65. The only brother in this life who is also known as a brother quarrels, and the dog will not pay attention to it.

"That's the order of the head, how can I throw it around. ”

Zhuo Qiuyan was also annoyed, he was the most taboo about the Mu Xinghe, otherwise he wouldn't have secretly used the means to lock the Mu Xinghe at the end of the world for three hundred years.

"You didn't throw it, why is it in my hands now. ”

The more angry Zhuo Qiuyan is, the more calm and calm Mu Xinghe becomes, and the two of them are a stark contrast. At this time, Zhuo Qiuyan also understood, Mu Xinghe had made up his mind, and couldn't help gritting his teeth and finally asked:

"Mu Xinghe, let me ask you again, do you give it or not. ”

Of course, Mu Xinghe ignored him, this loser thing, even the head token can be thrown blindly, who can believe him. Zhuo Qiuyan's face darkened suddenly, and a pair of bright eyes were stretched slender by him, and he stared at Mu Xinghe:

"Senior brother, you don't want to return my head order, but you want to be the head of the house?!"

His voice was terrifyingly heavy, and his voice was even colder, causing a chill behind Shang Shen Yuan, who was roasting meat on the side, and when he turned around, he saw the two of their senior brothers standing there with swords.

The atmosphere was deadlocked for a while, and Shang Shenyuan knew that he shouldn't intervene in this idle matter, but the two of them stood there, which made people really unbearable.

I had to come over and persuade me to fight:

"Look, they are all brothers from the same sect, what do ......you have to say?"

"Shut up!"

Without waiting for him to speak, Zhuo Qiuyan stabbed him with an eye knife, and the cold air suddenly froze Shang Shenyuan's mouth.

"The affairs of my Qingshan Sect are not yet your turn to interfere with the Heavenly Sect. ”

Shang Shenyuan immediately folded his face, which means that in the Xiaoqing Heaven Realm, he is weak, otherwise he would have slapped him a long time ago, so that this fake and serious guy knows who is the subordinate sect who knows who.

It's a pity that it's Xiao Qingtian now, and these two brothers in front of him look like a lot of hatred, who knows if they will turn their guns together against themselves in the next quarter of an hour.

So Shang Shenyuan, who had already seen through the essence of the problem, shrank his neck, sat back in his original position honestly, and continued to roast his little barbecue.

Without Shang Shenyuan talking a lot on the side, Zhuo Qiuyan naturally put all his attention back to his senior brother Mu Xinghe, and snorted:

"I really didn't expect it, Mu Xinghe, you have endured it for so long, and you are waiting for me here!"

Zhuo Qiuyan's face had a gloomy expression, revealing a hideous and complicated expression.

He did everything he could, but he didn't expect that in the end, he would carry a big heel on this irrelevant trivial matter.

Although he has succeeded to the position of the head of the Qingshan faction, but without the head order in hand, no matter how you say it, it is not right, and now the head order is still in the hands of his most taboo Mu Xinghe, how can he not worry.

And Mu Xinghe has been refusing to give up for so long, and he has been thinking about his position as the head of the house. The head order is in his hands, and he can use it to turn over and pull himself down from the position of head when he can't keep it.

"In that case, don't blame my subordinates for being ruthless. ”

After saying that, Zhuo Qiuyan grabbed his right hand into the air, and Bao Hanqing's bones were conjured up by him, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at the curtain Xinghe with his wrist, and the two brothers immediately turned against each other for the order of the master.

Mu Xinghe's face was a little blurry in the dark, but he was not used to it, and he stretched out his hand and struck a sword qi on the sword body of Han Qinggu.

The sword body of the cold green bone was buzzing back and forth, Zhuo Qiuyan brushed the sword body with two fingers, and after flattening the sword body shaking back and forth, a sword stabbed at Mu Xinghe's chest.

Mu Xinghe lightly raised his eyes, went to the sword with his backhand, and the sword qi hit the iron casting sword body, directly bounced the physical sword body away.

Zhuo Qiuyan's two moves didn't cause any substantial damage to Mu Xinghe, and he suddenly became anxious.

The moves became more and more ruthless, and it was obvious that it was really a dead hand, and Shang Shenyuan was also dumbfounded.

What the hell is going on with these two brothers?

If you don't agree with each other, you can fight when you say it, and you don't even look at the place?

And the two of them are already fighting together, and he can't get in even if he wants to persuade him.

Shang Shenyuan was stupidly carrying a branch, and there was barbecue on the branch, so he could only watch the two of them go back and forth and fight together.

Zhuo Qiuyan mixed up to this status, and his ability to cultivate was naturally enough, otherwise, even if his senior brother Mu Xinghe did not sit in charge, he still had so many senior uncles alive, where could it be his turn to be the head of the house, so every move and style carried the momentum of thunder, and the sword light splashed everywhere, like a swimming dragon frightened away, and the clouds fell from the sky.

It's a pity that in front of him is King Qin's top sword saint curtain galaxy.

His greatest rival and only enemy in this life.

Mu Xinghe is calm and unhurried, seeing the moves, the clothes and belts are fluttering, like a fairy in the world, every move can be into the painting, but the move is ruthless.

After a few back and forth, Mu Xinghe looked at the gap under Zhuo Qiuyan's arm, and a sword qi went straight to his armpit. Zhuo Qiuyan was shocked, and subconsciously withdrew his hand to block it, but he didn't want to be followed by Mu Xinghe step by step, and slapped his palm on his open heart.

Zhuo Qiuyan was shocked by this palm, and he stepped back more than a dozen steps, or if he didn't need the support of Han Qingbone, the whole person would lie on the ground.

Relying on the support of the cold green bones, Zhuo Qiuyan raised his upper body, staring at Mu Xinghe with resentment, and blood slowly oozed from the corners of his mouth:

"Mu Xinghe, you have a kind. ”

Mu Xinghe withdrew his sword qi with his hand, and took a step forward to look at him from top to bottom:

"It's just that you forced it. ”

Sen Leng's gaze passed through his narrow eyelashes, as if he was looking at an emotionless object, how could there be a little brotherhood. Seeing Zhuo Qiuyan's heart tightened for a while, it was as if a hand grabbed his heart fiercely and twisted it hard.

"Mu Xinghe, I treat you well, but you are so ruthless. ”

Raising the back of his hand to wipe the blood stains flowing from the corners of his mouth, Zhuo Qiuyan's expression was gloomy, and his voice asked in a hoarse voice. Hearing him ask like this, Mu Xinghe's expression finally relaxed, but he chuckled, lowered his eyes, and asked back:

"Zhuo Qiuyan, in order to seize the position of the head of the family, you locked me up at the end of the world, and you treat me like this?"

When he lifted his eyes, he returned to the calm and self-controlled senior brother with facial paralysis.

"I'm just the way of others, and I'm just governing others. ”

A heavy feeling of suffocation enveloped Zhuo Qiuyan's whole body, making him laugh a little self-deprecatingly, and laughed miserably:

"Mu Xinghe, you are so ruthless. ”