He was a model in the world of self-cultivation in his last life.

One year later.

State of Yu, outside Yanshan City.

"Hurry up! What are you dawdling for? I don't want to eat anymore!"

The guard urged cursing.

The whip was whipped to the ground, and the people who moved the stones and polished the slabs were frightened, and all of them quickened their movements.

These people were all dressed in ill-fitting coarse linen clothes with a big word "Criminal" stamped on the back of the clothes.

It looked like a group of exiles serving their sentences in hard labor in a quarry.

Compared with the loose clothes of the prisoners, those tall and burly guards are even more nondescript.

The black government uniforms on them were too small, and they barely fit on them, bursting open.

Looking at the past, they are all big men with bare chests and legs, with a wide belt tied to their foreheads.

There are those who can't stand the heat, when they pull their forehead bands to wipe the sweat, they reveal the covered scars, but there is a striking word "flow".

——It turns out that they are the real exiles who have been tattooed and tattooed on their faces!

Now they turned their backs on customers, and even tied up the former guards and county magistrates to serve their sentences on their behalf.

The "prisoners" dared not speak out, but there was an old man with a white beard who cried and shouted: "The general is confused! You are not afraid that the matter will be exposed, and the emperor will sentence you to death?"

The head of the guard who was called "General" picked his ears.

He whistled at the servant who beat the whip most diligently.

"General, what are your orders?"

The lieutenant yelled in a rough voice, which made the general's head hurt even more.

He pointed to the white-bearded old man under the thatched shed who was howling on the ground non-stop, and said impatiently: "Hurry up and get rid of it, it's a hot day, it's going to make people angry."

The lieutenant made a bitter face.

He wondered: "The last time we got him away, he went on a hunger strike. The Master of the State Teacher is so stubborn, he really didn't eat for a day, and he almost died. You see, he is very old, or... just Just let him scream and you just think he's farting."

"Let your mother's dog—"

Bang! ! !

The general made a "fart" before making his mouth shape, but he was so frightened by the sudden explosion that he bit his tongue.

The lieutenant shrank his neck and looked towards the source of the sound with everyone.

I saw a mushroom cloud rising into the sky.

The deputy general was shocked: "General, which grandson blew up our mountain?!"

"You ask me who I will ask!"

The general covered his mouth in pain, hurriedly called for someone to bring the "prisoner" serving his sentence back to the prison, and called a group of his men to rush towards the smoking place.

When we arrived, we saw nothing but a bottomless pit.

The lieutenant boldly stretched his neck and looked into the pit.

It was dark and whistling strangely, as if it was going to the pit of the eighteenth floor of hell. Just one look at it made his legs go limp.

"My mother, general, what should I do now?"

The general rolled his eyes and had an idea.

He lifted the deputy general up and said: "Listen to me, go get a burning stone and write a few words..."

After hearing his plan, the lieutenant hesitated and said, "General, can this work?"

The general snorted coldly and said, "Doesn't the old emperor believe in destiny? I'll give him a destiny! Let me see how that monster can play tricks this time!"

The deputy general hurriedly took orders.

Jiuli and Gu Changling didn't know at this time that their return caused an uproar in Yu Country.

Crawling out of the tiankeng, they rushed to the Burial Sword Valley without stopping.

Crossing mountains and ridges, moving like the wind, occasionally a ranger hears the sound of the wind, and looks up to see a black shadow passing by.

And hurriedly, an hour later, Jiuli and Gu Changling arrived outside the Burial Sword Valley.

The Burial Sword Valley, which everyone in the rivers and lakes have been talking about, is actually a picturesque valley.

The mountains and rivers are beautiful, the old trees are vines, and the red peonies are planted.The wind blows through the valley, and there is a faint aroma of herbs.

Just like when Jiuli left, there was no change at all.

Seeing such a scene, Jiuli, who is close to his hometown and full of apprehension, suddenly smiles.

He squeezed the armrest of the wheelchair, and said pleasantly, "It's the big brother, it must be the big brother!"

Except for Wei Sangeng, no one can save the Burial Sword Valley after falling off the cliff and everyone in the world wants to vent their anger.

Except for the eldest brother, no one will take care of the Burial Sword Valley so well and keep his favorite appearance.

Gu Changling had a different guess in his heart.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, and said, "I'll leave first, and you should be careful."

