[Comprehensive] Stealing the Halo of the Protagonist

Mo Qi dragged the young man to the riverside, the other side of the river was a long street with colorful lights like a sea of ​​stars, the chilly night wind made Mo Qi's cheeks cold, but the eyes he looked at the young man were as warm as those in mid-spring. Light.

"Are you jealous just now?" Mo Qi chuckled.

The young man turned his back on the light, but the coldness in his body became more severe, "I'm not jealous!" After speaking, he persuaded Mo Qi in turn, "You should stay away from those miscellaneous people, they are not beneficial to your cultivation."

"Oh?" Mo Qi sighed meaningfully, "I am a teacher of Jinxiuzong, and the mind method I learned is not a secret. If you have heard of it, you should know that the most special thing about my Jinxiuzong is the method of double cultivation. "

The young man was silent for a while, and then said: "But those people are not suitable for you."

"Then who is suitable?" Mo Qi asked.

The young man opened his mouth to say something, but swallowed it after a long time.

Mo Qi sighed, a little helpless, "Feng, don't trust me anymore."

"I know that your heart is not stable, and you always think that I will leave you, but now, I have escaped from the master's control, and finally found you, we should be together, not play these childish tricks. "

The youth's figure moved slightly.

"I've gone through so many lives, and I don't know what kind of personality I should be. The only thing that I like you hasn't changed." Mo Qi greeted the light with a very gentle smile on her face, "For me Words, you have become the meaning of existence." His soft words fell into the young man's ears with the cool wind, every sentence, every word, made the young man's heart beat, but at the same time, it made him fall into a boundless hell.

The air fell silent, and the smile on Mo Qi's face gradually subsided after the agonizing wait. The weird atmosphere made him a little uncomfortable, and the young man behind the light couldn't see the expression clearly, which made him doubt whether he made a mistake.

But the person in front of him gave him the feeling that he was Feng.

Regardless of intimacy or indifference, he always has an invisible tenderness towards him, and this is exactly what he once felt in Feng.

"Can I kiss you?" By the quiet river, the young man asked calmly.

Mo Qi raised her head, her eyes were a little surprised, and in the next second, there was a soft touch on her lips.

It's a superficial kiss.

Mo Qi blinked, but hadn't reacted yet.

The bright moon poked out its head quietly, and the shadows of the two people were intertwined, scattered like ink blobs on the rippling water surface.The young man took his hand and kissed him lightly, "You are also the meaning of my existence."

His words were dissipated in the wind, and Mo Qi struggled to hear them, but when he understood, a beautiful smile appeared on his face - "Feng, I love you."

"Um……"

The young man leaned over again, lowered his head, and took Mo Qi's lips deeply. Mo Qi couldn't help opening his mouth, and responded enthusiastically.

For Mo Qi, this is his long-lost lover.

And where Mo Qi couldn't see, the young man's palm had already been pierced with nails until blood oozes out.

Feng Mo looked at Mo Qi, who was sleeping next to her, with complicated eyes.

This is his elder brother, but they have done something beyond brotherhood.What's even more frightening is that not only did he not feel that it was wrong, but he was content with it, treating it like rain in the desert.

He couldn't do without his brother.

Just like the sad dialogue just now, brother is the meaning of his existence.

After leaving Jinxiuzong that year, his master took him to the blessed land to practice penance.The aura of that blessed land is so thick that he, who is still a superficial man, felt as if he was being pricked by thousands of needles every moment he stayed there. At the beginning, he felt so painful every time that he wanted to die, but it was because he was thinking about his brother that he suffered so much. After struggling, the pain made him numb, and after he got used to the pain, the master began to teach him the ruthless method.The key to the ruthless mentality is to be ruthless and desireless, to be detached from external objects.Feng Mo is a person with low desires, and he successfully passed the initial test of the master, such as beauties, delicacies, spices, and vocal music, he can cut off his liking one by one.It is precisely because of this that his realm has improved quite quickly, and he has entered the golden core stage in just ten years.But the price is also extremely serious. He can face the pregnant woman being mutilated in front of his eyes without changing his face, and he can calmly wait for the python to swallow him into his belly. Others cannot make him angry, fearful, or evil, and nothing can make him Joy, sorrow, love, even the scene of the murder of a loved one in the dream has gradually become less affected unconsciously.But when he proposed his promise to meet his elder brother Jie Dan, the master shook his head and said that he had not reached home in cultivation.

It turns out that no matter how he cultivates, he has a weakness, and that is his elder brother - Feng Qi.

Feng Mo refuted his master, saying that Feng Qi was the only tie in his blood, and he couldn't give up.

The master said that the way of being ruthless is to turn oneself into mountains and rivers, to have feelings for all things, and to be ruthless to all things.

He put his elder brother in a special position, even if he cultivated to become a god, he couldn't escape this failure.

Feng Mo bowed her head and was speechless, her face was expressionless, but a demon was planted in her heart.

Then the master asked him to go down the mountain and let him find his own chance, and he was also blessed by the heavens, broke into an ancient secret realm, and then spent five years, from the Jindan stage to the Nascent Soul stage, and successfully entered the Mahayana stage.It's sad to say nothing.

But what Master said back then became a prophecy.

He can't transform into a god, no matter how many monsters he kills, how many heavenly spirits and earthly treasures he obtains, and how many times he pushes himself to the point of life and death, he can't transform into a god.

He cultivates the path of ruthlessness, but he has obsessions in his heart.

After obtaining the magic weapon for entering and exiting the secret realm, he made up his mind to break this obsession.

But when he came to the Quanzong Grand Competition and saw the figure in white on the stage, the memory of that obsession flooded him like a tidal wave.

