Chapter 137 The Power of Little Sweet Beans: Mingguang, don't you dare to coax Dongjun to death! ...
Dongjun rescued people in this not-so-large hermitage of the banished immortals as if it were empty.
The tyrannical golden spirit spread out with the heat wave, and after the restriction was triggered, the banished immortals in the encampment arrived quickly.
However, before they could even get forward, they were all swept away by Jin Ling and sprawled on their backs.
Everyone had wounds of varying degrees.
The more you dare to go further, the deeper the wound will become.
Dongjun strolled leisurely through the entire prison, his long robes and hair fluttering in the wind, like an ancient god descending to earth, or a handsome demon stepping out of a painting.
His bright red lips and gleaming gold eyes were the only bright spots in the cell.
He walked to the front of the water dungeon where Zhan Kui was, and looked down through the bars at the two people helping each other climb out of the water.
Like two pieces of rotting meat, Dongjun frowned in disgust, not wanting to touch them at all.
He even regretted not taking down his robes, which prevented him from touching anyone else.
Zhan Kui saw a man standing with his hands behind his back at the prison door, his face cold and stern, not moving a single finger, who had shattered the entire prison's array with the spiritual energy emanating from his body.
His lips parted slightly, his expression one of astonishment: "Ming...Mingguang?!"
Dongjun glanced at her, then took a half step back as if his eye had been injured.
How can someone have such big eyes?
Dongjun was afraid that her eyeballs would pop out of their sockets out of surprise.
It didn't look that serious in the Silver River Gu... and that face is so sharp, it's even sharper than a fox's?
Is she really Zhu Jiuyin?
Did Zhu Jiuyin, a figure from ancient legends, transform into a frog?
It wasn't that Zhan Kui had become mutated, but rather that she hadn't eaten anything these past few days and was only surviving on the spiritual energy in the prison cell. Now she was so thin that she was practically skin and bones.
It looks scary, doesn't it?
"Where is Bitao? Is Bitao here?" If Mingguang is here, then Bitao must be here too!
Zhan Kui was originally terrified of Ming Guang, but after being soaked in the stinking ditch for several days, in a state of neither living nor dying, Zhan Kui would get excited even if he saw that idiot Bing Lun, let alone Ming Guang.
Unfortunately, Mingguang didn't give her a kind look at all. Not to mention his expression, after that one glance, just looking at her was an eyesore.
Dongjun squatted there for two days without rescuing anyone, and refused to get close, partly because he wanted to buy some time and wait for Yinhan Gu to discover Bitao's violation.
Part of the reason is that people think those two are too dirty.
The kind of dirt that's been marinated to perfection.
He could no longer delay, but standing at the cell door, he was at a loss as to what to do.
The cell door was cut open by Dongjun's Golden Spirit, and Zhan Kui and Guang Han began to crawl outside.
As they moved closer to the door, Dongjun stepped back a little.
She even blocked her own nose.
Arrogance and disdain were palpable, and finally, unable to bear it any longer, he shouted behind him, "Come here!"
There was no movement at the end of the cell.
Zhan Kui and Guang Han had crawled and swam to the door of the prison cell.
There was a hurdle he couldn't overcome, and Zhan Kui reached out his hand towards Ming Guang: "Give me a hand!"
Dongjun stumbled back several steps.
He stomped his foot and then said to the end of the cell, "Master!"
The last syllable of that sentence carried a slight tremor and a hint of complaint.
It's like a child who can't reach the candy jar and is asking an adult for help.
Shangyuan Shenzhen closed his eyes in the shadows and reluctantly came out.
Disguised as an ordinary person, he walked to Zhan Kui's side, reached out and pulled the two of them out of the stinking water.
Then, Dongjun threw about a hundred cleansing spells at Zhan Kui and Guang Han in one go, just like throwing coins at a beggar.
It cleansed the two of them from the inside out, even their souls.
Zhan Kui sensed that something was wrong.
Mingguang may not be easy to approach, but he wouldn't look at people like that...
