brother of time travel

Chapter 62

Above the void, a figure slowly appeared, gradually became clear, and finally appeared in front of everyone.

It was impossible to distinguish his whereabouts with the naked eye. He seemed to appear in an instant, but just as he appeared, he attracted the attention of everyone in the field.

This is a man.

He is tall and thin, and his body is covered with a white robe, which is a little empty. His steps are not steady and powerful, but it makes people unable to look away.This person's side profile is very good, and his face is extremely handsome among men in this world, but the moment he appears, everyone will unconsciously ignore his face.

This is a very imposing man.

Even more imposing than the fierce and brutal bloody old demon.

Everyone in the room even subconsciously ignored the identity of the demon, focusing on the four people on the field.

The action of the blood hand old demon stopped for a while.He turned around and stared at the man in front of him, but found that this man had never appeared in his memory... However, the energy and blood in his body fluctuated extremely violently due to the arrival of this man, and even his cultivation was a little unstable.

In the memory of the blood hand old demon, he has never had such a reaction even when he met the great power in the transformation stage.

"Who are you?" The bloody hand old demon stared at Minghui with violent accumulation in his eyes, but the leaked tension in his eyes exposed his emotions.

Ming Hui smiled slightly: "Old Bloody Hand Demon. You and I have no enmity, but you hurt him, so I have to take action." The "he" Ming Hui said was one of the two monks, and just now The one who yelled at the sky was clearly a monk in green robes... The blood-colored muddy eyes of the blood-handed old demon moved, how could this monk find such a powerful helper?

Did he really hit the iron plate this time?The bloody old demon's thoughts changed sharply, and he finally gritted his teeth and said: "I let these two go, you let me go!"

Minghui looked past the bloody hand old demon, and went straight to He Yunqing's and Yan Kuxin's holding hands.Slightly pursing the corners of his lips and closing his eyes sadly, the moment his eyes met He Yunqing's wound, a strong anger suddenly ignited.

There was no perfunctory expression on the face of the blood-handed old demon, his cold eyes almost made the blood-handed old demon tremble: "You are not qualified to negotiate terms with me!"

As soon as Minghui finished speaking, the bloody old demon acted first.A pair of ghost claws covered the sky and covered the ground with strong blood, almost submerging the entire mountain top.The sky and the earth were filled with strong blood in an instant, strangling people's throats, and it was even difficult to breathe.He Yunqing gave a low cough, and glanced at Zuo Daoyun.

Zuo Daoyun immediately understood and evacuated the disciples in the arena.

He Yunqing suppressed the pain and leaned closer to Yan Ku's heart, hearing that although his breathing was intermittent, but still showing signs of being alive, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

The field is still filled with blood.

But the situation took a sharp turn.The blood-handed old demon, whom the blood-handed old demon is proud of, is as vulnerable to Minghui as He Yunqing. Minghui just moved his sleeves slightly, and the few people didn't even see his movements clearly. Seeing the ghost claws of the bloody hand old demon floating in the air, they instantly turned into powder.

Minghui raised his eyes and said casually: "It's really vulnerable."

The bloody old demon was full of resentment.His pair of blood claws were soaked in the blood of virgin boys and girls for 500 years. Not only are they extremely poisonous, but they are also filthy and easily erode the spiritual power of monks. Over the years, they have become a part of his cultivation world. Great tool.Now that he is completely abolished by this unknown monk, how can he not let him harbor resentment?

After failing to attack once, the blood hand old demon suddenly spit out a mouthful of extremely viscous blood, the blood was uneven, as if something was jumping inside.The blood-handed old demon laughed: "Taste my myriad demons eating my heart*!"

In the next second, the blood suddenly turned into a human form, and the wind was flying, and the bloody smell became even more intense to the extreme.The humanoid blood not only floated around Minghui, but also tried to fly to He Yunqing's side in vain, but was shaken away by Minghui's soft snort.

