Brother thinks I'm too silly, what should I do?

"Fu Nanqiao?"

Fu Nanqiao turned around and looked at Luo Chen. She was dressed in white, and she was very personable. She was seriously injured at the moment, and her white clothes were stained with blood.

Fu Nanqiao smiled at Luo Chen, "Brother, I'm here to save you."

Both he and Luo Chen were disciples of Cangliang Mountain, and whoever lied about the number of demons this time not only killed many seniors, but also caused Luo Chen to be seriously injured.

Luo Chen raised his eyes and looked at Fu Nanqiao who was in the middle stage of foundation establishment in front of him, and frowned slightly - I'm afraid you won't be able to deal with one of them.

Luo Chen thought, but he was seriously injured, so he had to let Fu Nanqiao stand in front of him first, and then meditate by himself to recover his true energy.

Fu Nanqiao sighed. After all, why did he go down the mountain?

It's not that I have been stuck in the foundation building stage for a long time, unable to advance!

Fu Nanqiao himself was the illegitimate son of the Demon King and a cultivator of immortality. When he was born, he was thrown by his mother to the foot of the Desolate Mountain, and he became an immortal himself.

No one knew that he was the son of the Demon King, but he accidentally found two breaths in his body and heard the tragic story of Yuze Immortal and the Demon King, so he concluded that he was their son.

In order to study in Cangliang Mountain, Fu Nanqiao forcibly concealed her demon aura, pretended to be a decent person, and survived to this day.

Just recently, he felt that the two auras in his body became more and more rampant, unable to blend together.He had to hurry down the mountain to go to the resort of the demon race, and stay there for ten days and a half months, so as to stabilize the malnourished demon energy in his body due to being in the fairy mountain for a long time.

Coincidentally, he ran into the senior brother who was fighting against the demons. The senior brother's life was hanging by a thread, so how could he refuse to save him?

Luo Chen slightly opened his eyes and looked at the person in front of him. Although Fu Nanqiao was in the middle stage of foundation establishment, he spent a long time relying on his cleverness.

Suddenly there was a bombardment in front of him, and mud and sand rose up everywhere, causing Fu Nanqiao to cough.

When it was clear, a man in black came over. The man in black was quite handsome, with a red mark between his eyebrows, which made his eyebrows look deeper.

The demons who were surrounding Fu Nanqiao suddenly heard a sound from behind, and lined up in two teams.

"Congratulations, Young Master."

Fu Nanqiao probably guessed who he was.

——Ming Ran, the son of the Demon King.An Ran Hedonist, Jindan late stage.

Since the death of the last demon king, the demon clan has been in a state of low power, and gradually formed two factions, which are now the Enron Hedonism faction and the Vengeance faction.

Now only the Revenge faction is making trouble, and the Enron Pleasure faction is the faction led by Fu Nanqiao's biological father, the Demon King.

But his son Mingran is ambitious, and has emerged in recent years, thinking about expanding the territory and dominating the world.

Mingran's eyes narrowed slightly, and with two fingers together, Fu Nanqiao felt a pain in his knee, and half knelt down.

Fu Nanqiao, who was half kneeling on the ground, stood up again before his knees could react.

Damn it, a man has gold under his knees, don't want your brother to kneel down!

Ming Ran tilted her head and looked at Fu Nanqiao, a little surprised, "You have..."

Before he could say anything, Fu Nanqiao ran up to Ming Ran and covered his mouth with lightning speed.

Brother, don't take off your brother's vest! ! !

Mingran blinked her big watery eyes, looked at the man hanging on her body covering his mouth, and forgot to fight back for a moment, and the demon disciples next to her also lowered their heads, pretending that they didn't see anything.

Fu Nanqiao realized that the posture was wrong, and hurriedly got off him, and said in a low voice, "I know, you don't need to tell me."

Ming Ran tilted her head and looked at Luo Chen behind her, raising her eyebrows, "You don't want the people behind you to know?"

Fu Nanqiao nodded.

Ming Ran laughed, leaning over to Fu Nanqiao's ear, "You know that the disciples of the Demon Race are desolate, and I can kill you at any time."

