A person is cultivating immortality, and at the beginning he is madly favored by the villain

Chapter 141

"elder brother!"

Yu Xi didn't expect Zhong Xian to have such a big reaction just by hearing her name. She hurriedly hugged Zhong Xian tightly, and even though Zhong Xian's body was colder than ice at this time, she did not let go.

The ghost energy seemed to be more ferocious than before, struggling to surge out of Zhong Xian's body, and the whistling black energy violently circled around them.

It was not until Zhong Xian stood firm that the ghost energy was finally reluctantly suppressed back into his body.

Zhong Xian gently held Yu Xi in his arms, and only after making sure that Yu Xi in his arms was not an illusion did he let out a long breath and buried his head in her neck, looking a little tired.

"Xiao Xi'er, you came to see me."

His voice was very soft, but still as gentle and low as ever, and sounded somewhat cheerful, like a piece of elegant music.

Yu Xi's fox fur was messed up by the ghost energy. She didn't even bother to smooth the fur. She turned her head and touched Zhong Xian's face worriedly.

The temperature has become cold again, and I can't warm it up no matter how hard I try:

"Brother, are you feeling better?"

Zhong Xian nodded.

After a few seconds, Zhong Xian raised his head again, and there was no trace of fatigue on his face.

He narrowed his eyes and smiled carelessly as usual, leaning against Yu Xi's face and saying:

"Xiao Xi'er cares about me so much. You knew I was in the illusion and came in to look for me. Were you hurt in the illusion?"

Yu Xi shook her head and was about to take Zhong Xian out of the illusion as quickly as possible, but Granny Liang beside her took a few steps back in fear, her voice filled with disbelief:

"Lord City Lord? What's wrong with you? Are you possessed by a monster?"

Yu Xi's face changed, and he subconsciously stretched out his hands to protect Zhong Xian.

"Brother, don't listen or look, I will take you out of the illusion now."

The illusion will show people the saddest and most angry things in order to break their minds. She cannot let anything here hurt Zhong Xian again.

But unexpectedly, Zhong Xian didn't care and held her head. His eyes moved slightly. Without even looking at Grandma Liang, he raised his hand and waved a burning ghost fire at Grandma Liang.

Granny Liang instantly turned into ashes with screams.

Yu Xi looked at the black dust in the air and didn't react for a moment to what was happening.

She withdrew her gaze and looked at Zhong Xian again, only to see Zhong Xian looking around, his eyes filled with a coldness that she could not understand.

"Brother, they..."

"Don't worry, Xiao Xi'er. These are people who died a long time ago. Everything here is fake."

Zhong Xian looked at the two lanterns with landscape paintings hanging on the eaves, and was distracted for a moment, but he quickly smiled and rubbed Yu Xi's head and said:

"Wait a moment, I'll take you out of this illusion right away. Now that I've regained my composure, this kind of place won't hold me back."

After saying this, without waiting for Xi's response, he lightly jumped onto the highest building in the city, stood sideways holding Yu Xi in his arms, with the bustling street below him.

Ghost energy ignited from under his feet and quickly spread into the city. In just a few breaths, the entire Qiuluo City was engulfed in flames, and miserable wails could be heard everywhere.

If you listen carefully, you can hear the people in the city calling out to the bells in despair.

Zhong Xian just looked down at all this with an expressionless face.

In the firelight, his hair was as black as ink and he was still wearing white clothes, but everything happening before his eyes seemed to have nothing to do with him.

He is the one who is compassionate and helps others, but he is also the one who is full of murderous sins.

At the same time, the illusion could not withstand Zhong Xian's ghostly aura and began to shatter from the edges. With a tremor, the illusion disappeared, and Zhong Xian, who was lying on the snow, opened his eyes.

His first reaction was to go find Yu Xi.

Fortunately, Yu Xi was sitting next to him. He stretched out his arms and hugged Yu Xi tightly. Unlike in the illusion, the feeling of hugging Yu Xi in reality made him feel more at ease.

Yu Xi also touched his head.

"Brother, you're crying."

Her thumb rubbed the bottom of Zhong Xian's eye, where there was a shallow mark of water.

Zhong Xian didn't seem to expect that he would cry. He lowered his head and touched his face, and actually felt water marks.

While he was stunned, Yu Xi had already nimbly gotten into his arms and hugged him tightly, with her furry ears just touching his heart.

It's a familiar heartbeat.

The monks said that my brother was dead, they were talking nonsense.

Although my brother's body was very cold, he had a heartbeat.

"When I was sad, my brother hugged me. Now that my brother is sad, I hug him too."

She smiled and raised her head, rubbing against Zhong Xian's arms again and again, her voice crisp as she acted coquettishly: "It turns out that brother's arms are the most comfortable!"

Zhong Xian only felt his neck tickled by the hair on the tip of Yu Xi's ear, and he laughed all of a sudden.

"I'm not sad, I just slept too long and I'm a little tired."

He smiled and picked up Yu Xi, then kissed her on the forehead. He really wanted to hold Yu Xi like this for the rest of his life.

This is his sister, his only home.

Who would have thought that at this moment, a dark shadow appeared from the side, staring at Zhong Xian's face with his eyes wide open, and said:

"Zhong Xian is crying? Really crying?"

Zhong Xian looked at Ji Zhi expressionlessly.

Ji Zhi patted his chest and said, "Crybaby! You cry whenever you want. You're not a man at all. Look at me, I won't cry!"

I don’t know who was the person in the illusion who thought Yu Xi was eaten and cried so hard.

"Yes, yes, you are a silly roe deer, okay."

What worries Zhong Xian the most now is that a fool has appeared in his family, which is a hundred times more worrying than managing the messy demon world before.

Jizhi touched his head, feeling that something was not right with what Zhong Xian said.

Yu Xi held his forehead.

However, although he had left the illusion, Yu Xi was still somewhat curious about what Zhong Xian had experienced in the past.

Why did the bell strings become like this?

Where did Qiu Luocheng go again?

What happened to all those enthusiastic people in the city?

But she was afraid that asking these questions without permission would make Zhong Xian sad.

After thinking it over again and again, she spoke carefully:

"Brother, you used to be the top scholar? I heard that in the human world, only one top scholar can emerge from a hundred thousand students. You are so amazing!"

Zhong Xian's nose almost turned up at Yu Xi's praise. He cleared his throat and said without reservation, "Of course. I'm your brother, and I'm very capable. I'm proficient in politics and criticizing current affairs. I'm also proficient in music, chess, calligraphy, and painting. I'm proficient in everything!"

After a pause, he continued, "When we get back, I can draw for Xiao Xier. What does Xiao Xier want to see?"

Yu Xi recalled that he had found many calligraphy and paintings in Zhong Xian's room, which were truly amazing.

Seeing Zhong Xian happy, she quickly responded:

"Can you draw me, brother?"

"Okay!" Zhong Xian was happy: "You can draw as many Xiao Xi'er as you want!"

When Jizhi heard about such an interesting thing, he also reached out and said, "I want to draw my sister too!"

"You? I'd be thankful if you didn't draw Xiao Xi'er as a little bastard..."