Minghui's face remained unchanged: "It's just a trick."

With a light wave of the palm, those blood drops disappeared suddenly, leaving only the old demon with bloody hands standing in place, his wild smile suddenly disappeared, and turned into panic.

"Papapapapapa..." There was a sound like a broken joint, and He Yunqing squinted his eyes, and saw that the blood-handed old demon had been captured by Minghui at some point, following Minghui's movements, The body of the bloody hand old demon gradually disappeared, and a baby with blood-red eyes and naked eyes slowly appeared.The infant grinned at them with a grin, the laughter was extremely ear-piercing.

In the next second, he opened his small hands to escape.

But he was grabbed by Minghui.The smile on the baby's face gradually became ferocious, his complexion changed abruptly, and he started crying in front of everyone, but his whole body was bathed in blood, crying like this not only didn't have any cute feeling, on the contrary, he looked even more horrified. people.Minghui glanced at him coldly, and the baby stopped crying, but the sharp resentment in his eyes was still shocking.

As expected of the bloody old demon, the Nascent Soul of an ordinary monk is just a translucent spirit body, even those with a slightly deeper cultivation base, that spirit body also has self-awareness and knows how to escape.And this blood-handed old demon cultivator's methods are also extremely vicious, his Nascent Soul is as vicious and evil as him, if he is allowed to escape today, there will be no peace in the cultivation world in the future.

Minghui didn't let his hands go soft, he slightly closed his palms, and the bloody baby slowly disappeared in his palm.

The blood in the sky gradually dissipated, and the sun suddenly shot towards the top of the mountain, which made several people not used to it. A warm feeling came to his heart, and He Yunqing couldn't help but feel a little more fortunate in his heart. It's great to be alive!

As soon as the tension dissipated, the wounds set in.He Yunqing coughed heavily, and the smell of blood in his mouth was still extremely strong.His leg bones rubbed against the ground, the salty blood mixed with the mud, and there was another burst of pain.

He tried his best to sit up, but failed several times.

Suddenly a pair of warm hands appeared on his back and gently lifted him up.He Yunqing was a little stunned, but still thanked him softly.

What worried him the most was Yan Kuxin's current situation.They clasped their fingers tightly, but He Yunqing clearly felt that the temperature in Yan Kuxin's hands was gradually disappearing, and his breathing was gradually weakening.He patted Yan Kuxin's back lightly, and hugged him vigorously to his side, resting his head on his lap.

His vision was a little blurred, and his strength was exhausted. He Yunqing panted heavily, tried to calm his heartbeat, and then sat on the spot to recover his spiritual power.

Because of Minghui's presence, Kunlun Shi didn't dare to act rashly, and lay listlessly beside He Yunqing, feeling a little anxious in his heart.

Standing behind the two of them, Minghui saw He Yunqing's cautious behavior as if treating a treasure, and his heart felt sour for an instant.He has been watching, he saw the tacit understanding between the two when they fought side by side, saw that the two trusted each other and were willing to die for each other, and also saw the kiss that was so long and lingering to the extreme but made him feel jealous like weeds.

The two are in love, and Minghui knows it clearly.

He is just unwilling.

Originally, all of this belonged to him!The boy in front of him, the trust and tenderness of the boy in front of him, the love he was stingy to show, all belonged to him.Dreaming back at midnight, every time Minghui thinks of all this, he feels heartache.

He stepped forward slowly, half-bowed, heat seeped out of his palms, and instantly revived He Yunqing, who was looking sluggish.He naturally knew that the person behind him was Ming Hui, and opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but he didn't speak in the end.

He Yunqing closed her eyes, struggled for a moment, and finally her expression became firm.

He clenched his fist and tapped Minghui's arm lightly.Minghui stopped and looked up at him.

Although He Yunqing's voice was very soft, he could hear it clearly.Even the voice rang in his ears like thunder, and instantly made his mood drop to the bottom.

What He Yunqing said was: "Go and save him."

