I'm going to fight

In the evening, the four of them really lived up to the expectations of this troublesome spirit. After the assembly, they stood outside the door of the brothel, like four great gods, scaring away several guests.

Situ Che played the piano taught by Li An. Unlike Li An, who prefers soft rhythms, he likes to play battle songs most. It is sonorous, powerful and majestic, arousing the fighting spirit of the listeners.This is also in line with the walking murder weapon Suanni Tianjun.

So when Fusang heard the melodious and lingering tune coming from inside, his eyes became cold and his face was sullen.

After more than half an hour, Situ Che finally came out holding the door. Looking at the four of them, he smiled ostentatiously: "Have you been waiting for a long time? The sisters just said that they gave me the reward only after drinking with them..."

Fusang's face turned black into a pot cover.

Situ Che's face turned slightly red, and he started the first thing after he was drunk - reciting poems and making love.

"Advise you to finish another glass of wine, and if you have the guts, don't leave...see if I don't beat you to death."

"Really, if you know it's not easy to make money, don't always stay in the best hotels." Situ Qingrang complained, and stepped forward to memorize Situ Che.

The smell of alcohol on Situ Che's body was very strong, but it was difficult to hide the smell of powder underneath.His outer robe was slightly open, he looked like a flirtatious dude, his fingertips got rouge from nowhere.

Fusang suddenly said, "Fusang, I kind of hate being with you."

"Miss Fusang?"

"Walking with you, Your Highness has worked too hard." Fusang gritted his teeth and said, "You are a human race, and you are also nobles. He is afraid that he will offend Situ Xianzhi, so he dare not neglect you."

She frowned, "It's not as bad as you said, the gods are all dragons, there should be..."

"He is a god of war, not that delicate. Even the things His Royal Highness Yazi bought for him were poorly put into the cabinet, so you told him to go to that kind of place!" Fusang opened his eyes wide, glanced at several people, In the end, it fell on Jing Zhao, "The Protoss are most taboo about female sex. If they go in and out of this land of smoke and willows, if the upper gods of Qingkong Tiandian find out, he will be ruined."

Fusang was very arrogant when he said this, and wanted to say a few more words, but his head was heavy, Situ Che put his arm on her head, and began to give orders.

"Your Highness!"

"This pillar is not very stable..." Situ Che pressed down twice, ignoring the angry bird, and pointed at Situ Jingzhao, "Over there, don't look at others, just say you!"

Situ Jingzhao was very helpless: "I didn't look at other people..."

Situ Che narrowed his eyes, let go of the Fusang, and walked towards Jing Zhao step by step, "It's very dragging, dangling around, I don't know if I'm dizzy?!"

"I didn't shake..."

"The wine is so bad..." Situ Qing rubbed his temples.

Fusang was also annoyed, "It's over, I forgot about such a troublesome thing Your Highness."

"Get the eldest brother away first..." Before Situ Jingzhao finished speaking, he received a devastating blow.

"Look at me!"

Situ Che was very excited, and jumped on Jing Zhao's body at once. The latter staggered and almost fell half to death. After finally balancing, Situ Che wrapped his arms around his neck and shouted very hard: "Drive!"

"... Oh." Ma Jingzhao felt that he was still working hard.

Although Jing Zhao was not in very good health since he was a child, he was still the tallest among them. It would not be too hard to carry Situ Che, but Situ Che would vomit every now and then.

How could Situ Jingzhao let him get his wish? He said to him, "Stop arguing and eat fish", and Situ Che settled down.

Although the inn was some distance away from Flower Street, it was not too far to walk. When the four of them came over, they thought they would see Situ Che sober, so they didn't come by carriage.

So Situ Jingzhao was tortured.

Qing Rang wanted to help, but Fusang saw the dagger in Situ Che's sleeve with his sharp eyes, and avoided a tragedy in time.

After Situ Che returned to the inn, he could walk by himself, but he couldn't let go of Jing Zhao: "Why are you running!"

"My brother will definitely jump up and down again when he wakes up tomorrow." Qing Rang smiled wryly.

Fusang looked on coldly with disgust, "No, His Highness is a typical forgetful person, and he will never remember."

It's still an old saying, if you let your guard down because you think the alarm is gone, then you don't understand Situ Che too well.

Situ Jingzhao felt that carrying Situ Che back and listening to "the fire that lights up my life fire fire fire fire" was not a big deal, but transporting the old man back to the room was nothing short of a nightmare.

Situ Jingzhao supported him and said nothing all the way, but Situ Che kept rubbing against his arms.

Situ Jingzhao, who is full of vigor, still thinks that it is easier to walk on the road of being a horse and carrying Situ Che on his back.

"Don't move around." When Situ Che leaned over drunk again, Situ Jingzhao pressed his face down.

As a result, Situ Che kissed him as soon as he came up.

Torment!

Absolutely torture!

Situ Jingzhao endured the terrible harassment, lowered his head, his ears were slightly red.

As soon as he entered the room, Situ Che sat sprawled on the floor, refusing to get up. Situ Jingzhao glanced at Situ Che who was smiling at him, and closed the door behind his back.

Situ Che leaned against the wall, looked at him with slightly upturned eyes, and beckoned.

"What's wrong?" Situ Jingzhao knelt down in front of him.

Situ Che grabbed him with some strength. Situ Jingzhao had seen the sword in his sleeve, and his nerves tensed up.But Situ Che just narrowed the distance between the two of them, and stretched out his hand to hook his neck.

The weight on his body gradually increased, and Situ Che leaned forward and hugged him firmly.

Situ Jingzhao's eyes darkened, and he pursed his lips.

This is not a hug between brothers.

Because, the man in front of him has never left his defenseless side to anyone.

Just like the double swords he is good at, it seems that he has no defense, and he himself is the toughest shield.