Fu Nanqiao smiled meanly, hammered Mingran's shoulder diligently, and said in a low voice, "Young master misunderstood, I sneaked into Desolation to help you get rid of Luo Chen!"

Mingran sneered, "Then you have been dealing with my demon disciple for a while. He is seriously injured. If you don't kill him now, do you want to kill him when he recovers?"

Fu Nanqiao leaned over and said, "To be honest, he's just pretending."

Fu Nanqiao made a gesture towards Luo Chen who was behind him, Luo Chen cooperated very much, and suddenly raised his hand to strike, Mingran quickly dodged sideways, and just escaped the blow.

Fu Nanqiao added fuel and vinegar, "Look, look, with so much effort, does he seem to be okay?"

Ming Ran's eyes turned, Luo Chen's spiritual power was so strong that he couldn't beat him, if he really pretended...

Ming Ran helplessly whispered, "Take good care of him. If I find that you are not on the side of the demons, I will chop you up and feed you to the dogs."

Fu Nanqiao nodded again and again, and sent Mingran away courteously.

Luo Chen opened his eyelids and looked at Fu Nanqiao who had been whispering with the Mozu and others for a long time, and snorted coldly, "What? Did you sell yourself?"

Fu Nanqiao looked at Luo Chen with a pale face. He had a pair of extremely beautiful eyebrows and eyes, thick black and translucent. At this time, he was seriously injured, but he was very calm.

Fu Nanqiao frowned, walked behind Luo Chen displeasedly, and gave him a spiritual infusion.

——This broken mouth, if I hadn’t come to save you, this road would be the place where I will burn incense for you in the future!

Fu Nanqiao was behind, and said with a smile, "Brother, are you feeling unwell? Find a nearby farmhouse to rest for a few days before returning to Desolation."

Luo Chen got up, Fu Nanqiao was about to help him go, Luo Chen didn't move, Fu Nanqiao turned his head away, only to find that his hands were behind his back, and those beautiful eyes were looking at him intently, rather Taking it for granted, he said, "You carry me on your back."

Fu Nanqiao gritted her teeth tightly. How is this appearance different from that of a rascal?

As far as he was concerned, Fu Nanqiao still put on a smiling face and carried Luo Chen on his back.

It was only when night fell that Fu Nanqiao found a farmhouse that was willing to take them in. The farmhouse was already poor, not as good as an inn, and Fu Nanqiao and Luo Chen were left with only a small bed that barely accommodated them.

Luo Chen walked slowly to the bed, then threw the quilt on the ground very naturally, and smiled An Ran, "Senior brother is seriously injured, I'm afraid I won't be able to sleep on the same bed with my junior brother, thank you for your hard work."

Fu Nanqiao stared stiffly at the quilt on the ground, and looked at Luo Chen quite aggrieved, "Senior brother, the ground is damp and wet and full of bugs, but the junior brother saved his life, how could you bear to let him I sleep underground?"

"Little brother, it's not that I don't feel sorry for you, it's just that I don't sleep well, and it's easy to accidentally hurt my brother..."

Before the words finished, Fu Nanqiao jumped onto the bed with the quilt.

"Little brother, you are a little disrespectful to brother."

Fu Nanqiao covered herself with the quilt, feeling extremely comfortable, "Good night, senior brother."

"..."

Luo Chen was seriously injured at this time, unable to use half of his strength, unable to kick Fu Nanqiao out of bed, and lay down helplessly.

The small bed was smaller than it looked, and Fu Nanqiao squeezed into it from time to time, Luo Chen frowned slightly, "Don't squeeze in, I'm going to be out of breath."

Fu Nanqiao squeezed inside again, "Brother, but if I don't move inside, I'm going to fall to the ground."

"You won't turn sideways?"

"It's uncomfortable to turn sideways, why not turn sideways, brother?"

"My arm is injured, how can I side?"

"Then I can only squeeze in."

Fu Nanqiao looked at Luo Chen's tense muscles, and felt that he was going to kill him in the next second, so he turned to the outside in fear, who knew that the cot was so small, but turned a little, and Fu Nanqiao's body If it is unstable, it will fall to the ground.

