【Rebirth】Mermaid brothers love doomed

Feeling someone pulling him, Duan Juechen slowly opened his eyes.

Seeing the expected person, he smiled weakly.

"Senior Brother, Ah Chen is fine." His voice was weak and lifeless.

Seeing that he woke up, Lin Wanjiang suddenly let go, and said coldly:

"Go out if you have nothing to do."

When Duan Juechen heard the words, he quickly changed his words: "Ah Chen is uncomfortable, very cold, and has trouble moving."

Lin Wanjiang glared at him, and said fiercely: "Close your eyes, don't talk too much."

After saying that, with force on his hands, the boy's clothes were half taken off.

Seeing that the chest gauze oozes blood again, one can tell at a glance that the wound is soaked in water.

They all have cultivation bases, although they are not as profound as Yu Qingfeng, they are not unable to heal themselves.

Now that Duan Juechen's old injury has not healed, he has added a new one, it's shocking to watch.

Touching the gauze with fingertips, the young man's shoulder blades trembled slightly, his brows were furrowed as if he was enduring pain.

Lin Wanjiang asked, "You don't know how to heal?"

No, Duan Juechen has a good family background, and since he was a child, someone has specially instructed him to practice.

The young man slowly opened his eyes, and said softly: "If Ah Chen is well, senior brother won't worry about me."

Lin Wanjiang dodged her eyes and retorted, "That's absolutely not my intention."

Duan Juechen smiled, but didn't answer, he closed his eyes and waited for Lin Wanjiang to heal him.

The spiritual power that the senior brother can consume at any time is also a precious thing to him.

Lin Wanjiang didn't know what he was thinking, but felt that this person was deliberately torturing him.

Although spiritual power consumption is reversible, it also requires self-regulation, which is time-consuming and labor-intensive.

However, as a senior brother, he should shoulder heavy responsibilities, a habit he has developed since he was a child.

As long as he can do what he can, he will not leave any disciple in his sect alone.

The light blue spiritual flow accumulated along the fingertips, slowly injected into the boy's wound, and a burst of warmth flowed into the limbs and bones.

Although it won't heal immediately, at least it won't get worse. If Duan Juechen catches the wind and cold, any injury will be infinitely magnified.

Lin Wanjiang's eyes were as usual, seeing the young man's slightly raised lips, he panicked for no reason.

Why is this person pestered in every possible way?Why do you know him so well?

It seemed that one by one, he was determined to soften his heart.

This is the first time I think about it with my heart, Duan Juechen in this life is very weird, indescribably weird.

It's obviously the same person, why does his temperament change so much?

Duan Juechen in his previous life was very polite, even if both of them were men, he would not have any physical contact with him.

He seemed to hate touching other people, especially Lin Wanjiang.

Until he lost his mind, he took pleasure in torturing him, but he never touched him easily except when he was on the bed.

They had never embraced each other simply, nor had they kissed.

No matter how passionate he was, the man kept turning his head, not looking into his eyes.

When facing him, his eyes were always cold, and he seldom said anything.

Duan Juechen's nature is ruthless and ungrateful.

But why in this life, these eyes always follow him?

There is unprecedented enthusiasm in the eyes.

As long as he can touch him, that frenzy will turn into a madman, like a demon.

Duan Juechen liked him?

No, he had never seen such joy.

When the boy looked at him, his eyes were plundering.

Maybe it's because of possessiveness, maybe it's because he really has obsessions and wants to suppress his double cultivation.

The spiritual flow gradually slowed down, the wound stopped bleeding, Lin Wanjiang cut off the spiritual flow, and helped the boy up.

He said lightly, "Go and sleep on the couch."

He wanted to put Duan Juechen to sleep, go to Beimingwen, and ask some strange and secret techniques.

After all, his own rebirth is the biggest strange thing.

Lin Wanjiang looked at the young man, feeling more and more uneasy in his heart. A thought popped up suddenly but he felt it was absurd.

Duan Juechen listened to this gentle tone and was very obedient, letting Lin Wanjiang toss him.

After rummaging through the closet for a while, Lin Wanjiang brought out his slightly oversized jacket and put it on for the boy without looking sideways.

Fortunately, the underwear is completely dry and there is no need to replace it, so you won’t see anything you shouldn’t.

