MTL - Why is This Little Brother-Chapter 37 Delusional twenty-four

"What method?" Yan Chun Bing didn't even bother to eat it, so he sat up straight and asked.

Yin Yuchen hesitated for a moment before saying, "It's actually very simple, but for my sister, it's a bit cruel."

"What method? Just tell me." Yan Chun's intuition is not a good method.

"You don't have to kill the other side of the symbiosis, and you can also make the other side lose its threat," Yin Yuchen said. "Just try to smash the other side's soul into her body."

After Yan Chun heard this, her brows furrowed immediately. She didn't read the evil book in vain, and said, "Is it to make her completely a lunatic with a deranged soul and mind?"

"It's like this." Yin Yuchen said, "In this way, you can control her to become your puppet completely through her deranged mind, and then use her body to restore your spiritual house until..."

Yin Yuchen didn't say the rest, but Yanchun already understood.

As long as Mo Qiulu becomes an empty shell carrying a broken soul, she can wait for the opportunity to absorb Mo Qiulu's spiritual soul through the symbiotic neck ring to nourish herself.

This is the same reason that Mo Qiulu always wanted to stimulate her into confusion and madness before, but it was more simple and rude.

Their current state of symbiosis is like the weight of the two ends of the scale changing and growing. Once this balance is completely broken, the other side will dominate, and the weaker side will continue to be absorbed and utilized by the larger side. deprive everything.

Until...it completely loses its "nutrients", like a ripe melon that has fallen off its stems, is sucked dry and leaves the symbiotic state.

This is what Yan Chun read in the evil book. She also told Yin Yuchen, isn't this relationship like a parasite? The parasite eventually **** the host dry and becomes a new full life form, evil and cruel.

The more Yan Chun thought about it, the tighter his brows became, and there was even a feeling of churning in his stomach.

Yin Yuchen waited for her to digest it for a while, and as expected, she was extremely resisted when she saw her expression.

So he said the method he really wanted to use: "Sister doesn't have to be uncomfortable, I know that my sister can't accept it."

To smash the soul of the other party, in Yanchun's opinion, it is better to kill Mo Qiulu directly. A person who loses himself and will commit suicide will not inflict unbearable pain on others.

"Didn't my elder sister always want Shuangzun and my master to know Mo Qiulu's true face?" Yin Yuchen said, "sister come over here, I have a suggestion to tell you..."

Yan Chun wiped his mouth and brought his ears close to Yin Yuchen, his eyes widened for a while, then narrowed wickedly, and then full of shock and disapproval.

In the end, she still shook her head and refused. This method is good or not, but Yin Yuchen sacrificed too much.

"This can't be done. My senior brother is more selfless than my second senior brother. I know that you will never forgive you for doing such a thing."

"Besides, you've really helped me a lot. I don't want you to do everything for me... I can do it myself."

"I'll do this!" Yan Chun stood up abruptly, almost dropping his rice bowl on the ground, and was supported by Yin Yuchen.

Yan Chun said, "I can also lead snakes out of their holes. This time, I must show her true colors in one fell swoop!"

Yin Yuchen looked at her and was actually a little surprised. Most of the things he envisioned were done by him. It doesn't matter even if he will be held accountable by Jing Yangyu afterwards. After all, he is not really going to be a disciple of the future sect master, and being expelled from the sect is just convenient for him to do things in the future.

When Ke Yanchun heard about it, he was the first person who thought about him. He was afraid that he would be punished by Jing Yangyu, so he had to do it himself.

Yin Yuchen bit his lower lip, suppressing the throbbing in his heart.

He took Yanchun's arm and said, "Okay, sit down, finish your food first, and then we will study how to do it in detail, and tell me in detail about what you saw in the mirror of life and soul, about the magic cave. Things going on in the inner sect disciple training ground..."

Yanchun sat down again and continued to eat pies. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that this method was really good. What Yan Chun had been thinking about was to ask Mo Qiulu to give up on her own initiative, but Mo Qiulu refused. It would be best if she could be forced to show her true colors this time.

As long as Mo Qiulu's thoughts are exposed, and her parents and Jing Yangyu are on her side, they will have plenty of time to find a real solution for symbiosis.

Yanchun rounded the pie by himself and ate a belly of conspiracy.

That night, after the details were finalized, Yan Chun stopped an inner door repairer who delivered meals to Mo Qiulu, grabbed the food box forcefully, and went to see Mo Qiulu, who had been banned for more than ten days.

Yan Chun knew that Mo Qiulu was very broken these days, and every night's memories were reflecting the worsening and worsening of her emotions.

When she really saw Mo Qiulu sitting on the stone steps where she lived with her hair disheveled and her expression sluggish, Yan Chun didn't know how bad her condition was.

But Yan Chun didn't have any sympathy for her. After all, she found everything that happened to this person.

"Take it, I won't eat it." Mo Qiulu heard footsteps entering the yard. The only people who would come at this time were the food delivery people.

