Chapter 91: Kiss Gu Congxing held the elixir in his mouth, leaned over and overturned...
"stop--!"
Gu Congxing flew up and unleashed his fierce sword intent towards Ji Meng without reservation!
"Zheng!"
The golden sword light came through the air, Ji Meng's pupils suddenly shrank, and he hastily blocked it with his sword, but was still blown away several feet by the overwhelming force!
"Xiao Meng!"
Ji Ling cried out in pain, endured the pain and turned around to catch Ji Meng, then suddenly vomited blood.
Blood was gushing out of Lan Jue's side, but the spiritual power in his body was not stagnant at all. The water blade condensed into shape, as cold as ice, and attacked the Ji sisters again!
"whispering sound!"
Ji Ling swung her sword to resist, and the water blade shattered. She glared fiercely at Lan Jue and then fixed her gaze on the approaching Gu Congxing.
"It's you!" she screamed. "You two are in the same group!"
Gu Congxing remained silent, raised his eyes and glanced at Ji Ling and Ji Meng, with a bone-chilling murderous intent surging in his dark eyes.
Ji Ling's heart skipped a beat, and he clenched his teeth, swallowing back the subsequent scolding.
"Senior Brother——!" Lingyao's anxious call came from a distance.
Ji Meng leaned against her sister, her face as pale as paper, her breath weak. "If you can't win... retreat."
"Xiao Meng! We haven't used the insect yet, so it might not be..."
"Xuan Nu, I know whose orders you came here under."
Lan Jue, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke. His voice was not loud, but every word he said was extremely clear.
"Until now, this could be considered a personal vendetta, but if you were to use the poisonous insect, it would mean that the Ji family is officially attacking me—declaring war on the Qingxuan Sword Sect."
Lan Jue's tone was full of warning.
"Ji Ling, are you sure you want to disrupt the balance of the Immortal Sect and start a war right now?"
"Can you really bear all the consequences for that person?"
Even though his robes were soaked with blood, his posture holding the sword was still as straight as a pine tree, his expression was calm to the point of being cold, and he seemed inviolable.
Ji Ling looked at him unwillingly, growling like a trapped beast.
“…Damn it!” She suddenly threw out a purple magic weapon!
Bang--
Thick purple smoke exploded, instantly engulfing Ji Ling who was hugging Ji Meng tightly.
"Friend Lan!"
Gu Congxing's heart tightened, fearing that there was murderous intent hidden in the smoke, and he accelerated to rush to Lan Jue's side.
"It's okay." A warm hand gently pressed against his shoulder, and Gu Congxing's tense aura relaxed slightly. As the purple smoke dissipated, several silver-white butterflies fluttered out, and there was no trace of anyone ahead.
"Escaped..." Gu Congxing breathed silently and sheathed his sword.
As expected of the eldest brother, he was able to defeat the enemy in the midst of a verbal battle.
He immediately turned around and summoned the top-grade elixir from his spiritual ring.
"Friend Lan, take this elixir quickly. Your injuries cannot be healed any longer."
Lan Jue looked at him silently for a moment, then slowly extended his hand to him.
However, before he touched Gu Congxing's fingertips, his eyes flickered, and all the spiritual power in his body dissipated, and he suddenly fell backwards!
“Friend Lan—!”
Gu Congxing's pupils shrank, and he pounced on him in an instant, holding him in his arms!
"Friend Lan!"
“Big Brother!!”
Lingyao had also arrived at this moment. He looked at Lan Jue who had fallen unconscious in Gu Congxing's arms and couldn't help but exclaimed in horror: "What, what is going on!"
"Hurry! Go back to the inn to heal your wounds first!" Gu Congxing shouted urgently, holding Lan Jue and shooting towards the inn like an arrow!
***
Inside the inn, the candles were not lit, only the cool moonlight shone through the window lattice, casting mottled shadows all over the ground.
Gu Congxing stood quietly beside the bed, his brows furrowed, his gaze fixed on the sleeping Lan Jue's face.
