Inside the Yin-Yang Cave, Bai Yulong finished his day's work, sat down on a cliff, took out a wine gourd from his waist, and took a big gulp.
This is the 7,000th day since Bai Yulong quit gambling. Whenever he feels the urge to gamble, he comes to Yin-Yang Cliff to drink a gourd of wine and recall the incident from twenty years ago.
Watching Zhou Xingdou die in front of him, Bai Yulong felt no less pain in his heart than Luo Hanyi.
If I were stronger, if I had discovered it in time, perhaps my older brother wouldn't have gotten into trouble.
For twenty years, he didn't even dare to meet Wan Tianzhou. He was afraid that Wan Tianzhou would ask him why Zhou Xingdou died while he was unharmed!
He didn't even dare to step into the Primordial Dao Domain. Even when members of the Star Heaven Alliance came to the Yin Yang Cave Heaven, he didn't dare to meet them and instead had his grandfather come forward.
Even though he now knows that Zhou Xingdou has returned unharmed, he still doesn't dare to see him.
He was genuinely afraid, afraid that Stephen Chow would blame him.
Even now, he still doesn't dare to face his brother, because in his heart, even though he has now reached the peak of the Quasi-Emperor realm and has few rivals in the same realm, he is still the coward who watched his brother die that day.
Even when the Yin-Yang Cave Master wanted to pass the throne to Bai Yulong, Bai Yulong refused, feeling that he was not worthy of leading such a behemoth as the Yin-Yang Cave Heaven.
Thinking of this, Bai Yulong took another gulp of the immortal wine from the gourd. His yin-yang eyes trembled slightly, and a tear slid down his cheek.
"sorry....."
"Hey, isn't this Yin-Yang Divine Child Bai Yulong? You've gotten so sloppy in the last few years."
A playful voice came from behind, which made Bai Yulong's pupils turn cold instantly. Just as he was about to turn his head, he saw a steady hand grab the wine gourd in his hand.
The large hand exerted tremendous force, and before Bai Yulong could react, his wine gourd was snatched away.
But just as he was about to get angry, a familiar face appeared in front of him.
She should have a bright and handsome appearance, with clear eyes and sparse eyebrows.
He wore a magnificent purple robe, with a handsome and dashing appearance.
"You have time to drink and cry in secret, but you won't come to see me. You even made me, your older brother, come to Yin Yang Cave to find you. You're really going against the natural order."
Zhou Xingdou raised an eyebrow and said, then shook the wine gourd without any hesitation. After taking a long sip of the fiery immortal wine, he exclaimed, "Good wine!"
Bai Yulong froze on the spot, his previously cold pupils instantly replaced by panic, and he stammered as he spoke to the figure in front of him:
"Big...Big Brother"
After hearing what Stephen Chow said, he hesitated somewhat:
"I...I...I..."
Zhou Xingdou cleared the burning sensation in his throat, raised an eyebrow, and looked at Bai Yulong, saying:
"It's been so many years, how come you've become so effeminate?"
Bai Yulong's tears welled up with a gushing sound. He grabbed Zhou Xingdou's shoulders and shook him, sobbing uncontrollably:
"Brother, I'm so sorry. I let you die such a tragic death. Although I enjoy wealth and luxury every day, I suffer every day. I am ashamed to face you!"
Zhou Xingdou was a little numb from being shaken, but he had a strange expression as he listened to Bai Yulong's painful complaints. He felt uncomfortable no matter how he listened to these words.
What do you mean by saying he died such a tragic death while he enjoyed wealth and luxury every day?
Is this even human language?
Zhou Xingdou had been secretly observing Bai Yulong for a while. After arriving at Yin Yang Cave, he first met Bai Yulong's grandfather, Bai Jinglong, and learned about Bai Yulong's current condition, so he wanted to offer him some comfort.
But Bai Yulong seemed oblivious to Zhou Xingdou's strange expression. As if venting his frustrations, he continued shaking Zhou Xingdou's shoulders and lamenting:
"Brother, do you know? The scene of you being stabbed to death is on my mind every day. I'm so sorry, I'm so useless!"
Upon hearing this, Zhou Xingdou's face darkened immediately. He understood what Bai Yulong was trying to say, but this bastard really couldn't speak human language.
One shot and he's dead?
He claimed he left a few last words before dying, which was not accurate at all and made Zhou Xingdou extremely unhappy.
Bai Yulong continued to weep and wail:
"Waaaaah... It was so tragic. Their bodies were even lost afterwards. Brother, you died a gruesome death..."
This was too much for Stephen Chow to bear. He grabbed Bai Yulong's hand that was shaking his shoulder, and the smile on his lips turned cruel.
"It's been twenty years. Let me, your elder brother, see how much you've improved."
"ah?"
Bai Yulong was stunned for a moment, but before Zhou Xingdou could react, the iron fist that came rushing towards him made him understand completely:
"ah!!!!!"
Bang! Bang! Bang....
The sounds of fists striking flesh and eerie howls echoed continuously above Yin-Yang Cliff, reverberating throughout the entire Yin-Yang Cave.
A disciple passing by Yin-Yang Cliff was startled by the eerie wails and howls, and murmured involuntarily:
"Why is the Divine Child slaughtering a pig at Yin-Yang Cliff today? Are you going to have some roasted pig with your drinks?"
After saying that, the disciple shuddered and hurriedly moved away from Yin-Yang Cliff. After all, a pig that hadn't been killed by the Divine Child for so long must be extremely powerful, so it was best to stay away to avoid being caught in the crossfire.
After an unknown amount of time, just as the people in the Yin-Yang Cave were beginning to adjust to the eerie wailing, the howling abruptly stopped.
"Did the divine child finally succeed in slaying that boar demon?"
The disciples thought to themselves.
At this very moment, on Yin-Yang Cliff, Zhou Xingdou shook his slightly sore fist, wiped the fine beads of sweat from his forehead, and looked with satisfaction at Bai Yulong hanging on the edge of the cliff.
Bai Yulong's eyes were now purplish-blue, his eyes were slanted and his mouth was crooked. If it weren't for his yin-yang eyes and the black and white Taoist robe he wore, even the disciples of Yin-Yang Cave Heaven would probably not recognize him as their divine son.
Zhou Xingdou felt much better after venting his anger, and he even vented his frustration on Bai Yulong, feeling refreshed and invigorated. He smiled at Bai Yulong, who was slumped over like a hanged pig, and said:
"Good brother, shall we continue?"
Bai Yulong looked at Zhou Xingdou's smile and felt a chill run down his spine. His swollen face, with its distorted eyes and mouth, shook frantically, and his speech became somewhat incoherent.
"Bufo La, Bufo La!"
Stephen Chow continued to smile and asked:
"Do you still feel guilty?"
Bai Yulong also hurriedly shook his head:
"No guilt, no guilt, pluck it like a big pot! Like a butt slap!"
Zhou Xingdou's smile turned icy again. Just as he raised his fist, Bai Yulong trembled violently as if suffering from post-traumatic stress disorder, and quickly changed his tune:
"Rubbing it, rubbing it, big pot Yao Ming!"
But surprisingly, after being thoroughly beaten, Bai Yulong felt much better and no longer felt guilty. Instead, he wanted to find an opportunity to trick Zhou Xingdou and get revenge!
Zhou Xingdou snorted coldly. Bai Yulong, that bastard, deserved to be taught a lesson. It was only because the Yin-Yang Cave Master didn't have time to hang him up and beat him that he had long since recovered from his deep-seated illness.
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