Chapter 64 Not someone else, but a brother

Roar! A loud dragon sang in the vast world and broke through the clouds.

Those close leaves stopped less than a foot in front of him. In the sound waves formed by the sound waves, those leaves are like a small sail in the sea, constantly swaying and rolling, and finally going with the waves. The leaves shaken by sound waves scattered all over the sky, but no one can get close to Liu Xin just one meter in front of him.

After that roar, Liu Xinzheng was like a vented balloon. He was weak. There was an ups and down under his feet. He almost fell down and supported his seriously injured body. He stretched out his hand to the exit of the holy gate and took a difficult step, but finally couldn't help falling down.

When Liu Xin was waking up, he was already lying **. Li Zhenyan was wiping his face in front of the bed. When he woke up, Liu Xinzheng suddenly sat up and asked, "How long have I slept?"

"One day and one night. You fainted in front of the sixth door, and it was the guard there who informed the patriarch to send you back. They said you had passed through the sixth door. Li Zhenyan looked at Liu Xinzheng with a pale face and replied sadly.

He didn't pay attention to Li Zhenyan's expression and was not happy after the sixth door. He just muttered, "Two days, only two days left."

"The doctor said that your pulse is chaotic and you are mentally traumatized. You should have a good rest." Li Zhenyan's voice is gentle, and she is only gentle to her happy man. Looking at Liu Xinzheng, who was about to get up, he hurriedly stopped him and said, "Don't move around and have a good rest."

"There is no time." Liu Xin looked a little serious and ignored Li Zhenyan's obstruction. He was holding his hands on the bed and was thinking of his body. Suddenly, there was a sharp pain in his left arm, which reminded him that his left arm had been pierced by the hidden weapon in the holy door.

But isn't the injury suffered in the Holy Gate false?

Thinking of this, Liu Xin was busy pulling up the sleeve of her left arm and was relieved to find that her arm was intact. He thought to himself, "The left hand seems to be intact, but the pain comes from time to time. It must be related to the subconscious!" So he meditated twice in his heart, and my arm was intact. Miraculously, the pain in the arm has been miraculously relieved a lot.

Firmly believing, Liu Xin was standing up. Her originally solemn eyes were more gentle when she looked at Li Zhenyan and whispered, "Now is not the time to rest!"

"If you pay, you should take a break." Li Zhenyan replied stubbornly.

Liu Xin was gently caressing Li Zhenyan's hair, sliding her palm on her slippery face, and gently stroked, "If I can get a life back, what can I pay for?"

"Don't always teach me those righteous words. I don't understand those. I'm just a weak woman. I only know how to care about the people I like." Li Zhenyan suddenly became excited, and her voice improved a little, but a little hoarse. She didn't dare to look into his eyes. She was afraid that she would shake her faith when she saw his persistent eyes. She just lowered her head and continued, "I only care about you, I only care about your safety. I don't care about others. I only care about you!"

seemed to feel that these reasons were not enough to convince Liu Xinzheng, and she kept muttering, "I only care about you!" I only care about you." However, she didn't know what to say except this sentence.

Looking at the departure of her beloved, Li Zhenyan's long-pressing attachment finally burst out. Although she looked a little close to unreasonable, it deeply hurt Liu Xinzheng's heart.

Liu Xin was stunned and looked at his beloved. His familiar tearful face hurt from the bottom of his heart.

Yes! I care too little about her. She has always taken care of me, but I always ignore her feelings. In my memory, her smiling face has been blurred, and what she can see during this period always seems to be her tearful face. I owe her too much, but... I have to do it. After this, I will definitely make up for you... Yan'er...

"Not someone else. Lin Fan, he is my brother!" As soon as he bit his teeth, Liu Xin was turning his head cruelly. Before leaving, his words were extremely firm and sonorous.

"Not someone else. Lin Fan! He is my brother!"

There was no pause in the footsteps. Looking at the departing figure, tears from the corners of Li Zhenyan's eyes slipped silently again.

I can't help him with anything, and I always say something inexplicable to stop him and pull his back legs. Oh! It's really useless. I can't help at all. Stay by his side... Maybe... I'm superfluous!

A sentimental words sounded in my ear: "At the ends of the earth, I would like to follow you and have no more complaints!" Walking to the window and seeing his departure back, Li Zhenyan looked up at the sky. She can heal his wounds, cook for him, and do things for him that I can't do. Maybe it's enough to have her by his side.

Although his body has not been substantially injured, Liu Xinzheng subconsciously thinks that he is a seriously injured and semi-wounded person, so he can't cheer up at this moment.

dragged his weak body to the holy gate, which could have been reached in a quarter of an hour, but it took him a full hour.

When he stepped into the holy place and stood in front of the holy gate again, the silver armor guards of the twelve holy gates unexpectedly paid tribute to him. They worship the strong and are willing to guard the Holy Gate all their lives, only to see the real strong, but the strong is a vague concept in their hearts.

They saw too many geniuses in front of the Holy Gate and finally left the Holy Land with their heads down. Since then, they have not set foot in the Holy Land. They have also seen real geniuses with excited expressions after day. However, they have never seen anyone like Liu Xinzheng, who has been six doors in a week, but they have never been happy and proud of their appearance. He has enough proud capital, but he has never shown an arrogant posture. This moment! Those who guarded the Holy Gate for several years suddenly understood that maybe this is the person I should wait for, maybe this is the person who is really worthy of worship, and maybe this is the attitude that a real strong man should have! Too many vague concepts are shaped in their minds at this moment, which is the answer "I" want.

