"Brother, did you really do that thing?" In the cave, Jing Yue, who was packing up all the things, lowered her eyes

"I don't have that kind of ability, but Jing seniors do. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info It's just that I don't remember I told him about it, when I woke up, he had already returned, and my fourfold realm of refining body was also achieved by helping me dissolve Song Qian's spiritual power before he made a move. Jing Xian cleaned out the bloodstained bedding in the cave, which was almost usable, and straightened up, as if he was saying something that had nothing to do with him.

Looking at the empty cave, Jing Xian's mood seemed a little depressed, now the things that could be recalled to him were so much less at once, Uncle Quan was gone, and the people he knew in Tianyang Sect had also become fewer, and the elder who had given him love for nearly three years was now gone!

Jing first squatted against the corner, and then changed to a comfortable position and lay down. At this time, the cave was not warm, it was rainy for the past few days, and it snowed overnight last night, and now it is cold everywhere, and this cave is not suitable for people at all.

Jing Yue knew that she couldn't call her brother, so she didn't force it, so she ran out. Jing Xian listened to the clattering sound of snow that was gradually moving away, and tears finally couldn't help but flow.

Jing Xian is a nostalgic person, in his previous life, he never remarried, although his wife never left a trace of incense with him. The things at home have always been the same, and he feels that every place here has the smell of his wife, and there is a figure of his wife. Now, although Uncle Quan doesn't have much kindness to the current Jingxian in the real sense, if it weren't for him, I'm afraid he wouldn't even have this chance to be reincarnated.

Nostalgic people and tearful people are easily tired after their emotions have passed, Jing Xian is an ordinary person, if there is a difference, it is only that he has the cultivation of the fourfold body refinement, and there is no way to protect his cultivation.

Jing Xian shrank into a ball, curled up in the corner of the wall and kept groping, but he never found anything that could give him warmth. Finally, he finally felt a hint of warmth, and brought the quilt, followed by the two hands on his forehead.

"Brother, you're sick!" Jing Yue retrieved the quilt and saw her brother lying on the ground, so she hurriedly covered it, but it was also at this time that she found that Jing Xian's forehead was very hot. People are most likely to get sick when their spirits are relaxed and their souls are depressed, and such things are inevitable even for cultivators, and Jing Xian fell ill all of a sudden.

Jing Xian's fever was very serious, his body was sweating all the time, but there was no sign of improvement, and it was accompanied by alternating between cold and hot, sometimes cold and sometimes hot, so that Jing Yue was very busy.

At this time, Jing Xian's mind began to reveal some strange things, like a memory, very vague, one by one, making Jing Xian's head seem to be cracked. There was always a man's voice in his head, Jing Xian couldn't see his appearance clearly, but he felt very kind, and there was a woman's sobbing voice.

Suddenly, he heard the serious voice and said, "Qing Xuan, you must take him away, and this balanced spirit ball, this will be his ...... in the future!" Let's go, don't be ...... Home Discovery! ”

The voice was intermittent, Jing Xian didn't know why he couldn't hear it clearly, but he felt that the atmosphere at that time was very tense, and then he fell into a fight, I don't know how many people, I don't know how many shouts and screams, a sad and cruel picture suddenly emerged from Jing Xian's mind.

Red! The eyes were full of blood red, spears stabbed obliquely into the sky, stumps and broken arms could be seen everywhere, and people's heads frequently rolled down, or raised eyebrows, or would rather die than yield. Some eyes became frozen in an instant, some figures became eternal in an instant, and some blood stained the earth and mountains red in an instant!

Jing Xian sat up in fright, and then he really felt the weakness of his body, and he lay down softly, and his head slumped into a big bag on the stone.

The dream continued, at this time there was no sound of fighting, only the sound of the whirring wind, it seemed that he was running rapidly, when he opened his eyes, in front of him was a handsome middle-aged man, with a resolute face, a steady and powerful breathing, and an exhalation like a dragon This is Jing Xian's first feeling.

Jing Xian knew that he must be flying, otherwise he would not have this feeling of suffocation, and he would not have poured a large amount of wind into his mouth with one mouth, so that he couldn't even breathe.

Later, there was no longer the sound of the wind horn in his ears, he felt that he had reached the soft ground, this feeling was so good, he fell asleep directly, and later, Jing Xian opened his eyes.

The eye is a girl lying on top of herself, her hair is messy as if she hasn't been washed for a long time, I don't know why there is medicine residue on her hair, Jing Xian felt the bitter taste in his mouth.

Withdrew his hand from the futon, his forehead was no longer hot, and he looked at his sister who was lying on the side, and quickly lifted the quilt and dragged her in.

The futon is warm. Jing Yue actually woke up the moment Jing Xian touched her, but she was really tired these days, and she still enjoyed the family relationship between the brother and sister, so she didn't resist, they used to snuggle up to each other for the winter.

Jing Yue shrank into her brother's arms, well-behaved like a kitten, her eyes were closed, and a sweet smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, it seemed that she was going to have a good night's sleep.

When Jing Yue woke up, her brother was no longer around, she quickly got up without knowing the situation, and just wanted to move out of the bed, but Jing Xian shouted: "Don't, don't get up, just lie down, I don't know how long it has been, you have taken care of me for so long, this time I will come!" ”

Jing Xian was carrying a food box in his hand, and now it was completely dark outside, and it was the time of the child, and the things here were all made by Jing Xian.

"Come and drink this porridge!" Jing Xian opened the food box and handed over a bowl of porridge, but Jing Yue didn't answer it, which made Jing Xian, who was still clothing vegetables, stop.

"What's wrong? Isn't it to taste? Jing Xian wondered. Jing Yue shook her head, pursed her mouth and looked at her brother, her eyes were full of intoxication, but she didn't know whether to say it or not.

"Then add this, you must like this!" Jing Xian brought out a plate of things that couldn't be seen clearly, Jing Yue was stunned for a moment, and just wanted to be coquettish, but she heard the former say: "Okay, okay, you Nizi, I don't know what you're going to do, come, open your mouth!" ”

"Hee-hee, brother is the best, hey!" Jing Yue immediately smiled, opened her mouth wide and took a bite.

One feeds and the other eats, this scene is very warm in the firelight.

"Brother, do you know how the incident in Tianyang City was resolved?" Jing Yuepan sat up and asked.

"I don't know, what's wrong? Here, the last bite! Jing Xian looked indifferent, he was still here, it meant that the matter had not found his head, as for Jing seniors, if they really found him, the person who should be worried would be themselves.

"Brother, you don't know, I heard from the master that this matter ended without a problem, the elders of the Duanmu family came three days ago, and after asking about it, they left, and they never came again, it seems that this matter is like this."

Jing Xian smiled slightly, and said, "What's the matter, what's the matter, what's the matter, it can't stop us." Then he said: "Look, now that you are full of food, you have the strength, and the rest of these, let's compare who eats faster!" ”