Xia Yuzhou stared at the line for a long time, puzzled: "What do you mean I'm hesitating? I'm almost..." Realizing that his brother was still there, he swallowed the second half of the sentence.
He thought it was obvious enough that he almost put Si Jun on the bed and forced him to fry him. Why did Si Jun still say that he was hesitating. Xia Yuzhou leaned against the car window, letting the strong wind blow his hair. Zhou Shu heard his brother muttering over there, although he didn't know what he was muttering, but it was something related to Sijun, and he didn't want to hear it at all. However, seeing Xia Yuzhou's dead look from a sideways glance, he couldn't help but say, "I know what he's thinking."
"Huh?" Xia Yuzhou looked at his younger brother in surprise.
"Actually, it's very easy to understand. Forcing the king, you can't lower his noble head, just wait for you to give him a step down." Zhou Shu sneered, as far as understanding Si Jun, he thought that there was no one who could compare with him. After all, he was the one who scolded him diligently for five years. In the past five years, in order to maintain my competitive level of swearing, so as not to repeat myself like Mrs. Xianglin, I have been paying attention to Sijun's dynamics and updating the swearing content in real time.
"The steps I gave weren't obvious enough?" Xia Yuzhou gritted his teeth.
I even played Xiao Xingxing in front of him, there is no way for this person not to answer. Xia Yuzhou felt that his younger brother's analysis was wrong. The focus of this matter was clearly on the word "hesitation". It was obvious that Si Jun felt that his heart was not sincere enough. Is it true that if you really want to push people down and rape them, you can be considered as a real man without hesitation
Xia Yuzhou scratched his head, but it wasn't impossible.
Imagine that one day I pretended to go to the apartment to deliver a courier, opened the door and dragged Si Jun to the bedroom without saying a word. That sunken bedroom is very suitable for throwing people directly on the bed, and then jumping over by himself, so fierce that the weak Sijun Ride meowed. Then he put his hips on his hips amidst Lord Si's weeping, and asked him, "Is my heart sincere enough this time?"
Well, I'm a little excited when I think about it.
Zhou Shu: "Don't drip your saliva on my car."
Xia Yuzhou wiped the corners of his mouth subconsciously, and found that there was no saliva at all, so he sipped his brother's sleeve very naturally, so that he could rest assured that he didn't drip saliva on the car.
Zhou Shu couldn't move around in the car, and could only let his brother saliva on his limited-edition T-shirt, so angry that his red hair exploded: "I said that you have nothing but the surname Si in your mind every day." Is it? I know to follow him around every day, do you still remember why you came back to Yanjing?"
In fact, when Xia Yuzhou returned to Yanjing, he did not discuss with Zhou Shu in advance, but came back suddenly. If he had told him in advance, Zhou Shu would have helped him renovate the dental clinic long ago, and it would have been reduced to the point where he had no place to live. It's just that it's been so long, and Xia Yuzhou hasn't revealed why he came back. Zuo Zuo definitely didn't come to reconcile with Si Jun.
But during this period of time, Zhou Shu didn't observe any aggressive behavior of his brother, and was thinking about giving chocolates to that little boy every day.
"Hehe, I've learned the cliché." Xia Yuzhou patted his younger brother's fluffy hair.
The red-haired man became more and more explosive, Zhou Shu tilted his head to prevent him from taking pictures.
Xia Yuzhou gave a "tsk" and withdrew his hand: "I went back to Yanjing out of ability." "Ability?" Zhou Shu didn't understand what kind of nonsense this was.
Xia Yuzhou leaned on the back of the chair and sighed long: "I want offspring, I want to turn ordinary humans into blood races. With Xiao Mo, the restlessness of the blood can be temporarily soothed, and I will feel happy physically and mentally."
This is the driving force engraved in his blood, and every time he gets a transformed offspring, it can make him happy for a long time. It is an inexplicable nature, like a cat trying to catch a ball of wool or a duck trying to paddle in a river.
This is the first time Zhou Shu heard about such a thing, and he was quite shocked: "So, Dad transformed me back then, just to have fun?"
When he was a child, like Chen Mo, he had a terminal illness and couldn't be cured. His parents abandoned him in the hospital, but Xia's mother on duty found him and took him home. Zhou Shu has always been very grateful to the Xia family who gave him a second life, and deeply felt that this touching and legendary story deserved to be included in the "Top Ten Events That Touched the Blood Race". Now that I heard about this ability, I suddenly felt weird.
Xia Yuzhou touched his chin: "That shouldn't be the case. The inheritance has been broken. Even if Dad wants to transform his offspring, he can't do it. Back then, it was just because you were dying and you couldn't be saved. If a blind cat ran into a dead mouse and bit it casually, who knew you It's really blood."
Zhou Shu: "..."
Why does this sound like a curse, saying who is a rat
Zhou Shu was speechless for a while: "What about now? You have Xiao Mo."
"I still need more offspring." Xia Yuzhou rolled up his sleeves and licked the word "buried" on his left arm. The dense blood holes shrunk rapidly visible to the naked eye. "When there are more offspring, our family will also be able to prosper."
As the last Eastern species, the Xia family has a pitifully small number of people, and the rhythm of being extinct every minute is too insecure. It was probably because of this kind of intuition that Xia Yuzhou wanted to transform more people.