After changing the clothes and helping the young man to lie down, Lin Wanjiang sat beside the bed and continued to inject spiritual flow into the young man.

Until the person took a long breath, his body temperature gradually returned to normal, and his face became more flushed.

Tucking the quilt, Lin Wanjiang got up and left quietly.

As soon as the door was closed, the boy suddenly opened his eyes. Although he didn't know where Lin Wanjiang was going, he was not going to follow.

Lying down on his side, he was surrounded by the smell of Lin Wanjiang, and the bedding also had a light fragrance.

It would be great if I could live here all the time.

Thinking of this, the boy lifted the brocade quilt to let himself catch a cold on purpose, and slowly fell asleep.

Although it was late at night, but Lin Wanjiang knew that Wu Gu Peak had always been out at night, and Bei Mingwen was no exception.

Hold up the oil-paper umbrella and step onto the spacious stone road.

The roads are winding and deep, with one main road leading to the four directions, one leading to the entrance of the mountain gate, and two leading to the twelve peaks inside the gate.

Each peak is independent and does not disturb each other if there is nothing to do.

The night sky was gradually clearing, and the drizzle continued. Lin Wanjiang listened to the sound of the rain, and walked slowly.

Walking to the forking road, I ran into disciples of Zhenxiu Peak, all carrying baskets filled with vegetables.

They always get up early and go to bed late. Because of their lack of spiritual roots, they can only prepare meals for the door.

A little silver is distributed every month to subsidize the family.

The disciples of each peak perform their own duties, and Tianhai Sanqing never supports idlers.

Even though he is an inner disciple, he still needs to help Yu Qingfeng teach the outer sect from time to time, imparting some practice experience.

After saying hello, Lin Wanjiang continued on his way, sighing in his heart that the years are quiet now, and he only hopes for a prosperous and prosperous world.

Recalling the past life in a trance, when the elders of each peak were buried.

Zhenxiu Peak is among the few peak disciples who are not good at cultivation.

In order to resist the attack of the demons, the peak leader Jiang Zishan blood-stained the gate of the mountain, and he was still wearing the cotton cloth used to prepare meals on weekdays.

The disciples held cooking utensils one after another, and built a high wall with their flesh and blood to protect Mount Yuzhu, who was powerless behind him.

The disciples of Mount Yuzhu can only settle accounts, and they are all children of merchants.

When Zhenxiu Peak died, they were chased and intercepted by the demons.

The peak master Xu Jinchan led the disciples in the peak to risk their lives and went out to ask for help for Pepsi Peak, which dragged on for an hour.

The grand scene of Pepsi Peak is well hidden, relying on the strength of only one person to lead the six inner sects under his seat, and blaze a trail of blood.

At that time, he was caught by Duan Juechen, tied up in the room and sealed his meridians.

The last glance was Wei Ziqi and Bei Mingwen, they were entrusted by Yu Qingfeng to rescue him.

However, two fists are no match for four feet, and the two fell into the trap of the demon clan.

One's broken body was devoured by the demons, and the other desperately protected the corpse, and his limbs were broken by the demons.

How unruly is the elder Beiming?It is extremely disgraceful to die.

His limbs were limp and weak, he could only look at Wei Ziqi's body, crying and screaming hoarsely.

I just beg the demons not to gnaw on him anymore, and if they are hungry, they will eat his flesh and blood.

He raises Gu in his body all the year round, which is a supreme delicacy for the demons, and it tastes even better if it is eaten alive.

And that man is like a demon possessed, always sitting in the room and watching coldly.

He smiled from time to time, his eyes were full of pleasure, his expression permeated evil, extremely strange.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would never have believed that this person was his junior brother Duan Juechen.

Thinking of this, Lin Wanjiang didn't dare to think any more, only felt pain in his heart and chills in his back.

If Duan Juechen was born evil, it would be because he is too good at hiding, and he is an evil ghost under the human skin.

This kind of mind has nothing to do with past and present lives, and he can't provoke it.

When we reached Wugu Peak, the sky had cleared up, and the peak was really brightly lit.

All the disciples walked around, all dressed in black and holding strange magic weapons.

Lin Wanjiang has always been terrified of this, Wu Gu Peak is full of evil, which makes people frightened.