"I advise you to still eat it. I personally chose the food for you today, which is very rich."

Yan Chun walked into the courtyard that restricted Mo Qiulu's freedom with the food box in her hand. She felt that her treatment was actually better than her own. At least there were flowers and plants in her courtyard. But there was nothing but bare stones and water.

"What are you doing here?" Mo Qiulu turned her head when she heard Yan Chun's voice, and her whole body became vigilant.

"This is really a feng shui turn," Yan Chun said as if looking at an old friend, reminiscing about the old days: "You still remember, when I was trapped in the Diling Pool, when I saw you, it was you now. Hairy look."

"You were actually very happy at the time, didn't you?" Yan Chun smiled, and the whole person showed a wickedness from the inside out.

"I'm so happy right now," she said.

Mo Qiulu actually never thought that Yanchun would come. Between her and Yanchun, Yanchun was always afraid of her appearance and would lose control because of her collapse.

This is the first time that Yan Chun has actively sought out Mo Qiulu, and has used such a sullen face.

"What does it feel like to be restricted from freedom? It's not a big deal. It's only been ten days. You look like a crazy woman. Think about me. For more than ten years, I've just been rumored to be crazy. Are you better?"

Mo Qiulu's eyes flashed, but with undisguised resentment.

"You deserve to be locked up. The Spirit Purification Pond is such a good place, other disciples in the inner sect can't go there if they want to go!"

"It's only because of your good background and your family background that you can stay in the Diling Pool for so long! If you continue your dog's life, someone else will be dead!"

Yan Chun was stunned for a moment, then took a few steps towards the yard with the food box, and then said, "What are you talking about, my parents and senior brother, although they love me and love me, how can they hold the door against me? Under the pressure of so many elders and disciples, use the spiritual pond in the door for my favoritism?"

Yanchun said, "Ha, don't you know now? No one told you?"

She looked at Mo Qiulu with a pitiful look in her eyes, and said, "The purifying pond is indeed precious, and the monks in the lead door and the cultivators all over the world covet it, but you have also smelled the aura of the purifying pond. Yes, even the elders in the sect are diverting the trickle for cultivation, so you can soak anyone in it?"

If it wasn't for the Spirit Palace's inability to store spiritual energy, a cultivator who could normally mobilize Spiritual Qi would go in and soak in it. Even if it was Jing Yangyu's cultivation level, after soaking in it for a few days, the inner palace of the meridians would explode. Who would be jealous of her being able to soak the spirits pool?

Yanchun said: "You are so strange, didn't you also go in to soak? You forgot? If you like it, I will give you the forbidden rune order, you go to soak it hahahaha..."

Mo Qiulu remembered that she was dragged down by Yanchun into the cleansing pond, the pain like falling into boiling hot oil, and bit her lip.

But she still looked at Yan Chun with hatred, and now she has nothing to support her except hatred.

Yan Chun accepted the smile and continued: "You are really, jealous of me is unreasonable, the reason why I can soak in the Spirit Pond is not because my Spirit Palace is broken and suitable for soaking, but my Spirit Palace is broken. The reason is that I saved mortals when I followed the disciples in the sect to exorcise evil spirits."

"You know, it's the mortal who you think I kill myself and save myself beyond my own power." Yan Chun said, "You didn't read the rules of the Hengjue sect carefully. Jue sent the Dao of the founder of the mountain to show mercy to the common people, and all living beings are equal."

"The Hengjue faction naturally wants to use the power of the sect to try to heal me," Yan Chun and Mo Qiulu looked at each other, and said the food box directly at her feet: "I miss you, a person who lost himself for revenge. , how can you understand?"

Mo Qiulu glanced down, the food was spilled in the food box, and the soup and oil were mixed in the rice. This scene reminded her of the time when she was very young, when her cousin, who had the wrong intentions for her, tied her to the firewood like a dog and rubbed her temperament.

At that time, because she couldn't resist, bit him, and even wanted to kill him, so he didn't dare to approach her, so he threw the food at her feet like this.

Mo Qiulu didn't want to die, and she didn't want to die. She could only lie on the ground like a dog and pick up the scattered rice...

She gritted her teeth hard, and thin blue veins burst out on her forehead.

She put off her messy hair that she didn't take care of well, stabilized her mind, looked at Yan Chun and said, "You are really getting sharper and sharper."

Mo Qiulu remembered that when Yanchun had just left the Cleansing Spirit Pond, he would only be irritable and crazy, and the real change began after... after being mixed with that poisonous snake-like Yin Yuchen.

Mo Qiulu and Yin Yuchen are a kind of person, so they naturally know very well what Yin Yuchen is.

So Mo Qiulu said, "You have sharp teeth and sharp mouth, were you taught by your little brother Yuchen?"

"He really took great pains to train you well, but what's the use?" Mo Qiulu squinted at Yan Chun, with the same crescent eyes as Yan Chun, and the end of the eyes is a cold hook. Here comes the next piece of meat.

