MTL - Who Dares Slander My Senior Brother-Chapter 74

The author has something to say: Now I want to explain one thing to everyone. . The original outline of the attack and reunion is: Wen Jing did not want Jun Yan to see his wounded appearance, so the appearance of the disillusionment before the disillusionment. Jun Yan thought that Wen Jing was someone who faked him to lie to him. He chopped him with a sword in annoyance, almost killed his life, and found his true identity in time, regretting it, and then it was a real reunion. The disfigurement and the illusion of Dan are set to push this high tide, but I wrote it several times yesterday, and I didn’t find the right feeling at all. The more I wrote, the more annoying, the more I wrote the more chaotic, and finally let them reunite directly. .

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In fact, I am a little uncomfortable about this. Now I decided to rewrite the last part of the chapter yesterday. I know that everyone is sure that someone is not happy, but there is no high tide. I always feel that I have a big spread. In the end, I was so wasted and uncomfortable. Ask everyone to forgive.

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I put the revised part in the "The author has something to say", but in fact only changed the last part, I really forgive.

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Wenjing’s back was cold and suddenly realized that he had made a very serious mistake.

He didn't have time to think about it, and he quit the library, and wanted to leave quickly in the night, but it was already late.

Behind the scenes, there was a cold, calm, and familiar voice.

"Looking for the "Five Elements to the Yuan Jian Jian"?"

Wen Jing was too confused to think.

How can I meet in this situation? He is not the one to be arrested by Jun Yan!

"Since it is here, why bother to go? If you can't find the "Five Elements to the Yuan Jian Jian", is it not defeated?" The voice is calm and the sound is very beautiful, but the tone is ruthless and cold. Chilling, "Who did you send it, why not show me your face?"

Wen Jing bites his teeth.

The situation is urgent now, do you want to reveal the true face? I was hurt like this, I was afraid to scare him... But if I turn around, I am not going to die tonight?

Wen Jing pondered for a moment, thinking of his own appearance in his mind, his face turned into a state of disfigurement quickly. He slowly turned and walked into the moonlight coming in through the window, looking at the familiar figure in the darkness, his heart swaying.

His voice was a bit hoarse and a little expecting: "Sir brother, it is me. I escaped from the tower."

The figure stood quietly and did not speak for a long time.

The moonlight falls on the face of Wen Jing, clear and somewhat dreamy. Wen Jing knows that he must see clearly. The heart flutters like a rabbit. He slowly walks forward and criticizes: "Brother, it is me, I am not..."

The word "death" has not yet been exported, and a fierce aura suddenly rushes to him. The aura was fierce and fast, Wenjing did not have the slightest defense, and the chest was immediately penetrated!

Everything came so fast, he couldn’t make a sound even if he screamed, and fell to the ground, looking at Jun Yanzhi in a panic.

He groaned: "Brother..."

what happened? ! Can he still show his flaws when he plays himself? !

"He has a big eyebrow to the left and half an inch below the right eye. There is a small mole. You are pretending." The voice of Jun Yan is cold and cold, and there is no slight wave. It seems to be disheartening and abhorrent. He slowly took out the long sword: "You know, I hate the most, others pretend to be him."

The voice just fell, the cold light flashed in front of me, and the sword gas with the anger of the haze, hollowed out!

Wen Jing almost did not come up.

He didn't know that he had the two little cockroaches!

He wants to cry without tears, but has no time to explain. Wen Jing flusteredly removed the illusion, revealing a face like a evil spirit, and grievances: "Brother, you listen to me..." I am really Wenjing!

Jianfeng stopped at the start of the millennium, and the body of Jun Yanzhi trembled: "Teacher?"

If the words are not finished, the sword is too late to accept and fall on him!

Wen Jing’s waist and abdomen had a sharp pain, and his eyes were black and he screamed: “Brother.”

Before the fainting of the past, a ghostly shadow rushed toward him, hugged him tightly, and his voice was confusing: "The younger brother... the younger brother..."

The waist and abdomen were crushed by the train and the general pain, it seems to have broken into two. Wen Jing fainted and woke up, and repeated. There seems to be someone around him who has been taking care of him. When Wen Jing is unconscious, he hears people crying from time to time to call him "teacher" and feels a slender hand touching his forehead.

I don’t know how long I have been slumbering. Wen Jing’s eyelashes trembled and slowly opened her eyes.

He stared blankly at the low roof.

