The whole division is begging for my forgiveness

When Yue Wuchen came out of the room, the two brothers of the Lin family were still waiting outside.

One stood under the corridor with a dignified expression, while the other walked back and forth, stomping on the pillar and cursing.

Shen Qingyuan knew that something was wrong, and had been kneeling at the door the whole time, not daring to move.

Seeing Yue Wuchen came out, the three of them rushed over immediately.

Without saying a word, Lin Jinghong pushed the door and entered, only to be blocked by Yue Wuchen raising his hand.

Seeing this, Lin Mobai knew that Yue Wuchen had something to say, so he quickly grabbed the impatient Lin Jinghong, tried his best to suppress the anxiety in his heart, and said in a deep voice: "Dare to ask Grandmaster Yue, what exactly is that young man inside?" What is the relationship with my second brother? He is obviously an ordinary person, why can he easily summon my second brother's Fuchen? What is the reason for this?"

"That's right, Master, that young man is really weird. Before... the disciple stabbed him with a sword before. It stands to reason that ordinary people would definitely not be able to survive, but he not only survived, but he can also use his body as a mortal. Forcibly using the Xuanmen Magical Artifact... and the stellar energy that emanated from him before, it's obvious...it's obviously weird!"

Shen Qingyuan knelt and raised his head with a dignified expression.

Yue Wuchen immediately heard the crux of the problem, and his expression sank in an instant, with a chill in his eyes, and he said coldly: "You mean, you stabbed the bloody hole in his chest?"

Lin Jinghong stared suddenly: "You took off Xiaojing's clothes?!"

Lin Mobai hurriedly scolded: "Shut up, don't interrupt!"

Shen Qingyuan broke out in cold sweat, nodded with a face full of pain, and didn't say anything more.

He was thrown flying by Yue Wuchen's palm, and fell heavily on the ground. Before he could get up, a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Yue Wuchen scolded sharply: "You know that he has a mortal body, but you dare to use a sword against him? This is what my teacher taught you on weekdays, telling you to point your sword at a mortal? Who taught you to be so bullying? of?"

"Master... Master, this disciple is at fault!"

Shen Qingyuan struggled to kneel up, bowed his hands and said: "The disciple is wrong, I beg the master to calm down!"

"Senior Brother Shen is not to blame for this, but me. I didn't make it clear at the time!"

Lin Jinghong was taken aback, he never expected that Master Yue, who usually looked at him with a kind face and kind face, would blow his apprentice away without saying a word.

Seeing that Shen Qingyuan was so seriously injured, Lin Jinghong subconsciously stepped forward to protect him and said, "It was my fault. At that time... Xiaojing tore my arm off at that time, and the intimate behavior of Xiaojing and Luo Suxuan spread throughout Nanyang. Oh, Senior Brother Shen mistakenly thought that Xiao Jing was also an evil cultivator, so..."

Although Lin Jinghong also hated Shen Qingyuan very much, he stabbed Xiaojing with a sword without saying a word.

But the person he hates more is himself.

Why did you shake off Xiaojing's hand at that time, why didn't you take Xiaojing along with you.

And why couldn't stop Shen Qingyuan in time, which caused Xiaojing to be seriously injured.

Lin Jinghong regretted it very much, obviously he had met Xiaojing a long time ago, obviously he should have recognized him, obviously he could have brought Xiaojing home in the first place.

But he was very slow, not only did not help Xiaojing, but he also helped and abused, helping the members of the Chang family and harming Xiaojing together.

Lin Jinghong suddenly remembered that when he first met Xiaojing in the secret forest, Xiaojing was wearing a wedding gown and his face was painted like a ghost. It was obvious that someone had forced him into a sedan chair and sent it to a sick ghost as a toy. He was overjoyed, and was disgusted by others, so he was told to go away overnight...

I also remembered that Xiaojing was tied up by him with the spirit rope and thrown into the woodshed. Because he couldn't eat with his hands, he could only kneel on the ground and eat a moldy steamed bun...

Maybe Xiaojing was really hungry at the time, and he didn't care whether the steamed bun was moldy or not.

Even when Lin Jinghong kicked the steamed bun away, Xiao Jing's eyes were still chasing the moldy steamed bun reluctantly.

When did the second brother suffer and suffer this kind of crime?

His second brother was born as a dragon and a phoenix among men, the proud son of heaven, whether in Linjian Villa or Wuji Dao Sect, he has attracted everyone's attention.

Always high above, never stained with dust, and always a celebrity of the immortal sect!

When will you be so embarrassed that you want to kneel down and eat a steamed bun under someone else's feet?

When did you bend over the festival, bend over the spine?

Lin Jinghong didn't dare to continue to think about it anymore, he just felt a terrible pain in his heart, and he knelt down as soon as his knees softened.

Pulling Lin Mobai's sleeve, he choked up and said, "It's my fault, it's my fault! It's because I didn't recognize the second brother, and it's because I didn't protect the second brother! Obviously...Obviously I have been with the second brother for a long time. Brother met! Obviously my second brother is right under my nose! Obviously Luo Suxuan has reminded me! He said, he said that it is the beautiful scenery in the south of the Yangtze River, and it is my second brother’s name! But I just didn’t recognize it. come out!"

Lin Jinghong hated him so much, he was with Xiaojing all the way!

But Xiaojing was ruined by Luo Suxuan under his nose!

The two behaved so intimately, they ate at the same table, and slept in the same room at night, they must have shared the same bed!

Even Xiaojing admitted it himself, he is already Luo Suxuan's man!

Duanxiu, Xiaojing is a Duanxiu!