"Do you think that the little junior brother who climbed into the inner door by you is a good thing?" Mo Qiulu said: "If you say you are stupid, you always think you are smart. I lied to an idiot like you, and I want a lot of good things from you, right?"

"You really dare to hurt Jing Yangyu for such a poisonous snake. Oh, your eyes that can't tell the difference between good and bad, you should dig them out and feed the dog."

"I advise you to check if you have any worms or drugs that confuse your mind, don't say I didn't warn you."

Mo Qiulu said: "He will do whatever he can to achieve his goals. When you are entangled by him, you will only be able to break all your bones and swallow them alive."

"Ah...I forgot," Mo Qiulu glanced behind Yanchun, with a look of contempt that could see through everything: "He must still be with you like that day, wearing Guizhen, right?"

"Let me just say, the wicked dog doesn't want to let go for a moment when he sees something. How can he let you go alone? Is he behind you?"

"You're so attached to him, like a child who hasn't been weaned... Wouldn't it be because you're obsessed with his bed kung fu? Let me tell you, he might have found a lot of people to practice it."

Mo Qiulu just wanted to stimulate Yin Yuchen on purpose. She was a little afraid of Yin Yuchen, so she would rather the other party be in the Ming Dynasty.

Yan Chun: "..." This person went crazy after being detained for more than ten days? What a mess?

Yin Yuchen really didn't come today.

She was the one who prevented Yin Yuchen from following her. She is not the one who dares not face Mo Qiulu alone. She is now the king of evil cultivators!

At first, Yan Chun frowned when he heard her talk about Yin Yuchen, but when he listened to it, he felt that she was farting.

She doesn't know whether Yin Yuchen is good or bad? Use her to say?

"You are jealous of this and smear the other all day, but have you been too busy?" Yan Chun sighed, "I've been so busy that you don't have time to sleep well, and look back on the past every night?"

Mo Qiulu remembered that Yan Chun had seen her past through symbiosis, and her expression suddenly distorted.

Yan Chun continued: "Do you think that you have died tragically, that you are someone like you, the way of heaven should compensate you, so it is natural for you to rob others of everything, right?"

Mo Qiulu stared at Yan Chun as if she had been stabbed, and Yan Chun smiled at her.

"Take care of yourself and take pity on yourself, you don't have much time." Yan Chun's eyes were full of malice and contempt, sweeping Mo Qiulu's body.

Before this look came, Yin Yuchen had specially trained it several times. It's the centerpiece of today's game.

Sure enough, after Mo Qiulu was read by Yanchun, seeing that Yanchun was about to leave, she couldn't bear to pretend, she stepped forward and grabbed Yanchun's wrist, and asked, "What do you mean? What are you doing today?"

What Yan Chun was waiting for was that she took the initiative to ask, instead of breaking away from Mo Qiulu's hand, she took Guizhen out of her arms and directly covered Mo Qiulu and her.

The great formation that imprisoned Mo Qiulu could take pictures and take notes, but under the truth, even Jing Yangyu, the refiner, could not spy on it.

As soon as the two were blocked by Guizhen, the highlight of today came.

Yan Chun changed his face in situ. Taking advantage of his height, he stared at Mo Qiulu condescendingly, reached behind her, grabbed the hair on the back of her neck, and forced her to look up.

He said sadly: "Don't be proud of the little peacock. Your **** is leaking. I have found a way to make you my puppet. Unfortunately, the poisonous snake you mentioned provided me."

Mo Qiulu was forced to raise her head and screamed in pain, just as she was about to struggle, she was stopped by Yanchun Ruo's clammy and cold eyes.

Yanchun learned ghost cultivation, and smiled while hooking one side of his lips.

Approaching Mo Qiulu, he said, "Heng Jue sent the Court of Justice to have a magic tool called 'Split Soul', which is used to deal with disciples who have committed monstrous crimes."

Yan Chun grabbed her hair, touched Mo Qiulu's head, and gave her a five-finger cap.

He added, "If you put it on your head like this, you can directly stir the soul of the tortured person into a mess like an egg in the blink of an eye."

Mo Qiulu's expression changed drastically when she heard the words, Yan Chun laughed twice and said, "You know the effect of symbiosis, I will not kill you, when I go to steal the treasure tomorrow and smash your soul, you will be like you. As I told my mother at the beginning, it will become my life-sustaining baby as I wish."

After Yan Chun finished speaking, he withdrew Guizhen and let go of Mo Qiulu's head.

In the end, before she could step back, Mo Qiulu slumped softly at Yanchun's feet like a pool of mud that had been stirred up.

After a while, Mo Qiulu shook her hands and bowed to her as if she had just woken up from a dream, and prayed with tears streaming down her face, "Forgive...forgive me, forgive me!"

"Yan Chun, Shui Yun... I know I'm wrong, I really know I'm wrong..."