Fu Nanqiao closed her eyes and waited to fall to the ground. Suddenly, she felt her arms being grabbed, and she was taken back. Fu Nanqiao opened her eyes slightly, looking at the unparalleled face in front of her, "Senior brother, let me tell you, the bed is Really small."

Luo Chen glanced at him coldly, moved in, closed his eyes and remained silent.

vertical sun.

Fu Nanqiao was woken up by Luo Chen throwing off the quilt. Luo Chen had already adjusted his clothes and was looking down at him.

The woman who took them in looked out at Fu Nanqiao, "Young master, it's time to eat."

Fu Nanqiao's black hair was scattered on the quilt, and he narrowed his eyes and reluctantly got up, Luo Chen looked at him with a gloomy face, and felt that this person was quite rude, there was no reason why he would sleep in someone else's house and sleep until the sun was up.

It was already noon at this time, the woman brought the food to the back room, and somehow she walked out with a happy face.

When Fu Nanqiao saw the food in front of him, he half-closed his eyes and widened his eyes. The fish, meat and rice in front of him were all top-quality dishes in the city, and ordinary people couldn't afford them at all.

Fu Nanqiao looked up at Luo Chen, "You bought it?"

Luo Chen had already picked up his chopsticks and started eating. Hearing the words, he nodded.

Fu Nanqiao sat next to Luo Chen, raising his eyebrows, "Brother, tell the truth, are you not prostitution when you go out early in the morning?"

The food that Luo Chen had just entered his throat suddenly stuck, covered his mouth and choked twice, the chopsticks in his hand were almost broken by him, "I'll sell you, uncle."

Fu Nanqiao looked at his appearance, retracted his neck, fearing that he would get angry and said with a smile, "Senior brother sells well."

After the meal, the two had time to bid farewell to the woman.

Luo Chen, dressed in silk and white, was very fairy-like. He walked all the way in front, was silent for a while, then stopped suddenly, and looked at Fu Nanqiao, "What are you doing down the mountain?"

Only then did Fu Nanqiao remember her purpose of going down the mountain, and she was so busy taking care of Luo Chen that she almost forgot that she was going back to the Demon Race. Fu Nanqiao moved her eyes and said, "Senior Brother Luo Chen, a friend of mine is seriously ill. I'm going down the mountain to have a look."

Luo Chen looked at Fu Nanqiao, doubtful, "When will you come back?"

"Half a month."

Fu Nanqiao's pupils were black and bright, she stared at him for a while, then nodded, turned around and walked away with the sword.

Fu Nanqiao heaved a sigh of relief, turned around and walked towards the demon resort.

One is dressed in white and walks towards the fairy mountain, and the other is dressed in black and walks towards the demons. It seems that they are destined in the dark. These are two completely different lives.

In the past few years, this is not the first time that Fu Nanqiao has entered the demon clan, as long as the immortal energy is sealed, it can flow here unimpeded.

Fu Nanqiao sighed, if it wasn't for the inability to suppress the devilish energy in the past few days, Ming Ran wouldn't have seen the clue.

Several demon cultivators walked past him, chatting about the devil king's gossip, Fu Nanqiao listened intently, couldn't help being curious.

He went to small places where the demons lived, so naturally he couldn't see his father, the demon king.

Although his father has approached him countless times over the past few years, Fu Nanqiao also knows that if his identity is found out by Desolation, let alone that he will not be able to go back to Desolation, his life will be lost. After all, he grew up in a decent place. Naturally, he has the world in mind and will not associate with the demons.

"Young master, why are you here?"

Fu Nanqiao twisted his feet, almost dodged, and quickly hid in a corner, looking at Ming Ran not far away.

——Ming Ran can’t stay in the Demon King’s Palace well, what is he doing in this small place?

Mingran sat on the chair that the servant moved for him, slightly raised her eyelids, "You all go down."

After hearing the words, the demon brothers took away the other demons and walked out of the resort.

Fu Nanqiao stayed in the corner and was unable to go out. If he went out at this time and was discovered by Mingran, he might have chopped him down and fed him to the dogs.

As the cool wind blew, Fu Nanqiao moved in, and when he raised his eyes, Ming Ran disappeared not far away.

"Is it cold, little beauty?"

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