Where is he?

A person around me immediately came over and clasped his hand and whispered: "Teacher..."

The voice was hoarse and sobbing, like... I don’t know how long I cried.

Wen Jing was in a panic, and quickly turned his head, and suddenly pulled another pain in the waist. He rolled his eyes and gnawed his teeth, only to see that Jun Yan’s clothes were messy and his eyes were red and swollen, and he was looking at him with a gaze that was close to confusion.

I immediately remembered what happened before my fainting.

Wen Jing did not care for pain, immediately turned over and sat up, screaming: "Brother, I am really..."

Jun Yanzhi’s eyes are tearful and whispered: “I know... you finally woke up...” He gently lifted his hand and slowly lowered it, so he seemed to want to touch him but he didn’t dare to touch I was afraid that he would fly away and looked at him only.

Wen Jing couldn't help but look at his arm, and the pits were full of scars and it was really disfiguring. He was not mentally prepared, and suddenly felt like he was not wearing clothes. He was flustered and said: "Senior brother, how long have I been awake?"

"One day..." Jun Yan’s quietly holding his hand, his lips and laughing, his eyes shed tears, but the bottom of his mouth showed a hint of fear, for fear that people would escape and lock him tightly.

Wen Jing silenced and whispered: "The brothers still have something to do, I will leave for a while, wait a few days..."

Jun Yanzhi suddenly hugged him, tightly circled him, confused and anxiously said: "Not busy at one time, you left me for three years, we first ... to tell the old."

Jun Yanzhi’s hand waved gently behind his back. A basin-sized, black-skinned thing had already been so anxious that he couldn’t wait, climbed up from the wooden board under the bed, and sprang into the arms of Wenjing.

"Big turtle!" Wen Jing's waist was hit and hurt, but he was so excited that he couldn't close his mouth. The big tortoise lay on his lap with four feet in the air, trying to flip it over.

Wen Jing smiled and held the big turtle in his arms, bowed his head and kissed his head: "...not seen in three years, and grew up."

The big turtle excitedly snarled on his neck.

Jun Yan's gentle look at Wen Jing, and touched the small tail of the big turtle swaying, whispered: "It has been thinking of you for a few years, without you, eating a lot less."

Wen Jing looked around and explored the hand: "Is there anything I have to eat, let me feed it?"

Jun Yanzhi quickly handed over the pocket for the big turtle to eat. Wen Jing took out a few fruits and fed it, and bowed his head to knead its head. The excitement of the big turtle passed, but he refused to go. The four legs shrank and crouched on his lap and watched him digest.

Jun Yanzhi whispered: "Your waist is not good, I will give you a cure."

Wen Jing red face. The burns on his face and body are so ugly. He always feels a little psychologically impaired. He bowed his head and said: "This is a sword wound. I can eat a few Ling Dan. The brothers set up a trap to catch people, or that piece. It matters."

The throat of Jun Yanzhi moved up and down and whispered: "It takes a lot of effort, I will treat you with a wound."

He also stopped thinking about whether Wen Jing was willing to take the big turtle and put it on the ground. The big turtle looked at it with a sigh of relief. When he saw Jun Yan’s turning over the bed, he held Wenjing in his arms and immediately instinctively rushed toward the door.

It couldn't get out of the way for a long time, so he had to retract his head into the shell.

Wen Jing was opened by Jun Yan, and his face was red like a drunken shrimp. He said, "No pain, no..."

The waist is touched by an aura, and the pain is immediately soothed, and the coolness is as comfortable as the summer spring.

Jun Yanzhi’s body clung to his back and gently said in his ear: “How comfortable?”

Wenjing's left half of his face was disfigured, so he deliberately pressed it into the bed, only the right half of the face was facing up. The voice was low and the sound was heard, and the man’s hair was straight and vertical, and the right half of the face was numb, and the heat wave rushed up.

"Ok."

The two did not talk very tacitly. Sitting in the middle of the king, the warm breath sprayed on his cheeks, the hot air infiltrated into the blood of the skin and rushed, let Wen Jing think of the many intimacy of the night, and suddenly felt happy.

He licked his fist and whispered: "Brother, a little hot..."

"...tolerate again, it will be good." The voice of Jun Yanzhi is still calm and calm, but the breath is slightly sinking.

"it is good……"

It’s just healing, but it’s getting out of the way.

