Chapter 16: Because He's My Brother, I'm Not Afraid

"Do you treat people as human beings?"

After saying these two sentences, Xie Buyou stopped talking, raised his long sword with one hand, and swung it down in front of the errand steward's drastically shrank pupils.

Blood splattered everywhere. The head and body were separated.

The servant died with his eyes open.

He didn't understand why the disciple of the Wandao Sect's leader, who was rumored to be friendly and polite, was now three times more terrifying than a devil.

"…Brother?"

Xie Nan stared at the scene with eyes wide open. His once gentle and kind brother was now covered in blood, stepping on corpses with a bloodthirsty look. The scene was as terrifying as if an evil spirit had descended upon the place.

The long sword in his hand dripped blood and smashed on the blood-soaked grass. There was a flash of scarlet in his eyes, which was a sign of going crazy!

Xie Nan's originally chaotic mind suddenly became clear after he shouted unconsciously. Xie Buyou immediately came back to his senses and looked at the other party.

Xie Nan knelt on the ground, his clothes torn, his calves and arms covered with scars. It had only been a few days? Xie Nan had fallen to this point?

But Xie Buyou asked him:

"Are you scared?"

Xie Nan looked at him in shock, then glanced at the headless body at his feet, with its head rolling not far away. He immediately reacted, shook his head and said to him firmly:

“Don’t be afraid!”

How could he be afraid of his brother who was so kind to him?

Brother, you are protecting him!

The gray little face smiled widely, and the clear and bright eyes were shining with stars, reflecting the bloody body of the young man. He said:

"Because he's my brother, I'm not afraid!"

Xie Buyou just stared at him straight, and after a while, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He came toward him and held out his hand.

He also reached out and placed his hand on his palm.

He took him away from here.

…

Xie Buyou frowned as he saw the wounds all over his body. It turned out that there were countless wounds overlapping each other under the fabric. New wounds appeared before the old wounds were healed. I wonder how Xie Nan, who is so delicate and tender, managed to hold on for the past few days?

"It's okay, brother. I'm not hurt."

This time, Xie Nan did not cry even though it hurt a lot when the medicine was applied, because he did not want the medicine that his brother had applied to him with great effort to be melted by his tears.

During those days of inhumane torture, Xie Nan hardly had a good night's sleep. Now that Xie Buyou is by her side, she feels at ease but also feels sleepy.

Xie Buyou had just finished administering the medicine, and seeing that Xie Nan was sleepy, he helped him lie down.

"Have a good sleep, and leave the rest to my brother."

Xie Nan's aptitude was very poor, and the spiritual energy in the pills was too strong for him to bear. He could only nourish his body more and rest for a few days.

After Xie Nan fell asleep completely, Xie Buyou got up and went outside.

He reached into his sleeve and pulled something out, and when he opened his hand it was a Psylocke.

Psylocke was transparent and light, it spread its wings and flew, its wings and tail dotted with fluorescent light, dancing gracefully above his palm, but refused to leave his palm.

Eyelashes drooped slightly as he looked at Lingdie, thin lips opened lightly and a clear sound like flowing spring water flowed out of his mouth, "Sect Master."

Psylocke shuddered, and soon she heard Mo Wanli's low, magnetic voice, "Why are you so distant, You'er? Just call me daddy."

Xie Buyou's face darkened as he was about to cut off contact with Mo Wanli. Mo Wanli, as if he knew what Xie Buyou was going to do, hurriedly said, "Don't be like this. You'er came to me to talk about something, didn't you? I already know what it is."

"I have already asked someone to deal with the Miscellaneous Service Hill. As for the disciples who secretly took Xie Nan to the Miscellaneous Service Hill, they have also been brought to the Training Hall. What do you want to do?"

Unexpectedly, while he was applying medicine to Xie Nan, Mo Wanli had already taken care of everything. Was he afraid that Xie Nan would be bullied these days, and Mo Wanli himself did nothing, and then he would take his anger out on him?

If he was really afraid that he would get angry, why would he stand by and watch when Xie Nan was humiliated by the servants? He didn't believe that the leader of a sect didn't know anything about it? To put it bluntly, he didn't care about Xie Nan at all.

Not only him, but other people in the sect were the same. No one thought Xie Nan was important, even if he was his brother by blood. It seemed that whether Xie Nan was his brother or not had no effect on the fact that they loved him.

Xie Buyu couldn't help but clench his fists. He closed his eyes for a few seconds before speaking, "Let them apologize to Xie Nan first. Then, according to the sect's fifty-fifth rule - wrongly accusing a fellow disciple, they must be thrown into the Monster Forest for half a month, regardless of life or death."

The Monster Forest is just as its name suggests, it is an area where monsters roam everywhere. There are countless high-level monsters in it, and it is no different from committing suicide for people with low cultivation to enter.

But what does this have to do with him? He was only punishing them according to the sect's rules, which was reasonable and logical, and their life and death had nothing to do with him.

"Our You'er has softened his heart after all?" Mo Wanli, who was lying on the ice bed without any image, spoke to the light Psylocke in his hands with a smile on his face.

"Did you think You'er would deal with those disciples by himself? Should I praise You'er? Didn't he lose his temper when his precious brother was bullied like this?" His tone was full of sarcasm.

Even if his mind was a mess at the moment, his beloved disciple would subconsciously stay rational. This was really a hard thing to do...

I hope he can maintain his current state and not be affected by nightmares.

Mo Wanli's voice continued to be heard from Lingdie, "As the leader of a sect, it's rare for me to have some free time and I have to deal with things for you. Are you sure you don't even have a little expression of gratitude?"

Without waiting for Xie Buyou to respond, he continued to talk to himself: "Just call me daddy? I still remember you called me daddy when you were little, and that call of daddy haunted me. I want to hear you call me that again in my dreams."

"What a pity. I haven't heard you call me Master since that time. You almost always call me Master now that you're older. Maybe you're not close to me anymore..."

"Time flies so fast... In the blink of an eye, you have grown up. I remember how cute you were when you were little... You followed me and called me Master every day..."

"If it doesn't work, you can call me Master again..."

Psylocke was crushed in an instant, breaking into tiny dots of white light and disappearing into the air.

Every time Mo Wanli mentions this topic, he seems to have endless things to say. I really don't know what he can say about such an embarrassing thing in his childhood.

At this moment, his Dantian was a little restless. Xie Buyu didn't even know where this restlessness came from. He only knew that after he killed the errand boy with anger in his eyes, this restless emotion surged in his Dantian.

This restlessness made him uneasy, so he did not personally take action against those disciples who had wrongly accused Xie Nan. He was also afraid that once something happened, it would get out of control.

He doesn't think he is a good person. He just wants to protect the people he wants to protect.