old grace

In the story told by Fu Wei, Concubine Yang is the biggest villain.

Concubine Yang killed his own mother, Concubine Yang took away all his palace servants, Concubine Yang separated his father-son relationship with Emperor Qianyuan, he was hurt by Concubine Yang, and it was Concubine Yang who made him unable to take care of himself. Mrs. Liu welcomes back to the palace with dignity, because once he exposes his weakness, it is very likely that Mrs. Liu will be killed by the concubine Yang...

After the sacrifice to heaven, Fu Wei had no intention of staying longer.

He comforted Mrs. Liu with rhetoric, and promised that in the future, if she defeats Concubine Yang, or if she has the power to protect herself, if she comes to marry in a dignified manner, she must be registered as a concubine and carried into the gate of the palace in a graceful manner.

Ms. Liu, who was born in Jianghu, had never seen such methods before, her heart fell on Fu Wei, and she would believe whatever Fu Wei said.

"Eldest brother." Fu Chuan refused to leave with Fu Wei.

Xie Qinghe turned around: "What's the matter?"

"Can you... spend more time with Auntie?" Fu Chuan was embarrassed, and gave another solution, "Either, senior brother will leave me here and wait for me at the next time point?"

When Xie Qinghe skipped Fu Wei's memory node, as long as he didn't hold Fu Chuan's hand, Fu Chuan would be left in place.

After staying in the memory world for such a long time, seeing Fu Wei getting a little bit abnormal, Fu Chuan has long lost patience with the dirty things he sleeps here and there.Instead of following Fu Wei to see who he harmed and who he slept with, it is better to follow Mrs. Liu.

Fu Chuan's heart ached.

A Niang is still a little girl, she was fooled by Fu Wei.

Before long, Auntie will die.

Xie Qinghe shook his head: "If I leave, won't you go to bed?"

This made Fu Chuan even more embarrassed.

Before he goes to bed now, he has to ask Xie Qinghe to help him refine the essence, and then feed it back to him.In fact, Fu Chuan hadn't had any strange dreams for many days.However, he didn't practice well in guarding his mind, and the elder brother was worried, so he still helped him deal with it before going to bed.

You can't let Xie Qinghe wait for him in a few months or years, and he doesn't want to leave, that is to drag Xie Qinghe to stay in the memory world together.

Fu Chuan really didn't want to bother the elder brother, let alone drag the elder brother down.However, he himself does not understand the method of tracing back.It is impossible for Xie Qinghe to take him back again and again.The chance to get along with A Niang is probably only once in a lifetime.

After hesitating for a long time, Fu Chuan discussed with Xie Qinghe in a low voice: "Brother, please give me some morning light energy, and let me stay with Auntie for a few more days. If I need to do something for you... I will never refuse."

This is too polite to say.

Xie Qinghe was silent for a moment, then said, "Okay."

He wanted to warn Fu Chuan not to get too obsessed with the past.It's just that when I think of Fu Chuan, it's easy to think too much. If I can't say this, Fu Chuan will mistakenly think that he refuses to stay with me, which is not beautiful.

Fu Chuan didn't expect him to agree so easily, and a smile burst out on his face instantly.

"Thank you, Senior Brother!" He leaned forward to say thank you, but Fu Chuan couldn't help asking in a low voice, "How long can I stay?"

"As long as you want." Xie Qinghe paused after finishing speaking, remembering that the younger brother's self-management ability is too strong, and his words are too broad, which made the younger brother feel uncertain, and gave him an accurate time limit, "When you are born? "

Not long after Fu Chuan was born, Mrs. Liu began to flee, destroying her family and leaving her alone.The time limit Xie Qinghe promised was actually unlimited.You can let Fu Chuan accompany Lady Liu steadily day by day, until the day of her death.

Xie Qinghe has been obsessed with demons all year round. To solve a monster, it usually takes ten or twenty years to start. Time doesn't mean much to him.

This was very shocking to Fu Chuan!

Fu Wei has grown from a six-year-old child to a child, and spent 12 years of his life.

He and Xie Qinghe have only experienced less than two months in this memory world.Most of the delay here is the number of days he experienced after he was forced to adjust his daily routine and ordered to sleep after he had a sexual dream.If Fu Chuan hadn't requested to accompany Mrs. Liu, the two of them would probably be able to go out within two months.

Now that Fu Chuan had the courage to beg, Xie Qinghe actually agreed.

I'm pregnant in October!Are you just accompanying me so abruptly?