As a non-pure blood, Zhou Shu can't feel this kind of motivation. He only pays attention to a practical problem: "Our family is prosperous, what can we do?"
The newly created blood races are all their juniors, and they all need to be fed. Their family does not have the Hanshan family's culture that has been passed down for hundreds of years to inherit, so what do they need so many descendants
Yes, what are you doing
Xia Yuzhou thought about it hard, and said uncertainly: "Will you hold up the light board for the game?"
Zhou Shu's eyes lit up: "It makes sense, and I can even form a support club for my daughter."
"Huh? What girl?" Xia Yuzhou didn't realize it for a while.
"Xie Yinyin," Zhou Shu said excitedly when he mentioned this, and he was very excited, "Brother, come on, come up with a company, and our family Yinyin will have a backup light board for the entire district!"
"..."
Xia Yuzhou remembered who this Yinyin was. The dormitory of the Shu e-sports base is covered with various posters, and most of the protagonists of the posters are the girl named "Xie Yinyin". She is a member of a female idol group. She debuted for a year on the 18th line. For some reason, Zhou Shu became her "father's fan", chasing stars with great joy.
"My daughter's fan meeting the day after tomorrow, you go with me." Zhou Shu sent his brother back to the clinic, and before he left, he didn't forget to explain. Yinyin's popularity is really not high, and there are so few fans, every time there is a concert or meeting, Old Zhou's father is worried.
"All right, all right." Xia Yuzhou had no choice but to comply with his nagging. Even before going to bed, I was still wondering why the topic changed from Sijun to fan meeting.
Not knowing how to reply to Si Jun's message, Xia Yuzhou chose not to reply. Throwing the phone aside, he took out the broken mirror from under the pillow and continued to study. He does have more important things to do than reconcile with Si Jun.
"Xia's Yuzhou?" Someone called his name, the voice was far and near, but it was very nice. The tone and rhythm are a bit difficult, which does not sound like modern people.
Xia Yuzhou looked around in a daze, and found himself on a cliff. There is an ancient tree growing on the edge of the cliff, with intertwined roots and full of blue and white flowers. A fairy in a wide-sleeved robe stood with his back facing him under the flower tree. He should have said the sentence just now.
"You called me?" Xia Yuzhou took a few steps forward, trying to see the person under the tree clearly, but he couldn't see the person's face clearly. But there was one thing he saw clearly, and that was the sword hanging on the waist of the immortal, the whole body was bright blue - the Wuya Sword.
"Our Xia family is about to perish." The immortal looked at the crescent moon in the sky and sighed softly.
"Ancestor?" Xia Yuzhou was shocked, but a sword was not enough to prove the identity of the person in front of him, but Xia Yuzhou knew in his heart that this person was definitely the ancestor of the Xia family.
The ancestor turned around, still couldn't see his face clearly, but his voice became clear: "Why do you only have one newborn? The Xia family is gone, and everyone has to follow. You have to continue the blood of the Xia family as soon as possible. The more the merrier."
The moon-white robe flutters in the strong mountain wind, flickering in the bright moonlight, not like a real person.
"It is impossible to have pure blood, but returning blood to relatives..." Xia Yuzhou scratched his head, "The inheritance has been broken, and I don't know who can be transformed. It is too slow to verify only by bone marrow matching." .Ancestor, at least you taught me a quick way to distinguish, so that the bloodline can be continued smoothly."
"The way to continue the bloodline is already in your hands." The ancestor said this, and disappeared into the wind along with the falling petals.
What
Xia Yuzhou looked at his empty hands, was the ancestor joking
A big slender white hand reached out and held his two hands together: "That's it."
Xia Yuzhou looked up and saw clearly the owner of the hand - Si Jun in a suit.
what
Why is this person here? Xia Yuzhou looked around, and the surrounding scene changed, from the fairy-like cliff to the modern apartment in black, white and gray. Turning to look at Si Jun again, the suit disappeared from the man's body, and he was dragged down on the big gray bed.
"I'll help you continue your bloodline," Si Jun said earnestly, "We can have many children, all of whom are pure-blooded, with endless descendants."
I am HU!
Xia Yuzhou woke up instantly.
The sky is bright, and the mobile phone alarm sounds crisp and clear, and it is another new day.
Xia Yuzhou sat up and wiped the cold sweat off his face. The ancestor entrusted the dream and entrusted the dream, why did he bring Si Jun along, this must be caused by the ancestor's resentment towards the severance of pure blood.
"Ancestor, it's not my fault that the pure blood is cut off. I'm the only one left in our clan, and it's impossible to reproduce a single male." Xia Yuzhou found out the broken mirror fragments under the pillow. Having strange dreams and beating Zhou Shu to death, he didn't believe that these two things were okay.
The matter was so serious that his ancestor Tuomeng had to remind him, Xia Yuzhou felt very uneasy. I found a rope and poked it into the small hole in the mirror to string it up, and carried it downstairs in a state of distraught.
"Is it so serious?" Zhou Shu came to deliver the aid items to be used tomorrow, and after hearing Xia Yuzhou's story about his ancestor's dream, he also became nervous, "What are you going to do?"
"If it doesn't work, just try what your ancestors said." Xia Yuzhou looked serious.
Zhou Shu: "What?"
Xia Yuzhou glanced at him: "Don't ask children about adults' affairs."
Zhou Shu: "???"
The method in the dream - fried Sijun.