After half an hour, Jun Yan took up the aura and sat up: "Okay."

Wenjing touched the sword wound in the abdomen, and the wound had healed almost the same. The pain of the waist-shoulder had disappeared before. I have suffered a lot in the past three years, and the rest of the pain is nothing. He immediately wrapped his clothes and turned it down from the bed: "It doesn't hurt at all."

Jun Yanzhi looked at him, and for a long time he whispered: "What is the injury on the face?"

"It burned in the tower." Wen Jing picked up the outer shirt on the bench and deliberately turned his right face toward Jun Yan. He said, "It’s all old wounds, and it won’t hurt."

Jun Yanzhi bowed his head, but his eyes were slowly moist.

Wen Jing smelled the outer shirt, and an unpleasant sweat smacked, and suddenly he vomited. He quickly bowed his head and smelled the body, screaming at the heart, this taste is really enough, I really don't know how Jun Yanzhi just endured it.

He said to Jun Yan: "Senior brother, I have not bathed for more than ten days, and my body is dirty and smelly. Can I take a bath?"

Jun Yanzhi immediately got out of bed, looked down and didn't see Wen Jing go out, his voice whimpered: "You wait."

Wenjing looked around, this inn was simple and the space was not big. It should be a very inconspicuous place in Linfeng City, which is suitable for avoiding people's eyes and ears. He went to the door to make a big turtle, and the big turtle did not despise the sweaty smell on his body, and excitedly climbed into his arms.

I was having fun, the door "Oh," opened, and the two servants lifted up a large wooden barrel and placed it on the ground and went out again. Jun Yanzhi said at the door: "Set the neighboring room of this room, prepare a large tub, fill it with water and put it in the neighborhood, don't bother."

"Okay, I know."

The water in the big wooden bucket is a bit cold, just the temperature he likes. Wen Jing saw Jun Yan holding the big turtle to the neighbors, thinking that he really looked at his eyes, knowing how to give himself space, then gently took off his clothes and crossed in. The cool water touches the tormented skin, making people feel comfortable.

Wen Jing made a sigh of sigh.

At this moment, the door "Oh," opened again.

Wen Jing shrank his body and watched the entrance of Jun Yan to close the doors and windows. The room suddenly became dark. Jun Yanzhi took off his shirt and hang it aside, and took off his shirt and robes together, revealing a well-proportioned slender body.

Wen Jing only knew that he was undressing, but he did not dare to stare at him. He was uneasy and he kept on slamming himself. After a while, the space in the barrel suddenly became much smaller. A person walked into the bucket from him, and the warm body sat down against his back.

Wen Jing's breathing suddenly accelerated, and the limbs were also somewhat stiff: "Senior brothers should also wash?"

He is not mentally prepared yet?

Jun Yanzhi did not speak, but his fingers gently stroked the scars of Wen Jing's staggered chaos. There was no love in his eyes. But he wanted to see more and more.

Old wounds and new wounds layered together, like a tumor, ugly, covering half of the body. When Jun Yan closed his eyes, he could almost hear the fire burning Wenjing's skin and make a "squeaky" sound, as if he had seen him burned again and again, and escaped from the dead endlessly.

What kind of days have he been in these three years?

The scar on the body was gently kissed, accompanied by a gentle gasp, Wen Jing was a little blush, whispered: "The places are ugly, brothers, don't kiss."

The person behind him did not speak, but the kiss gradually increased like a stamp. Wen Jing turned to the right side: "Sister..."

Looking back, I saw Jun Yan’s tears staring at him, his eyes red. Wen Jing suddenly felt a bit sad, and said: "This is all old injuries, it has not hurt anymore, it is... ugly."

Jun Yanzhi turned him over to face him, tightly circled, crying like a hoarse voice: "I didn't mean to hurt you last night..."

"I know." Wen Jing quickly said, "My illusion has been seen by you, and you think I am pretending to be someone else."

Jun Yan’s bitterly bowed: “I killed you accidentally last night...”

"I am not dead, I am accompanying you." Wen Jing squinted at his hair, dumb voice, "Have you been good in the past few years? I heard that you were caught in the ancient mirror two years ago. To..." He said that he was so sad that he couldn’t say anything.

The calm voice of Jun Yan is a bit cold: "If it is not the means of the three abuses, how can I be caught by them?"

"What have they done?"

Jun Yanzhi opened his mouth and closed it tightly.