Zhan Kui felt like he and Guang Han were being treated like a lump of mud.
But this "bright light" is present from beginning to end, without a single part not being "bright light".
Even the aura emanating from him was exactly the same as Mingguang's, making people tremble with fear.
Compared to Zhan Kui's doubts, Guang Han knew immediately upon seeing this person that he was not Ming Guang.
He had grown up with Mingguang, and although he was often disliked and rejected by Mingguang, he could not possibly admit his mistake.
With the surrounding formation broken, Guanghan can absorb spiritual energy and immediately use it to repair her internal injuries.
The horrific wound on his back is visibly beginning to heal.
He diverted half of his spiritual energy and placed his palm on Zhan Kui's body to heal her injuries.
However, before Zhan Kui could figure it out, Dong Jun finally condescended to walk up to the two of them.
Some gritted their teeth and grabbed Zhan Kui and Guang Han by the back of their necks, lifting them like two chicks, transforming them into golden spirits and speeding away.
The Supreme God stayed behind to cover the retreat, and a tidal wave of spiritual power pushed outwards, gently swaying away the pursuing immortals as if they were being swept away by the waves, making it difficult for them to advance further.
However, the spiritual energy of the Upper Source God is not as violent and harmful as that of the Eastern Lord.
This group of people has reported the matter of "someone who does not have a spirit pearl but can use spiritual energy" to Xu Xingshen of the Nine Heavens Palace.
Now, they watched helplessly as the immortal position that the Nine Heavens Palace had specifically requested was snatched away, and they were all filled with resentment and regret.
What are we going to give to the Nine Heavens Palace now?!
"I've memorized that person's face; he'll definitely be there for the ascension ceremony."
"We can just point the finger at him when the time comes and say he's the one who took the person away!"
"The golden spirit that this person just released... I have never encountered such powerful spiritual energy in the realm of immortals."
"He's so strong."
"Dongjun is so strong."
Bitao and Mingguang had just fallen asleep when Dongjun returned.
Bitao had no choice but to get up and put on her clothes again.
He said to Mingguang, "I left the night before last, and in just two days, I've brought him back."
Mingguang also got up and dressed. He wanted to say that, judging from Dongjun's unsuppressed strength, if he really wanted to save someone, as long as that person was in this star realm, he could bring them back within the time it takes to drink a cup of tea.
However, Mingguang hesitated for a moment and ultimately did not say it.
Ever since he learned that his brother was there to protect Xiao Taozhi, he has been trying to mend the relationship between the two.
If two people can get along well, they can discuss and compromise no matter what happens in the future.
However, it is clearly unlikely that Bitao and Dongjun can coexist harmoniously.
As soon as Bitao opened the door after getting dressed, Dongjun immediately berated her: "You treacherous little brat!"
"I saved your life, and you dare to go back on your word and stay with my brother!"
"Ouch..." Zhan Kui was thrown to the ground viciously by Dong Jun, and her bones almost broke in two. Fortunately, Guang Han caught her in time.
But Zhan Kui's next reaction was to lie on the ground and dry heave.
That's too fast! The speed is too fast!
In the blink of an eye, they had crossed mountains and seas from that prison and arrived here.
Such a rapid leap is torture for those whose cultivation level is insufficient.
Zhan Kui's immortal pearl was dug out!
If Guanghan hadn't mobilized her meager spiritual power to protect him along the way, the gale might have torn Zhan Kui to shreds during his flight.
"Hiccup..." Zhan Kui lay on the ground, in so much pain that he felt like he was going to vomit his liver and intestines.
They didn't even notice the two bright lights that suddenly appeared inside and outside the door.
Bitao yawned as someone pointed a finger at her and insulted her, and was about to have a verbal argument with Dongjun.
As a result, Mingguang rushed out of the door past Bitao, happily walked to Dongjun's side, looked at Dongjun with bright golden eyes, and said softly, "Brother, you're back."
This clear, rising tone, carrying the undeniable passion of a young man, completely stunned everyone present.
