Junior Brother, I am really not a broken sleeve [Transmigration Book]

The imaginary collapse of the world didn't happen, what was just the robbery clouds receding at a high speed, and then the nine-colored auspicious clouds slowly gathered, and nine beams of nine-color soft light poured down, swirling and enveloping Luo Qingxuan in it.

Under the nourishment of the nine-color soft light, the spiritual power has become abundant, and the wounds, large and small, are also healing rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Luo Qingxuan's expression was blank, and he didn't pay attention to these things. His eyes were absent-minded, and he stared in a daze at the place where Hu Qianran disappeared without saying a word.

He doesn't understand, and he doesn't want to understand...

Why is this happening?

Is it wrong?

Why did Hu Qianran say those things to him?

What do those words mean, and how much truth is there?How much is false?

Who should he ask?Who can answer him?

'Hu Qianran is dead,? Are you satisfied? '

'This is the result you have been thinking about,? have been looking forward to? '

'Witnessing the feeling of the enemy's body and body being wiped out with my own eyes? Isn't it very happy? '...

Countless laughter and questioning sounded in my mind, every sentence was bloody, every word was heartbreaking, and it hit the soul directly.

"Brother, can you call me Xiaojiu again..."

"Xiao Jiu, I really miss you..."

"Because Xiaojiu really likes you very much..."

The words Hu Qianran said kept echoing in his ears, and Luo Qingxuan couldn't tell whether it was a dream or an illusion, and he didn't know whether to cry or laugh.

It hurts, it hurts!

Now he only feels a splitting headache,? A heart feels uncomfortable and is about to explode,? He is panting heavily, holding his head tightly with both hands, hoping to relieve some pain.

As the saying goes, "When a man is about to die, his words are good." Whether the words Hu Qianran said were true or not, Luo Qingxuan didn't even dare to think about them...

After an unknown amount of time, a clear and melodious female voice suddenly sounded from behind: "Senior, senior?"

Immediately afterwards, another familiar male voice came: "Rou Rou, what are you doing running so fast? Watch your feet, there are so many monster corpses, be careful not to fall."

Luo Qingxuan could recognize this tone without turning his head, the person who came must be Nangong Rourou and Tu Xiaodai.

Nangong Rourou bypassed the broken limbs of the monster on the ground, and quickly came to Luo Qingxuan: "Senior, what's wrong with you?"

"It's nothing." Luo Qingxuan's image at the moment was too embarrassing, his clothes were torn, and his body was covered in blood. Fortunately, the mask on his face was not removed, which just covered some unspeakable emotions.

Tu Xiaodai followed and stood in front of Nangong Rourou without any trace. He looked around casually, and finally his eyes fell on Luo Qingxuan. He frowned slightly and asked, "Strange old man, my adoptive father What? Were you not together before?"

"He..." Luo Qingxuan's eyes darkened, and he opened his mouth with some difficulty, but in the end he still didn't say the last two words.

"He is gone?" Tu Xiao died, thinking for a moment, showing a clear expression, and tongue: "Oh, this misery ... isn't it beaten by my righteous father?"

Nangong Rourou stared at Tu Xiaodai with some dissatisfaction, pouted and muttered in a low voice: "Your adoptive father is too harsh, anyway, senior has saved your life and my life several times, if you have anything to say, you can sit down and talk about it." Tell me, why did you hurt people like this?"

Tu Xiaodai scratched his head, grinned and said, "I'll just say it casually, it may not be my adoptive father who did it. The matter hasn't been clarified yet, so don't rush to draw conclusions."

"You two, please don't misunderstand me. The injury on my body was caused by beheading a monster..." Luo Qingxuan slowly stood up from the ground, and said hoarsely: "It has nothing to do with him."

Tu Xiaodai grinned, with a smug expression on his face: "If you hear me, I know that although the adoptive father has a bad temper, he usually doesn't want to hurt people indiscriminately."

Nangong Rourou turned her head to look at the corpses of monsters all over the place, covered her small mouth with a horrified expression and exhaled: "My God! You killed so many high-level monsters?"

It was horrible, no wonder it hurt like that.

Luo Qingxuan didn't answer, but he didn't know what he thought of, and slowly turned his eyes to look at Tu Xiaodai: "Tu Xiaoyou, why...call him foster father?"

Tu Xiaodai understood who the 'he' was referring to when he heard it, but he didn't understand why the strange old man in front of him asked such a question, and crossed his arms suspiciously and asked back: "You are asking such a strange question, right?" The father is the adoptive father, why not call the adoptive father? Could it be that you have been injured too badly, and your mind is also confused?"

Luo Qingxuan was silent for a long while before softly saying: "I mean...do you have any other relatives in your family?"

"My master died early, so I was just a senior sister. Oh, yes, now there is a cheap brother-in-law who brought me up." Normally, Tu Xiaodai would never bother to answer such a question. Boring question.

I don't know what happened today, but when I was stared at by the strange old man's eager eyes, I felt an inexplicable strange feeling in my heart.

"Can you tell me..." Luo Qingxuan paused, hesitated for a moment and then said: "Respect the name of the teacher?"