The wound had been bandaged properly. After Lingyao had performed the healing spell, she went out to report to the sect.
Gu Congxing slowly raised his left hand, and his palm was dark red and sticky, covered with congealed blood.
Big Brother's blood...
His five fingers suddenly tightened, and the fingertips turned white. At this moment, he heard a sound behind him.
“Click—”
The door opened and Lingyao stepped in, but she suddenly froze when she saw the figure under the moon.
The clear light streamed, the shadows of the trees swayed. The figure was tall and straight, standing alone in the silver frost, his outline outlined by the floating light and shadow.
It looks exactly like the deceased.
Gu Congxing, who once amazed everyone but died suddenly.
Lingyao couldn't help but breathe slower, fearing that the dreamlike scene before her would be shattered and turned into a mirage that would never reappear.
However, the man turned his head at this moment.
Lingyao's eyes widened instantly!
His appearance... is actually 60% similar to Gu Congxing!
"Fellow Daoist Ling?"
Seeing her standing there in astonishment, Gu Congxing realized that he had forgotten to cover his face with his hat in his haste.
But he has never removed his disguise technique, so why is Junior Sister so surprised?
"...Fellow Daoist Ling?" He frowned again and called softly.
Lingyao seemed to come back to her senses. She shook her head violently and looked at Gu Congxing again with a complicated look.
Before, he didn't know why the eldest senior brother treated him so differently, but now he completely understood.
It turns out that it was a substitute.
"...Ganmu, how is the eldest brother now?" She took a few steps forward and looked at the young man in front of her inconspicuously, her expression becoming more complicated.
"Nothing has changed since you left."
Although Gu Congxing was somewhat puzzled by Lingyao's gaze, he did not think much about it and only asked anxiously, "Fellow Daoist Ling, does Fellow Daoist Lan have any old injuries?"
If not for this, the wound on the side would not have caused the eldest brother to be seriously injured and unconscious.
"An old wound? Ah, now that you mention it, it is indeed." Lingyao scratched her head and frowned, "I heard that the eldest brother still has a wound on his body from seven years ago. For some reason, he has left it there and has not healed it."
Seven years ago? Could it be the time when I said goodbye to him?
But the eldest senior brother was clearly the only one who was not injured at that time. Could it be that he was attacked when he was evacuating with Si Junjian and the younger junior brother?
Lingyao stood beside Gu Congxing. She didn't say anything. Gu Congxing also looked at Lan Jue with a serious look, letting silence flow in the air.
——Senior Brother, sleeping like this, a closer look reveals that he is indeed different from before, and seems to be much thinner and paler.
It's like a tree that was once lush and green, but now it has entered the harsh winter and is devoid of life.
Gu Congxing couldn't help but frown.
Lingyao crossed her arms, tapped lightly with her index finger, and spoke softly as if she couldn't stand the silence.
"Hey, Gan Mu, you should know Gu Congxing, right?"
"……Know."
Not noticing the slightly frozen expression of the person next to her, Lingyao sighed softly and spoke like pouring beans.
"After Senior Brother Gu passed away, Junior Brother Zhong fell into demonism, and Sword Master Zhuoguang failed to overcome his tribulation and disappeared... Zhuoguang Peak, once unstoppable and glorious, has fallen into decline, leaving only Senior Brother struggling to hold on."
"At that time, the sect leader also discussed whether or not to let the eldest brother become the peak master. After all, he is already a powerful being in the out-of-body stage."
"But he decisively refused."
Lingyao looked up at the window and spoke softly.
"He insisted that Zhuoguang Sword Master would definitely come back. And it wasn't just Sword Master. Once, when he was drunk, he even said that Gu Congxing would definitely come back..."
"!" Gu Congxing's heart trembled suddenly, and his hands clenched silently.
"But how is that possible? The dead cannot be resurrected. It's the simplest truth." Lingyao's face lacked her usual lively expression, her eyes slightly cold. "At the time, we were even afraid that our eldest brother might have gone crazy."
