Brother, We Are the Best in the World

[The extremely controlling sick brother Gong who pretends to be a normal person vs. The noble and polite Little Sun brother Shou] After the family was destroyed, fifteen-year-old Wen Zhuqing fled north with his newborn brother, intending to seek a chance at Changliu Fairy Mountain where immortals gathered. In the past, in order to support his younger brother, the noble son who was not a fan of the world fought for food with beggars, fought with vicious dogs, was stepped on in the mud, had his legs broken, and suffered all kinds of humiliation and suffering. But even so, the infant child still didn't let him go. She spits up milk, wets the bed, gets sick, cries day and night, and won't stop until her voice becomes hoarse. For many years, Wen Zhuqing hated this voice so much that whenever he heard it, he would get cold and tremble all over, and he couldn't even breathe. He tried to strangle this burden to death more than once. He was so disgusted that he refused to give him the surname Wen. He also used the most vicious words to curse him hysterically. But what can a half-year-old child understand? He can only smile at his brother with his little baby teeth. Lu Qi didn't understand anything. By the time he could remember, he was already in Changliuxian Mountain. He just felt that his brother had a bad temper, couldn't laugh, and was too busy all day long to see anyone. But he will give him the best of everything, spiritual herbs, elixirs, magic weapons... If others have something that he doesn't have, my brother will do everything possible to find it for him, no matter the cost. There were three full treasures in the Qiankun Bag, and his brother became the chief disciple of Changliu Immortal Mountain, a genius that attracted worldwide attention. They no longer have to squeeze into a small bed together, and they don't have to wait for Shikasu to finish eating his brother before eating his leftovers... They can live a good life. Luqi hugged the pillow happily, ready to go talk to his good friends and show off. But just as he climbed onto his friend's bed, the door behind him was split open with a sword. The swinging sword energy destroyed half of the room. Under the moonlight, Wen Zhuqing's long eyes were full of blood, and his slightly trembling pupils were filled with extremely twisted jealousy. After being snatched back by Wen Zhuqing, who was panting and trembling, Lu Qi thought blankly—— His brother seems to be crazy. [Copy written on 2025/12/29] [Tips before reading~~] 1: Not brothers, no blood relationship between attack and reception; 2: The attacker and the recipient are pure and unique in body and mind. There is no ambiguous emotion before adulthood, and the emotion will gradually change after adulthood; 3: 70% anti-theft, the first chapter contains super detailed demining, please don't miss it! 4: Not suitable for extreme party control reading, very, very unsuitable; [The next book opens with "Hello!" Please pay the child supportCopywriting⬇ [Appearance is a virtuous husband and father, but in reality he is a pleasure-loving lunatic VS a caring and honest man who is dedicated to supporting his family] Tan Shen is a well-known honest person in the Qingqiu Fox Clan. He has a slow and soft temper, and will only get angry when provoked. He is very unpromising. Among the charming and flirtatious fellows, he is like a piece of wood. The only charm he has learned is to use the tip of his tail to tickle people's chins. Fortunately, there are fools who fall for this trick. That man was an ordinary scholar with a good temper. He always had a smile on his lips. He was gentle and gentle. He would comb the hair on Tan Shen's tail and kiss the fox ears that could not be hidden on Tan Shen's head. Three years after the marriage, due to the completely uncontrolled love day and night, Tan Shen had an... Egg in his stomach? ? The exquisite little doll, which had exhausted its spiritual power and shrunk down to three inches, was panting and sweating profusely. It held its own eggs and turned back in confusion and confusion—— His husband was scared away. * Zhang Xianhe is dead. To be more precise, he was skinned and boned, his heart and body cut out, and he was devoured like an animal. From then on, every ray of spiritual energy that the heavens and worlds relied on for their existence was the anointed blood squeezed from his corpse. All living beings said that he was a savior and a god, so it became a matter of course to die for the common people. Thousands of years later, he stepped down from the broken Buddhist altar with still compassionate eyes. He crushed the sword master's head with compassion and massacred the sect he had founded with his own hands. Blood spread down the long steps. Zhang Xianhe was calm and quiet, walking straight towards the last disciple who was kowtowing to him crazily and praying, when his silver hair hanging down to his ankles was suddenly pulled. Zhang Xianhe turned around and saw a palm-sized little man with an egg on his back with a cloth. He looked up and glared at him and said angrily: "Hello!" "Please pay the child support." At first, Zhang Xianhe didn't take much notice of this stupid little thing. Later, when he saw Tan Shen trying to hatch the egg like a chicken, Zhang Xianhe stretched out his fingertips to scratch his lover's belly in a funny manner. His face was gentle, but the jealousy in his eyes oozed like blood. "Still not willing to tell me who he is?" Tan Shen: "?" Intention: high-spirited and everlasting