"They...what have you done?" Wen Jing has a panic.

Jun Yan's slow channel: "They spread the message that you came out from the tower of the celestial sacred tower. They are healing the ancient mirrors... I rushed over. After that, some people pretended to be illusory, and set up a network around them. Wait for me to rush to hug the man."

Wen Jing’s heart sighed. Jun Yan is cautious, how can he carelessly count? Only when it comes to Wen Jing, knowing that there is fraud, but still will not be willing to rush to see.

He looked at Jun Yan gently. If he is not really interested in himself, he can find the flaws of that person, I am afraid that the two have already separated from each other.

"This time, come back, stay with me, and don't go anywhere." The voice suddenly had some fear, and Jun Yanzhi held him tighter.

"it is good……"

Jun Yan gently touched his body and picked up the water to wash him.

The posture of the two at the moment is a bit weird. Wen Jing straddles the thigh of Jun Yan, and is limited by space. His legs are forced to ring around his waist, only to feel the heat coming to his face. This sitting position is too direct and too embarrassing. He is a little chaotic and retreats, pushing the chest of Jun Yan: "You wash first, I will wait for another..."

When the words were not finished, Jun Yanzhi came over and put him on the wall of the barrel behind him, holding him down for a while.

If you haven't finished, the tongue that has been driven in is blocked in your mouth.

Wen Jing was entangled with him in a panic, vaguely guilty: "Brother, don't you... I, I have to tell you something..."

"Let's wait." Jun Yanzhi bowed his shoulder.

"This, no..."

Jun Yanzhi looked up and covered his lips, his tongue skill twirling in his mouth, toughly let his willpower collapse.

Wen Jing pushed him away and frowned. "This is the case! I accidentally gave the first half of the "Five Elements to the Yuan Jian Fa" to receive it..."

Jun Yanzhi’s slight glimpse: “That heritage has chosen you?”

Wen Jing swallowed: "I was really forced to do it at the time. I don't know that the inheritance can accept people outside the Hengyang Palace."

He uneasily summed up: "I am the one who makes your family's inheritance incomplete."

Jun Yanzhi thinks thoughtfully: "..."

Wen Jingxin said: "And... I have personally practiced the first weight of the "Five Elements to the Yuan Jian Jian", otherwise I will not be able to go out."

Jun Yanzhi is a glimpse: "You mean, if it is not the first weight of the "Five Elements to the Yuan Jian Jian", you are afraid of being at the moment -"

"Yes, I am afraid I will be burned to death."

Jun Yan's dumb voice: "What is the matter of Natari?"

Wen Jing said what happened in the Zhu Xian Tali, and said: "The small flame is afraid to guard the spirit of the tower, I will dispel it with the sword, it will not recover for some time. However, I do not know. For what, its shape is getting bigger and bigger. At the end of the day, the flames are overwhelming, and the people can burn people. At half a month ago, my "five elements return to the sword" was the first to make a difference. The gas swept away the flames that filled the tower, and painted seven times on the small sword symbol on the tower wall, and finally escaped."

Jun Yan's thoughts for a long time, not to mention.

Wen Jing did not dare to interrupt his thoughts, nor dared to speak out, waiting quietly. Finally, Jun Yanzhi’s mouth overflowed with a smile and looked down at him.

Wen Jing is a bit embarrassed: "Brother, what are you thinking about? What should the inheritance do?"

Jun Yan looked at him with pity and tenderness, gently covering his lips, and his voice was hoarse: "... Since you have already accepted my offer, I will be welcome."

Wen Jing: "...a gift?"

The next two days were in chaos.

For the first time, Wen Jing knew that the space such as the bathtub could do a lot of things. According to Jun Yanzhi, "the spaciousness has a spacious approach, and the narrow and narrow benefits." After washing, he was taken to bed and continued. He was groggy and made a strange look. He attacked possession in various ways. He was embarrassed to think about it. Jun Yan was not willing to let him go, even when he was asleep, he kept him in his arms, and he was eager to seek his promise.

Wen Jing suffered a three-year grievance, why is he not? It is also unclear who is suffering more...

Two nights later, Wen Jing was tired and replaced with a clean new dress, and one of the monarchs was out of the inn. For two consecutive days, he was living a piling machine, and at this moment his mood is like a bird that has only experienced vicissitudes.

Although the double-single flight is important, it is also good to be released and fly around in the woods.