Minghui's movements paused, and he didn't make a sound for a long time.

He Yunqing thought he couldn't hear clearly, so she emphasized it again: "If you feel guilty about me, go and save him, and I will remember your kindness."

Minghui's already pale face became even paler.He stared at the drowsy figure next to He Yunqing's legs in a daze for a moment, and the jealousy in his heart rose to the extreme in an instant.He is jealous of this person, he is madly jealous of this person.Thinking of him, Minghui, as the lord of the demon clan, his cultivation base is several times stronger than this person, and there is almost no existence in this world that can stop him, but all these can't stop him from being jealous of this person.

He obviously has nothing, only one thing is enough to make Minghui jealous.

He has He Yunqing's heart.

That heart belongs entirely to such a weak person, so weak that Minghui can make him disappear from this world with just one finger.

save him?

The corner of Minghui's mouth twitched into a bitter smile: "What if I don't save him?"

He Yunqing's face was calm: "It doesn't matter. What you did just now has saved our lives. I shouldn't be greedy. Anyway, thank you very much."

His tone was polite and distant, as calm as the surface of water without trace.

The words "we" and "thank you" made Minghui clenched his fists tightly, and his blood became a little disordered.He took a deep look at He Yunqing and said, "I'll save you."

If this is your wish, he will surely fulfill it.

The two people in the conversation didn't notice that a slender and thin figure stared at the two of them for a long time beside a steep cliff behind the mountain. It is somewhat similar.

Yan Kuxin's injury was serious at first glance, but in detail it was even more tragic to the extreme.The hole in the shoulder socket pierced by the bloody old ghost's ghost claw was dark, and some places even had pus flowing out, and a fishy smell rushed towards his face.He Yunqing unbuttoned his clothes, only to find that there was no wound on his body, and even some bones were deformed, which He Yunqing hadn't noticed before.

His heart became more and more sour.

Time and time again, this guy always forgets his own safety to protect him.

He even had a sense of wonder.

Because of his time travel, the fate of most people in the original novel has changed.And Yan Kuxin is undoubtedly the one who has changed the most... He Yunqing wondered whether Yan Kuxin changed because of his appearance, or that his change was only for him alone.

He Yunqing had too little experience of loving and being loved in his past and present lives, but even so, his heart was still shaken by Yan Kuxin time and time again.Little by little, he was eating away at He Yunqing's living space, making him more and more inseparable.

Minghui was turning Yan Kuxin's body, slowly injecting spiritual power into it.Yan Kuxin was seriously injured, and the meridians in his body were broken into pieces, so he straightened out the meridians in his body bit by bit, and after running for about half an hour, Yan Kuxin slowly woke up.

Minghui's hand was still on his chest, Yan Ku was surprised for a while and then suddenly understood everything, looking at Minghui with a bit of reluctance, but he didn't say anything in the end, sat up instead, and put his arms around He Yunqing subconsciously , but did not forget to say "thank you" to Minghui.However, his eyes were full of hostility, and his hair seemed to stand on end. This "thank you" really didn't have much credibility.Looking at his appearance, seeing Minghui seemed to make him more vigilant than seeing the blood-handed old demon.

Minghui smiled slightly: "You're welcome, we still have many opportunities to deal with each other in the future."

One sentence deepened the hostility in Yan Ku's heart.

But when he met He Yunqing's worried eyes, the trace of hostility gradually dissipated.He looked at He Yunqing with gentle eyes, and his arms were tightened. This time, it was not a demonstration to Minghui, but seeing that both of them were safe, he couldn't help being happy.

It was this subconscious action that made Minghui's eyes darken even more.

But he never intended to let go.

The two people in front helped each other back to the residence, and he quietly followed behind, even though Yan Kuxin was always glaring at each other, he skillfully hid his jealousy, and instead looked at him calmly.

Yan Ku's heart almost exploded with anger.