Fu Chuan was very grateful in his heart, but he didn't know how to repay him, so he could only softly shout: "Eldest brother."

Xie Qinghe didn't like to hear his words of gratitude.What is "If I need to do something for the elder brother, I will never dare to refuse".If I don't agree to let you stay with my mother and ask you to do something, you will refuse?

Xie Qinghe turned over to the eaves and said, "I will be back before the evening class. You can stay with Miss Liu well."

Before Fu Chuan could say anything, Xie Qinghe jumped off the courtyard wall and disappeared at the end of the long street.

Same as when enchanted.

Although it is the world in memory, the details are perfect, without a sense of absurdity and unrealism.

Xie Qinghe has been obsessed too many times, so he is familiar with this kind of small world.

With no younger brother around him, he used all kinds of coquettish operations without any scruples.After leaving the villa where Mrs. Liu lived, Xie Qinghe found a secluded place, twisted his fingers lightly, recited the mantra silently, and immediately showed his figure.

After showing himself, Xie Qinghe first booked a room at a nearby inn as a place to stay.

Since we are going to live for nearly a year, and the nose is not the nose, the eyes are not the same as the junior brother, and we see too many, no one feels at ease.During the day, he would find a place to practice and rest by himself, and at night he would go and watch over his junior brother.

As usual, he still disliked the inn's bedding being too dirty, so Xie Qinghe spent money to hire a woman who helped the inn's back kitchen to help buy new bedding and clean the house.Money can turn ghosts around. In less than half a day, Xie Qinghe's room was neatly arranged.

Brushes, ink, paper and inkstones were placed on the desk, incense was burned on the incense desk, and the sensible shopkeeper even donated his old piano.

The piano is not particularly good, but it is indeed an ancestral guqin.

Xie Qinghe thanked the shopkeeper for his hospitality, presented a thick red envelope, and agreed to return the original items when checking out.

That afternoon, Xie Qinghe, who had nothing to do, went to buy new strings, re-stringed the guqin, and tuned it. In the evening, the ancient and melodious sound of the qin was heard near the inn, intermittently coming from the guest house .

Xie Qinghe looked at the smoke curling up from the furnace, and slowly stopped the trembling strings.

The heartstring is broken, how can the sound of the piano continue?

Xie Qinghe covered the silk cloth on the qin, someone else's old qin must be cherished.

What kind of piano are you playing? Let the couch be tilted.

All the way until the third lady who helped the cook came to deliver dinner, Xie Qinghe gave three copper coins as a reward, and the meal price was naturally calculated separately on the cabinet.

The third lady happily brought out a few bowls of dishes quickly, and she wanted to serve Xie Qinghe to pour wine and add more food. Xie Qinghe said politely, and the third lady retreated sensiblely, and only said to put the bowls and chopsticks at the door after eating, or when the water was delivered. to collect.

Xie Qinghe smiled and said: "There is no need to come to deliver water at night."

The third lady understood in seconds.Ouch, high rollers, they are going out to eat flower wine at night!He looked like an old man with a fairy style, but he didn't expect him to be so old-fashioned.Don't judge people by their appearances!All men are the same!

The third lady closed the door and left, Xie Qinghe lowered his head to pick the fishbone, the first piece of fish hadn't been eaten yet——

Someone came through the wall.

In this small world of memory, what can pass through the wall is naturally the Fuchuan of the state of the soul.

Fu Chuan stood vigorously on the other side of the Eight Immortals table, his eyes were a little red, and he looked at him eagerly.

Xie Qinghe couldn't finish the mouthful of fish, so he put down his chopsticks and asked, "What's the matter?"

Hearing these two words, the child looked like a puffer fish so angry that his eyes widened.

Xie Qinghe always felt that all kinds of accusations were about to come out and hit him in the face.However, after waiting for a while, Fu Chuan did not yell at him, but approached him with his head down, picked up a spare pair of chopsticks, and silently picked fishbone for him.

Xie Qinghe felt that this was not good.

"If you come to eat, please sit down. If you come to serve me for dinner, you don't have to." Xie Qinghe said.

Fu Chuan was obviously angry.

The two stalemate for a moment, Fu Chuan hooked the square stool under his buttocks with his foot, and sat down.

Because Xie Qinghe gave a lot of rewards, the third lady served her very carefully.There are spare chopsticks, as well as spare bowls and spoons, in case guests accidentally break it or drop it on the ground, and have to go out to call for someone.

Fu Chuan had already taken the spare chopsticks, so Xie Qinghe used the spare bowl to serve him rice, and gave up his own soup bowl.

