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Lan Lingqing slowly opened his eyes, but he was deeply stinged by the sunlight and couldn't open them, and it took a while to get used to it.

He stood up, looked around, and found himself deep in the forest, and in front of him there was a lake of clear water, the breeze was coming, the water was not rippling, the insects were chirping, and the birds were chirping, and his expression was pleasant.

However, when he looked down, his face did change, his clothes were dirty and messy, and there were a little blood stains, as if he had experienced a big battle.

Since coming to the human realm, a strange thing has happened to Lan Lingqing. Whenever it goes night, he always falls asleep involuntarily. You must know that he is in the realm of rare heavens, how can he fall asleep involuntarily? But even if he simply falls asleep, every time he wakes up, he will find that he is deep in a foreign place, and his clothes are extremely dirty.

Recently, he had heard that there were always ghosts at work every night, and thinking of his own situation, he couldn't help but wonder about his relationship with that ghost clan?

And there is a faint answer in his heart, that is, the ghost clan is him, another him.

It seems that he went out to harm people again last night? Lan Lingqing was heartbroken, and hurriedly touched his stomach, and found that he did not feel full, and a trace of surprise flashed on his face.

"Are you awake?"

A voice sounded suddenly, making the absent-minded Lan Lingqing chuckle.

At such a close distance, he couldn't even feel the presence of others, and what could be more dangerous than this.

However, he quickly turned around to defend, but was stunned to see the appearance of the person coming. Half an hour later, Lan Lingqing burst into tears, tears flowed down the corners of his eyes, but he didn't have time to wipe his tears, walked in front of the visitor, and hugged him tightly.

The person who came was none other than Lan Lingmu, his younger brother.

Lan Lingqing patted his younger brother on the back, choked up and couldn't say a word, and then secretly wiped away his tears.

"Brother, long time no see!"

"Good...... Long time no see!" Lan Lingqing hugged Lan Lingmu tightly again, as if he was afraid that others would snatch it away.

After a long time, Lan Lingqing retracted his excitement, put his hands on his brother's shoulders, and looked his brother up and down. After not seeing each other for more than ten years, he found that Lan Lingmu's hair was longer, his eyes were more aggressive, his face was more resolute, and his body was taller.

After holding it for a long time, Lan Lingqing slowly spoke: "Okay, very good, my brother is still so handsome!"

After listening to her brother's praise, Lan Lingmu showed her childhood smile, still so innocent. It was also the first time in many years that he was genuinely smiling.

Lan Lingqing couldn't help but ask about his brother's experience in the past ten years, and Lan Lingmu said selectively, from being separated from his brother that night, to falling into a bandit village, and then becoming a killer...... He downplayed the danger again, lest his brother listen to it and think about it. Especially about the assassination of the Great Elder of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect because of his grudge, he was afraid that his brother would misunderstand him as a cold-blooded person.

Listening to his brother's experience over the years, Lan Lingqing couldn't help but sweat for his younger brother, and only hated that he was not by his brother's side, otherwise how could his brother face danger alone. You must know that when I was a child, my younger brother didn't go out of the door, but he has been trying to survive for more than ten years, and it's really difficult for his brother. Fortunately, his younger brother is still alive, otherwise he really doesn't know how to face his parents under Jiuquan.

When he heard that his brother was a killer, his heart ached. That innocent younger brother would do such a bloody thing, it must be because the death of his parents hit him too hard, and it will be a person's personality that changes in the opposite direction.

In the end, Lan Lingmu talked about fulfilling his oath to Qianyue and sowing discord between the Demon Emperor and Concubine Qin, which shocked Lan Lingqing. He had also heard that Concubine Qin had been kidnapped, but he didn't know who that person was, but he didn't expect it to be far away in the sky and close in front of him. Even he had to admire what his younger brother did.

Lan Lingmu didn't go into detail when she talked about this matter, only said that the charm of power attracted Concubine Qin, and then sow discord, but the feelings in it were not said. Because he found that when he talked about this matter again, he didn't miss Concubine Qin much, and he didn't have much feelings, as if it was just a one-night stand, and it would be scattered with the wind after one night.

When Lan Lingmu asked about his brother's experience, Lan Lingqing actually said it carefully and did not hide it.

He remembers waking up to find himself lying in a cabin in the woods, with a wrinkled old man taking care of him at his bedside. At first, Lan Lingqing was startled by the old man's face, because that face was too old, like a demon, but then he got used to it.

The old man is naturally his benefactor, and the old man said that his soul is nine out of ten, and his life will not be long, but he still let him complete his soul.

The old man not only helped him to replenish his soul, but also helped him improve his cultivation, if he cultivated to the realm of Hantian, his soul could be completely compatible.

At that time, Lan Lingqing thought that the old man was joking, how could he cultivate to the Hantian realm, but the speed of cultivation was staggering, all the way unimpeded, and he had cultivated to the Hantian realm in ten years.

After cultivating to the Hantian realm, the old man told him that he could go. Lan Lingmu wanted to repay, but was rejected by the old man, and then he was sent to the border between the human domain and the ghost domain.

After listening to his brother's narration, Lan Lingmu, who knew the secret situation, smiled slightly, he did not tell his brother that he would become a rakshasa after every night.

The two had a long talk, and before they knew it, the sunset was already hanging over the western mountain, crumbling.