The eyes looking at Minghui already showed naked hostility, if it wasn't for Minghui's kindness for saving him, he would drive this annoying guy out no matter what.

After walking for a while, they arrived at He Yunqing's residence.According to Yan Kuxin's intentions, he naturally hoped that his senior brother would go to another place to recuperate his wounds, so as not to be seen by that annoying demon in such a private place.But He Yunqing felt that there was no need to be so rigid, so he just went together with Zuo Daoyun.

This is Minghui's first time here.

The scenery of the outer courtyard is somewhat obscure. When entering the inner courtyard, a sweet-scented osmanthus tree is planted in the courtyard, and there is only a piece of grass under the tree.When several people entered the room, Minghui never moved his eyes away.Similar to He Yunqing's usual style, his room is also plain and elegant, with a few calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall, and there is only a table and a few chairs in the room.

He ordered the little boy to make some fragrant spiritual tea, and several people sat down, just enough to fill up the four chairs.He Yunqing washed off the dirt all over his body first, and then came out, sipping the fragrance of tea quietly.His complexion was obviously a little unnaturally pale. Although Kunlun Stone was afraid of Minghui's existence, he still couldn't bear it, and secretly sent him spiritual power.Minghui glanced at He Yunqing's chest with a half-smile, but didn't point it out.

Seeing the awkward atmosphere among the other three, Zuo Daoyun spoke first: "Since there is nothing in your house, I will take my leave in a few days."

Yan Kuxin took a sip of the tea and felt the fragrance wafting through his nostrils, his expression immediately refreshed a lot: "Why don't you stay for two more days?"

Zuo Daoyun shook his head: "I also stopped by to have a look, now that it's been long enough, I should go back."

The faint scent of tea lingered in the room, after Zuo Daoyun kept silent, the four of them fell into silence again while looking at me and at you.The tea was almost finished, and He Yunqing asked the boy to brew four more cups and bring them up.

He was quite indifferent, but Yan Kuxin on the opposite side was staring at Minghui, his eyes were full of anger.Minghui seemed to be drinking tea quietly, but his casual and leisurely appearance really seemed to be provocative.Yan Kuxin finally put down the cup with a "snap", tilted his head, and asked, "Master Ming intends to stay at my Xuanji Gate for a few days this time. My Xuanji Gate is just a small temple, and I'm afraid it won't be able to accommodate Lord Ming's visit." Great Buddha."

Minghui's expression was indifferent, and he closed his eyes as if he was appreciating the fragrance of tea. After a long time, he seemed to hear Yan Kuxin's words clearly: "How can a monk cultivate his heart, be disturbed by foreign objects? The Xuanji Gate is surrounded by beautiful mountains and rivers. The place where you can meditate and practice. Since I am harmless, why did Sect Leader Yan drive me out? This fellow Taoist is kind enough to persuade Sect Leader Yan not to stay here, why does Sect Leader Yan repeatedly obstruct me when I come here sincerely?"

Yan Kuxin rolled his eyes: "I've said it several times, Dao and Demon are incompatible."

Minghui flicked his sleeves: "Even if I want to stay here for as long as I want, I'm afraid no one in this mysterious sect can stop me."

His rascal appearance made Yan Ku feel helpless.He could only watch helplessly as this man fixed his coveted eyes on his senior brother, but he couldn't get angry again.

He Yunqing was also a little startled when he saw Minghui like this.Just now Minghui acted like that, but it was like when the two met for the first time, Minghui shouted and drank in the cave asking what he wanted to eat.It's a pity that since then, the Minghui he saw is the real Demon Lord.

As Ming Ze said, he is the figure who leads the revival of the demon clan, so how can he put his mind on the love of his children?

He Yunqing put down the teacup slowly, and said, "Ming Zun takes care of everything every day, how can he waste time in this sect?"

Just as he was about to raise his head, he met Minghui's eyes.

