There was a moment of strange silence in the air.

The branches behind him swayed, and the leaves were swaying, falling all over the ground. Chu Shang bent his lips, smiling at him: "Fellow Daoist and Young Master Ni are really in love with each other."

His voice was as low as a whisper, and a trace of doubt flashed in Ni Yunjiao's eyes. He looked at him lightly without saying anything.

Being happy with the reflection in those eyes, Chu Shang finally answered him, his tone was lazy and casual: "Young Master Ni and the little Taoist priest went down the mountain and headed to the Bixiao Mountains, maybe they were looking for the Jiuxiao Jade Pearl."

In his mouth, the supreme immortal weapon seemed to be just a small thing at hand. Ni Yunjiao did not ask him how he knew so much, but suddenly walked forward and walked to Chu Shang step by step.

Chu Shang was stunned. He looked at him without blinking, his body was slightly tense but he didn't move. The faint fragrance of plum blossoms lingered in his nose when the man in white leaned over. At this moment, their faces were so close that as long as he raised his head, he could touch the man's light lips.

But he didn't move, as if he had been imposed on a fixed body technique. It was not until Ni Yunjiao took off the dry fallen leaves from his hair and let them go that he finally made a move - he raised his hand to catch the leaves that should have fallen to the ground.

In Ni Yunjiao's eyes, Chu Shang put it into his sleeve and said as if nothing had happened: "This little thing is quite unique."

Although he couldn't tell the difference between this leaf and other fallen leaves, Ni Yunjiao didn't ask. He looked away and suddenly said, "Is Mu Hao not the brother of fellow Taoist?"

If so, Chu Shang would not call him "that little Taoist".

"I have met him a few times," Chu Shang smiled, "As for brothers... hey, my relatives are probably all dead."

Ni Yunjiao's expression condensed, and he looked particularly cold. Mu Hao did not tell the truth, and it was a bit suspicious now.

"Can you ask fellow Taoists for help?" Ni Yunjiao said bluntly.

Only in the Golden Elixir Stage can you fly with a sword. If you want to rush to the Bixiao Mountains, you must rely on the power of others.

Chu Shang's eyes froze, staring at his eyes and smiled: "I help fellow Taoist, what can fellow Taoist repay me?"

Chu Shang's facial features are extremely beautiful. This smile is beautiful. A beauty is in his bones, not in his skin. This sentence has a good interpretation in him. With such a charm alone, people can willingly give him their lives.

Unfortunately, the people he really cares about are not among them.

Ni Yunjiao said indifferently: "Fellow Taoist who asks for anything, I will never refuse what I can do."

Chu Shang then clasped his hands and said, "Okay," the corners of his mouth curled slightly, "I've written it down." The last few words were said slowly and long, as if they wanted to be engraved in their hearts.

Mu Hao once mistakenly entered the Xuantian Mirror of the Demon Realm and experienced a completely different past there.

In the illusion, he was a beloved young master, his clothes were always spotless, with loving parents and a serious elder brother who was very patient with him. At that time, even if he was very talented, he was lazy to practice. He always held his brother's hands lazily and acted coquettishly, and was then carried to seclusion without mercy. The brother was always very strict in this regard and had no reason to say, but while he complained, he still liked to come to his brother, watch him practice swords, and see his dazzling charm. He didn't mind at all that everyone knew his brother but did not know him. On the contrary, when people pointed at him and said, "That's the younger brother of Mu Jiao", he smiled proudly. He liked to be protected and protected by his family and be a slutty playboy, wouldn't it be?

When the boy in the illusion fell into a sweet dream, Mu Hao from abroad woke up.

When he woke up, he burst into tears and his eyes were blank.

His master told him that although the causes of thousands of worlds are the same, different endings often result in different thoughts. "What you see in Xuantian Jing is another ending for you." He smiled meaningfully.

Different endings... So, whose thought difference caused this difference? Mu Hao felt a stubbornness in his heart, and the truth spread out little by little before his eyes.

Twenty years ago, there was a pair of sworn brothers who talked about everything and trusted each other. Once, at the full moon banquet of the younger brother's eldest son, the drunk brother accidentally revealed something: the Mu family has a treasure house that no one knows about outsiders, which contains immortal weapons, which is the treasure of the Mu family's tribe. After sobering up, he found that he had missed his mouth. Although he regretted it, he was not much prepared - that was his righteous brother who almost died in order to save him.

But what he didn't know was that it was his righteous brother who coveted and planned to destroy his entire family for several years, leaving only his only son Mu Jiao, washing away his memory, sealing the spiritual roots, and serving them as his own son, waiting for the treasure house to be opened in the future.

The only thing he missed was that Mrs. Mu still had a son in her womb. She realized that something was wrong and gave the child early. She temporarily handed the child to the servant for raising her. She hurried back and eventually died.

That child is Mu Hao, who has been abused since childhood. After learning about his life experience, he changed his original name back and no longer confused, but has a goal.

I don’t know if it’s a pity or a pleasure, but the Ni family was destroyed, leaving only Ni Yunchu and his brother behind.

In front of the ordinary bronze gate, Mu Hao looked at Ni Yunchu beside him. Even though the whole family was destroyed, this man was still a noble son of heaven, with a bright path and a brother who could rely on.

His brother.

