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

The black hair on his forehead blocked his eyes, covering his emotions, and the stand in his hand was tight and loose, as if he was hovering between killing him.

Fu Nanqiao was wearing a white brocade robe with twigs and lotus patterns, and it was stained with some blood. His dark eyes were fixed on the wounded part of his hand, where the devilish energy was vaguely winding. If you don't take a closer look, it is true It can't be seen that the magic energy is mixed with aura.

He was really able to control the power of the half-demon and half-human, and he almost believed that he was loyal to him.

Even when he asked himself just now, he confessed the whole thing unpreparedly - what is the anger in his heart now?

I have always wanted to kill him and replace him, but why can't I do it now.

"Now is the best way to exist in the resort. If you insist on coveting territory, you will only bury more of your own family. Didn't you see the end of the devil just now? Do you want the same end for your father?"

He raised his eyes and looked at Fu Nanqiao, a little ridiculous, "Sure enough, I have stayed in Xianmen for a long time, thinking that the revival faction will be wiped out, and the world will be peaceful, and the sea will be peaceful."

"Father took you to hide for so many years, just wanting you to enjoy life safely, isn't your life bad now?"

His chest was trembling. In the past, others did not understand what he did. He had never been so angry. Now that he was reprimanded by Fu Nanqiao, he was inexplicably aggrieved. In the final analysis, what qualifications do you have to criticize me for the sentence you left before you died?"

Fu Nanqiao paused and was speechless.

Yes, how can he be sure that the Xianmen will really let the An Ran sect go, even though the Xianmen let go, in today's world, with the name of a demon cultivator, the prejudice is deeply rooted, who will care if you are Good or bad?

"...But this is not the best way to deal with it."

"It doesn't hurt to stand and talk, my brother is so naive." Mingran let go of him, his eyes darkened, "I should pretend I didn't see you today, no matter what your purpose for helping me was, I Mingran is not a heinous person, If I spare your life today, the next time I see you, I will face swords."

Fu Nanqiao smiled wryly, there are too many things that can't be done in this world, so what right does he have to criticize his position.

The surroundings of the resort are lifeless, and the wilderness is hundreds of miles away. At a glance, it is really not interesting to appreciate it. He walked for a long time before he stepped out of the realm of the demons. He stepped out of the yin and yang realms. Zhu Xi, everyone is happy and smiling, there are great Confucian scholars in talking and laughing, and there are no white people in communication, which is very different from the land of Cai Cai.

A thin layer of sadness floated out of his eyes, he was powerless to look around, and walked towards the inn with his head sullen.

Chu Ningxi used Lingdie to inform him to come to this inn, but he didn't know what was going on inside, the door was full of people, and he couldn't squeeze in for a long time.

Fu Nanqiao rubbed her sleeves, took two wrong steps back, and used her strength to rush over.

I don't know whose hand took the opportunity to pinch his waist, Fu Nanqiao blushed, subconsciously turned sideways, and whoever's elbow pushed back against his chin.

Fu Nanqiao snorted, distracted, and was pushed out, his feet were unsteady, and he was about to fall to the ground.

Suddenly he was grabbed by someone around the waist and fell into the arms of the visitor. The visitor was wrapped in light green Chinese clothes, with a strand of blue silk hanging on his chest. Facing those glass-like eyes, the roots of his ears were still stained red.

Luo Chen lowered his eyes to look at the person in his arms, his chin was a little red and swollen from being bumped, and he felt a pain in his heart for some reason.

He was awkwardly not knowing whether to support him or continue to hold him, the person in his arms had already made the decision for him.

Fu Nanqiao got up hurriedly, "Senior brother."

"Yeah." Luo Chen coughed lightly, "Is your face okay..."

As soon as he was reminded, Fu Nanqiao felt the pain.

Luo Chen stared at Fu Nanqiao, the person in front of him just rubbed his chin, nodded slightly, and stopped talking.

He suddenly felt a little lonely. If it was normal, this kid would definitely be hugging his arm, screaming in pain.

"you,"

"Senior brother, what are they squeezing?" Luo Chen was about to speak, but Fu Nanqiao interrupted him before him.

"...The desolate high-level disciples went down the mountain, and the people in the small town were curious about what the people from the Xianmen looked like."

Fu Nanqiao nodded, poked inside, and vaguely saw a woman in white clothes sitting beside Chu Ningxi, there were too many people, all of them were there to see the appearance of the disciples of the immortal sect, Fu Nanqiao couldn't squeeze in.

"Who is that woman?"

"Do you want to see it?"

Fu Nanqiao didn't even look back, and murmured, "I can't squeeze in, ah—"

Fu Nanqiao's neck tightened, and it was Luo Chen who dragged him by the neck and flew onto the beam of the house. He turned his head, and Luo Chen stood with his hands behind his back, "Now I can see...Little Junior Brother."

His eyes were erratic, and he pretended to be indifferent. Fu Nanqiao could feel that Luo Chen wanted to ease the embarrassment between the two of them, so he smiled knowingly, "What do you think, senior brother is going to step on a hole in the beam?"

"That's not the case." Luo Chen watched him return to his usual appearance, in a good mood, bent down and lifted the tiles, and there was a hole in the roof.

Fu Nanqiao secretly smiled, thinking that it was too naive for the two of them to lie on the beam and look at people through a small hole, but at the moment both of them knew that they didn't really care what happened inside, they just wanted to take the opportunity to ease the relationship.