His second brother is now a beautiful, yet extremely stupid, broken sleeve who has been wantonly tarnished by an evil way!

Lin Jinghong only felt an indescribable disgust, an indescribable disgust.

He didn't know whose fault all of this was, it could only be Luo Suxuan's fault!

Because it was Luo Suxuan who had been deceiving Xiaojing from the beginning to the end, inducing Xiaojing to make mistakes!

"Jinghong, get up quickly, it's not your fault!"

That definitely couldn't be the fault of Lin Jinghong alone, because even Lin Mobai himself didn't recognize his younger brother.

Not only did he not recognize him, but the first time they met, he grabbed Xiaojing's neck and used him to force Luo Suxuan to let him go.

He even said nasty things!

Whatever words kill people the most, that's what he said!

He said to Xiao Jing that he wanted to kill Xiao Jing, which was no less than saying to Lin Jing, "Why wasn't you the one who died?"

Back then, because of these words, Lin Mobai suffered for seven whole years.

During these seven years, he regretted all the time, why did he say such heavy words in the first place!

No matter how forbearing and strong Lin Jing was, these words were enough to break his heart!

Obviously Jinghong and Zhaoying are both his younger brothers!

How could he be so partial to one another?

Just because Zhaoying is older than Jinghong, because the second younger brother grew up not in Lin's family, and because the second younger brother has a submissive personality and doesn't fight or grab...

As the eldest brother, he selfishly gave Lin Jinghong all his brother's pets, intentionally or unintentionally.

And I forgot that the two younger brothers are actually of average age, and the one who doesn't fight or snatch is not a wooden man, he can hurt and cry.

"Jinghong, you got up first, it's not your fault, if you want to blame it, you can only blame good luck."

Lin Mobai helped him up, and brushed the dust off Lin Jinghong's clothes.

Suddenly remembered that Xiaojing's blood had sprayed on the back of his hand before, when he still frowned in disgust.

At this moment, he naturally dusted off Lin Jinghong's ashes, and felt that it was nothing, it should be done.

Maybe from the bottom of his heart, he was closer to Lin Jinghong.

Although Lin Jinghong and Lin Zhaoying are twins, their looks and temperaments are very different.

If we say that Lin Jinghong, who is impatient, willful and stubborn, has a fiery temper, like the sun above his head, as long as he is around, no one can ignore him.

No matter whether everyone likes him or not, anyway, there is Lin Jinghong everywhere, no matter where he goes, he can hear Lin Jinghong's anxious voice.

As for Lin Zhaoying, just like his name, she was as gentle as a shadow. She never fought or snatched, and would only stand in a certain place, smiling at everyone she saw.

Even when he met his eldest brother, he just bowed his hands and greeted him politely, well-behaved and deserted, no different from treating others.

Lin Mobai has always felt that he appreciates and likes the calmness and coldness of the second brother. Every time he sees the second brother, he is relieved from the bottom of his heart, thinking that the children of the Lin family are still very good.

But it's hard to avoid feeling that the second younger brother is too alienated and desolate to him, just like the moon above his head, desolate and desolate.

Lin Mobai likes the moon, but he thinks it is deserted, dissatisfied with the warmth of the sun, and wants to get closer.

This may be the difference between his two younger brothers.

The ones you like should be alienated, and the ones you don't like should be held in your arms desperately, and you will not let go even if you die.

He would yell in pain, cry, quarrel, show temper, willful and lawless. While he was bored, he tirelessly cleaned up Lin Jinghong's mess time and time again.

He doesn't cry out for pain, he doesn't act coquettishly, while he likes it, he has a leisurely time, and doesn't have to do anything for Lin Zhaoying.

Yue Wuchen didn't bother to watch the two brothers of the Lin family gossip, one cried and said that he was wrong, very wrong.

One with a distressed face, said in a soft voice, it's not your fault, it's not your fault.

According to Yue Wuchen, if a person really wants to believe that he is at fault, he should not cry in front of others.

There are many ways to punish yourself, aren't there?

Is it difficult to feel that I have made a mistake, and to lose one arm and one leg?

I feel that it is all my fault, find a place where no one is around, punish myself, and make amends, is it difficult?

Back then, Lin Jing felt that he was wrong, and he punished himself with three knives and six holes, blood on his hands; he also knelt on the steps to atone for his sins.

The punishments of Wuji Daozong are not too many, and it is roughly estimated that there are only about twenty kinds of punishments.

For 17 years before Lin Jingqian, he has always been strict with himself, abided by the rules of the school, studied diligently, and was never punished for being lazy and causing trouble.

But in the winter when he was 17 years old, he took all the punishments in one go.

Since the establishment of the Wuji Taoist Sect, Lin Jing has been the only one who has suffered all the punishments alone.

If Lin Jinghong decided that it was his fault, then Yue Wuchen didn't mind and let him also be punished by Daozong.

Just don't cry like this anymore.

My eyes hurt from crying.

Such a deep brotherhood, such a bond of flesh and blood, blood is thicker than water.

But these never belonged to Lin Jing.

Yue Wuchen also felt sad for Lin Jing, and at the same time felt ashamed and remorseful for what he had done.

He also punished himself severely in the dead of night and when there was no one under the moonlight.

Tempering the bones and splitting the soul, cutting out the heart with a sword blade, splitting the soul and splitting the body, ten thousand gus devour the heart.

Trying to feel the pain that Lin Jing suffered back then.

The cracked soul mark on his forehead and the flying white hair are the proof of his self-punishment at the beginning.

It is also Yue Wuchen's insignificant compensation to his apprentice, as well as his belated remorse.

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