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That night, Jiang Qihong stayed up until midnight again.
His enthusiasm for learning and cultivation was aroused to an unprecedented height after he arrived at Yuehua Peak. In addition to the high-intensity tasks arranged by Ling Xiao, there is also his strong rebellious psychology towards Ling Xiao that comes from the childish and enthusiastic outlook on life.
And today, he has another layer of emotion.
He felt that his junior brother Pei Huan was really pitiful. No matter the children of the aristocratic families around him, or the powerful immortals like Ling Xiao, they all looked down on his junior brother Pei Huan.
He still couldn't understand the meaning of Ling Xiao's rebuke. He just felt that this man was the most pitiful person in the world and should not be treated like this.
He thought that he must become a strong man, someone completely different from someone like Ling Xiao, so that he could protect his junior brother.
So, on this day, Jiang Qihong practiced until late at night again.
He tried his best to sense the aura of heaven and earth around him. However, what is said on paper is only shallow in the end. Even though Ling Xiao had analyzed it thoroughly for him, it was even more difficult when it came time to put it into practice. If there was such an ethereal thing as spiritual power, it was indeed surrounding him in a vague way, but it just couldn't have any interaction with him.
At this moment, he felt a cold wind outside the window.
The presence of this wind is really too strong, and it seems to be coming straight in my direction.
Jiang Qihong thought in hindsight, could it be that the weather outside the window was about to change, so the wind started blowing?
The next moment, the cold breath broke open the window and rushed towards him.
Carrying the breath of death, cold and bloody, it also carries a strange and powerful breath of demon cultivators.
Jiang Qihong fainted immediately.
The moment he fainted, a dark mist solidified in front of him.
If Jiang Qihong was still awake at this time, he would definitely be frightened and faint again.
The man in front of him had dark hair tied high in a crown, completely revealing his deep and sharp face. He was wearing a dark-colored uniform with wide sleeves and long hem, which made his characteristic pale skin of a demon cultivator more conspicuous.
His splendid and suffocating face had a cold expression, and a pair of dark red eyes looked straight at him.
This person is his long-lost senior brother.
Qin Jiangli looked down at him condescendingly, with a sarcastic smile on his cold lips.
He stepped forward slowly, took out his evil-killing weapon, and placed it on the boy's neck.
???????? Is this what his master accepted?
Except for the acceptable qualifications, I really can¡¯t find any advantages. Presumably, his master was also frightened by him, a monster that was messed up by the way of heaven. He killed himself and accepted such a useless disciple who valued safety.
Why should I do what he wants?
Qin Jiangli sneered, and pushed the sword forward steadily. The hair-breaking blade was almost pressed against the neck of the unaware boy.
¡°If you don¡¯t want me, that¡¯s all. In this case, I will make it impossible for you to accept anyone. In the end, you can only keep me as a disciple.
When he was in the Palace of Hades just now, he only had this thought in his mind - no matter who his master accepted, he would kill that person.
He lowered his eyes and looked at the boy on the ground with contempt, hatred, and madness.
Then, he put away the edge of his sword and squatted down with his slender and noble body.
Using the sword in your hand is not enough. He wanted to kill this kid with his own hands.
His hand was attached to the boy's throat, then he pinched his neck with one hand and lifted him up.
He didn¡¯t use his magic breath at all, relying entirely on the strength of his arms. He slowly tightened his fingers, feeling the fragile life passing by his fingertips.
Finally, he laughed happily.
How could someone dare to compete with me for master? No matter who it is, don't expect a good ending.
Veins popped out on the back of his hands.
It will be over soon. he thought. I wonder what everyone will think tomorrow when they see such a young monk killed by a demon cultivator? And what would his master think?
Thinking like this, he sneered and turned sideways, looking through the window in the direction of Ling Xiao's residence subconsciously.
Through the half-opened window, warm yellow light overflowed from the distant window. Under the light, a clear and tall figure appearedsp;However, he still had some doubts in his heart.
Because last night, I also held a book and fell asleep inexplicably.
He is a cultivator, he doesn¡¯t need sleep at all, and rarely gets sleepy. When he was reading and practicing by himself, he was always the most spiritual.
And after he fell asleep, he seemed to have a dream, in which Qin Jiangli talked to him. But Qin Jiangli's voice was so small and ethereal that he couldn't hear what the other party was saying.
The seeds of doubt were planted in Ling Xiao's heart.
However, he naturally did not expect that he did not dream of Qin Jiangli last night.
But Qin Jiangli couldn't control his approach to him, so he used magic breath to block his meridians and consciousness, causing him to pass out in his cave.
Then, the disciple who had not appeared for five years cautiously approached his cave with full of longing, resentment and self-loathing.
He didn¡¯t dare to move Ling Xiao¡¯s body, so he stood next to the chair. Carefully, reverently, and with complicated emotions, he carefully put Ling Xiao into his arms and stood there all night.
Those who have climbed out of the darkness and enjoyed the gift of light will return to the darkness as if they were poisoned, crazily craving for that bright and warm feeling.
Therefore, he could only use this despicable method to pull the light source into the darkness and obtain a moment of salvation.
The beast crouched in the darkness finally got what it wanted and touched the light that was in his heart - even though he deeply believed that this light hated him to the core.
On the second day, the sky turned white, and Qin Jiang left.
Before leaving, he said that all the love and hate were temporarily intertwined into a kiss, and he leaned down and carefully landed on Ling Xiao's hair.
Before the beast hid back into the darkness, it turned all its hatred into tenderness and returned it to the unconscious light.
Of course, Ling Xiao had no idea about this.
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Jiang Qihong: You may not believe it, but I was almost killed by my senior brother_(:_¡¹¡Ï)_
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