The soup is old hen soup.Xie Qinghe remembered that Fu Chuan did not eat chicken skin, so he scooped a few pieces of chicken from the soup bowl back into the porcelain urn, refilled some hot soup, and placed it in front of Fu Chuan.

"Let's eat." Xie Qinghe said.

Fu Chuan refused to eat, he sat beside Xie Qinghe, lowered his head and continued picking fishbone.

The whole fish is picked clean, and the fish bones are completely separated from the fish meat.Fu Chuan returned the plate of steamed fish to Xie Qinghe.

It wasn't until Xie Qinghe took a bite of the fish he had picked out the thorns that Fu Chuan breathed a sigh of relief, pulled the rice bowl in front of him, and looked at the dishes on the table—the favorite dishes of the senior brother, the favorite dishes of the senior brother, or Big Brother's favorite dish.Nothing I like to eat!

This made Fu Chuan realize that Xie Qinghe did not intend to have dinner with him.

He felt aggrieved and took a bite of the old ginger egg.Who knows how to scramble eggs with ginger, only big brothers love to eat like this.

Xie Qinghe had no choice but to pick up two pieces of fish meat for him: "Buy you a piece of elbow?"

"Brother gave me a pair of chopsticks because he felt sorry for me, and he didn't dare to ask for elbows again." Fu Chuan was wronged, especially wronged.

Xie Qinghe put down his chopsticks.

Fu Chuan got up quickly: "I...I won't speak strange words anymore. Senior brother, I will eat well."

"You are so cowardly in front of me, but you want to say strange things again." Xie Qinghe was extremely helpless, "It can be seen that I am really wronged."

Before Fu Chuan could speak again, he had already pushed open the door and invited a waiter: "Do you have steamed pork knuckles under the kitchen? Or stewed pig's trotters. No matter which one is served first, make another one." Squirrel mandarin fish, coated with flour thicker, put more frosting sugar. Bring it quickly."

Since it was an urgent order, Xie Qinghe returned a generous reward.The waiter hurriedly ran to the kitchen.

"Did you hear that? Wait a minute." Xie Qinghe planned to eat first.The fish will not be fragrant when it is cooled.

Fu Chuan wasn't as angry as before, he lay down on the table to eat with Xie Qinghe.

He wanted to wait to eat pork trotter with pork knuckle and mandarin squirrel fish that Xie Qinghedan ordered for him, so he just didn't want to eat it right now.Xie Qinghe ate his food slowly, and he didn't know how to speak. Fu Chuan occasionally added a bowl of soup for him, and when he got bored waiting, he began to shake the square stool under his buttocks again.

Xie Qinghe's teeth itch suddenly, and he glanced at him.

Fu Chuan immediately came to his senses, opened his mouth wide, gently leveled his stool, and made a gesture of "I'm quiet".

When Xie Qinghe was almost finished eating and began to wipe his mouth and drink tea, Fu Chuan couldn't help but said: "I heard the sound of the piano. It took me a while to find out that you are staying here."

Xie Qinghe didn't quite understand his emotions: "Huh?"

"Only one bed is made." Fu Chuan pointed to the bed behind the screen.

Xie Qinghe quickly explained: "I live alone here. I don't mean to share the same bed with you. Don't misunderstand."

"Of course I know that senior brother won't share the same bed with me!" Fu Chuan was about to say the important point, when the third lady knocked on the door again, she came to deliver food.

Fu Chuan is still in the state of soul body, able to eat and drink, even if others can't hear him, and can't see his shadow.Xie Qinghe stood up and opened the door, took the tray from the third lady, and gave another reward.

A pot of freshly made squirrel mandarin fish, fried sweet and sour, another plate of cured pig's trotters, and a bowl of sauced pork knuckles.

Xie Qinghe put the food in front of Fu Chuan and said, "Let's eat first. The food is cold."

Fu Chuan poked a piece of fish first, dipped it in sweet and sour sauce and ate it vigorously. He wanted to talk to Xie Qinghe, but Xie Qinghe added another piece of sauced elbow to comfort him: "Eat first, then we'll talk after eating. Don't worry."

"I'm in a hurry." Fu Chuan muttered while eating the sauced elbow.

When people eat, they will naturally relax their emotions and feel safe.

Fu Chuan was holding back a lot of words, and at first he was a little flustered, not knowing how to speak.With the rice in his mouth at this moment, Xie Qinghe was still on the sidelines serving him food, he gradually relaxed, and his thoughts became clearer.