Fit without gaps, total dependence and nostalgia, intimacy and hidden coquettishness.

Situ Jingzhao closed his eyes, waiting for him to speak.

"Jiazi, I miss you."

--coming.

Situ Jingzhao took a deep breath, and looked down at the bewildered man, who was staring at him without blinking, as if he would disappear if he closed his eyes.

The expression of nostalgia, tenderness, cherishment and nostalgia will only appear when Yazi is mentioned.

Absolutely not the expression he showed.

"it's me."

Situ Jingzhao stroked his face, lowered his head, and covered the man's lips.

The arms hooked on his shoulders tightened, Situ Che narrowed his eyes, and the tip of his tongue brushed across the opponent's lips, easily prying the lips and teeth open, and stormed the city.

The phoenix pupils reflected the half-closed ink color, and glistening watery light flowed out. Below the upturned pupils, there were moles of tears that eroded the soul.

That is the charm that evil spirits can't even reach.

The fiery red robe slipped onto his shoulders, and the peach blossom eyes that seemed drunk but not drunk stared straight at Situ Jingzhao, as if he didn't know what restraint was at all, just looking at each other could destroy people's will.

Situ Jingzhao retracted his outstretched hand, his fingertips sank deeply into his palm, and then pushed Situ Che away.

He glanced at Situ Che with a fragile expression, lit some sleeping incense, and turned around to hug the man who was leaning on him to the bed.

"Go to sleep."

It was not the first time he had seen Situ Che look like this.A long time ago, at the winter festival when he was five years old, Situ Che came to his room for no reason and wanted to sleep with him no matter what.In the second half of the night, he hugged himself like he was about to cry, and shouted the name "Jia Zi".

But in the end I still didn't cry.

When will this man cry?

This idea suddenly flashed in Situ Jingzhao's mind.

He smiled bitterly, and was about to leave when the corner of his clothes was pulled, Situ Jingzhao turned his head, and the disheveled Situ Che stared at him stubbornly with red eyes.

"Don't go."

"It's late, you should rest."

"Yazi, give me a kiss."

Seeing his almost coquettish elder brother, Situ Jingzhao lowered his head and kissed his face.

"Kiss again."

Situ Jingzhao obediently kissed his lips.

"I'll kiss you, come here."

"...No need." After taking several deep breaths, Situ Jingzhao said in a low voice.

Situ Che grabbed his clothes and said with a bit of a childish tone, "Don't leave me."

Situ Jingzhao knew that he still regarded himself as Yazi, looked at him for a while, and asked the question that had been lingering in his heart.

"Why? You know this is not allowed, for God."

"I don't care."

Situ Che hugged his waist, and said in a low voice, "Jai Zi, don't leave, okay? I don't want anything, I just want you."

"..." Situ Jingzhao opened his mouth. Originally, he wanted to ask, "Would you like to exchange it with the world?", but he didn't say anything in the end.

Once asked, the man in front of him who seemed to be obsessed with himself would pierce his heart with a dagger.

Because Ya Zi would never ask him that.

Tired all over, Situ Jingzhao finally got rid of Situ Che.He pushed open the door, Zhengshe stood outside the door, the moonlight cast a layer of silver on his back, when he heard the noise, he turned his head and smiled at him.

"It takes special courage to reject someone you like." She leaned on the railing, obviously watching the whole farce.

Situ Jingzhao ignored him, and instead asked, "Brother She is still up so late?"

"If you worry about me, you might as well worry about the gods."

The society meant something, Situ Jingzhao thought about it, and sighed.

"Drink so much wine, the wound won't heal..."

"You mean his right hand?" She suddenly smiled.

Situ Jingzhao said in a low voice, "Recently, I use my left hand to wield the sword, so I wonder if the injury is not healed yet."

"So he didn't tell you." She changed his posture and said slowly, "Shenjun's injury has long since healed. But, he can no longer hold the sword."

Situ Jingzhao froze, staring at She in disbelief, his lips trembling.

"What did you say?"

"When Situ's family met an assassin for the first time, his right arm and palm were pierced, remember." She narrowed her eyes and glanced at him, "The doctor has already said that if you get injured again, For those who practice martial arts, the right hand is useless."

Situ Jingzhao's face suddenly turned pale.

"Look at you, do you remember?" She folded her arms and smiled.

Of course he remembers.

The second time, when Situ's family destroyed the family, he blocked the knife for him.

It is the right hand that is used.

"it's me……"

He was the main culprit who caused Situ Che to be injured twice.

What a fool he is.

In the morning, I was still talking to myself, "I don't like sweets, I will remember that time", never thinking that the person who made my elder brother unable to hold the sword was myself.

Situ Jingzhao's body shook violently.

It was he who killed the elder brother.

Because of myself, too incompetent.

"I once heard him say that he wants you to get everything that my son-in-law has, right?" She took a panoramic view of Situ Jingzhao's expression, looked over his shoulder, and whispered, "It is true that the order of this world was destroyed by the demons. But...it is a world that relies on power."

The young man in snow clothes walked towards him step by step, and the dark shadows eroded his face bit by bit. His blood-colored pupils were magical, and they were particularly eye-catching in the shadows.The white and flawless snow color like the moonlight made the society more holy. His voice was sweet and gentle, but the next sentence came out like bubbles from a rotten swamp.

"Without power, you can neither protect the things you cherish, nor get the people you want. Situ Che, or the Lord Yang Yao, can never be yours... Whether your enemy is Situ Qingrang, Yazi is fine too. Do you know why? Because in this world, incompetent people can only be prey."

The author has something to say: [Brain Hole Theater]

Yang Yao raised his paw: "Girlfriend is broken, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah!" QAQ

Yazi: Good.

After speaking, he pulled up the pants chain.