"Brother...", a call haunted the soul, affecting the prison wanderer.

In this world, in addition to the beloved woman 'Ling'er', this sister is the most loved, since childhood, she has loved each other, is well-protected, and the feelings of brother and sister are different from those of other relatives, she is called 'Zhusha Youyan'.

The youngest member of the Zhusha clan, the sister of the 'Zhusha Wandering', after countless days, she was finally allowed to supervise.

"My mother gave me an order not to let me into this cell, even though I pleaded so many times!" said aggrievedly.

"But from this day on, Mother will allow me to take care of you herself, and I can give you a change of clean clothes and fresh fruits. As she spoke, she was overjoyed and happy, as if she had gotten lucky grass, and she regarded this opportunity as a blessing from heaven.

"In the future, even if I marry the Ju Yao family, I will still come back every day to take care of you!"

In her free heart, You Yan is special to others, and she will not regard the name and status of the clan as important as other clan members.

And in her heart, Zhusha Youli has always been a spiritual role model, highly respected, and a great character.

After talking for a long time, he didn't move a little, so he was worried, glaring at this ragged body with displeasure, completely devoid of his former spirit, covered with long dirty hair, self-mutilated cuts, filth, and rancid food.

"Open the door, I'm going in!" You Yan shouted to the guard. Smelling the words, Youli suddenly opened his eyes.

"I'm sorry Miss, Madam has an order, no one is allowed to get close to the fourth lord unless she gives permission. The guards looked embarrassed, not advancing or retreating.

"I'm cleaning this cell now, he's crazy like this, he can't take care of himself, and he can't use Taoism when he has been sealed here, I can't go in, you can take it in and clean it, I'll watch from the door!"

You Yan rolled up his cuffs early, coiled his hair and long sleeves, carried a broom bucket, and had an intimidating momentum, blowing his beard and glaring.

In essence, although You Yan's family status is not as prestigious and loving as others, he has always been humble, servant, and non-discriminatory, and is recognized as the most neutral existence.

Let the guards naturally be less vigilant and humble.

Coupled with these days, day and night, looking at the wandering, empathizing, this prison cell is full of stench, in the final analysis, he still does not want to do it himself, no man likes to do this kind of errand work.

In addition to the kind-hearted eldest lady, who cherishes her brother, she will do this, and among all the people who visited, only the sand and smoke showed a different complex.

"Well, I'm watching at the door, you can go in, whatever you want. The guard acquiesced, and stepped forward to open the door.

"That's pretty much it. You Yan held a broom to demonstrate that he wanted to fight, and he followed proudly.

When he opened the door, the house was full of stench, and he took off a bundle of hair and tied it back, and tied it back with his nose, and looked at the wanderer lying on the ground in distress and still indifferent.

"I'll move you to a corner now, and I'll try to wipe you when I'm done washing the floor. He whispered, dragged him to the corner of the wall, splashed water again, grabbed the broom and pushed the brush, and the feces rushed out of the prison and rolled to the guard's feet.

Bucket by bucket of smoke laboriously carried in from the outside, until the entire cell was cleaned, the cell was clean, but the aisle was full of stench, and the guards were completely gone, leaving only the brother and sister.

You Yan faded off his free shirt, picked up a clean cloth and rubbed warm water to wipe the dirt on his chest, sweating profusely, solemnly.

Unexpectedly, You Li suddenly opened his eyes and looked at each other sharply, which disturbed You Yan's heart for a while, and he instinctively shrank back, flustered.

"Don't move!" grabbed her wrist tightly, pinching it, she was struggling, afraid and resisting, because it was rumored that her brother was crazy.

Until he saw the familiarity of the past in his eyes, the smoke was red and his forehead was burning, and he was sweating like a cloud, wondering what he would do.

"Is Ling'er really dead?" asked Youli, impatient, and looked overcast.

'Uh-huh!' You Yan shook off his pinched wrist, signaling pain while nodding affirmatively.

You let go of her hand, not so much to take into account her sister's feelings, but because she got the answer from the mouth of the most trusted person, his wife was dead, and his body and will collapsed in an instant.

Then, tears poured out, so I didn't lose my soul, I didn't want to look directly at You Yan and twisted my head to the corner of the wall, holding my throat, so I was not sad, everyone was dead, and there was no hope of life.

"Brother!" You Yan also became a tearful person, pity the front, try to make up for some comfort, understand that You Li has been tortured, the first time I saw him so helpless, I gave a hug understandingly.