"I knew what kind of person Eldest Brother is when I was in Hao County, and he would never bully me no matter what." Fu said.

The old matter was brought up again, Xie Qinghe looked calm and did not speak.

"Eldest brother wants to ask me, since I know that there is absolutely no such thing, why do I keep avoiding you these days? I have a ghost in my heart. In my dream, I did something unethical to elder brother and offended elder brother... ..." Fu Chuan didn't dare to raise his head, and poked his chopsticks back and forth in the fish bowl, "I'm not good at guarding my heart. I'm afraid that senior brother will scold me, so I don't dare to tell senior brother... so, I can only Avoid..."

"I also know that senior brother misunderstood." Fu Chuan chewed the food in his mouth clean, and the chopsticks were still poking at the fish. "It's my fault. I did it on purpose. I don't think senior brother will really ignore it." I, wait for me to deal with it myself, and then I will explain this matter to Senior Brother..."

"I dared to do this because my elder brother doted on me." Fu Chuan was very guilty.

Xie Qinghe helped him put the fish into a bowl and said, "It's okay. Let's eat."

"Eldest brother lives alone in the inn with only one bed in the room, and he doesn't want to get close to me anymore. It's not that it's nothing, it's a big deal." Fu Chuan also refused to eat anymore, put down his chopsticks and got up, bowed his hands and stood In front of Xie Qinghe, "Ten sticks of incense, okay?"

"A misunderstanding doesn't stop here." Xie Qinghe helped him mix fish soup and rice with a spoon, "Hurry up and eat."

Fu Chuan carefully looked at his face.

Xie Qinghe thought for a while, reached out and patted him on the shoulder, and told him to sit down: "It's really okay."

Fu Chuancai sat back under his arrangement, picked up a spoon to scoop up a spoonful of rice, and said while eating: "Then can I make a bed in the senior brother's room? This is my indulgence on purpose. It made the big brother misunderstand and made the big brother sad. I know the big brother doesn't like to read my kneeling scriptures, so...will you hit me a few times?" His eyes wandered around the room, and they fell on the flower in the vase. On the feather duster.

Xie Qinghe blocked his eyes with his hands, and had to explain to him: "It's just a misunderstanding, just explain it clearly. You want to stay with Mrs. Liu, I thought you wanted to live in the other building."

Fu Chuan immediately retorted: "I also want to be with senior brother."

"Naturally, I will go to the other hall to accompany you at night." Xie Qinghe saw that he couldn't explain, so he had to change his words, "I will make you a bed."

Only then did Fu Chuan bow his head and eat with big mouthfuls. It was a pig's trotter and a knuckle, and he patted his belly in satisfaction after eating a storm, and even made a mockery: "The food in the palace is all delicious, so the emperor's concubines , what kind of days do you live day by day."

Xie Qinghe handed him tea to rinse his mouth, he wiped his mouth with a towel, and then moved the silk cloth-covered piano case.

"Can you play the piano?" Xie Qinghe asked.

Fu Chuan said with a smile: "A little bit, I can't play well."

"Qin is something for expressing feelings and self-entertainment. How can there be a saying that it is good or bad?" Xie Qinghe commented habitually, and afraid that Fu Chuan would think too much, he smiled at Fu Chuan and stopped talking.

"I really can't play well. Senior brother, do you want to listen to the song? Shall I sing a little song for senior brother?" Fu Chuan said in a doggy manner.

Xie Qinghe has no reason to refuse: "Okay."

Fu Chuan also thought for a while, cleared his throat, and stood by the window, looking at the lights of the city.

"Work at sunrise and rest at sunset."

"Dig wells to drink, plow fields to eat."

"What does imperial power mean to me?" ①

When he sang this song, he used an ancient language that is no longer in Shixing. In today's world, except for the extremely ancient Hanjiang Sword Sect, almost no one understands this language anymore.Even if he is not in the state of soul body at this time, and his singing can be heard by others, no one can understand what he is singing except Xie Qinghe.

After singing the first time, Fu Chuan sang the second time.

Qin expresses ambition, song expresses sound.

Xie Qinghe closed his eyes slightly, listening to the slightly green voice of his younger brother, as if he had returned to the observatory.

Going back nearly two months with Fu Chuan, the two of them were trapped in Weiyang Palace and Dragon City following Fu Wei's memory. farce.Fu Chuan first sympathizes with Fu Wei, then sympathizes with Concubine Yang, hates all forces in the palace who follow the trend and take advantage of the situation, and feels that the root of all evil lies in Emperor Qianyuan...

