Only senior brother is amazing

The Zhenwu League was trapped in Qingjia Mountain for a day and a night.

Seven days ago, Wujiang Demon Lord He Bei occupied Jiangdong, threatening to slaughter all 21 cities in Jiangdong, unless Xie Juan, the priest of the Beifu Temple, was exchanged to stop the slaughter.

In order to protect the 21 cities in Jiangdong, the priest went to Qingjia Mountain in Wujiang alone as a prisoner.

On the seventh day when the Demon Venerable imprisoned Xie Juan, he actually announced that the world would marry him as his wife, this move almost aroused the wrath of the whole Wulin.

The martial arts organization headed by Beifu and Southwest - the Zhenwu League gathers masters and intends to attack Shangqingjia Mountain to rescue the priests of Beifu.Unexpectedly, he received the wedding invitation from He Bei ahead of time.In order to rescue Xie Juan, the Zhenwu League went to Qingjia Mountain to attend the Hongmen wedding banquet.

However, before all their killing plans were implemented, they were seen through by He Bei, who was the Demon Lord.

He Bei set up a magic barrier, trapping the masters of the Zhenwu League on the mountainside of Qingjia Mountain, making them in a dilemma.It wasn't until the sky turned white and the sky suddenly began to rain lightly that these demonic obstacles were gradually washed away.

Zhenwumeng's vision suddenly became clear, and he planned to attack the top of the mountain according to the original plan, desperately trying to rescue Xie Juan.

At this time, in the Suli Palace on the top of Qingjia Mountain, red gauzes are everywhere, and the candles with nine lamps are still lit all night long.

The phoenix crown and rosy drape, broken pearls and broken jade are scattered all over the place, and the messy mandarin mandarin red quilt is laid down. Xie Juan, the priest of Beifu who is hailed by the world as a living god, is gasping for breath after the first break of the clouds and rain.His consciousness was slackened, his limbs were limp and weak, but he still had to accept three questions from the demon's soul in his ears.

"Brother, why are you so pretty?"

"Brother, are you comfortable?"

"Brother, do you want to come again?"

Xie Juan gritted his teeth, opened his bloodshot lips, and said one word: "Get lost..."

After hearing this, He Bei let out a burst of almost maniacal laughter.After laughing loudly, the corners of his mouth drooped quickly and his face became gloomy, and a sharp, hunting light appeared in his different-colored pupils.

He pulled Xie Juan into his arms, pinched his chin, and said in a teasing tone: "Xie Fuyi, we were brothers ten years ago, and we will be husband and wife ten years later, do you think this is not a close relationship? "

Xie Juan slightly raised his eyelids, looked at the stunning face that looked like a monster, and said word by word: "Nie, Yuan."

He Bei stroked Xie Juan's loose hair, bowed his head and bit his jade neck hard, leaving a deep tooth mark: "Nie Yuan, I also admit it!"

Xie Juan struggled in He Bei's arms in vain.On his half-naked atrium, the word "Hanchuan" is tattooed.He Bei rubbed the word with his fingertips, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously curled up into a smile.

"You have long had a deep love for me, why didn't you tell me earlier? You secretly tattooed my small characters on your chest, Xie Fuyi, everyone thought that the great priest was ruthless and lustless, who knew that he was secretly in love with Wujiang Demon Venerable behind his back? What do you think those decent people think of you? It's interesting to think about it."

Xie Juan's eyes were bloodshot, and there were still teardrops at the end of the eyes. They looked as thin and fragile as porcelain, and his voice trembled weakly: "Han Chuan... died ten years ago. It's dead, not you."

Xie Juan suddenly squeezed He Bei's hand, his expression softened:

"He Bei, it's too late to regret it now, stop it."

"If you are willing to stop, I will do whatever you want me to do."

"I'll go back to Fengyu Mountain with you. Let's leave the world and escape from the world. Don't kill any more people. Please, Hanchuan!"

Xie Juanqing has been proud all his life, and now he is willing to put down all his dignity to beg him.He Bei was taken aback for a moment, but immediately returned to that irreverent smiling face, and the pupils of his pupils were filled with mist.He held Xie Juan's wrist as if he was about to break it: "Brother, you are right, Han Chuan died ten years ago. You have to know, some people don't deserve to live at all! They don't deserve your rescue!"

Xie Juan stared at him for a long time, and found that the person in front of him was completely different from ten years ago except his appearance.The young man with a sword who used to be full of vigor and fresh clothes and angry horses, today, apart from his wantonness, there is only hatred in his eyes.

He was distressed.

Xie Juan touched He Bei's cheek with trembling hands, then propped himself up and pressed his lips against it.

This was the first time Xie Juan took the initiative to make out with He Bei, and He Bei froze.He didn't even bother to look at the most beautiful beauties in the world, but Xie Juan, he couldn't refuse.

He Bei called out in a low and hoarse voice: "Senior Brother..."

Afterwards, the two were passionately lingering together, and after an unknown amount of time, the long kiss ended.

He Bei raised his eyes to look at Xie Juan, who was short of breath and tired in his arms. He was wearing a crimson wedding gown, like a puppet with broken strings, and scattered delicate flowers. , There are traces of his brutality all over his body.

"Pfft-"

He Bei's chest was caught off guard, and a mouthful of black blood spat out from his mouth.

"Brother, you—"

He Bei trembled all over his body, his blood suddenly cooled down, his limbs were limp and weak, and his heart and lungs emanated a tearing colic, which made him break out in a cold sweat.

Xie Juan just relied on that kiss to poison him.