When the Feng family was still there, everyone regarded him as nothing, but Feng Qi brought him food, smiled at him, taught him calligraphy, and read books for him.Later, the Feng family was gone, and he was depressed by his master, thinking about his brother's past, and the rescuing and blind date when they met again, and the childish words that he swore in his heart to be like the person his brother liked, one by one, one by one. The piles, like seeds trying to germinate, burst open his heart, dyed with blood and sweetness, and quickly grew into a big tree.

He also remembered his original intention of practicing—to catch up with his elder brother.

The past forgotten in the years turned into a pot of sweet bitter wine in a corner he didn't pay attention to, and slowly poured into the blood and meridians, permeating his whole body, and it only started to take effect when he saw his brother.

And the truth is, it works.

If wine is not intoxicating, everyone is intoxicated.He looked at the figure on the stage fascinatedly, as if everything in the world had disappeared, and he could only see one person in his eyes.

But Feng Mo's state of mind went wrong when he saw Mo Qi competing with that kid named "Qiao Yi".

He was jealous and hated the person who could get close to Mo Qi, his anger came to life again, so he threw the long sword that his brother had stuck in the audience, and pointed it straight at the man's head.

It's a pity that my brother gave up this opportunity and injured his hand because of the sword.

At that moment, Feng Mo was terrified.He was worried that his brother would find out that it was he who threw the sword, that he was the one who hurt him.

So he ran away and wandered outside alone, confused and anxious inside, not knowing whether he should approach his brother or not.

But by chance - he happened to hear about Moxiu's plot again, those people planned to arrest Daoxiu from Quanzong Dabi to go back to practice kung fu.

Feng Mo's first reaction was that his brother was in danger, so he rushed back desperately, and then rescued his brother from the siege unscathed.

He didn't kill in front of his brother, he was worried that such a self would scare his brother.

No compassion, no fear of death, no anger when others attack him, now he is not what his brother likes.

Feng Mo was depressed in her heart, but her face was used to being expressionless.

What's amazing is that such a repressed him aroused his brother's curiosity.He could feel that his elder brother wanted to get close to him, so he couldn't help indulging in a moment of indulging even though he knew he shouldn't have too much contact with him, and then he hit him by mistake, and his elder brother recognized him as someone who meant to him. People who seem to be very close.

That intimacy was even closer than him.Before he knew it, his elder brother was closer to someone who wasn't him than him.

This realization made Feng Mo go crazy with jealousy, and he ran away.Because he was worried that he would lose control, that he couldn't help asking who it was, and that he would say harsh words in front of his brother that he wanted to kill that person.

So he ran away.

Facing his brother, he has no courage, no rights, no hope.

They are brothers, but he has more than a brother's possessiveness towards him.

He loves him.Love to the point of madness, you can be crazy, you can give up your own cultivation for him, all the emotions and desires he severed will all come back to life when facing him.

This kind of longing to paranoid, love in the cracks of rocks, is just his unrequited love.

Swimming around like a corpse, and dormant like a bug, he stayed at that window, quietly watching the person he lusted after chatting, laughing, eating and sleeping.

But when he thought that his brother's feelings had nothing to do with him, the jealousy in his heart couldn't help but swell.

Or run away.

When he came to the small town near Quanzong Dabi, he drank and bought drunk by himself, from night to dawn, from dawn to dusk, others came up to persuade him to drink, or made fun of him, none of which had anything to do with him, push away the pasted ones body, patting away the thief's hand who came over, he stared at him and laughed at him, he couldn't get drunk by himself.In the end, he didn't expect the reason for drinking, but he showed up by himself.

He followed him to watch the lanterns, wherever he went, wherever he went, where the lights were bright, and where people were waning, he secretly laughed at the funny fox face mask he wore on his face, and touched a ferocious wolf face mask put on.

Then there was the farce. Although it was not close, his eyes and ears had reached a very human level in the Mahayana period. As long as he wanted to hear it, he could hear and see clearly even if the other party was ten miles away.

After watching quietly for a long time, Feng Mo still made a quick move when the young lady was about to stick to her brother.

He saw the little hands and feet of the woman.

But my brother saved that woman, just like the day he wanted to save Qiao Yi, he moved the sword to his brother's neck in anger, everything flashed in his heart at that moment, but the bitter sweetness remained in the end--

I finally see me in your eyes.

Feng Mo thought sadly, and restrained her answer on her face, but she still couldn't hide her jealousy in her words.

What happened next was unexpected by Feng Mo.

The elder brother took him away from that woman with ulterior motives, and confessed his love to him by the river, in the night wind, and under the moonlight. He said, "You are the meaning of my existence."

And the subject is "seal".

The man he didn't know who it was.

He asked his brother if he could kiss him, and the dream-like kiss back then revived his sense of touch when his memory flooded in. He hated why he pushed his brother away, why he cared about his strange ears and eyes, He missed that kiss, so he humbly begged for a kiss under the illusion that his brother thought he was "Feng".

Brother did not refuse.

The clean breath has a poppy-like allure, Feng Mo loves this kiss, but dare not deepen it.

But my brother said to him, "I love you."

Feng Mo forced herself to ignore the subject, and then kissed the longing lips, completely indulging herself, but her brother's response made him deviate from human relations.

He and his brother did something similar to double cultivation.

It was almost instinctive, he unbuttoned his brother's clothes, tasted his body with his lips and tongue, and then used his evil roots to firmly and firmly enter his brother's body.

The older brother groans under him.

It made him happy to die.But when my elder brother called "Feng" in a seductive and longing voice, cold water poured down on his head again.

His intimacy at this moment is all in the name of others.

The Ruthless Dao is broken after all.