Now that he has made up his mind not to follow Fu Wei, the two stayed in the inn in the other building where Mrs. Liu lived, and Fu Chuan sang this song of hitting the soil.

Why is Dili to me?

Even if you are the emperor, you have the power in the world.

I don't eat you, I don't wear you.I don't want you to protect, let alone support you.

To me, you are a fart!

Xie Qinghe heard the complete dislike and rebellion from Fu Chuan's singing, and couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.Children, it is good to have such a heart and confidence.Isn't it right for the future head of the Hanjiang Sword Sect to look down on the power of the secular emperor?

After Fu Chuan sang three times, Xie Qinghe got up and walked to the side of the piano case, and sat down on his knees.

A piece of "Cloud Sky", which is beyond the sky.

Fu Chuan was lying on the side of the piano table, watching Xie Qinghe's slender fingers stroking the strings lightly, and the ancient and clear piano sound was like a fairy.

He clearly heard the sound of the piano, but it seemed that he couldn't hear the sound of the piano at all.

Da Yin Xisheng.

The Tao is contained in it, so it cannot be said.

The song is over.

"puff--"

Xie Qinghe spat out a mouthful of black gore.

"Ouch!"

Fu Chuan covered his belly button with shock.

Both of them were shocked by the other's reaction, Xie Qinghe wiped the residual blood from the corner of his mouth, stood up and supported Fu Chuan: "What's wrong?"

Fu Chuan clutched his stomach, first went to see the blood stains Xie Qinghe vomited on the ground, and was relieved when he found that it was congestion.

Practitioners, once injured, may accumulate blood in the body.Some blood stasis naturally dissipated with the vigorous vitality.There are also some bruises that are accumulated in the body and cannot get out, which will lead to serious problems after a long period of time.What's being vomited now is blood, so I'm afraid it's a good thing, not a bad thing.

His own stomach is more strange: "It hurts a bit. It seems to be the dantian..."

Xie Qinghe pinched his wrist to feel his pulse, and said: "I want to look inside your deep pool, relax."

Fu Chuan's mind was full of confusion: "I haven't entered the Tao yet, where did I get the Profound Pond?"

Feeling a familiar stream of pure essence flowing slowly from the mutton, Fu Chuan immediately realized that the elder brother was still avoiding it.Originally, he could go straight into the dantian, but he felt that the place was too ambiguous, so he went up a foot and tapped his fingertips on his Tanzhong acupoint.

He's actually kind of used to it.Before going to bed every day, he has to trouble his elder brother to help him refine his essence, his kidneys will be sucked clean, and his two balls will be drained... Hey, it's embarrassing to say it.

Now that familiar pure essence passed over his navel and slowly flowed in his dantian, he didn't have the slightest resistance at all, instead he had a very familiar feeling of intimacy.That is the big brother, the big brother can only protect, not hurt.

The warm real essence circled in his stomach, and the original tingling pain disappeared, leaving only a strange feeling.

Seems kind of empty?Still a little...hungry?

Xie Qinghe withdrew his instructions and looked at Fu Chuan with complicated eyes.

"What's wrong with me?" Fu Chuan also became worried.

"The foundation has already been built. The profound pond has just appeared, and it is urgently needed to build the profound." Xie Qinghe said.

Fu Chuan's eyes were a little blurred: "Huh?"

"You once said that what you practice is the one-hearted way?" Xie Qinghe asked.

"But I haven't entered the Tao yet?" Fu Faxing was confused, fingers stroking his stomach, "Am I in a lot of trouble now? Master hasn't taught me how to look inside, and I haven't done it yet." When building the foundation, why did it suddenly build the foundation?"

"You have worked hard for more than ten years. These days, I helped you refine a lot of essence and feed it back to you directly. It probably caused some changes in the internal force in the body, similar to the true essence after foundation establishment. It just so happens that today I also have a feeling in my heart, the piano is used to express my will, beyond the nine heavens, there is a Tao in it, your practice has arrived, and my state of mind has also been brought up by me. The foundation is established." Xie Qinghe explained.

Everything that happened today is mysterious.

Fu Chuan sang the song of hitting the soil, which made Xie Qinghe feel something in his heart, and he played the piano to control the sky.

Xie Qinghe's zither sound directly carried the incredible heart on the cloud. After listening carefully to Xie Qinghe's Fu Chuan, he directly entered the Tao and established the foundation. .

