Back in the guest room, Zong Zixiao hugged his eldest brother and kissed him firmly, then put his face on his neck and said dissatisfiedly, "Kunlun is really too cold."
He knew that Kunlun was really cold.
Zong Zixiao said angrily: "That demon girl Qi Mengsheng, their Cangyu Sect's magic weapon is really powerful, that kind of coldness is hard to resist even spiritual power, it's no wonder they can grow and develop outside the pass without being disturbed, who wants to go to that ghostly place .”
"You still go."
"I went, so I must make this trip worthwhile, so I took a lot of ice spirits with me." Zong Zixiao smiled, "Ice spirits are really good things. They contain the huge spiritual power left by heaven and man back then. There are enough of them to build another cave."
Zong Ziheng lowered his head, looking absent-minded. After all, he seemed to have died once that day, and under his numb expression was the whistling gust of wind.
"What's wrong with you?" Zong Zixiao touched his face, "You're listless, why, you're scared before I punish you?"
Zong Ziheng glanced at him indifferently, his eyes were as calm as stagnant water.
Zong Zixiao frowned: "What's wrong with you?"
"nothing."
"It was Xu Zhinan and Li Buyu who told you something." Zong Zixiao mocked, "For example, advised you to join forces against me?"
"no."
"Do you really think that I don't know their tricky tricks?" Zong Zixiao sneered, "Brother, don't be confused, we are a family, and with me, you can sit firmly in the Zong family."
Zong Ziheng thought it was ridiculous, what is so rare about being a puppet emperor and living without dignity
"You sent Zong Zhongming away and left the palace without permission. I don't have to worry about you." The elder brother's distraught appearance made Zong Zixiao feel very uncomfortable. People are getting old, not because of their appearance, but because of their eyes, which are more melancholy and deep than before. Since returning to Daming, the eldest brother seems to have only smiled briefly when he was with Zong Zhongming. No matter how jealous he is, he can't change this, so it is necessary for Zong Zhongming to stay by their side, "Go back Finally, bring Zong Zhongming back."
Zong Ziheng suddenly looked at Zong Zixiao: "What do you want to do?"
Zong Zixiao said impatiently: "What can I do, since he is your son, of course he wants to stay by your side."
"I have decided to hand him over to my fifth brother to be raised. Outside the palace is a vast sea and sky, and he will be freer."
"When he grows up, he can naturally go out and travel. How could he be willing to leave you now." Zong Zixiao said forcefully, "Bring him back, or I will make a move."
"What do you want to do?" Zong Ziheng said in a deep voice.
Zong Zixiao was very annoyed that his elder brother acted as if he was facing an enemy in everything he did to him. He was also annoyed: "He is your son, and he is my son. I want him to be our son."
Zong Ziheng looked at Zong Zixiao in astonishment.
Zong Zixiao curled his lips irritably, and said with some awkwardness: "I used to say what to do with him, but to scare you, I still need to use a kid to threaten you? Bring him back, and we can educate him well."
"...Don't be wild. You clearly hated him before, saying that he is the son of the Hua family. Are you willing to raise a son for the Hua family?"
"Why can't you raise me? You don't like that kid. Why do you have to send him away? I told you I wouldn't do anything to him."
Zong Ziheng was silent for a moment: "He shouldn't be trapped in the Wuji Palace too."
Zong Zixiao smiled instead of anger: "'Also'? The implication is that I trapped you in the Wuji Palace? That is the Wuji Palace that you have ruled by any means. If you want to say 'trapped', it is you who trapped yourself. "
"You're right, I trapped myself." Zong Ziheng murmured softly.
"Don't tell me these things are useless. If you refuse to take him back, I will send someone to look for him. If Zong Ziyun refuses to let him go, don't blame me for being rude."
Zong Ziheng clenched his fists.
"Brother, you and I will never have any children of our own." Zong Zixiao gently turned his elder brother's face, his jade-like skin was unnaturally pale, he was obviously a man with extremely strong strength, but he was alone There was a fragility that could be broken at the touch of a finger, which fascinated him, "So, Zong Zhongming is our son, and from now on, we will be a family."
The word "family" made Zong Ziheng's heart tremble. This is different from the family that Zong Zixiao said before, which refers to the Zong clan, but this family is saying that the three of them are "family" like the closest direct blood relatives in the world, It was the former Zongzi Heng and Zongzi Xiao. These three words made Zong Ziheng inexplicably sore in his nose, and he turned his face away to cover up: "You can't find them, and I can't find them either." Zong Ziyun's cultivation level is not as good as theirs, but the sky is big and the earth is big. It is not difficult to hide for a while.
"I can find it." Zong Zixiao snorted coldly, "I will definitely find him back."
Zong Ziheng pursed his lips, feeling faintly worried.
"When he comes back, I can personally teach him swordsmanship and lead him to practice Taoism." Zong Zixiao poked the corner of his brother's mouth with his finger, "Be happy, I know you want him to stay in the palace. You and I will educate him together." He, if he has shortcomings, I will definitely admonish him a little bit, and if he is wronged, he may go to you and cry, you can't be coddled." As he spoke, the picture of "a family of three" sharing the family relationship appeared in his mind, There was a sudden warm current in my heart. If he said the plot of his fantasy, he would feel ashamed and flustered, but that was what he wanted, he wanted to spend the rest of his life with his elder brother like that, a smile could not help but on the corner of his lips, "You and I will probably do something To 'strict father and loving mother'."
