MTL - Who Dares Slander My Senior Brother-Chapter 15 Brother, I am carrying you back.

Ji Keqing went away from the air, and Jun Yan seemed to be unable to support it. He fell to the ground and panicked and said: "Sister brother!"

Cpr and artificial respiration are useless. Wen Jing will enter a reiki into the body of Jun Yan, and stop the blood for him. For a long time, the pale man slowly opened his eyes and took the hand of Wen Jing.

"Brother!" Wen Jing helped him sit up.

"...How come you?" Jun Yan’s mouth was **** and looked at him.

"Oh... I can't sleep, come out in the middle of the night - um, look for the python..." Wen Jing is not good at lying, sweating.

Jun Yan looked at him, but he suddenly opened his eyes and said: "Thank you for saving, thank you."

Wen Jing’s heart is bitter. This sentence, in response to Ji Keqing, is now given to himself.

He had to ask: "Brother, what is going on tonight?"

Jun Yan’s sinking for a long time, whispered: “I’m not too sure. I’m in charge of the mountain tonight, I’m far away from the sneaky voice. I don’t know if it’s a monster or a man, just going to look up, but Feeling a surge around, there was a strong suffocation to attack myself. I quickly made a move, it seems to have hit something, some people screamed, but I was also seriously injured, lost consciousness, but the body aura automatically dissipated ""

Aura automatically scatters, like bloodshed, uncontrollable, a precursor to death.

It’s really a thousand miles...

Wen Jing said with a saying: "The brothers are not invisible, how can they be found so easily?"

"I didn't use an invisible character tonight."

"why?"

Jun Yanzhi hesitated, whispered: "...because it is very expensive, I want to save it."

Wen Jing looked at him.

In the middle, Ji Keqing did not ask this question, but when Wen Jing was reading, he was instinctively a bug. I couldn’t wait to ask it today. I couldn’t think of this answer.

So greedy, a little cute...

"Master and the second brother did not use the invisibility, you don't know us... poor?" Jun Yanzhi looked at him.

"Why doesn't that person kill you?"

"……do not know."

Because Mu Qiuqiu who attacked him is dead! Tonight's Mu Qiuqiu's body is fragile, and Jun Yan's blow is not right or wrong. He is already dead. And the body is in...

Jun Yan said: "Is he already dead? It is better to look around."

Wen Jingdao: "Where does the suffocation of attacking the brothers come from?"

Jun Yanzhi refers to a piece of wood in the distance, and the sorrow is chilling.

Wen Jing helped him, a little excited: "Let's go see."

"...if that person is not dead, then..."

Wen Jing looked at him patiently: "Don't worry about my brother, I protect you."

Jun Yanzhi immediately closed his mouth and glanced at him faintly: "...good."

Wen Jingyu helped him slowly, and took a few steps. Looking through the moonlight, I saw a cracked hole in the snow, and a stiff body lay on the ground.

Wen Jing let Jun Yan sit well and turn over the body.

At the age of thirty-four, he was thin and tall, with a scorpion on his left face, his expression was gloomy and horrible, and he was already stiff.

One of Jun Yan said: "It is the autumn of Mu Hengfeng."

"Really are!"

Not bad... You're done, you can work...

The two opened the hole in the snow, the space is small, but there are more than a dozen rigid bodies side by side, mostly dressed in robes, seemingly a monk of the sacred swords, mixed with two or three ordinary people, long gone.

Wen Jing's pretense is puzzled: "What are these corpses?"

Jun Yanzhi is determined to look at: "...I heard that there is a magical method of cultivating the monk's aura, repairing it to abolish it, making it impossible to restore the mind, and use it to extract the blood refining magic device. Is this the magic method?"

Wen Jing looked at his face and said: "The magic repair ... does not violate the rules of the door? The three people of the Eight Diagrams peak must also be his start."

Jun Yan’s silence for a while, said: “Send me to the Sisters and report the matter tonight.”

Wen Jing looked at him with gaze.

Go and go, take the first step in becoming a legend of the bamboo wind country...

Jun Yanzhi looked at his boy silently, his eyes were scared: "Road brother..."

Wen Jing said softly: "Brother, I am carrying you."

Speaking down, facing her back.

Jun Yan's eyes, looking at the little body and thin shoulders, there are unfamiliar emotions overflowing, a glimpse of the heart, and quickly restrained.

"Brothers come up."

As a male protagonist, you must first suffer from your heart, work hard, be hungry, and have all kinds of sufferings in the future.

If it is a male protagonist, there are so many sisters to comfort him and compensate him. However, the male master of this practice does not say that the hard-working dead people do not say that good things must be framed, provocative, and threatened. What is more excessive is that the beauty is like Lin, but he has never even beaten from start to finish! It’s really hard to force...

