C4 His Senior Brother Was Looking for Him

Sui Wushu unknowingly walked towards the direction of the Helm Hall, his heart filled with frustration. What should he do? This broken system was really annoying. After today's commotion, his image had probably fallen by a few degrees. What crime had he committed?

It is a long way to go, and I will search up and down for it!

Sui Wushu could deeply feel the hostility of this world towards him! He should not have gone to find the main character. He was simply asking for a beating.

System: It's good that the host knows!

Sui Wushu: Sooner or later, I will tear you apart.

When the system sensed that the host was bullying the system, the system automatically deducted 5 points from the initial value of the host!

Sui Wushu felt that the system was still different. Looking at the road in front of him, he felt that it was somewhat familiar.

Wasn't this the way to the Helm Hall? Why did he come here?

As for the Helm Hall, it just so happened to be a great help to Sui Wushu. As the name suggested, the Helm Hall was a place where things were managed. A place like this would definitely have something like a roster. Since there was such a thing, then there would definitely be detailed information about the antagonist. Since he could not get along with the main character, he might as well kill the antagonist in one fell swoop and end it once and for all.

After thinking about these things, Sui Wushu walked towards the Helm Hall.

At this time, there would always be people Sui Wushu did not want to see, such as Shi Zhao, who had recently had intimate contact with Sui Wushu.

"Senior Brother!" Shi Zhao shouted politely when he saw Sui Wushu.

Sui Wushu nodded calmly. Just as he was about to walk away, he was stopped by Shi Zhao.

"Where is Senior Brother going?" The corner of Shi Zhao's mouth carried a faint smile, looking innocent and harmless.

"Helm Hall." As the saying went, one should not hit a smiling person. Moreover, Sui Wushu's upbringing did not allow him to do anything that did not suit him. For example, he did not answer the questions of the antagonist.

"But, if Senior Brother goes just like that with a face full of blood, will he really not scare the brothers of Helm Hall?" Shi Zhao kindly reminded Sui Wushu.

Sui Wushu had been wondering why his Senior Brother brothers had looked at him so strangely on the way here. It turned out that his face was still covered in the blood of the protagonist's saliva.

He thought that it was because the Huaqing Sect's gossip had spread so quickly that everyone knew that his junior sister had said that he, Sui Wushu, had framed Min Su.

In fact, it was almost the same. Not all of Huaqing Sect knew about it, probably only nine out of ten people knew about it, which was not a lot.

Before Sui Wushu could react, Shi Zhao took out a handkerchief from his storage bag and carefully wiped it for Sui Wushu.

Sui Wushu's heart was full of curses. Just say that there was something wrong with the two of them! Even if there was something wrong, it would be the original. What did it have to do with him?

After Shi Zhao helped Sui Wushu wipe the blood off his face, in front of Sui Wushu, he used the Flame Spell to burn the bloodstained handkerchief clean.

This was a blatant demonstration of power. Alright, Sui Wushu admitted defeat!

In fact, as long as Sui Wushu used his brain, he would remember that this Flame Spell was only a basic entry-level spell that every disciple knew.

"Senior Brother, I think I have nothing to do, so I can accompany Senior Brother to the Helm Hall." The arc of Shi Zhao's mouth became wider and wider, and even his beautiful eyes were filled with a faint smile.

You have such a nice smile, I have no reason to refuse.

[Pah! What the hell is this?]

Shi Zhao held Sui Wushu's hand and walked towards the Helm Hall.

Sui Wushu shouted in his heart, 'Young man, where are your morals? Hand, quickly let go of your hand.'

Sui Wushu wanted to pull his hand away, but Shi Zhao held it even tighter.

Sui Wushu expressed orz.

Just as Sui Wushu was about to say, "Let go of my hand, Shi Zhao turned his head and said to Sui Wushu, Senior Brother, ever since that incident last time, you have been treating me more and more coldly. I don't want to be estranged from Senior Brother. "

It had to be said that Shi Zhao's skill at lying through his teeth was quite good. The original product was for his junior sister to cultivate and cultivate, so she didn't have time to interact with him.

Shi Zhao felt that it was very fun to see his Senior Brother being humiliated. Most importantly, ever since that time last time, Shi Zhao realized that his Senior Brother's hand was getting softer and softer. He wanted to keep holding it in his hand and didn't want to let it go! Wait, Shi Zhao felt that something was wrong with him more and more, as if he was paying more and more attention to his Senior Brother. However, it seemed to be not bad.