"Admit your mistake, brother!" called out with pity, trying to remind him where the steps were;

"If you make a mistake, your mother will consider letting you leave here, and we can sneak out to play like we used to, go to the North Sea to tease the Heavenly Beasts, and go to the West Sea to see the first traces of the fishmen... Go..."

Try to bring back some memories, want to make the wandering understand something, and free the present.

"There's no going back!" "You Li raised her finger against You Yan's mouth, asking her to stop, her emotions were still brewing.

The death of his wife was an iron-clad reality, which made You Yan cry again, and he rejected this proposal, she knew that his temperament and style of doing things had always been categorical.

"Then run away, I'll help you!" Knowing that he had a free temper, he had always done his own thing, and he couldn't bear to continue to suffer, so he boldly proposed.

This will inevitably implicate himself, although he can't hide the panic caused by a momentary slip of the tongue, he still uses affirmation, fearlessly looks at the wandering, and is willing to assist this act without asking for compensation, and is unswerving.

"I can have you as a sister, it's really a blessing from my last life, stop this thought, never have it again, if you spread me, it will ruin your entire future. In grief, I was led by my sister's words, grateful, and sad.

A plan has already been hatched in his heart, no matter how evil and fierce he is, he will not frighten the innocent, pure villain in front of him.

"Listen, do you know where Ling'er was executed?"

"Brother..."Seeing that Youli was still unwilling to let go of the past, this must not be a good sign, and I wanted to persuade him to dispel this year and look at the past.

"Tell me, do you know where your sister-in-law, Ling'er was executed?"

"Then I'm sorry now, when you go out, promise me not to tell anyone about today's conversation between us, I'll run away myself, I don't want to bother you. ”

In a hurry, he suddenly changed color, made a plan early, hurriedly pulled out the hairpin on the cigarette butt, pushed her to the ground, stepped on her face down, pulled up her arm and bit it down fiercely, and swept out of the prison with a miserable sound.

Several of the guards' clansmen rushed in, pressed the crazy wanderer to the ground, and the smoke was full of blood on his arms, and he wondered how to associate this brother who suddenly changed his face.

The letters and arrows attacked each other, and they inevitably suffered a crime.

At present, my brother has changed back to his original demented appearance, because of the sudden madness that has been beaten down, and he is in a dilemma outside the prison.

The noise disturbed the people of the 'Zhusha' house, and they swaggered close to the prison cell.

Looking at You Yan's arm dyed red, and then looking at the wandering people lying on the ground with his back to everyone, his biological mother Da Xia Wan counted You Yan fiercely.

Spat likened the wandering to a murderous body, threatening to throw it into the third mountain range in the middle of the country, and fend for itself in the plague forest with the abandoned plague tribe.

The crowd was in an uproar, and the hairpin that was torn from the cigarette butt was tightly hidden, and he gritted his teeth until everyone left, and quietly re-entered himself.

At night, a few members of the clan once again made a big fuss about the matter of free imprisonment, and they wanted to get rid of the upper clan, spend their immortal bodies, disfigure their faces, mutilate their limbs, and let them wander in the mountains...

can imagine You Yan's mood, sobbing and sobbing, kneeling and appealing, and saying that if he made fun of his brother like this, he threatened that he would accompany him to wander the world.

For the first time, he was not afraid and disregarded the etiquette to collide with his parents, the two sides were deadlocked, judging the situation, and did not dare to make another article.

And free, since getting the green hairpin of You Yan, he was fed the 'Emperor Chess' stone once in a few days to suppress the body of cultivating immortals, he stabbed the green hairpin into the abdomen, picked out the stone, hid it in the corner, and began to adjust the true qi of cultivating immortals in the group.

Every time he is fed to swallow the 'Emperor Chess' stone, when the person walks away, he will pierce the cavity and abdomen, pick out the stone, until the physical state is restored to the peak, which is unprecedented.

The bright light outside the prison door is long gone, and the vertical sand that once dominated the crowd has returned, but the past with the dawn on his shoulders is reborn in the darkness.

He is determined to kill all those who have caused him the pain he has suffered today, and pay the price he deserves.

He was going to carry the heads of his parents to the place where Ling'er was buried to offer condolences.

He wants to brew a storm, an organization to fight against the inequality of the bloodline and name of the immortal cultivation world, the environmental system.

He wants to let his name once again ring all over Kunlun Mountain, the entire mountains, seas, worlds and even rivers and rivers of the four seas.

He was tortured and slandered in every way, and he returned from the tempering of ghosts and gods in hell.

'This time, none of you want to see the dawn of dawn...' In the darkness, a pair of ghostly fire eyes were raised, burning with endless anger.