Jiuli can't care about him right now, no matter whether he wants to return to the Lingyun Sword Sect or what, he waved his hand and said: "The promise has been fulfilled, Gu Daxia, please go ahead."

With a smile all over his face, he drove his wheelchair to the Burial Sword Valley.

16 years, a full 16 years!

He is finally back!

Brother, I'm back!

Seeing the impatience written on his back, Gu Changling cut off the last trace of hesitation, stepped on the sword intent and quickly came to a tree hole, and pushed away the entangled tree vines.

——The things that were placed in the tree hole many years ago are still there.

After a while, a person emerged from the tree hole, but it was a man in black, holding a long sword, and wearing a silver mask.

Jiuli rushed back to the hut in the valley at the fastest speed.

He missed his elder brother so much that he couldn't wait another second.

Originally thought that the little black sword had brought them to the space of the 33rd heaven in the blink of an eye, and they would be able to return to the Burial Sword Valley soon.

But he didn't want to cross the void all the way, and it took more than a year to get there.

When crossing the barrier, the power is suppressed by the world consciousness.

Not only the cultivation of Jiuli and Gu Changling was suppressed to the early stage of foundation establishment;

Even Xiaobai, who had already been promoted to Lingbao, was restrained. It was an accident that made such a big noise when he landed.

Fortunately, even though things took a long time, he finally came back here.

"Big brother!"

Before seeing anyone, he was already choking up.

When the wheelchair landed, the chickens by the fence cooed loudly and flew away with their wings fluttering.

Jiuli ignored it, and while rushing to the kitchen where the cooking smoke was growing, he shouted, "Brother, I'm back—"

Someone came out of the kitchen.

After seeing the man clearly, Jiu Li's voice suddenly stopped.

The heat in his eyes faded, he frowned and said, "Zhu Xin, is that you?"

Jiang Zhuxin, with frosty temple hair and wrinkled cheeks, was even more surprised than Jiuli.

She stared fixedly at Jiuli who was standing in the sun, and slowly looked away, looking at the shadow on the ground, her pupils shrank suddenly.

Jiuli didn't bother to study her abnormal condition carefully, and said anxiously: "Zhu Xin, where is my elder brother? Where is he?"

Jiang Zhu opened his mouth, and said slowly in a pale voice, "Master, you are back."

Jiuli nodded, pushed the wheelchair forward, and asked again: "Where is my elder brother, is he here?"

Jiang Zhuxin nodded, and beckoned, "Master, come in first. You are here, and he will be here soon. I'll pour you a cup of tea."

The joy on Jiuli's face paused.

No matter how carried away, Jiuli still noticed Jiang Zhuxin's abnormality.

She is so calm.

Not surprised by his return at all, as if it was just a trivial thing.

However, Jiuli was eager to find out the news about his righteous brother, so he followed Jiang Zhuxin into the house without breaking the news.

Jiang Zhuxin brought tea from the kitchen and handed it to Jiuli.Jiuli moved his nose and took the tea bowl calmly.

Jiang Zhu looked at him with gentle eyes, and his tone of voice was as soft as ever.

She said, "Master, drink quickly."

Jiuli lowered his eyes to look at the tea in his hand, pursed his lips, raised his eyes to look at her firmly, and asked softly, "Why?"

He really didn't understand why Jiang Zhuxin brought him a bowl of poison as soon as he came back after not seeing him for so many years, wanting him to die.

Jiang Zhuxin had followed him since he was a child, and knew Jiuli very well. One look at his expression, and he knew that things had been exposed.

Glancing at the tea in Jiuli's hand, she sighed and said, "It seems that the young master won't drink it anymore, so—go to hell!"

She sharpened her eyebrows, and suddenly pulled out a dagger from her sleeve, aimed at Jiu Li's heart and stabbed fiercely——

No matter how fast Jiang Zhuxin's movements were, in the eyes of Jiuli today, they slowed down countless times.

With a sigh in his heart, he raised his hand to block the opponent's attack, but there was a hand that was faster than him.

Someone pinched Jiang Zhuxin's hand and touched her body, and Jiang Zhuxin froze in place immediately, unable to move.

Her pupils trembled, she rolled her eyes, looked up from the hand that crushed her wrist, and saw a mask that would never be forgotten.

And Jiuli Dao broke the identity of the visitor: "Brother!!!"

Jiuli threw himself on the person and shouted again and again: "Big Brother! Big Brother! Big Brother!"

