Song Qing and Liu Zixia are cousins.
Thirteen-year-old Song Qing has already had a cigarette, and five-and-a-half-year-old Liu Ziya is a little chubby.
Song Qing didn't like the squeamish little boy who clung to him all day long. Liu Zixia seemed to be unable to understand Song Qing's cold face. He often took advantage of Song Qing's cold face, and would pick on Song Qing whenever he got the chance.
Suddenly, the family experienced drastic changes, and the two lost all their relatives overnight.
Song Qing left the mortal world and embarked on the long journey of cultivating immortality.
Liu Ziya was very burdensome to him. He wanted to throw Liu Ziya away several times, but he could never throw it away for one reason or another.
In the scorching heat of midsummer, Liu Zixia's face turned red as he walked away. He pulled at the belt around his waist and said with a sullen mouth: "Brother, you tied me too tight. I seem to have no breath."
Song Qing held the other end of the lace tightly with her right hand and glanced down at him: "Idiot, you have heatstroke."
"Brother~" Liu Zixia leaned softly against him, "Brother~"
Song Qing frowned in annoyance and said coldly: "Don't call me, you go alone."
Liu Zixia hugged his waist and said nothing.
After a while, Liu Zixia fell asleep on Song Qing's back.
The two ran around for a long time and finally came to the world of cultivating immortals.
Liu Ziya couldn't detect the spiritual root no matter how he tested it.
Song Qing thought to himself that he didn't have to do anything this time, he just needed to keep practicing and live well, and he would completely lose Liu Ziya.
"Brother, will spiritual roots grow if I drink this?"
"Just drink it and it'll be quick."
"You said the same thing last time, brother, I don't want to drink anymore. You were seriously injured again."
"Shut up and swallow it."
"Brother, don't cry. I'll drink it right away."
In the life-and-death world of cultivating immortals, Song Qing struggled all the way from the bottom, and her originally cold heart became even colder and hardened. She could throw away anything and exchange for anything.
But in the rolling world of mortals, Song Qing only had Liu Zixia as a person with whom he was bound by blood, and he would never leave this person behind even if he died.
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Physical and mental 1v1, (Song Qing) brother attacks, brother suffers (Liu Ziya)
Purpose: Support each other and move forward hand in hand
