Brother is also a high-risk occupation

The two lines of words clearly appeared in front of Zhou Yan, and the only sound of Zhou Yan's breathing was the only sound in the empty and silent hall. These two lines of words were extremely small against the background of the hall, but they were constantly magnified in Zhou Yan's eyes.

Emperor of Heaven, Yunwu.

His younger brother, Spruce.

Everything before seems to be explained, why Yunwu appeared on Yingzhou Island, and why Chi Ying knew him, but was only willing to tell Zhou Yan his name, and kept silent about anything other than his name.

And the person possessed by Moxiu Qingzhou shouted his hated brother one after another. Now, in front of these two lines, Zhou Yan guessed slightly, and he had the answer.

Trapped in the secret realm of Duanzhou, unable to get out physically, but able to send a letter to Qingzhou Moxiu, Zhou Yan kept thinking about other places, but he never thought that that person might be Yunshan suppressed by the formation.

He lowered his eyes, there was a solemn silence between his brows, his light-colored pupils silently looked at the two words in the first line, and there was a kind of peace and tranquility in his eyes.

If you don't look at his trembling eyelashes.

Zhou Yan's hand holding the Scorching Sun Sword was tightly clenched, pale blue blood vessels emerged from his fair skin, he didn't notice it at all, he just stared at the word A Yan in a daze.

He recalled what Chi Ying had said to him in the small temple in Qingzhou, and the story that Kai Lang had told him on Yingzhou Island, which he recalled haphazardly.

They said that the Emperor of Heaven once had a lover, who was a wisp of weather inexplicably rising from the polar region beyond the three realms and turned into a human form. The people are destitute.

The Emperor of Heaven calmed all troubles for him, even if he was favored and spoiled, even if he died in the end, the Emperor of Heaven would set up temples and light lamps for him, and never forget him.

The Emperor of Heaven is Yunwu, on Yingzhou Island around the blue sea, Yunwu calls him Ayan, at this moment, on the golden pillar of the main hall, Yunwu once engraved the words "Ayan help me".

Zhou Yan blinked, suddenly, he didn't know when and where he was, only felt the remaining soul in his body wandering away from this body.

Until the sound of the golden pillars moving woke him up, Zhou Yan shivered as if recovering, and saw the golden pillars standing at the four corners of the hall, except for the one in front of him that did not move, the other three were slowly moving towards him. The former one comes closer.

But after a while, the four pillars were pasted together in a row.

The main hall was already big, and the four pillars were also extraordinarily thick, and they were scattered in the four corners of the main hall and were not visible. Now that they were crowded together, Zhou Yan discovered that they actually took up a quarter of the space of the main hall.

It's like a small attic that was born alone in the hall.

Although Zhou Yan was in a state of confusion at the moment, he still raised his spirits and carefully watched the unusual pillar in front of him.

The next moment, the columns of the crowded columns started to rotate, and as the columns rotated and opened, a small door appeared in front of Zhou Yan.

The inside of the door was extremely dark, lying quietly in front of Zhou Yan, as if silently inviting him in.

Zhou Yan didn't move, just stood there motionless, confronting the door for a long time.

After the column was rotated, the two lines of writing carved by Yun Wu were right next to the door, and Zhou Yan could see those two lines of writing with a glance from the corner of his eye.

After a long time, Zhou Yan closed his eyes, exhaled lightly, and stepped into the door.

He had to go in and figure out what was behind these two lines.

The slender and thin figure disappeared behind the door, and the hall returned to its empty appearance. After a while, the facial features of the Panlong coiled on the pillar began to change. Not long after, the angry and resentful expression changed suddenly and became Four smirking faces.

The moment Zhou Yan stepped into the door, he felt the familiar feeling of dizziness again, but this feeling was not as long-lasting and turbulent as the entrance of the secret realm, but in a moment, Zhou Yan came to a strange space.

The gate of the city surrounded by pillars is actually a teleportation formation.

Zhou Yan's eyebrows twitched, and he began to observe the space he was transported to.

Unlike the main hall, this dark space looks boundless. The place where Zhou Yan stood was a white jade bridge that was born above the void. One end of the white jade bridge was under his feet. The height of the bridge arched high and stretched into the darkness far away .

Standing on the side of the bridge, Zhou Yan went to look at the end of the bridge, but saw nothing but a faint glowing spot on the other side of the bridge.

Since it's too far away to see, let's go over and have a look.

Zhou Yan lifted his foot and stepped onto the Baiyu Bridge.

From the moment he stepped on, the space of the bridge under his feet swayed a circle of ripples, and the ripples became bigger and bigger, until they were about the size of a standing bronze mirror, and then stopped expanding.

Zhou Yan looked down, and after just one glance, he stopped breathing.

On the ripples, a scene appeared.

The person in the picture is holding a sword, half of his face is covered by loose hair, but the half of his face that is not covered is stained with blood, he is holding the sword, and one exposed eye is bloodshot, numb and cold .

It actually looked like Zhou Yan.

Zhou Yan squatted down in disbelief, wanting to touch himself in the ripples, but when his fingertips touched the ripples, the image disappeared as soon as the ripples swayed.

