"Ahh

The little brother's extremely painful roar suddenly came from the courtyard, and the blood mist that shook the top of the cloud became more and more turbulent. The surrounding wind was also fierce, setting off layers of overwhelming blood waves.

I've never seen such a weird picture, and it's even more terrifying than the last time my little brother broke through the Immortal Array.

The aura of this blood mist pressed me so hard that I couldn't stand steadily, so I hurriedly took out the Soul Slashing Blade and stabbed it on the ground, barely able to control my body.

I fell to my knees and vomited blood, my mouth full of blood foam.

The little brother's roar was more painful than the other, and he was wailing, the kind of wail that he couldn't bear. And there was nothing I could do, not even to get close to him and give him some comfort.

"Little brother, little brother, what's wrong with you!"

I screamed, but he couldn't seem to hear me. I struggled to crawl towards the yard, and every time I moved, it seemed as if I had exhausted all my strength, and my bones were rattling.

My eyes began to ache again, I don't know if it was bleeding again, and my eyes were confused.

But I can't ignore my little brother, I want to go and see.

I climbed forward with the Soul Slaying Blade, and it was also one step at a time. The aura on the top of the cloud was unprecedentedly ferocious, especially this blood mist, which came out of nowhere, and it was overwhelming.

"I told you you didn't deserve to be with him."

There was a cool voice from the light dust master behind me, and I turned my head to see that she was walking with lotus steps, that look, that state, really a bit of a king's demeanor.

She was walking on the ground at the top of the clouds, undisturbed by the anger. When she walked up to me, she glanced at me with disdain, and walked past me as if she hadn't seen anything.

She threw me a message, "Slut, leave him!" ”

I didn't have a good deal with her at this time, so I hurriedly said, "Master Qingchen, can you tell me how my little brother is?" ”

Master Qingchen turned his head and glanced at me, and said coldly, "Don't you love him very much?" Why not come and see for yourself to comfort him and take care of him? ”

"I ......"

"Hmph, you can't even get close to him, what qualifications do you have to be by his side? I think you'd better get out of here, don't be a burden to him anymore! ”

Then she jumped into the courtyard like a ghost.

I felt a pang of sorrow, and I lay on the ground and didn't move again. Actually, Master Qingchen is right, I can't get close to my little brother, so what qualifications do I have to stay by his side?

Is it just watching and there is nothing you can do?

After a while, Mr. Nian also came up, and when he saw the blood mist in the sky, he was slightly stunned, and hurriedly summoned the sword of killing the monarch and drew a sword shield in front of me, helping me up.

He wiped the blood from the corner of my lips with his hand, and said hurriedly, "Qi'er, how are you?" Why is your face so pale? ”

I choked up and shook my head, "I'm fine, Master, can you please help me go and see my little brother?" ”

"With Qingchen here, he will be fine, I'll carry you down first!"

"No, can you go and see it? Let's see how he's doing. ”

Mr. Nian didn't follow me, and without saying a word, he hugged me and went down the mountain, because of this volatile gravity, I vomited a few mouthfuls of blood one after another, and I felt as if my whole body was hollowed out.

When Master put me on the bed, I pulled the quilt and burst into tears.

It's sad, and it's powerless. I have never been so depressed, I can't save Ling'er, I can't take care of my little brother, I can only watch them suffer.

Why can't I be stronger, why can't I cultivate the forbidden art of the Demon Sect for my little brother like Master Qingchen did?

Why, why, why?

Maybe it's true that as Master Qingchen said, I'm just a burden.

I curled up in the bed, dazed. I couldn't understand why so many disasters were happening at once, and I couldn't control them.

Little brother is such a powerful being, how could he let out such a wail of pain to the point of despair, what was wrong with him?

Mr. Nian sat silently on the edge of the bed and looked at me, his eyes like the haze of the night seemed to be unpredictable.

After a long time, he said slowly: "Qi'er, I'm afraid he won't be able to come back, you have to face reality." He has become a demon completely, and you are two worlds apart. ”

I wiped the tears in my eyes and muttered, "No, no, it's not like that." ”

"After the Mid-Autumn Festival, the four elders of the Demon Sect will come to Qishan again to pick up people and sign a peace agreement between the Demon Sect and the other Five Realms. From now on, I'm afraid you'll never see him again. ”

Mr. Nian's words were emotionless, and he seemed to state the matter to me and let me accept it unconditionally.