Sui Wushu's heart was on the verge of collapse. Young man, please don't bring it up, okay? Seeing Shi Zhao smiling like a flower, Sui Wushu expressed that the brain-dead young man was much happier. He could understand that. He treated it as if he was being pulled by a pig's hoof.

The two of them had their own thoughts and were silent the entire way.

The road to the Helm Hall was not long. While admiring the flowers and plants on both sides of the road, it did not take long for them to arrive at the Helm Hall.

In the center of the Helm Hall sat a disciple dressed in Huaqing Sect's uniform. Although Sui Wushu's reputation was not good, due to his status, a young disciple naturally had to show some respect to him.

"Junior brother, I would like to inquire about a person called Shi Zhao. Could I trouble you for a moment?" Sui Wushu's appearance was extremely beautiful. His appearance was feminine, but there was not a trace of femininity. Instead, he had a faint scholarly aura. The original goods were cold and aloof, so they naturally did not have the smell of books. This feeling was naturally brought about by Sui Wushu himself.

Therefore, when Sui Wushu smiled at the disciple, the disciple was slightly stunned. There was a word in this world that could describe the current Sui Wushu. He was a demon, but he was not unruly. In general, he was as gentle as jade.

The disciple realized his lack of manners and quickly lowered his head to search for Sui Wushu's name.

It was a pity that Sui Wushu had forgotten that there was a spelling in the world called polyphony. It was foolish for Sui Wushu to spell the three words Shi Zhao separately.

The villain's name was Shi Zhao, and he read yanzhizhao instead of eshizhao! Therefore, Sui Wushu had been wrong from the very beginning. If he could find the villain, then there would be ghosts.

The disciple who was looking for a name was distracted by Sui Wushu's smile and naturally missed the name Shi Zhao!

On the other hand, Shi Zhao was curious as to why Senior Brother was looking for him. Shi Zhao found it very cute that his Senior Brother was so silly that he didn't know what his surname was.

"I'm sorry, Senior Brother Sui, there really isn't such a person." The disciple said with a blush.

"Then I'll have to trouble you." Sui Wushu was confused as he looked at the shy disciple in front of him.

After leaving the Helm Hall with Shi Zhao, Sui Wushu walked towards his residence.

Shi Zhao carefully tested Sui Wushu.

"Senior Brother, who was the person you were looking for just now?" Shi Zhao pretended to be curious.

"He's not a good person anyway. Stay away from him when you see him in the future." Sui Wushu looked at Shi Zhao, did not care, and directly said this sentence!

Shi Zhao, who was said to not be a good person, felt tired in his heart! This feeling of being taken advantage of was truly indescribable.

"Does Senior Brother know him well?" Shi Zhao looked at the side profile of Sui Wushu's face, which was still as distant as ever. Suddenly, he remembered the way Sui Wushu smiled just now. It was really beautiful, and then he added, "Senior Brother, you must smile more often. That way, you will look very good."

In the years that followed, Shi Zhao was very overbearing, only allowing his Senior Brother to smile at him.

"Ordinary." Just as he finished speaking, he heard his junior brother say that he looked very good when he smiled. Sui Wushu expressed his silent smugness. After all, Shi Zhao was also an outstanding talent. His entire being was carved in an ancient style, and he was elegant and graceful. He was also a handsome man.

In the setting sun, their shadows overlapped on the flagstones, as close as the same person could be.

After returning to their room, Sui Wushu still went to sleep. Cultivators were more alert, so it was easy for them to fall into a light sleep. Then, Sui Wushu would not be able to sleep.

What kind of life was this? Was this the life of a normal person?

What if he woke up easily after sleeping? How many hours would he need to cultivate in a meditative state?

In the middle of the night, Sui Wushu looked at Shi Zhao, who was cultivating opposite him. He quietly crossed his legs and began to cultivate. Then, he realized that the more he cultivated, the more awake he became. Mother, I want to sleep.

Life is full of ups and downs. I want to sleep but I'm not awake.

Shi Zhao seemed to sense that Sui Wushu was looking at him. Seeing that Shi Zhao's eyes were about to open, Sui Wushu pretended to cultivate seriously. The speed at which he closed his eyes was comparable to the speed at which an old woman changed her expression.