Mu Hao smiled softly, he cut through his palm and slowly placed it on the rusty iron lock of the copper door.

"The door of the treasure house needs to use human essence and blood as the key," Mu Hao explained calmly, "If you suck enough blood, it will open it." Of course, this is not something that anyone can do. The treasure house of the Mu family can only be opened by the essence and blood of the Mu family.

For this day, Mu Hao took the spiritual medicine for two years, just to nourish his essence and blood so that he would not die because of his blood before the treasure house was prescribed.

Ni Yunchu was stunned and kept thinking in his heart. How important is essence and blood to the monk? If you are not careful, it will cause a major damage to the foundation. Will Mu Hao, a demon cultivator, really pay such a price to protect Zhonglu?

What is his purpose?

The Bixiao Mountains are vast and on a curved path, Ni Yunjiao stepped on the fallen leaves and walked forward according to the instructions of the silver plate in his hand. Chu Shang's speed was faster than he thought. After sending him here, he disappeared silently, as difficult to capture as ghosts.

He looked up and walked through the forest. There was a mountain wall in front of him. The road broke when he got here. Instead of looking back, he stretched out his hand and felt it. He suddenly drew out his sword and waved it down with a sword.

With a roar, the gravel rolled down. In that moment, some barrier also broke down, and a spacious road appeared. This road was paved with precious jade, which was extremely luxurious.

Ni Yunjiao paused for a moment, then stepped into it without hesitation. Just after he entered, he suddenly closed his back again and returned to its original state.

"But I can help me?" Ni Yunchu asked when Mu Hao's face became paler and ugly.

Mu Hao raised his head and a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "You? You can't help," he said quietly, "In this world, there are only two people who can open this treasure house now."

Hearing a faint roar, his lips smiled even deeper.

"Do you know why? Do you-want to hear a story?"

In Ni Yunchu's vigilant gaze, Mu Hao slowly told him the story of the sworn brothers: "Everyone knows that the Ni family has a treasure house, but who remembers the Mu family in the past? My brother was even forced to recognize the thief as his father--"

"I don't believe it-" The cold sweat behind my back wet my clothes, Ni Yunchu's heart was pounding violently, and she tried her best to find the flaws, "If it were for the treasure house, my father would have brought his brother to open it long ago! Why wait for so many years?"

Even earlier, he could have forced the Mu family to open the treasure house. After all, only essence and blood are needed? No, no—

Ni Yunchu raised his eyes, and then he wanted to summon the magic weapon, but Mu Hao was one step faster than him.

Before Ni Yunchu took action, a light curtain stopped him, causing the spiritual power around him to stagnate. Mu Hao's hand could not leave the door, his face became increasingly ugly, but there was an extremely refreshing smile on the corner of his mouth.

He looked at Ni Yunchu coldly and said sarcastically: "If Ni Gou Thief had not been suspicious in his personality and sealed my brother's spiritual roots so that he lacked blood, how could he have such patience? Haha, he was smart and knew that there would be no mechanism in the treasure house, so he specially chose my brother who knew nothing to be a chess piece that opened the door..."

However, the sky had eyes, and he unexpectedly obtained a note left by his father, which recorded various mechanism traps in the treasure house. Just wake them up with essence and blood first, so that they can be used by him.

Mu Hao said "my brother" at once, and looked at Ni Yunchu with his eyes as if he was looking at a dirty thief. Ni Yunchu clenched his fist tightly, his palm was covered in blood, but it could not bring him back to his senses from the sudden truth.

After being plotted, he could find a way to return it; his relatives who had been dependent on him became a dead enemy in the blink of an eye, what should he do? Ni Yunchu's eyelashes trembled, and a thought suddenly arose: Kill him.

As long as Mu Hao is killed, everything will be buried, and my brother will never know all this.

No one can separate them.

And he has a trump card.

After making up his mind, a trace of coldness flashed in his eyes. Ni Yunchu raised his eyes and suddenly shook.

At the corner, a figure in white clothes slowly walked out.

Mu Hao looked at the man walking timidly, and in an instant he became a simple Taoist priest on the mountain.

His lips were squirming, and when Ni Yunjiao walked to his side, he suddenly stretched out his other hand and carefully held his finger. Seeing that the man did not break away, he showed a slight smile, looking very satisfied.

"……elder brother."

The low voice made Ni Yunjiao froze all over. He lowered his head and stared at the gray face of the childish boy. The Treasure Gate was still greedily sucking his blood and would never let it go before it was satisfied.

Ni Yunjiao cut through his hand and pressed it on the lock. In an instant, the feeling of blood loss was transmitted from the palm of his hand to the heart.

With the sharing of the burden, Mu Hao's face was not much better. He could sense that the door was about to open.

"Brother..." Mu Hao called out again, and he turned his eyes to Ni Yunchu and gasped gently, "Can we kill him, okay?"

Vitality passed by this young man little by little.

This young man, his true blood-connected younger brother, had his last request before his death, to take revenge. He asked his brother to kill the son of his enemy.

Even if that person was once truly loved and loved by him as his younger brother.

Ni Yunjiao did not turn his head, and he calmly replied: "Okay."

The author has something to say: Mu Zhi has not lost his memory, this drama actor just likes the feeling of being involved in the show →. →

I didn't expect that this plot can't be finished in one chapter, see you tomorrow~

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