"Stop talking nonsense." Zong Ziheng rebuked.
Zong Zixiao showed an ambiguous evil smile: "But you are my woman."
"Go away." Zong Ziheng pushed him away.
Zong Zixiao pulled him into his arms again: "Why are you so angry, I haven't seen you for a long time, brother, doesn't you miss me at all?"
Zong Ziheng didn't even look at him.
"I really miss my elder brother." Zong Zixiao lowered his head, kissed his elder brother's hairline lightly, and said with a low smile, "It's so cold in Kunlun, I just want to sleep with my elder brother at night. Elder brother guards the empty room alone in the Wuji Palace. You will also feel cold and want me to hold you."
"I didn't expect that you didn't wait for me in the Wuji Palace, but came to Shushan instead. However, no matter where you go, your body will miss me, right?" The lower body is close to each other.
Zong Ziheng's body immediately tensed up.
"Kunlun is so cold, I really want to insert my baby into brother's body to keep warm."
"You are enough." Zong Ziheng said angrily, "Speaking such obscenities all day long is simply..."
Zong Zixiao couldn't stop laughing: "I like to see big brother shy."
"let me go."
"Don't let go." Zong Zixiao restrained his struggle, "If you move around again, are you going to provoke me to fuck you in the Wuliang faction in broad daylight?"
Zong Ziheng immediately stopped moving.
"I'm thinking, I'm afraid you're too thin-skinned and too angry to eat." Zong Zixiao pinched his elder brother's face, "It's hard to grow some meat, isn't it?"
"You also know that it's broad daylight. If you want to say something, let me go first." Zong Ziheng said in a negotiating tone. Zong Zixiao is used to being domineering and willful, he was really afraid that if he clings to each other like this, if there is a fire, Zong Zixiao will change his mind.
"I'm going to hug my elder brother and say it." Zong Zixiao was in a good mood when he got Bingling, and he wasn't really angry at Zong Ziheng's disobedience and indifference, "Did you know that when I went to Kunlun this time, I also made a thing."
"..."
"Ask me what's the matter." Zong Zixiao lightly bit his elder brother's neck.
"What's up."
"I left Wuzhen in Fenglinzhou."
Zong Ziheng was really curious at this time: "Why?" Wherever Zong Zixiao appeared, the magic horse was always by his side.
"Speaking of which, it's still because of you."
"What's the meaning."
"When I was fighting with Qi Mengsheng, Wu Zou fell to the bottom of Fengming Lake. Later I went to look for it at the bottom of the lake, but it said that the lake water made it restore some memories and reminded it of Wujiang River. It accompanied me all the way, and now I want to go back to Wujiang River to protect it. The old master. I thought of its wish, but I received a tip that you disappeared from the Wuji Palace, so I had to hurry back."
"That has nothing to do with you leaving it at the bottom of Fengming Lake."
"Fengming Lake is the cave of Cangyu Sect. It is full of spiritual power, and its cultivation can be greatly improved there. I will return to Kunlun soon and go to Shennongding to make alchemy. It won't be too late to take it away then."
Zong Ziheng pondered for a moment: "Opening the Shennong cauldron once is a waste of time and money, so you dare to open the furnace if you have a certain degree of confidence."
"It was true in the past, but if the ice spirit is used to quench the fire, the furnace fire will burn very well, and the time for alchemy can be greatly shortened. In the past, if the various sects wanted to go to the Shennong Cauldron to temper things, they would be charged by the Cangyumen to buy the way." , Cangyu Sect only sent a few elders and brought a few ice spirits to help, but the ice spirits do have miraculous effects, now that I have brought so many ice spirits from the bottom of Fengming Lake, there is no reason not to try."
"Even if the alchemy time can be shortened, the base material put into the furnace cannot be saved. If it fails several times, are you going to empty out all the hidden treasures in the world of cultivating immortals?"
"How do you know it won't work." Zong Zixiao snorted softly, "Ran Xingwen said that he has found a way to make alchemy, and if he can use the Shennong cauldron, he is 70% to 80% sure."
Zong Ziheng's heart trembled slightly, and he lowered his eyebrows to hide the pain in his eyes: "So, did you find the base material for him?"
Zong Zixiao was stunned for a moment, remembering the horn of a strange beast he had casually spoofed on New Year's Eve.
"That rare base material can really compare all the treasures of heaven and earth to common things, and can help you refine a peerless elixir?" Zong Ziheng stared blankly at the void, and his white eyes gradually climbed to bloodshot.
"En." Zong Zixiao responded perfunctorily, his eyes sank, if the Shennong cauldron could not be refined with the ice spirit, what should he do? His hand unconsciously rested on his elder brother's abdomen, and there was a thin layer of flesh separating the things that could help him achieve greatness, but he didn't dare to think about it.
He was reluctant, he hoped that this white and tender belly would be the same as before, and his elder brother would be the same as before.
Zong Ziheng also felt that hand, which seemed to have its own will, measuring the depth of his flesh and the exact position of his dantian, and when the time was right, it would ripped open his stomach and dug his life away. of cultivation.
Despair engulfed him.