"Okay, I believe in my brother, my brother is the best for Qin'er!" the girl readily accepted.

The boy's body left the fire and entered the hut, He Yinuo couldn't see them, but it can be imagined that this brother's love for his sister and his sister's dependence on his brother also showed an inexplicable warmth in his heart.

After thousands of years of time, all this has become commonplace for him, and he has already seen through the vicissitudes of the world, and tasted the ups and downs of the world, but this scene still makes him stop and makes him happy.

Perhaps the most empathetic thing for him in the family affection in this world is the warmth between the brothers and sisters.

He has lived with Xueman for more than ten years since he was a child, and after leaving the village, he has experienced unimaginable hardships, which can be described as ill-fated, which also highlights the deep friendship between them and deepens the relationship between brothers and sisters.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but think of He Xueman, who was taken away by Long Changqing.

He once asked Xue Man to stay by the other party's side with peace of mind, and when the day of his cultivation was successful, he would go back to challenge Long Changqing.

There was a gentleman's agreement between him and Long Changqing, in which Long Changqing left enough time for He Yinuo, and there was no time limit for this period of time.

When He Yinuo felt that the time was ripe and his cultivation was successful, he challenged Long Changqing in the name of his father He Wentian.

During this period, in order to increase the bargaining chips for the agreement, Long Changqing left He Xueman and took care of him, and no matter whether the final result is successful or not, He Xueman will be free, this is a gentleman's battle!

"Senior brother, he's here!"

And just when He Yinuo was sighing and wandering in the past, an angry shout interrupted his thoughts and pulled him back to reality.

He hid his form, secretly observing the place where the words came from.

In the darkness of the night, several figures approached the hut, making a heavy grinding sound as they stepped on the snow.

When they got close to the fire, He Yinuo saw their faces clearly, and these people were none other than the people who had been stolen by the boy during the day, and now they appeared here, naturally for the lost pills.

It's just that what makes He Yinuo a little curious is that in his opinion, this boy is just an ordinary mortal, and he can still get rid of these cultivators after staying away from the crowd in the market, and he didn't find the door until this moment.

He was originally very indifferent to this thief boy, and even said that he was a little disgusted, but after everything he did, he knew the reason for his theft and began to have some good feelings for him, so if the other party really encountered any difficulties, he would choose to help.

It's just that he didn't decide to make a move immediately, but waited quietly, and the most important thing is that the two familiar breaths loomed, sometimes strong and sometimes weak, making him a little uncertain, and he wanted to wait until all this was clear before making plans.

"Hmph, I'll see where you're hiding!" said one of the monks to himself, and without hesitation, he lifted the thatched hut with a wave of his sleeve.

The frightened cries of girls were heard from inside the hut, revealing the boys and girls among them.

At this moment, the boy was holding the pill in his hand, wanting to give it to the girl, and when he was discovered, he hurriedly put away the pill, and at the same time hugged the frightened girl, constantly comforting him softly.

"Yo, I didn't expect you to have a sister, junior brothers, I didn't expect that today was a blessing in disguise, and there was an unexpected harvest!"

When the crowd heard this, they echoed and laughed.

The girl's face showed deeper fear, and at the same time, the boy hugged her tighter and comforted: "Sister, don't be afraid, with my brother here, you will be fine!"

"Stinky boy, you stole so many of our pills today, we have to settle this account!" said one of the monks.

After a while, another monk chimed in: "Big brother, with our current cultivation, these pills are already dispensable, why don't you give these pills to him?"

His words seem sincere and kind, but there is a bit of banter in the subtlety.

When the boy heard this, he didn't think much about it, and hurriedly thanked him: "Thank you for your success, and you will definitely repay you twice in the future!"

However, before he could finish speaking, the man continued, and this time there was no concealment of the obscenity in his words.

"We are just adult beauty, I see that your sister suffers from typhoid fever, so how about we do it to the end and help her get rid of the wind and cold together!"

Everyone laughed as they spoke, and their bodies began to move closer to the two of them.

When the boy heard this, he knew the meaning of their words, so he hurriedly stood between them and the girl, and said sharply: "Give you the pill, I won't let you touch my sister!"

There was incomparable firmness in his words, and although he was a little afraid, he did not flinch at all!

The fire soared into the sky, swaying in this snowy night, and the light fell on the boy's face, illuminating his face slightly reddened, and there was tenacity and persistence that did not belong to his age on that immature face!

However, at this moment, He Yinuo's heart was tight, and a look of disbelief appeared on his face.

Under the light of the fire, he saw the boy's face clearly, and this face was not unfamiliar to him, and the most important thing was that the boy's identity was extremely special.

He recalled in his heart that when the Lotus Sect was looking for the lost corpse puppet boy, he had met a boy whose whole body was emitting hot energy at the residence of the Lotus Sect, and he was completely unconscious like a puppet at that time, but he kept walking forward.

At that time, in his opinion, the aura on this boy's body was very similar to one of the four breaths within the Lotus Sect, that aura fused with the three clans of immortals, barbarians, and witches, and at the same time there was a mysterious aura that did not belong to the Three Realms.

At the time, the boy was not exactly an unconscious corpse, and the fact that he was able to stop and observe them at that time indicated that he had a faint sense of self lurking within his body.

In addition, He Yinuo felt an unprecedented coercion on his body, although he was somewhat restrained, but it also surpassed the Four Spiritual Realms.

Just now, he had always wondered why every time there was that familiar feeling, there was a boy's existence, and now it seemed that it was probably related to the aura he felt in the Lotus Sect at that time.

It's just that the breath on the boy in front of him is not exactly the same as after a thousand years, and at this moment, he only has the breath that belongs to his body, and he has not fused any special power.

Therefore, He Yinuo could not distinguish it in the first time he appeared, but there was only some vague similarity, and now seeing his face, he can be 100% sure of the source of this familiarity.

As for the other breath, he has never found the source.