puff~

The streamer dissipates.

An Qisheng raised his palm and frowned slightly, this attempt failed.

It's not that he can't give Xin Yuan a "god", but Xin Yuan is unrestrained, even if he doesn't resist himself, he resists this spiritual template and fails to do his best.

But he is not disappointed, because this road can indeed shorten the long gestation period of the 'God' to some extent.

If he fails once, he will do it again. What he lacks most is the opportunity and time for trial and error.

"Collecting people to practice is indeed a great way. It is no wonder that all those who have achieved success in all realms should start a school, spread the Dharma, and obtain the Dharma..."

Spreading the Dharma in the world is not only for the immortality of Taoism, but also for the purpose of gathering people to practice. Tens of thousands of people practice my Dharma. As long as one person has something, it is worth it after all.

The thought that appeared immediately disappeared, and An Qisheng pressed his palm lightly, and another fiery red streamer suddenly came from the divine court.

try, go ahead.

......

huh~

Yuan Duxiu suddenly turned over and sat up, his eyes swept around.

Nothing was found.

But most of the food he prepared disappeared out of thin air.

Where did this thief come from?

Yuan Duxiu frowned, feeling that something was wrong. He was not surprised by the thief stealing things, and he was not surprised when he saw that he was seriously injured, but he did steal food.

He also stole it for more than ten days in a row, and even after he was vigilant, he was able to hide it from himself, which was a bit wrong.

People with such means need to steal food?

Involuntarily, his eyes fell on the 'little old man' who was sleeping soundly on the bed, he was relieved, but also a little surprised.

Seems to open up a bit?

It doesn't seem as wrinkled as it used to be...

'Is it my little brother? ’

Yuan Duxiu had a strange thought in his heart, and immediately dismissed it.

He has also heard that there are some geniuses in the world, and he was born to know them. He is already proficient in writing at the age of one, but his younger brother is only ten days old.

And the food that disappeared was probably as big as thirty of him, and he couldn't eat it either.

Can......

"Young Master Yuan?"

At this time, there was a knock on the door.

Yuan Duxiu frowned and raised vigilance in his heart.

Standing up, for more than ten days, his injury could not be recovered, but he gradually became familiar with the life of one hand and one foot.

huh~

He rolled his crutches with his unknowing abandoned arms, tucked them under his arm, and limped out the door.

Kacha~

The door was kicked open.

A tall and burly middle-aged man came in with a sneer, carrying a boy who looked like a servant:

"Young Master Yuan, you don't run slowly."

Yuan Duxiu looked at the incoming person expressionlessly.

This middle-aged man's name is Mu Hewu. He is the enemy he forged in Dingtian City. Among all his enemies, he can only be regarded as a small person, but he didn't expect that he would be the first to find him.

"But I forgot that you are now not only a cripple, but also a mute who can't speak."

Mu Hewu smiled happily: "That day, when you kicked me downstairs in Zhengyang Building and made me kneel on the long street, which made me want to die, did you ever think about today?"

Yuan Duxiu's eyes turned cold.

"Are you trying to say that you have offended so many people, why is it only a small person like me who comes to the door first?"

Mu Hewu is tall and looks at Yuan Duxiu condescendingly: "I know they are afraid of what you get, but for me, a small role in your eyes, are you willing to use it?"

He looked playful.

The thin and dead camel is bigger than a horse. Although this Yuan Duxiu is only a mediocre person in the 'Tianjiao City', he was also a well-known young talent in Dingtian City.

If it wasn't for the one who offended the 'Wanfa Building', he would not have had the chance to stand in front of him.

"Kneel down."

Mu Hewu threw it away, and the little servant was thrown into the street outside like a scarecrow. He looked at Yuan Duxiu coldly, and his eyes flashed a happy and hideous light:

"Just like you made me kneel back then!"

Of course he knew what those people behind him wanted to do, but he was content with it. He was able to pay for the humiliation of kneeling on the long street back then!

He did not believe that Yuan Duxiu would make a move.

His hidden things, even if his martial arts were abolished, and his hands and feet were never used, how could he stand on a small character like himself?

They dare not gamble, but they dare to gamble!

Are you going to kneel?

Or to die together?

Yuan Duxiu's face sank, and his heart seemed to be on fire. If it was a few years ago, how could this Mu Hewu dare to shout in front of him?

But now...

Thinking of the little brother who had no ability to survive in the house, his knuckles turned white.

"Which one do you want to kneel on?"

Just when Mu Hewu's eyes became more and more happy, an indifferent voice exploded in the courtyard.

A figure suddenly appeared in the courtyard like a ghost.

The man's figure was slender and tall under the blue clothes, the face under the sword eyebrows was handsome, and his eyes were as bright as morning stars.

He stood in the courtyard with his hands behind his back, and a condensed and heavy aura filled the surroundings.

"Ah~"

Na Muhe's eyes were about to split, he let out a roar, and fell to his knees with a thud.

The hard ground in the courtyard shattered, and cracks spread like cobwebs.

He roared in pain, his hands firmly on the ground, unwilling and fearful: "The people of the blue narcissus, how can it be, how can it be..."

"Young master's name is also your name?"

The blue-clothed man raised his eyebrows, flicked his robes, and the invisible airflow slammed backwards, knocking Na Mu Hewu out of the courtyard with a bang.

With a dull landing sound, there were bursts of exclamations from the long street.

'The blue daffodils really came back...'

Yuan Duxiu breathed a sigh of relief.

The reason why he stayed in Blue Water City was not to wait for the enemy to come, but to wait for Blue Narcissus.