"Why are you asking this?" Tu Xiaodai frowned, with a guarded expression on his face.

"But the surname is Luo..." Luo Qingxuan felt a bit bitter in his mouth, but he still couldn't help asking: "Your name is Qingxuan?"

"How did you know my master's name?" Tu Xiaodai frowned like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, his face turned ugly, and he asked impatiently, "You know my master? No, could it be my adoptive father?" told you?"

"Sure enough..." Luo Qingxuan murmured to himself for a long time, then said with a bitter smile: "Your senior sister... is she alright?"

Tu Xiaodai looked cautious: "Who are you? Why do you ask me these questions?"

"I'm..." Luo Qingxuan was at a loss for words for a moment, then he paused and said perfunctorily: "It's just an old friend."

"An old man?" The more Tu Xiaodai watched, the more he felt that the old man's words and deeds were too suspicious, so he asked persistently: "Which old man, with a high surname, when did he become an old man with my master? Why did I Have you ever been mentioned by your adoptive father? Or, you took off the mask and let me take a good look, have you seen you before?"

Luo Qingxuan twitched the corners of his mouth, and tried to force a smile: "My surname is Mu, and my single name is a clear character. I'm an old friend with your master. I don't know because I live in the Forest of Warcraft and rarely go outside. Your master has already..., so I asked you a few more words."

Mu Qing?Could it be that Master met in the early years?

Tu Xiaodai still had doubts in his heart, but the other party didn't seem to have any malicious intentions, so he didn't continue to hold on, straightened his body, and performed a junior salute in a decent manner: "Is there any reason for the junior's words and deeds before?" For the situation, I hope that the seniors will be more forgiving."

"It's okay. Young people, you should live a free and easy life. If you really want to, you don't have to call me old and young. It seems cumbersome and boring. Call me from now on...Mu Lao." Luo Qingxuan originally thought He said 'Lao Mu', but when he thought of the pronunciation of 'Lao Mu' in Wuming's evil taste, he subconsciously paused and changed the order of the two words.

Nangong Rourou was as good as he was, and saluted with a smile: "Rourou has met Mu Lao!"

"Old Mu!" Tu Xiaodai smiled knowingly, and secretly guessed: When this old man was young, he must have been a person who would not let the elders worry.Mentioning the elders, he slapped his forehead suddenly and asked, "Old Mu, do you know where my adoptive father has gone?"

"He..." Luo Qingxuan hesitated to speak, a look of pain flashed in his eyes, and he shook his head vaguely: "He didn't say anything, and I didn't ask."

Tu Xiaodai understood his adoptive father's temperament very well. Even if old man Mu asked his adoptive father, he would not necessarily answer. Well, what about protecting me personally? The Forest of Warcraft is so dangerous, he didn’t even say hello, just left us and left? Hmph! When I return to the demon world, I must have a good talk with my senior sister !"

Hearing this, Luo Qingxuan's heart was filled with panic. Under the sleeves of his robe, he clenched his fists and his knuckles were green and white. His nails were already deeply embedded in his flesh. The feeling in his mouth became more and more bitter, and he had to try his best to maintain a smile: "Don't be afraid. , with me here, just follow me closely, and I will personally escort you home."

"Eh..." Tu Xiaodai was taken aback for a moment, and hurriedly put on a smiling face and politely declined: "Hehe, don't worry, I'm just going home. I know the way, so I don't have to bother Mr. Mu."

"Silly boy, this forest of monsters is so big that there is a possibility of encountering a wave of beasts at any time. You are not afraid of anything, but if you encounter danger like before, what will Rourou do? Have you ever thought about An Wei? Are you really so confident that you can protect Rou Rou comprehensively?" "I..." Tu Xiaodai looked embarrassed, blushing and speechless.

It was rare for Nangong Rourou to see Tu Xiaodai deflated, she covered her lips and chuckled softly: "Old Mu doesn't know something, the two of us originally wanted to go out, but we were blocked by two eighth-level monsters, and we wanted to take a detour , I ran into a ninth-level monster again, alas, the ninth-level monster is not easy to provoke, the two of us are too low in cultivation, we dare not startle the snake, so we can only go back the same way quietly, and walked around for several days , I found it here with great difficulty.”

Luo Qingxuan gave a soft 'huh', and his tone was very amiable: "That's the decision, I will personally escort you back. By the way, since you are here for the trial, it is not easy to return empty-handed. These are all high-level people on the ground. Warcraft, Warcraft is dead, it is a waste to leave the body here without taking the magic core, you can look for it yourself, see if there are any attributes you like, it doesn’t matter if you don’t need them now, let’s collect them for now, the journey of practice is long, always When it comes in handy."

Nangong Rourou frowned, "Old Mu, you are really a good person!"

Luo Qingxuan stood with his hands behind his back but smiled silently, and slowly raised his eyes to look at the vast sky. Although his face was calm and unwavering, it was as if karmic fire was burning in his chest.

nice guy?

Heh, the current him, no matter his soul or his body, has long been riddled with sins, so how can he be considered a 'human'?A sinner who is not even worthy of being a human being, how can he talk about a "good man"?

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