Lu Li is everyone's favorite little junior brother.
The senior brother would go down the mountain privately for him, and even if he was punished, he would still say it with a smile to the crying Lu Li.
"Senior brother, it's okay. The sweet-scented osmanthus cake I bought for you is still warm. Don't cry."
The young master who always likes to quarrel with him will help him fight back when he is bullied.
He has been with him for many years, and when life and death are at stake, he would rather be injured than protect his friend.
He is usually strict with him, but when he is slightly injured, he always feels sorry for the master who helps him apply medicine.
Lu Li felt that he was the happiest person in the world. When he made mischief on Jian Mountain, there was always someone to help him clean up the mess.
But the moment he woke up due to injury, everyone changed.
The gentle senior brother will scold him for the new junior brother.
When his friend encountered danger with his junior brother, he did not hesitate to save his junior brother.
When he had a dispute with his junior brother, the young master would hurt him and scold him for being vicious.
The master who originally thought he would care about him, when he saw that he was scarred, only left a light sentence.
You are too narrow-minded. Go to the Blue Air Room alone to reflect. "
At first he was confused, cried, and felt sad, and even tried to imitate the behavior of his junior brothers to please them.
Later, on that snowy night, he realized that his Dantian had been shattered in that war. It turned out that his current Dantian belonged to his junior brother. It turned out... That he was the thief who did not know what to do.
Lu Li came to his senses. He dug out his Dantian alive in front of everyone and jumped off the cliff of Wuwu.
I heard that later, the young master vomited blood on the spot, and the senior brother held the broken sword of his junior brother and went down the mountain to become a casual cultivator. His friends ordered the whole world to come to find him. The master's Taoist heart was broken and he stayed in seclusion for hundreds of years.
A young man sitting next to the Demon Lord laughed, and Yezi's eyebrows were full of disdain.
"This is a deep feeling, but it has nothing to do with me. "
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