Zhou Yan raised his head suddenly, and saw a new ripple not far from the bridge deck.

Zhou Yan got up and stepped forward, stepping on new ripples, the ripples swayed, and a new picture appeared again, and the picture disappeared after only a few breaths.

Just ten steps and one ripple, Zhou Yan walked five hundred steps and saw fifty scenes.

After the last scene appeared, he also walked the entire white marble bridge.

The young man's face had turned pale.

Fifty pictures connected together, only said one thing:

Holding the Scorching Sun Sword, he stabbed at Shen Wang like crazy, and behind him stood a smiling Yun Wu.

Although I didn't see the last scene of the sword piercing into Shen Du's body, the result can already be imagined.

When he met Shen Wang for the first time, Shen Wang was the illegitimate son of Tong Guangzong's Shen family master, but he was only fourteen or fifteen years old and had no spiritual power at all.

The divine bone belonged to him. If he was an ancient god, the only way to become like this was to re-enter the cycle of reincarnation.

He still has Shen Zhuang's divine bone in his body, and Yun Wu once said that he put the divine bone in Zhou Yan's body under his own eyes.

Coupled with the scenes of past events on the Baiyu Bridge, the reason for Shen Wang's re-entry into reincarnation seems not difficult to see.

It's ridiculous that he was so active in helping Shen Wang find the god's bone, and came to the secret place of Duanzhou, acting as if he was thinking of him. It turned out that he killed the other person with his own hands, pulled out the god's bone and pressed it in his body.

As a result, Shen Wang could only re-enter reincarnation and become a mortal with nothing.

Zhou Yan's fingertips were cold. When he saw the two lines engraved on the golden pillar just now, the Scorching Sun Sword, which he was still holding firmly in his hand, was crumbling between his wrists.

The scenery at the end of the Baiyu Bridge was completely displayed in front of Zhou Yan. It was a magnificent palace with overlapping eaves and buckets, which were endless.

It is not like a palace on earth, but like a fairy palace.

But Zhou Yan was in no mood to take a look.

With a clang, the Scorching Sun Sword finally slipped from his palm and fell to the ground.

Zhou Yan took two steps back, trying to find something to support himself, but the only thing that hit his lower back was the cold bridge wall.

He stretched out his hand to hold onto the bridge wall. He swayed, as if his anger had been sucked away, and he slowly fell to the ground along the bridge wall.

The bridge wall was cold, Zhou Yan curled up, pressed his face against the bridge wall, and felt a bit of warmth.

He pursed his lips tightly, closed his eyes, and sank himself into the boundless darkness.

At this moment, he loathed himself immensely.

After a long time, a voice woke him up.

The incomparably familiar voice was a bit mockingly cold: "Senior brother, what's wrong?"

Zhou Yan shivered.

He clenched his hands around his knees, his thin fingertips tensed, leaving a deep wrinkle on the clothes at his knees, and finally slowly opened his eyes.

He raised his head, his eyes were moist, and he saw Shen Shen's face in a haze.

He seemed to have just come out of the palace, with an expressionless face and tensed jaw, standing two steps away from Zhou Yan, looking at him with his head slightly lowered.

There was resentment in his eyes.

Zhou Yan was stunned by the resentment, he wanted to ask Shen Wang if he saw the picture on the bridge, but there was resentment in his eyes, Zhou Yan understood everything,

He opened his lips, and the words in his mouth came out: "Isn't it..."

The last word turned into a muffled hum.

He was kicked in the chest by a kick that contained powerful spiritual power. Before he could finish his sentence, his throat moved, and the smell of blood and rust rose in his mouth.

Without saying a word, Shen Wang kicked him in the waist and abdomen again.

Zhou Yan's back bent unbearably, and his body instinctively folded up, trying to protect his softest waist.But his hands on the bridge were tightly tensed, and he stiffly straightened his back, exposing his entire front body to Shen Du without reservation.

He turned his head slightly, put his cheek against the bridge wall, opened his eyes mechanically, and looked towards the other side of the bridge.In a trance, he thought that he should let Shen Wang have a good time, he gouged out his god bones, and caused him so far, only got two kicks, how to let Shen Wang vent his anger.

Shen Wang squatted down, looked at Zhou Yan, who was silent, pale, and his lips were particularly red because of the blood, and smiled bitterly. He grabbed Zhou Yan's skirt, and in the next second, his fist It fell upon him.

Zhou Yan just lowered his head in silence, bit his lip firmly, and didn't make a sound.

His vision gradually became blurred, as if he had hallucinations, and he saw another Shen Wang in his eyes.

That Shen Wang galloped over from the other side of the bridge, with a ruthless face, he kicked the Shen Wang who was in front of Zhou Yan away.

He knelt down, grabbed his arm, and hugged him tightly.

With his chin resting on the head of the person in his arms, Shen Wang still couldn't forget the scene he just saw, he didn't know whether it was out of anger or in a hurry, he lowered his head, his hot breath hit Zhou Yan's ears, and he gritted his teeth and said : "Zhou Yan, don't you have a long memory, don't you know how to hide?"