Xie Juan's eyes were clear and soft, falling on He Bei's distorted face due to pain: "Han Chuan, wait for me." He Bei's body gradually went limp, and he lay down in Xie Juan's arms and slowly closed his eyes.Xie Juan's last words hovered in his mind, becoming a nightmare.

"I will avenge your revenge, and I will atone for your sins."

Before the Zhenwu League attacked the Suli Palace, they saw thick smoke filling the sky on the top of the mountain, the raging flames burned the white clouds red, and the pungent smell of fireworks was everywhere.

Suli Palace caught fire.

The fire was raging, and the Zhenwu League could no longer attack, and retreated down the mountain one after another.

The fire burned for three days and three nights, turning the original Cuiyue Qianzhong of Qingjia Mountain into a black one, and finally the rain fell from the sky to extinguish it.

Everyone in the martial arts said that the sky has eyes, and he will take away the Wujiang Demon Lord, which is a disaster for the world, and burn it so that there is not even ashes left.It's a pity that Xie Juanyang, the priest of the Beifu, lost his life in order to disinfect the villains all his life, and died together with the Wujiang Demon Lord.

On the seventh day when the fire was extinguished, what shocked the world of martial arts was that Xie Juan did not die.Xie Juan was still alive, and he returned to the Beifu Temple intact. He first chopped off the [-] merit pillars he had accumulated for ten years, and then resigned from his position as a priest.

On the eighth day, Xie Juan traveled across the sea to Jinsha.

He used Wujiang Mozun's saber Yanshan sword to kill Bai Qiu, the leader of the Heaven and Earth Alliance, and took away three fragments of Hetu Luoshu, and gathered the three fragments he kept and the five fragments owned by He Bei. Put together the Luoshu of Wulin Zhibao River.

When everyone thought that Xie Juan possessed the complete Hetu Luoshu and wanted to overthrow the entire martial arts world, he actually held the Hetu Luoshu and died in the Jincheng volcano together, and was wiped out in ashes!

From now on, there will be no more Beifu priests who sympathize with the world and help the world, and there will be no Hetu Luoshu who has caused the martial arts to fight for a hundred years!

There is also no Wujiang Demon Lord who is full of evil and wreaks havoc everywhere.

He Bei woke up again in Fengyu Jianzhuang.He woke up in a place full of mountain flowers, with soft and thick red cloud-like fallen flowers under his body, and beside him was the oldest phoenix tree in the mountain.

He thought he had been poisoned to death by Xie Juan, dreaming back to Fengyu Mountain, dreaming back to his youth.But when he looked down at his warm crimson wedding dress, he realized that everything was not a dream.

In the palm of his hand lay a letter.Opening the letter, it was Xie Juan's thin, vigorous and clear handwriting.

Han Chuan kisses.

"When you opened this letter, I was no longer alive. Han Chuan, don't blame senior brother for insisting on going his own way.

For so many years, I have never forgotten the hatred, it's just that our methods are different, a man lives in the world, how can he be a cowardly person.I will kill the enemy, and I will destroy Hetu Luoshu with my own hands. For many years, some people have been crazy because of it, crazy because of it, and evil because of it.Now, everything should be over.

Han Chuan, when you were young, you asked me where people go after death.I said that good people will go to heaven to be gods.Bad guys go to hell.At that time, you were terrified, because you broke the master's inkstone, you were afraid that you would go to hell, you dared not sleep alone at night, you insisted on sleeping with me, and I laughed at you for being timid.

don’t worry.I cut off the [-] merit pillars of the Beifu Temple, hoping that the good deeds accumulated over the years can redeem your sins. With me, Han Chuan, in the next life, I hope you can be reborn into a good family with a loving father and mother.

Han Chuan, live well for me, guard Fengyu Mountain for me, watch the mountain of Fengyu flowers bloom for me.

Concentric, no regrets. "

Xie Juan sent him to Fengyu Mountain after poisoning him unconscious, and made arrangements for him before and after.

His hands are already dirty, but Xie Juan is clean, and he just wants to take the last trickle of muddy water for him..., killing Bai Hagi, destroying Hetu Luoshu... He could have left innocently, He should have been praised by the martial arts world.

He Bei's hand holding the letter was shaking violently, as if it was placed in an ice cellar, his blood was cold, and if his heart was stabbed with a knife, he would be so painful that he would almost be out of breath.

"Brother..."

He Bei's eyes were full of mist, and he bowed his head and sobbed.

Xie Juan took his saber, and what was pinned to his waist was Xie Juan's Shen Xuejian.He hugged the cold Shen Xuejian for a long time. When he was in a trance, he thought that Xie Juan was in his arms. When he woke up occasionally, he would find that his arms were still empty. The unbearable huge gap made him breathless.

In this way, he sat withered until late at night, when he raised his eyes to look at the yellowed but unlit glazed lamps on the Phoenix language tree, he murmured: "Senior brother, Han Chuan is afraid of the dark, come back and give it to me." Can Ning light the lamps..." These lamps were hung up one by one by Xie Juan.

He knew that his Han Chuan was most afraid of the dark.

He Bei believes that if a lover does not return, he has no intention of living.Looking back half his life, he only saw two words in capital letters 'absurd. "

"Senior Brother, Han Chuan is afraid of the dark, so Han Chuan will go and find you, okay?"

The moment Shen Xuejian sank into He Bei's chest, he smiled, and his tear-filled eyes shone like fireflies.After the heart was pierced, the excruciating pain made him completely relieved.

Feng Yuhua didn't sleep at night, she kept falling down and down, and finally covered He Bei Weiliang's body completely, as if covered with a thin quilt.Two silver butterflies hovered above the crimson flower mound made of phoenix flowers, fluttering their wings and flying together, and finally disappeared into the sky.

"Brother came to take Han Chuan home."

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