Now that Xie Qinghe vomited the blood from the internal injury 11 years ago, he felt much more relaxed.

Fu Chuan has benefited a lot, from a rookie who has never entered the Tao, to a Zhengda monk who can control the Profound Pond.

Both benefited greatly from it.

"Why is Dao Xin?" Xie Qinghe asked again.

Fu Chuan was a little embarrassed.

When Shangguan Shiyi entered Taoism, there happened to be a light snowfall in Hanshan.He watched the snow and entered the Tao, his Tao heart was clear, and his spear was also named Qingxue.

Fu Chuan has been learning spear skills from Shangguan Shiyi since he was a child. It is said that since he has not entered Taoism, the long spear he carries should not have a name.He insisted on calling his gun the Muhe gun, at least because he had thought about admiring and pursuing the senior brother as his own Dao heart - of course it couldn't be Xie Qinghe, Xie Qinghe speculated that it might be some of him who was ambushed Beautified "virtue"?

However, what Fu Chuan thought in his heart and what his true Dao heart was when he established his foundation may be completely different things.

Before Shangguan Shiyi entered Taoism, he did not know that he would enter Taoism by observing the snow, and his Taoist heart was clear.

"Can't you tell me?" Xie Qinghe asked.

"That's not true. It's just... some..." Fu Chuan was embarrassed for a moment, then whispered, "The gun's name is Muhe."

In other words, Fu Chuan's Dao heart has not changed.

After meeting his elder brother who is no longer in glory and is seriously injured, he still regards Xie Qinghe as his way to pursue his life.

No matter which side of Xie Qinghe Fu Chuan admired, maybe it wasn't the real Xie Qinghe at all, but just an idol created by Fu Chuan's memory and beautification, Xie Qinghe still felt an extremely shocking touch.

Everyone has their own way.

Even if he is as close as master and apprentice father and son, Xie Qinghe will not practice Shangguan Shiyi's way, let alone regard Shangguan Shiyi as his own way.

Fu Chuan's Dao Heart, Mu He.

An unruly young man who sang and shouted "What is the power of the emperor to me", but said that he wants to practice the way of his life, and he worships his elder brother.

admire.

Worship.

Si Qi.

Live your life.

After Xie Qinghe stepped down as the head disciple of the Hanjiang Sword Sect, he has lived in seclusion in the mountains for more than ten years, and he has long been used to the days of idle clouds and wild cranes.

He's human too, and gets bored, miserable, tired.Since he dedicated his health and future for the sake of the common people, he has been living in seclusion with peace of mind.

The meaning of living in seclusion is that what disaster happened to you, don't bother me, don't come to ask me, I don't want to save the world anymore.

His limited life was thrown into infinite obsession.

Always be enchanted, always practice in the enchanted world.

Always struggling to be healthy.

I want to get rid of the phantom poison, get rid of the endless demons in my body, and completely get rid of my legacy.

His only thought is to fill up the treasury in his Xie Qinghe's room, and to be a patriarch who will be admired by future generations, so that the disciples and grandchildren who walk into Xie Qinghe's room will worship and gain blessings.

until now.

The junior brother accidentally established the foundation, and told him with some embarrassment that the spear's name was Muhe.

... Am I really that good?

Is my virtue adequate enough?Is it possible to let the younger brother to pursue life?

Xie Qinghe was startled in horror.

It seems that the heart that died 11 years ago is beating again.

There is no chance of knocking out the matter of Dao Xin and starting over again.If he doesn't tremblingly become an "idol" that the younger brother will recognize, the "idol" in the younger brother's heart will be shattered one day...

Xie Qinghe didn't dare to think about it.

With a shattered Dao heart, the little junior brother will be crippled immediately!

Thinking of this, Xie Qinghe's teeth itch a little.

What the hell is going on with this kid?

The heart-keeping kung fu is poorly practiced, and the mind-swapping almost ruined all the boy's kung fu.

Now the establishment of the foundation is even more extreme, and he actually regards chasing himself as his Dao heart!Don't you know that people's hearts are changeable?How can anyone treat a person he doesn't know at all as his Dao heart and persist in chasing him for the rest of his life?

I had an erotic dream, and I asked my elder brother to watch over me to help refine the essence, and I asked my elder brother to watch over me when I was sleeping.

After Zhuji confirmed his Dao heart, he actually asked the elder brother to be a "saint" well, otherwise his Dao heart would be broken and collapsed again.

You depend on me for the rest of your life, right? !

Xie Qinghe was very angry.