It is rumored that the disciples of this peak are never buried after death, but they made a promise before they were alive.

After death, the body was voluntarily handed over to the peak for people to raise Gu, and when the body was broken, it was burned to ashes and buried at sea.

There are soul-suppressing talismans posted everywhere in the peak, and soul-binding arrays are painted on the roads. Yu Qingfeng comes to deal with it once a year, every year.

As he approached Beiming Wenyuan, Lin Wanjiang stopped in his footsteps, and he heard a few small sobs, which were extremely painful.

Lin Wanjiang was worried, and before she had time to knock on the courtyard door, she kicked it away.

There was a loud bang, and the sobbing stopped abruptly.

Seeing this scene, Lin Wanjiang hastily closed the courtyard door, her cheeks flushed and her heart beating wildly.

He seems to have smashed something...

Wei Ziqi's hair was in a disheveled bun, her clothes were disheveled, her hands and feet were bound, and she was tied to a stone table in the courtyard.

Zhuyu couldn't speak, her eyes were tightly covered by the belt.

And Bei Mingwen was standing aside...

Although he didn't see the details clearly, he knew enough about what the two were doing.

There was a sound of rattling, untying ropes, and putting on clothes from the courtyard, and the movements were extremely fast.

With a creak, the courtyard door was pushed open, and when Lin Wanjiang turned around, he saw Bei Mingwen standing there.

He looked at Lin Wanjiang with a gloomy expression, obviously angry at being interrupted.

Before he could speak, a person suddenly jumped out from behind.

His fair face was blushing, and his vertical hair was askew, which was obviously tied up.

Before Bei Mingwen could speak, Wei Ziqi hurriedly said, "Jiang'er, why are you here again? Something happened in Chang'an?"

Lin Wanjiang shook his head, smelling the scent of heather on this man's body, he was in a dilemma for a while.

Seeing his dodging eyes, Wei Ziqi smiled a little forcedly, and said:

"I'm currently sparring with Elder Beiming. This is a new move. I'll teach you another day!"

As soon as the voice fell, the surrounding temperature dropped sharply.

Beiming heard the coldness in his eyes, and Lin Wanjiang choked for breath.

Wei Ziqi swallowed her saliva, embarrassingly wanting to bump herself to death.

Seeing the weird atmosphere, Bei Ming broke the deadlock by changing the subject in displeasure.

"What's the matter?" His voice was icy cold, and his eyes were piercingly cold.

Lin Wanjiang stroked his mind, and then said: "Jiang'er wants to ask, is there a way to be reborn?"

Bei Mingwen frowned, and said coldly, "Who died?"

Lin Wanjiang felt guilty for a while, and said nonsense: "Jiang'er is a good friend, he is negligent in cultivation, and his lifespan will be exhausted."

Bei Mingwen said again: "Lazy people, damn it."

After finishing speaking, he closed the courtyard door, leaving Lin Wanjiang stunned in place.

Just when he was at a loss, Wei Ziqi's voice came from the courtyard:

"Jiang'er, Elder Yi came back yesterday!"

"You can go to Qimen Peak and ask him if he has heard of any tricks and secret arts during his travels!"

"Elder Ruoyi didn't know, so he went to ask the head, he has seen a lot..."

Before he finished speaking, the voice stopped abruptly, and there was another sound of undressing...

Lin Wanjiang had no choice but to leave first.

If he knew that Elder Yi had returned, he would definitely not come here to disturb the two of them.

Hearing the sound of footsteps fading away, Wei Ziqi was tied up again, he thought for a while and hurriedly changed the subject.

"What Jiang'er said, can't the Mountain Gate Supreme Treasure do it?"

"Didn't the eldest brother say that the thing was left by the master, saying that it should not be opened as a last resort."

"This thing can destroy the world, or it can save people from suffering, it all depends on how it is used."

As soon as the words fell, Bei Mingwen took out a brand new pearl and directly sealed the man's mouth.

He said coldly: "This is a secret matter in the sect, except us, please don't tell others."

"Brother just talked nonsense to Jiang'er, brother was very displeased."

"I promised you to practice once, but now I can't help you."

After all, he untied his belt with his fingertips and walked forward slowly...