They came to Li Qingran's residence in tandem.

...but it is already late.

There is nothing missing in other places. For example, a few days ago, the bookstore seemed to have thieves to wash it. The bookcase fell a few times. Hundreds of books were scattered all over the place and turned into a mess.

Wen Jingqi down and turned over the books that fell on the ground, and opened his mouth and was speechless.

I ran away and didn't catch it.

There was no reaction from Jun Yan, and the temperament of Taishan’s topping did not change. He came to a huge bookcase and fingered it along the second row of books. He whispered, “Well, I was taken away.”

"What have you taken?"

"You left me the Thunder Sword."

Wen Jing raised his eyebrows inexplicably. Did he actually put the real "Invisible Yuan Jian Jian" here?

He knows that Jun Yan’s work has always been planned, and he did not ask much. He only said: “What should I do next?”

Jun Yanzhi said: "Do you know what happened after I escaped from the ancient mirror school?"

"……what's up?"

"I don't know who used my reputation to release the news, saying that the "Five Elements to the Yuan Jian Jian" is the inheritance of Hengyang Palace. If someone hides and does not return, I will kill the five major factions one by one."

"heard."

Jun Yan's back started slowly in the library: "After that, Shuiyue Palace, Hengtianmen, and Hongfeng taught one after another, and two hundred disciples had small injuries, which could not stop the blood, and then died of bloodshed."

"I have heard this. The thing about Li Qingran is that you will count on it."

Jun Yan said: "I feel that no matter who is behind the scenes, he is already anxious. That time, when the ancient mirror school did not catch me, he only preached the news, saying that he would not return the "invisible return to the sword", he would Killing the five major factions. So when the red maple teachings came out, I forced Li Qingran and Yan to make a good show."

"When you are drunk, you can spit it out in front of everyone, and you force Li Qingran to flee, causing him to have a ghost in his heart. If that person really cares about the "Five Elements of the Yuan Jian Jian", even if he feels fraud , will also send people to see."

Jun Yan nodded: "With his people, he will rule his body."

Wen Jing frowned: "The man has worked so hard to do so many things, is it for a heritage?"

The back of Jun Yan is facing him: "I have not figured out in the past few years. The two sets of inheritance of my Hengyang Palace, except for the direct descendants, no one knows its existence. How did it spread out in the past?"

"..."

"Two days ago, you told me what happened in the fairy tower. I suddenly had a weird idea."

"what idea?"

Jun Yanzhi looked at him and sighed softly: "Zhu Xian Tower is the magic weapon left by the ancestors of Qing Dynasty, but I heard you just said, but I feel that the small flame is not to kill, but to accompany you to practice swords. ""

"Yes, it does have this feeling."

"If someone else enters the tower, the three fires will inevitably burn him. Why do you just accompany you to practice the sword?" Jun Yan looked at him and then continued, "I remember saying that when you were in your mind When the first heavy inheritance of the "Five Elements of the Yuan Jian Jian Fa" appeared, the flame that burned you was about to retreat."

"Not bad."

Jun Yan turned his head and looked at the sword in his hand and sighed: "Maybe, the small flame that treats you as a emptiness ancestor may not be."

Wen Jing stayed a bit: "How do you say?"

"The sword in your hand is the sword of the ancestors of Qing Dynasty. It was carefully examined."

"Correct."

"If the "Five Elements to the Yuan Jian Jian" is related to the Qing Dynasty ancestors?"

"What do you mean?" Wen Jing was a little embarrassed.

Jun Yan’s bitterness said: “Maybe, the celestial tower is the place where the ancestors of the Qing dynasty practiced the “Five Elements of the Yuan Jian Jian Fa” and the first place to be 'rebirth of the fire.' It was not a magic weapon for murder, but he was closed. The sword."

Wen Jing stared at him closely, suddenly stunned: "You guess, "The Five Elements of the Yuan Jian Jian" is the inheritance of the Qing dynasty! When I have its first heritage, and the hand-sword, that Did the group flame mistake me?"

This can explain everything!

If you think about it, you can say to yourself: "If this is the case, the "Five Elements to the Yuan Jian Jian" is the inheritance of the Qingxu Jianzong. He wants to **** it back. It is understandable. But why should you frame Duan Xuan? ”

Wen Jing said with anxiousness: "Who is framed by Master?"

(There should be 2-3 chapters in the body, and Fan Hua will write a snake play.)