Big Brother...
Gu Congxing turned his head to look at the thin figure sleeping on the bed, and felt endless sourness spreading in his chest.
"But even so, he has persisted in searching for the Sword Master over the past few years. Not only that, he has also been openly confronting the Apocalypse Sect."
"We felt like we were almost out of breath just by looking at his back."
It's like a ferocious beast on the verge of collapse, but it never gives itself any chance to breathe and continues to fight desperately.
It looked like he was about to fall down at any moment, but in all these years, he had never actually fallen down.
"——So, it's really scary, Big Brother."
Lingyao sighed deeply.
Gu Congxing lowered his eyes and looked at the figure on the bed, falling into a long silence.
Lingyao turned her head to look at his profile and felt that he looked more like Gu Congxing from this perspective.
Was it because of this reason? She always felt that Ganmu gave her a particularly friendly and even reliable feeling.
"Ganmu, you——"
“Crackle——”
Suddenly, a slight noise was heard from the woods not far away. The two men's aura suddenly changed, and their eyes shot out the window like lightning.
"I'll go check outside! Ganmu, you stay here, Big Brother can't be left alone!"
Lingyao summoned the purple jade wolf hair magic weapon and immediately flew out!
Gu Congxing watched her figure disappear into the distance, and silently separated a ray of sword intent, attaching it to the sword she was carrying.
Swish--
The night wind blew, the shadows of the trees swayed, and the house fell into silence again.
Gu Congxing took a few steps closer and summoned the top-grade elixir from his magic ring.
This priceless treasure is different from the healing technique. It can heal a cultivator from the inside out and even revive the dead.
The elixir emitted a bright and lustrous light in his hand. He looked at Lan Jue's face and stuffed the elixir into his mouth.
But Lan Jue's teeth were still clenched, and he was unconscious, so it would be difficult for him to swallow the pill.
"Big Brother..."
Gu Congxing's mind resurfaced with Lingyao's words and Lan Jue's tearful face when they last said goodbye seven years ago.
"Sorry to have kept you waiting."
With the elixir in his mouth, Gu Congxing supported himself on the side of the bed with one hand and leaned over.
The two lips touched, the soft lip flesh was pushed open by the tongue, and then broke through the teeth, feeling the moist warmth.
The pill was pushed into Lan Jue's mouth, but he didn't swallow it directly as he had hoped. Gu Congxing's face flushed slightly. He cupped Lan Jue's cheek with his other hand, and with his lips, he held Lan Jue's lips tightly. He used only the tip of his tongue to touch the elixir, pushing it back.
The moonlight was bright, and Gu Congxing's black hair fell like a waterfall behind his head, covering the figure below him, as if they were about to merge into one in the dark night.
He had completely given it his all, with his eyes tightly closed, concentrating on completing his mission between their lips and tongues, and he didn't notice that Lan Jue's eyelids moved, and the corners of his lips had silently and very slightly risen.
Let all this blend in the quiet night.
***
Lingyao followed the sound, but there was no one in the forest.
The only sounds in the fields were the chirping of cicadas and the rustling of branches in the wind.
"...Are you late?" She frowned and did not retract her magic weapon. Instead, she quietly spread out her spiritual power like a spider web.
In a hidden corner of the forest, there are faint but clear energy fluctuations!
Lingyao suddenly opened her eyes and immediately rushed away, but what she saw was a long black snake!
"snake?!"
The spiritual power at her fingertips instantly condensed, and just as she was about to attack, the black snake flashed like a ghost and disappeared into the deeper darkness in an instant.
At the same time, in the far north of Youbeizhou, deep in the Senran Demon Palace, the man sitting on the Skeleton Throne slowly opened his eyes.
A pair of dark golden vertical pupils shone frighteningly brightly in the darkness, as if containing a storm of destruction.
“Is that you…?”
The low and hoarse voice, filled with deep obsession, echoed faintly in the empty hall.
“——Senior Brother…”
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The author has something to say: I'm so sorry for being late! I'm so sad!
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