At this point, Lan Lingqing remembered something important. In his heart, there is a secret, which is what he fears the most, and he does not want his brother to know. My brother has collected so many roads over the years, how can he let his brother worry about it anymore.

So he pretended to have something to deal with, and asked his younger brother to find a town to stay in for one night, and then go back to Yiri City together to set up a tablet for his parents.

Unexpectedly, he would be separated after a long time of reunion, Lan Lingqing felt a little uncomfortable, but he couldn't let his younger brother find out about his abnormality.

Lan Lingmu pondered for a while, but still agreed in his mouth, which made Lan Lingqing's hanging heart relax.

The two breathed each other on the Wanli Transmission Order and then said goodbye.

As the sun sets, the sky seems to be silent in ink.

Lan Lingqing involuntarily turned into a rakshasa, his eyes looked around, his divine sense was released at the same time, and his heart was relieved after he found that there was no one around. After the painful lesson of last night, Rakshasa understood that there would be no good end by Lan Lingmu's side, so he decided to rush back to the demon clan and tell the ghost king about the situation, and it was estimated that he could save his life.

What is hateful is that Lan Lingmu wiped out the ghost king's breath in his Wanli Transmission Order, otherwise he would have told the Ghost King through the Wanli Transmission Order.

"Where are you going?" A cold voice pierced the silence of the night, and Lan Lingmu came out from behind a big tree, his eyes like a sharp sword, piercing people's hearts. What's even more terrifying is that the murderous aura from Lan Lingmu's body, as well as the bloody sword in his hand, as if Rakshasa said a word of disobedience, he would make a move.

Rakshasa was so frightened by Lan Lingmu's sudden appearance that his hairs stood on end, and his back was cold. He had seen Lan Lingmu's strength, so naturally he couldn't escape under Lan Lingmu's hands.

", I'm just moving my body. Rakshasa was slightly embarrassed, but at the same time revealed a sense of fear.

"Well, I thought you wanted to run away, and I almost didn't resist the urge to kill you. Lan Lingmu smiled coldly, and with a wave of the bloody sword in his hand, he cut off a big tree, and then put the sword away.

Lan Lingmu accompanied his brother during the day, monitored Rakshasa at night to prevent Rakshasa from escaping, and approached Yiri City within a few days.

Along the way, Lan Lingqing was incredible, waking up every morning, although his clothes were still dirty and messy, and there were footprints, he felt closer to Yiri City.

Lan Lingmu has been with his brother all the time, so naturally he will not reveal his brother's secret, let alone tell his brother that he punches and kicks Rakshasa every night, and uses the power of yang to help Rakshasa heal his wounds before sunrise.

Today's Yiri City is human, and even the west of the city, which was razed to the ground by the Demon Emperor, has long been rebuilt. The City Lord's Mansion where Lan Lingmu lived as a child has become a deserted house, and even the surrounding residents have moved away, and no one wants to have anything to do with Lan Lingmu's family.

In today's Yiri City, the city lord has other people, and the city lord's mansion is also built in the west city.

Lan Lingmu and the others quietly returned to Yiri City, and then sneaked into the ruined city lord's mansion unconsciously, and what caught their eyes was a bleak scene overgrown with weeds and dead leaves.

Walking on the dead leaves, there is also a "rustling" sound. The picture used to be like a player playing in front of you, those maids with plates, greeted them with a smile, and then bowed over, the picture felt like yesterday, who knew that more than ten years had passed, things were people, and it was desolate.

At this time, as soon as the breeze blew, a leaf slowly fell in front of Lan Lingmu, and he subconsciously reached out to catch it, but it slipped from his fingers strangely, as if the person who said the past could never catch it back.

He looked at the fallen leaves on the ground, felt a sense of melancholy in his heart, and then stepped on the fallen leaves.

"Let's go to the hall!" Lan Lingmu patted his younger brother on the shoulder and went to the hall first, followed by Lan Lingmu.

The two came to the hall and looked at the two chairs in the high hall, as if they could still see their smiling parents across time and space.

Lan Lingqing smiled knowingly, took out the pre-prepared row from the storage bag, engraved with the names of his parents, and placed an incense burner and inserted an incense stick. Then he didn't care about the thick dust on the ground, and knelt down heavily, and so did Lan Lingmu.

"Dad, mother, I brought Ling Mu back today, I hope you can feel it under the Nine Springs. As he spoke, Lan Lingqing kowtowed heavily to the tablet, and the dust was flying. Lan Lingmu also cherished kowtow.

Green smoke curls and dissipates into the air.

After a long time, Lan Lingqing and Lan Lingmu slowly stood up.

The two were silent for a long time, but they had a thousand words in their hearts, but the object they wanted to talk about was no longer there, so they had to silently press it in their hearts.

The two revisited the old place and felt the past.

Lan Lingqing and his younger brother came to a blue pond and stopped.

The Bitang is no more than five zhang in circumference, many aquatic plants float on the surface of the water, and occasionally you can see a few pond fish feeding in the grass stems. Without someone to feed them, they can also live better.

Lan Lingqing and Lan Lingmu stood side by side, silent for a long time, and continued like this until a red glow appeared in the sky.

Lan Lingqing slowly spoke: "Ling Mu, kill me before sunset!"