After he finished speaking, he felt that the person in his arms was motionless, and Shen Wang suddenly panicked. He stretched out a hand to clasp the back of Zhou Yan's head, exerting a little force, and the person in his arms obediently followed his strength to lift up. nod.

Cried.

The tears were also silent, there was water in the eyes, there was too much to hold, and it flowed down from the end of the eyes, to the chin, and then dripped down the chin, Shen Wang hurriedly stretched out his hand to catch it. When he touched Zhou Yan's chin, he felt ice-cold.

The anger in his heart was wiped out by the tears, and he didn't know why, so he could only hold the person in his arms tighter at a loss, and looked up to find the person who pretended to be him and kicked Zhou Yan just now. The man had already reached the gate of the palace, and entered the palace in a blink of an eye.

Shen Wang suppressed the tyranny in his heart for a while, and went to look at the person in his arms. He reached out and gently wiped off the blood from the corner of Zhou Yan's mouth, and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't blame senior brother."

Zhou Yan shook his head silently.

Shen Zhu's hand went down along the corner of his mouth, the back of his hand pressed against his neck.

It was also cold without any warmth.

Shen Wang smiled reassuringly, and asked in a low voice: "What's wrong, senior brother, his face is so cold."

Zhou Yan didn't answer him.

Shen Wang was not in a hurry, he continued to lower his hand, trying to touch the place where Zhou Yan was kicked, but his hand was caught in the middle.

Zhou Yan held his hand with thin white fingers, and said in a hoarse voice, "I'm sorry."

Hearing his words, Shen Zhu hummed in a low voice, held Zhou Yan's cold hand in his back to warm it, and wrapped his other hand around his back, stroking his trembling back over and over again, using his own Unaware of the gentle voice said: "Brother, tell me why you are sorry for me."

Seeming to be comforted by him, Zhou Yan opened his eyes wide and told him what happened after the two separated at the entrance of the secret realm.

He was a little excited, and there were even some repetitive sentences in his words, Shen Wang didn't show any impatience, and just followed his words infinitely tolerantly.

Zhou Yan said that he suspected that he helped Yunwu suppress Yunshan.

Shen Wang rubbed his chin against the top of his head, and said with a warm smile: "Senior brother is really powerful, he can also set up an army to suppress the younger brother of the Emperor of Heaven."

Zhou Yan clutched the lapel of his chest, saying incoherently that he was afraid that Ayan was talking about him.

"Don't be afraid," reaching out his hand to wipe away the tears on his cheeks, Shen Zhu rolled his eyes, "I'm here, brother don't have to be afraid."

Zhou Yan shook his head again, and told him what he saw on the bridge. When he said this, he lowered his head not to look at Shen Wang, shrank back from his arms, and pulled his hands away from him. come out.

Shen Wang didn't like this, his arms tightened again, and he forcefully imprisoned Zhou Yan in his arms, letting his chin rest on his shoulders.

Shen Wang lowered his head, his lips were about to touch the tip of Zhou Yan's ear, he said softly: "Well, brother is going to kill me, then what?"

Zhou Yan closed his eyes: "The man pretended to be you, and I thought, if you hit him, you should hit him."

After he finished saying this, he felt that Shen Zhu who was holding him pinched his shoulder and pulled back slightly, and the two of them looked at each other.

"This is wrong," the person who has been obeying him said in a serious tone, "Brother, remember, only this point, I will not do anything to my brother no matter what."

Zhou Yan opened his mouth: "I want to kill you."

His tears stopped, the end of his eyes and even the tip of his nose were red, he said in a daze.

Shen Zhu's throat moved, and he couldn't hold it anymore, he rubbed his cheek with the back of his hand, his eyes darkened: "Senior Brother, kill me if you want, but remember, even if Senior Brother kills me, I won't move your."

After he finished speaking, Zhou Yan blinked his eyes, tears were still hanging on his eyelashes, and in the blink of an eye at this moment, tiny teardrops fell on Shen Zhu's hands, like dew falling from a flower stamen.

Zhou Yan was puzzled and said, "Then if I kill you, what will you do to me?"

Shen Wang was caught in a tight breath by his words, he stared at the young man's red lips, and asked word by word: "Brother really wants to know, if you kill me, what will happen to you?"

Zhou Yan nodded without hesitation.

The next moment, Shen Wang supported the back of his head and pressed him against the jade behind him, and immediately after, another lip was pressed on his lips.

With some urgency suppressed for a long time, it occupied his lips/tongue uncompromisingly.

Zhou Yan froze, and the hand hanging by his side was about to push him away subconsciously, but then a hand pinched his wrist, and that hand forcefully cut open his thin fingertips. That hand also landed on the jade bridge wall.

Looking from a distance, one can only see Shen Juan's broad and straight back, the person imprisoned in his arms is tightly held by him, only a little of the clothes are exposed, and a very docile one is pressed against the bridge wall by him. White wrist.

Although the wrist was trembling slightly, and the soft fingertips pressed hard against the back of the hand that imprisoned it, they couldn't escape the restraint after all, only the white fingertips trembling silently remained.

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