Liu Xin was a little overwhelmed by the behavior of the guards and hurriedly returned to salute and went to the seventh door. When entering the door, the silver armor guard, who had always been loose, turned his face and said to him, "The seventh door is called 'Thunder Robbery'. I wish you good luck."

Liu Xin was nodding slightly and smiling at him. He gritted his teeth and stepped into the seventh door.

Like the feeling given to Liu Xinzheng when he first entered the sixth door, the seventh door also has a dreamlike beauty.

The endless flowers and plants seem to cover the whole space, and all you can see is a green and various petals. During this period, one or two white rabbits played around with each other and finally rushed into the blue sea without any movement.

Looking at such a fairy-tale beauty, Liu Xin is thinking: If there is not so much danger in the holy gate, it will be a good place to live in seclusion. Thinking about it, I couldn't help laughing at myself and said to myself: If the Holy Gate is not dangerous, it's my turn to come and live in seclusion? I'm afraid that the dragon people have moved here long ago.

Smelling the refreshing fragrance of flowers, Liu Xin was looking around and lost his sense of direction. The door was gone, but the only sun that could be distinguished was just hanging overhead, and the same scenery around it could not tell the direction at all.

For such a beautiful scenery, Liu Xinzheng, who has broken through the six holy gates, understands that the more beautiful places like this, the more dangerous it is.

Looking at this beautiful place, Liu Xin is walking, with no direction, no destination, just walking constantly. At this moment, he only hopes to face the disaster earlier, because he knows very well that he only has two days to practice.

The sun at noon is very hot, and Liu Xin, who is walking in such an environment, is even more annoying. She can't help scolding: "God, what a fucking ghost weather." However, this unintentional words seemed to be heard by the thief God, and the originally clear sky suddenly rolled up dark clouds. For a moment, there were dark clouds. Then the roar of thunder rolled, like the roar of an angry god, driving the trembling of the earth.

In the distant sky, lightning wanders between heaven and earth like a raging dragon, and thunder rolls everywhere.

"Kka!" A thunder sounded with the sound of a big tree breaking in the distance.

Then another flash of lightning fell, and this time it fell in the direction of Liu Xin. Facing the still hot thunder and lightning hundreds of meters apart, Liu Xin was stepping forward to dodge to the right. However, at this critical moment, his feet seemed to be filled with lead, and no matter how hard he tried, he could only move a foot.

"Damn it." Liu Xin was pounding fiercely on his right foot, which he thought he was injured and stopped working normally, and looked up at the lightning that fell down in horror. I thought, "It's over. I'm going to lie down in ** for another day. Hey, it doesn't matter. Anyway, the body won't be substantially harmed. It's good to feel the lightning strike."

In the Dragon Pavilion.

Jiang Chengzi was drinking tea alone, coughing twice from time to time, looking at a thoughtful mural on the wall.

"Dongdong!" Two knocks on the door.

"Come in!" Jiang Chengzi's voice seemed to be a little weak. Before he finished speaking, he coughed again.

A masked man came in. His voice was a little hoarse: "Tell the patriarch that Mr. Liu has woken up."

"Hmm!" Jiang Chengzi looked up at the man, nodded, and suddenly felt funny. Knowing that the other party is a messenger, he can't see his appearance. But why do you have to look up?

After tasting the tea again, seeing that the messenger had not retreated, Jiang Chengzi looked up and asked, "Is there anything else?"

The messenger nodded and then replied in a hoarse voice, "Mr. Liu has now entered the seventh door."

"Oh. I know." Jiang Chengzi answered quietly on the surface. In his heart, he couldn't help sighing: "He hasn't recovered yet, and his spirit has been damaged. He went to the Holy Land when he was not at home to recuperate. It seems that he is determined to save Lin Fan... The sixth door has passed like this. What an unexpected guy, but maybe he can work miracles.

Seeing the patriarch's indifferent expression, the messenger's eyebrows tightened slightly and immediately stretched, thinking: The patriarch's daily management is mostly ignored. He said quickly, "The patriarch may have overlooked a problem."

"What's the problem?" Jiang Chengzi still bowed his head and tasted tea.

"Mr. Liu is not a native of the dragon clan. I'm afraid he doesn't know the mystery after the seventh door." The messenger returned.

The lightly drunk tea was suddenly swallowed into his stomach. Jiang Chengzi suddenly got up and asked, "Has anyone mentioned this to him?"

Seeing Jiang Chengzi's reaction, the messenger knew that he must have ignored the problem and replied worriedly, "If you didn't say it, I'm afraid no one mentioned it to him. After all, there are too few people he has contacted here."

Hearing the messenger say this, Jiang Chengzi's heart sank down and then coughed violently.

"The patriarch!" Seeing that Jiang Chengzi couldn't stop coughing, he was a little worried and wanted to go forward to help him, but Jiang Chengzi waved his hand. However, when he saw Jiang Chengzi's right hand moved from his mouth and nose, his heart suddenly widened, his eyes suddenly widened, and he stared at his right hand and said in disbelief, "The patriarch...you?"