I looked up at his angular face, and for the first time I felt that he looked so strange and so unforgiving. How could the master, who has always been gentle and elegant, tell such a cruel truth.

He stretched out his hand to bring the tears from the corners of my eyes, and said word by word: "Qi'er, the Demon Sect is the only one who does not enter the reincarnation of the ghost path, and it is not the same world as us. If you can't fly with him, you have to learn to give up. ”

He paused, and then said in an aggravated tone: "Heaven doesn't allow it!" ”

A good Heavenly Dao is not allowed, what does the Heavenly Dao represent, the truth? Justice? Fair?

But what do these things have to do with me, I am just an insignificant existence in the Six Realms, why should I give up my beloved for the so-called Heavenly Dao?

Even if I can't get close to him in this life, I won't give up.

I pulled the quilt and said to Mr. Nian, "Master, I want to sleep for a while." ”

"Sleep!"

As he spoke, he put his hand on my eyes, and suddenly a gentle breath drove away the swelling and sour feeling. I may have been really tired and fell into a dream after closing my eyes for a short time.

It's a creepy dream, and I've dreamed of the Demon Realm.

Standing on the top of the mountain in the Demon Realm, looking up, the surroundings were barren, there were no flowers, no grass, only soil scorched by the scorched air.

These soils are covered with a layer of black aura, which will not dissipate for a long time.

The people here all look fierce and vicious, their eyes are all blood-colored, and the green tendons between their eyebrows and eyes seem to burst out of their skin, and they are clearly visible.

They seem to be creatures abandoned by this universe, so fierce, but so pitiful.

I saw my little brother, dressed in a black robe, a black cloak, and even his boots were black. From head to toe, only the red between his eyebrows was incompatible with this fierce spirit.

At his feet were the people of the Demon Sect, all looking up at him with worshipful eyes, holding their hands high, as if begging him for something.

The little brother looked down on them, then took a knife, and cut off his own flesh little by little and fed it to them.

He turned himself into a skeleton in front of my eyes, and finally pulled out his heart from his heart and held it in his hand.

It's bloody, and it's still beating.

He stared at the bleeding heart for a long time, suddenly looked up at my side, and then held his hands high and handed it to me, "Qi'er, I'll give you my heart, okay?" ”

It's good for me to give you my heart...... It's good for me to give you my heart......

"Little brother!"

When I woke up from my nightmare, my heart ached as if it had been pierced by ten thousand arrows. I wiped the sweat from my brow and sat up with my chest clutched, only to find that it was already dark and there was a light on in the room.

I got out of bed, pulled on my shoes and came to the window, pushed it open and saw that the sky was full of bright moons, and there were a few stars as companions, surprisingly quiet and peaceful.

The blood mist on the top of the cloud seems to be gone, and there is no anger coming down, I don't know what happened to the little brother.

I'll have to go see him.

The backyard was quiet when the door was pushed out.

I was worried that Mr. Nian would not allow me to go when he saw me, so I tiptoed to go out through the side door. But as soon as I turned the hallway, I saw him standing around the corner, with his hands behind his back, and his face was gloomy, as if he was deliberately blocking me.

"Master, Master, why are you here?"

"Are you feeling better? Hungry or not? ”

I couldn't lie to him, and said, "I want to go to Genting to see my little brother." ”

"He's back to normal, you don't have to worry. Before, your body was injured by that violent qi, and your eyes were afraid that they would hurt again, so don't go again. ”

"But I'm not at ease."

"You don't listen to Master's words anymore?" He paused, and took out a wooden box from behind him and gave it to me, "This is the thousand-year-old ice in the extremely cold land of the Immortal Realm, which can temporarily suppress the anger of the Demon Sect, you can take and raise that essence element." ”

"Huh?" I hurriedly took the box and opened it, only to see a cold mist filling the air, which made me feel excited, "Can you really suppress the anger of the Demon Sect?" In other words, Ling'er is saved? ”

"I'll help you figure it out again, as long as you're obedient."

Master's words were obviously so gentle and caring, but I heard a few different tastes. I gave him a suspicious look, and went back to the house with the wooden box.