Fu Nanqiao lay on the beam and closed one eye to look at the past. Luo Chen also lay down and watched. He suddenly remembered that he and Fu Nanqiao secretly watched his master and uncle quarreling on the beam when they were young. They made a bet on who would win and who would lose, and every time Luo Chen won, he rolled all over the floor.

Luo Chen turned his head and looked at him—he grew up so much in a blink of an eye, and knew that he liked someone... But he really didn't expect that the child who was brought up from childhood would actually like himself.

"I'll go." Fu Nanqiao patted him on the shoulder, "Senior brother, look at that woman."

Luo Chen didn't know, so he turned his head and looked over, and his gaze was fixed on the woman in white. Even a person like him who doesn't covet beauty, couldn't help but be amazed when he saw her.

The woman was dressed in a white dress with light gauze, slightly revealing her graceful neck and clearly visible collarbone. When she looked at her face, she couldn't take her eyes off her eyes. Her eyes were bright and her teeth were bright, and her pair of eyes were even more charming. Her long eyelashes were closed. Zhang, charming, and Chu Ningxi standing beside her lost some color.

Just looking around, Luo Chen felt that this woman seemed familiar, especially those phoenix eyes.

"This is definitely the most beautiful woman I've ever seen." Fu Nanqiao clicked her tongue twice, "It's so beautiful."

Fu Nanqiao was admiring the beauty, Luo Chen frowned, and pulled him by the neck to lift him up, Fu Nanqiao looked more genuinely, and slapped his hand away without raising his head, "Don't stop me from watching Beauty."

As soon as the words fell, the woman in white's eyes turned cold, and she just raised her eyes to look at Fu Nanqiao, Fu Nanqiao felt cold all over her body, and she left a hole in a jerk.

Luo Chen blushed, "Do you dare to be more obvious?"

Fu Nanqiao touched his nose resentfully, "I'm dazzled by the beauty."

With a crisp sound, the two of them froze at the same time, their eyes widening.

"what sound?"

Fu Nanqiao's heart hung up, "Shouldn't it be the beam?"

"..."

Chu Ningxi patted the woman on the shoulder, "Don't worry, Sister Duan, I will help you find your son..."

Before he finished speaking, Duan Qiche suddenly grabbed her arm and lifted it into his arms. Before Chu Ningxi had time to react, he and Duan Qiche backed away a few feet away.

"what--"

With a scream, something fell from the roof and fell on their original table, soot was everywhere, Chu Ningxi coughed chokingly, looked up, couldn't close her mouth in shock, "Daddy Brother, junior brother?"

Song Boyao crossed his arms beside him, "Are you two going down to earth like a fairy?"

Duan Qiche slapped his palms and laughed loudly, "Hahahahaha, you two idiots, stealing chickens won't make you lose money."

Chu Ningxi pursed the corners of her lips, not very happy that she scolded his senior brother, but also embarrassed to go back.

Severe pain swept through his whole body. Fu Nanqiao rubbed his sore arm and stood up reluctantly. Just as he was about to give Luo Chen a hand, the latter had already stood up, with a dark face refusing to look at him.

Brother Guangfeng Jiyue Beauty, his face is dirty at this time, there is a kind of cute contrast, before Fu Nanqiao wanted to continue watching, the woman in white said, "Hey, these two little idiots are peeping from above. Is it my prosperous face?"

When Fu Nanqiao turned her head and met her dark and deep eyes, she couldn't help curling her lips—it's a pity that such a beautiful woman has a mouth.

Chu Ningxi tugged at the corner of Shen Yiluo's clothes, a little coyly, "Sister, this is my junior brother."

"Junior Brother?" Duan Qiche half-raised his eyebrows, "You're also from the Desolation Sect~"

Luo Chen's face was dark, and he hadn't recovered from the embarrassing atmosphere just now, so he took the opportunity to change the subject, "Just now I heard that my junior sister said that I want to help find your son?"

Duan Qiche nodded slightly, quite calmly, "Well, that's right."

Fu Nanqiao took up the question, "The girl is so young, the son is just a baby, why are you so safe after losing you?"

"Young?" Duan Qiche smiled secretly, "Child, my son is probably about the same age as you."

The actions of the people who came over were more exaggerated than Fu Nanqiao's, with their mouths wide open, "This, this... is not in line with common sense. The girl is probably as old as this young man. Could it be that you gave birth to a son at the age of one?"

Duan Qiche said lightly, "The age is wrong."

The others breathed a sigh of relief, "I just said that your son can't be so old."

"I mean, I'm the wrong age."

"what?"

Duan Qiche put his hands behind his back, complacent, "According to the calculation, my mother is already in her 40s."

"..."

Fu Nanqiao approached Luo Chen and said in a low voice, "She must have lost her child, is she crazy?"

Luo Chen had a cold face, "Don't talk about people's right and wrong behind their backs."

Fu Nanqiao pouted, and turned to look at the woman in white, "May I ask where you lost your son?"

Chu Ningxi answered for her, "It was lost near Cangliang and this small town."

"How old did you lose it?"

"Five or six years old."

Fu Nanqiao was a little funny, "I lost it when I was five or six years old, and you only think of looking for it now?"

Shen Yiluo sat down and drank tea, "He must be doing well, my son will follow me, and his fate will be great."

"..."