Wei San shook off Jiang Zhuxin and patted Jiuli's head.

Jiuli hugged him tightly, looking up into his eyes behind the mask.

Those star-like cold eyes were filled with his familiar tenderness, reflecting his own appearance, so quiet and focused.

With a sore nose, Jiuli choked up and said, "Brother, I'm back, I'm back! I'm sorry, it's all my fault, I shouldn't have gone to the appointment without waiting for my brother. I was too stupid to fall for someone else's Trap. Big brother, I don’t want to leave you, I miss you every day, wow... Big brother, I’m really afraid that I’ll never see you again..."

He cried wantonly, like a lost child returning home.

It is wronged and afraid.

Wei San held his face in his hands and wiped away his tears, a little tear appeared in his eyes behind the mask.

"Big brother..."

Jiuli raised her arms and hugged him tightly, not letting go, venting all her emotions.

Surprises, fears, regrets, longings poured out in the crying without reservation.

Wei San even picked him up from the wheelchair, just like when he carried the skinny little child out of the dark secret room back then, let him nestle in his arms, and gently stroked his head.

Compared to the quiet child back then, Jiuli hugged him tightly, buried his face in his neck, and wept loudly.

Tears wet his neck and collar, very fresh.

Wei Sangeng listened to him crying, but his tense back slowly relaxed, the fear in his eyes faded away, only tenderness remained.

Like the warm sun in early winter, it is warm and warm.

Jiuli cried for a long time before hiccupping and sat up from Wei Sangeng's arms.

He looked down at Wei Sangen, sniffed and smiled, and said, "Brother, I miss you so much, I will never leave you again."

Wei Sangen held him with one hand and wiped his tears with the other.

Seeing his red eyes and tear stains on his face, he felt a little distressed.

Jiuli sniffed, hugged him and said coquettishly: "Brother, I can't eat or sleep well without you by my side, it's so pitiful."

Wei San paused when he wiped the corners of his eyes.

Jiuli said again: "I dare not sleep, because when I close my eyes, I miss my elder brother."

"Dreaming about Big Brother, I don't even want to wake up.

But no, I have to practice, I have to work hard to come back to see you soon.

Oh, by the way, big brother, Gu Changling and I fell off the cliff and fell into another world—oh, let’s not talk about that.Brother, how have you been all these years?Did you get sick, did anyone make things difficult for you, did you—”

Wei Sangeng pressed Jiuli's lips with his fingers.

Jiuli paused, looked into his smiling eyes, grinned, and showed a big smile.

His eyes were smiling like little crescents, and he asked Wei Sangeng: "Brother, do you miss me?"

As he spoke, he spread out a hand and handed it to Wei Sangeng.

Wei Sangen held his hand and nodded.

His hands were hot and damp.

Jiuli was startled.

Let go of the hand holding Wei Sangeng's neck, hold his hand with both hands and look closely, and see that his palm is sweating, Jiu Li hurriedly asked: "Brother, what's wrong with you, is there something uncomfortable?"

He became nervous, and he untied Wei Sangeng's wristband to feel his pulse.

Wei San stopped him even more.

"Big brother?"

Jiuli looked at him anxiously.

Wei San took a deeper look at him, spread out his hands, stared into his eyes, and wrote each word in his palm.

Jiuli read it word by word.

"Xiao, Jiu, we, we, Cheng, dear, let's—"

"..."

"Success, get married?!"

Jiuli suddenly lowered his head, looking at Wei Sangeng's eyes hidden behind the mask.

Dreams and reality collide!

Jiuli's brain thumped, his eyes widened slowly, and he said, "I, am I dreaming?"

Wei Sangeng: "..."

Just as he was about to write something in his palm, Jiuli threw himself on him and shouted, "It doesn't matter if you're dreaming! Brother, I like you! We'll—"

Jiuli turned his head to look at Wei Sangeng. Overjoyed, his spiritual power lost control and he cut the soft rope of Wei Sangeng's mask.

The mask falls—

With a bang, together with Jiuli's unfinished "kiss", it hit the ground.

Jiu Li was stunned, and the smile froze on his face.

Wei Gu Changling and San Geng met his eyes.

"Little Jiu, listen to me—"

"Gu! Chang! Ling!! I'll kill you!!!"

Jiuli's emotions and spiritual power went berserk.

Boom.

The thatched cottage was swept away by the murderous spiritual power and collapsed.