Dongjun: "..."
He stared in disbelief at the jade-white fingers gripping his arm, fingers that were identical to his own.
Didn't we have a huge fight last time we talked?
Bitao: "..."
She raised an eyebrow as she looked at Mingguang's hand gripping Dongjun's arm.
Alright, alright, let Dongjun, that old monster, also experience the power of Mingguang Sweet Bean!
Zhan Kui and Guang Han: "..." The real and fake Ming Guang!
Dongjun was indeed so overwhelmed by the power of Mingguang that he completely forgot about his plans to attack Bitao.
Mingguang's expression was strange, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly.
Mingguang grabbed Dongjun's arm and said, "Brother, you've worked hard under the stars and moon. Come to my room and have a cup of tea."
Dongjun felt a sense of suffocation.
His childhood memories of his parents, the few remaining traces of warmth, had long since become blurred through repeated recollections. After growing up, he stubbornly refused to go home and had not been so "close" to his relatives for a long time.
He came on strong tonight, like a burning wildfire.
But Mingguang's two consecutive calls of "Brother" were like a torrential downpour, extinguishing his wildfire.
Only wisps of smoke remained, dissipating in the wind.
As Mingguang pulled him past Bitao, Dongjun barely mustered a bit of warmth and glared at Bitao resentfully.
It must be her playing tricks again, deliberately causing Mingguang to do this!
Mingguang rolled up the sleeves of his wide robe and busied himself, his steps light and quick, personally pouring Dongjun a cup of tea.
Dongjun lived a very good life in the Shangqing Realm, with everything he ate, wore, and used being exquisite and abundant. After descending to the mortal realm, even though his immortal spirit was initially suppressed, he didn't touch anything from the mortal world.
He found everything here so crude and of such poor quality that it was inedible.
They rarely drink water.
Now, this cup of tea… Dongjun picked it up and took a sip with a strange expression.
The tea soup was coarse, and the brewed tea had a slightly sour and astringent taste.
But he swallowed it and looked at his younger brother sitting opposite him.
A strange sweetness lingered in my memory.
He did, in fact, spend time with his "younger brother who later existed in legends" in his imagination.
But those fantasies are always clashing, always competing with each other.
Every fantasy ends with his younger brother being inferior to him and running away in shame.
Or perhaps his younger brother ruined everything in Taiqing Realm, and then his parents regretted not coming to Shangqing Realm to bring him home themselves.
But none of them were like this, with the two of them sitting calmly and peacefully.
His younger brother, who looked exactly like him, gazed at him with affectionate eyes that were the same golden as his own.
At this moment, Dongjun realized what it meant to be "connected by blood".
The power of their blood ties filled him with a "world-destroying" rage, which manifested in the hand that, after finishing his tea, felt somewhat lost and tucked back into his sleeve.
He had never felt so clearly that he really had a younger brother as he did at this moment.
It was at this moment that Dongjun realized that no matter what his younger brother's abilities were or whether he could inherit the divine power of the Golden Crow clan, it was actually not important.
Even if his younger brother is just a good-for-nothing, can't Dongjun protect him?
"you……"
"It was I who didn't agree to break up with Xiaotaozhi."
Mingguang spoke first, admitting his mistake: "Brother, I'm sorry for what I said to you earlier."
"But I really like her."
Mingguang poured Dongjun another cup of tea, remembering that Xiaotaozhi had said more than once, "The child who cries gets candy."
He mimicked the way Xiao Taozhi coaxed people, glanced at Dongjun with tender affection, and whispered, "Brother, can you please not separate us?"
Dongjun: "..." Damn it.
Bitao directed people to find Taiji, and then carried the two people on the ground to receive treatment.
He said to Zhan Kui, "Don't be afraid, no one can hurt you anymore."
He listened intently to the conversation between Mingguang and Dongjun inside the door.
Hearing Mingguang softly plead with Dongjun.
I thought to myself: Wow!
Mingguang, don't fool Dongjun to death.
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