His eyes are black and white, clear and clear, and his concentration is like the silver light sprinkled by the galaxy: "I am here this time, just to take a look as a friend, don't try to stop me, I haven't left yet Intend."

His attitude was decisive, and He Yunqing didn't stop him, Yan Ku's heart was flattened, but he couldn't bear to disobey his senior brother's wishes, so he gave Minghui a sneaky look, and then he also opened this page.

It's just that after Minghui finished speaking, the atmosphere in the room became even more awkward, and the few people didn't have the intention to speak, and they dispersed after a few perfunctory words.

For the next period of time, both He Yunqing and Yan Kuxin retreated to heal their wounds, and the internal affairs were handed over to a few masters of the Xuan family.

inside the house.

Kunlun Shi was dangling on the top of the bed boredly, staring at He Yunqing's unhealed wound and frowning: "Oh, for the present plan, you should quickly strengthen your strength! Although the blood hand old demon is strong It’s a little better, but compared to the real masters on the mainland, it’s still not enough.”

He Yunqing asked: "Kunlun Shi, do you know the He family?"

Kunlun Shi jumped out of bed, thought for a while, and then said: "The He family is not a big family left over from ancient times. If my inference is correct, the He family should have risen when the resources in the cultivation world were exhausted. At that time, many great sects In decline, the He family took away many precious secret books and rose from it. It has developed to the present, and its strength should not be underestimated. Your two secret books, the cloud hidden technique should come from the ancient fairy sect, but the cloud change should be the He family I figured it out myself."

"However, these big families have always been used to being arrogant. This time they sent people over to attack various sects in the Eastern Region. Although the two who went to the Fengtian Sect were finally destroyed by the hands of the blood-handed old demon, after all, the Fengtian Sect was wiped out, and the Xuanji Sect But still standing, they will inevitably be angry."

"Ah."

Kunlun Stone said: "After you recover from your injury, I will hand over the Jue in my hand to you to practice. If you are lucky, you can also be promoted to Nascent Soul."

He Yunqing smiled and said, "Let's wait for the real breakthrough."

He Yunqing quietly closed his eyes and practiced, the aura in his body was no longer stagnant, and the sword intent was much more mellow, but the blood-handed old demon's attack was really fierce, and there were many hidden wounds in his body. It took a long time of self-cultivation to get better.

He Yunqing's cultivation has thus stabilized at the late Golden Core stage, and there is no sign of a breakthrough yet.

It was two months later when he healed his injuries and finally ended his retreat.

After the battle with the bloody hand old demon, the disciples in the sect were all full of vigor and vigorously cultivating.Therefore, when He Yunqing came out to look at it, he actually felt that the disciples in the sect had an extra sense of murderous aura, which can only be possessed if they have experienced danger.

He wore a white robe and walked towards the martial arts arena.

"Master He."

"Master He is good."

"..."

Whenever a disciple greeted him, He Yunqing nodded and smiled.

After a while, he walked to the side of the martial arts arena.

Different from when he first entered Xuanji Sect, the martial arts arena is full of disciples at this moment, competing with each other in groups or practicing alone, but the person standing in the middle surprised He Yunqing, who was clearly the Minghui.

Minghui was wearing an indigo robe, the hem of which was almost touching the ground. If one didn't look carefully, one would think that he was wearing a long skirt of a woman, and at the moment he was surrounded by a group of young disciples talking loudly.The smiles on the faces of the disciples were bright, and Ming Hui did not show any signs of impatience.After a while, I saw a disciple come out from the crowd and practiced a set of sword techniques. Minghui then walked up to him and tapped the sword body and the disciple twice. Nodding, Minghui put him back just now, and instructed the next disciple.

His expression was extremely serious, and he was surrounded by an approachable aura, which was quite different from the Minghui in He Yunqing's memory.

The author has something to say: Yo Xi, this chapter has [-] words.

When coding, a group was angry at the DM shutting down the site, so the author's mood was also affected a little.

But the update is still the same, and the author will always be strong.

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