Blue Water City is not big, but it also has masters.

This master is Blue Narcissus.

Lan Shuixian's grandfather was the founder of Blue Water City. The original Lan family was only a small family. Although they controlled Blue Water City, they were not comparable to their Yuan family.

until blue daffodils.

This blue narcissus was born with a vision. On the day of birth, the clear water of the Longjiang River was like a blue sky, and the sky and water were the same color to congratulate Lanshui Town.

If exiles come to the world.

Therefore, his father and grandfather took the name "Xian", which means the fairy of blue water.

And Lan Narcissus really lived up to the expectations of her father and grandfather. As soon as she was born, she showed a world-shattering talent. At the age of three, she was "convinced and refined" with the power of nine bulls and two tigers.

At the age of nine, he 'gathered the spirits to come to Longjiang', and if he was accompanied by a big river, he was less than fifteen years old, and he had practiced more than two hundred years of his ancestors, and was regarded as a world-shattering talent.

It even attracted the elders of the world's major 'Taiyi Sect' to come and collect him under the sect. He is the real favored son of heaven.

He has never been to Dingtian City, but Tianjiao, who is as famous as "Wanfa Linxuanlong" and "Jingyang Mountain Wuer", is the immortal in Dingtian City's "One Immortal, One Dragon and One Martial Art".

Compared to him, he is truly mediocre.

"I'm Lan Liu, the sword-wielding boy under the young master's seat."

After dismissing Mu Hewu, the blue-clothed talent turned around and glanced at Yuan Duxiu lightly: "You are lucky, the young master just came back, since you want to present your treasure, just come with me!"

Taiyimen is the world's largest sect, and its strength is still above Wanfa Building and Jingyang Mountain. What kind of treasures are there?

It's just that since this treasure can attract the attention of 'Lin Xunlong', it makes him take a high look.

Yuan Duxiu was speechless, so he did not speak.

He just limped into the house, raised his 'little brother' with one arm, and slowly moved out of the yard.

Outside the yard, there was no sign of Lan Liu, but a carriage was waiting.

The boy who was driving the car glanced at Yuan Duxiu, his expression changed, as if he was frightened.

"Yuan, Young Master Yuan, get in, get in the car..."

The boy swallowed.

This kid...

Yuan Duxiu nodded, got on the carriage, and headed for the Lan Mansion.

There is not much space for the carriage, but it is very delicate. Yuan Duxiu put the 'little brother' on the soft animal skin and sighed in his heart.

A voice was heard:

"Are you going?"

who?

Yuan Duxiu was startled, lifted the curtain, and was greeted by the surprised face of the young servant.

"Don't look, it's not outside."

The voice sounded again.

Not outside?

Hearing the voice that seemed to sound directly in his heart, Yuan Duxiu turned his head stiffly and looked at the only person in the carriage other than himself.

Unbelievable face.

An Qisheng rolled over and sat up. His hands and feet were too short to sit cross-legged, so he just squatted and looked at Yuan Duxiu quietly: "It's me."

He nodded slightly, his voice directly affecting Yuan Duxiu's heart.

"You, you are... little brother?"

Yuan Duxiu opened his mouth in his heart, and suddenly felt a sense of fear. This fear came suddenly, but it was like an invisible big hand grabbing his heart.

It made him tremble uncontrollably.

If, this is not the little brother, I, I...

"For the time being, that's it."

An Qisheng shook his head in his heart, Yuan Duxiu's heart was severely damaged, and it took more than ten days to suppress the grief in his heart, as if he interrupted his thoughts at this time.

Immediately he would go crazy and collapse.

Originally without sustenance, and having sustenance and then being smashed are two different things.

"Little, little brother."

Yuan Duxiu automatically ignored the word 'temporarily', and his heart felt like an amnesty: "You, how can you speak?"

"Learned."

An Qisheng answered.

Learning a new language is naturally not too difficult for him, or rather, very simple.

Not to mention, the three-hearted blue soul boy was still with him.

"..."

Yuan Duxiu didn't know what to say, how did you learn it in just over ten days?

There were too many questions in his mind.

"do not leave."

An Qisheng spoke again.

He didn't want to speak now, but he had to.

His appearance has not seen any benefit yet, but it has brought Yuan Duxiu a great crisis. Originally, he would bury the bodies of his parents and escape into the mountains and forests.

But because of himself, he had to find a town to settle down, but he has lost the best chance to escape.

If he left himself in Blue Water Town and left on his own, what awaited him would be death.

Therefore, An Qisheng had to speak.

"Okay, don't leave."

Yuan Duxiu's heart was warm, thinking that this was because his younger brother didn't want to leave him, and immediately, he agreed.

"...Well~lightnovelpub.net~ An Qisheng felt his thoughts, and he was a little dumbfounded, but he just nodded.

After agreeing, Yuan Duxiu shook his head a little:

"But, if we don't leave, Lan Shuixian will not promise to protect us for the rest of our lives, and neither can Lin Xunlong."

He offended many people, but what really ruined his family was the thing he got.

But, even if he gave this thing to Lan Narcissus, Lan Narcissus couldn't be because he was an enemy of Lin Xunlong, not afraid, but not worth it.

His original purpose was only to beg Lan Shuixian to help him take care of his younger brother, and he was already prepared to die after leaving.

"It doesn't take a lifetime..."

An Qisheng pondered for a moment, and said a conservative time: "Three years, almost enough for you to kill that Lin Xunlong."

Yuan Duxiu: "..."