With such a thought, I couldn't help but stuff his heart. Wen Jing's voice was soft and gentle: "The brothers climbed up faster, I am carrying you."

Jun Yanzhi silently squatted on the thin body board under the half.

The slanting slanting of the wind, Wen Jing hands hold the legs of Jun Yan: "Senior brother ... you are not so heavy..."

The face of Jun Yanzhi leaned on his shoulder, and the tip of his nose glared at his neck: "Is it? Not too heavy?"

"I think I can pick you up with one hand." Start bragging.

"Yes? Are you so powerful?" The voice was gentle and smiled.

"Hey..."

Jun Yanzhi looked at the handsome face of the young man, but suddenly there was a bit of pain in his heart. He hardened his eyes and even pulled away his body. His voice was alienated: "Let's take the road, it's closer."

"it is good."

The winter night is cold, but the cold is not the heart.

............I am the dividing line............

When I came to the main peak of Yurong, the two waited for a long time in the main hall and finally waited for the seats.

Wen Jing silently stood by, and Jun Yanzhi said things about it.

After listening to the audience, he listened to the disciples and asked several disciples to investigate. Then, he walked up to Jun Yan, his eyes looked like a torch, and he said, "I will heal you."

The wound was really made by the magical treasures, and the wound around the waist was dark and unbearable. It is a pity that the strength is not big enough, and it is blocked by the aura of the body. It will not spread throughout the body and will not be fatal.

The seat was healed by the repairing technique, and the dark black slowly faded.

In a short time, a dozen disciples sneaked into the temple, and lifted up the dozen bodies of Mu Qiuqiu and Xuedong, and arranged them neatly.

It is stiff and cold, the skin is pale, and some have no blood. It is terrible.

The gaze of the gaze swept over the body and said slowly: "Who are all?"

The disciple Zhu Xi reported: "The ancestor of the ancestors, the disciples do not recognize it, but there are a few people who are missing under the slash of the sword, or missing the door, or this year, or last year, suddenly disappeared, I do not know where to fall. Disciple guess, if you continue to check Going down, I am afraid that the monks here are my doormen."

After a while, he said, "Go and call you Lu Shishu and Wen Ren."

Zhu Xi led the life and went to Hengfeng.

The cold wind is bleak, and Jun Yan’s faintly looks at Mu Qiuqiu on the ground.

Mu Zhiqiu's magical repairs, he knew it last year.

I didn't want to disturb, but unfortunately, this autumn has blocked his way.

Jun Yan's physique is very strange. Every winter and early spring, there is no moon, no moon, and the body is shaking. Every inch is painful and can't be homemade. There is a small hill between Yurong Peak and Hongxiu Peak. There is a huge stone on it, called Moonstone. The moonstone absorbs the sun in the daytime and faintly glows at night. Every winter, Jun Yan is lying next to the moonstone, and the pain can be alleviated. Fortunately, the winter is cold and no one is traveling at night, so it has never been discovered.

A few months ago, the three disciples of Bagua Peak were sucked up by the aura and abolished, and it must be the result of Mu Qiuqiu. Just for some reason, the body has not been hidden, leading to the Qingxu Jianzong patrol the mountain.

This affects the monarchy.

After the patrolling of the mountain, Jun Yanzhi could not get close to the moonstone, and the pain was unbearable, and he could not wait to kill Mu Qiuqiu. It is a pity that the body is the weakest in winter. He wants to quietly endure for a few months, and then he will cook the autumn of the spring.

Hui Shifeng has a huge boulder, although the effect is much worse than the moonstone, but it also has a little use. Jun Yan retreats to the next, Pan Yi trembled on the big stone, unexpectedly hit the road to the mountain.

The next night, Lu Jingshan was in distress, and he saved him many things.

I have been entangled since then.

Therefore, Jun Yanzhi wants to solve this Qizhiqi as soon as possible.

Wen Jing quietly said: "Senior brother, your face is not good-looking, is it still uncomfortable?"

I read the words and read the two people and said, "There is no such thing as you here. Let's go back to rest. After all the investigations are clear, they have their own opinions."

Wen Jing and Jun Yan quickly retired.

The sky outside the temple is already bright, white snow, and the sky is falling.

Wen Jing squatted down and turned his back to him: "Come on, my brother, I am carrying you."

Jun Yan’s silently pulled him up: “No, the injury is much better, I can defend myself.”

As soon as the voice fell, I saw dozens of black spots from the outside to the outside. From a closer look, there were dozens of flying monks. The leading man is about forty years old, his brunette is handsome, and his elegant robe is the peak of Tianhengfeng, Lu Shaoqing.

The monks have fallen, and Jun Yan’s pulls Wenjing away.

Lu Shaoqing looked at the two and stepped into the temple indifferently. The people admire the eyes of Jun Yan, and the gentle and respectful attitude disappeared, but there was some hostility, and they followed the palace.

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