Senior sister and junior sister are a couple? I’ll break them up for you!

Chapter 190 Yan Ruoqi's Memory (4000)

"Hahahaha, he's finally dead! Little Junior Brother, oh little Junior Brother, don't blame me for being too ruthless. It's your fault for not accepting my toast and drinking the forfeit wine!"

"Just obey me obediently. Why do you have to save Yan Ruoqi?"

"You don't want to have a senior sister who lets you play with her, but you have to find a senior sister who always has a stern face towards you? What are you thinking?"

“I don’t understand. I don’t understand.”

"Forget it, I'm already dead. What's next..."

"However, mobilizing so much mental energy is a bit tiring... I should rest for a while."

The inner demon looked a little tired after laughing wildly.

I plan to take a break first and then make some plans.

……

The massive mental attack directly destroyed Jiang Ming's consciousness, turning it into dust, which scattered bit by bit in Yan Ruoqi's consciousness space.

However, at this moment, the death talisman on Jiang Mingrou's body emitted a faint glow.

Then, as if it had suffered some kind of heavy blow, it turned into powder in an instant.

It looked exactly like Jiang Ming's state where his consciousness was shattered.

The Death Substitute Charm, as its name suggests, is very simple in both name and function.

However, anything that can save a life at a critical moment will not be a cheap treasure.

Not to mention this rare treasure that is common in all realms.

Even in the top stage of transformation of the spirit, it is a rare existence.

Although the death talisman is called a talisman, it is not drawn by humans.

Its origin cannot be verified.

The two factions of people who want to have enough food are arguing endlessly about this.

The Anti-Heaven Faction believes that the death talisman was drawn by a cultivator who had reached the pinnacle of cultivation, or even beyond the scope of "human", and was made by an "immortal" or "god", so it has such power to bring the dead back to life.

The Shuntian School believes that the death scapegoat is a sign of favor and mercy from Heaven. Because Heaven feels the suffering of the world, the killing of all living beings, and the emptiness of all things, it leaves behind this "chance for life."

And Mike Amin, who was far away in Yan Ruoqi's sea of consciousness, was concerned about this -

No expression.

He just wants to thank the leader!

In order to ensure that he could successfully absorb the fragments of the Avenue of Death, Xin Budao found him a death substitute.

It can be said that it is extremely generous!

However, Jiang Ming did not expect that his precious first time was taken away by his senior sister even though he did not use the death talisman which was so dangerous as to absorb the fragments of the Great Dao!

……

Jiang Ming is now in a mysterious state.

His consciousness was smashed to pieces by the inner demon and scattered all over the sea of knowledge.

Under normal circumstances, he would be dead enough to die.

But because of the effect of the death substitute, it replaced this death, so that Jiang Ming's consciousness did not dissipate, but floated in the same place.

Because of this, although the consciousness he condensed is no longer there, he is still able to think.

This is an counterintuitive thing, but it was done by the scapegoat.

It is indeed a treasure in the world.

Jiang Ming could feel that his consciousness, which had been hammered into powder, was floating in his sea of consciousness.

He could gather them together at any time.

But Jiang Ming was not in a hurry.

On the one hand, I want to wait for that inner demon to let down his guard.

On the other hand,

Some consciousness powder floated and floated until it landed on the circle of light where Yan Ruoqi was, and stuck to it.

Then, Jiang Ming discovered something incredible.

He focused his consciousness on the powder, and suddenly,

Sound and picture appeared.

……

Heavy snow was floating in the sky, falling slowly and piling up on the branches.

Under the branches, a burly man with a stern face shouted sternly:

"Yan Ruoqi! Swing your sword!"

In front of him was a little girl, no taller than his knees, about six or seven years old.

Its appearance is as delicate as jade and extremely exquisite.

However, on such a cold winter day, he was only wearing thin clothes, and even his little face was a little red from the cold.

However, even so, she still responded expressionlessly:

"Yes!"

As he spoke, he continued waving his stiff arms.

Anyway, she couldn't feel the existence of her hands.

Jiang Ming recognized at a glance that the little girl was Yan Ruoqi.

So, it was because Senior Sister was sleeping and her sea of consciousness was not protected, so he was able to peek into her memory?

But, did senior sister like to have a stern face like this when she was a child?

Hmm, not sure, let's see...

At this time, Yan Ruoqi was still swinging the sword.

Once, twice, a hundred times, a thousand times... as if tireless.

Even adults may not be able to withstand this boring training that is both mentally and physically torturous in the snow and ice.

but,

Yan Ruoqi held on.

It’s hard to imagine that a little girl like her could actually persevere.

Moreover, he never complained or slacked off, like an obedient machine.

Even though the little hands have turned purple from the cold.

Jiang Ming even keenly noticed that Yan Ruoqi's hands had already been rubbed to the point of bleeding in order to hold the sword in his hand.

However, it soon solidified, adding a stunning and cold red to the hilt.

"Yan Ruoqi!"

The majestic man spoke, but there was no trace of distress in his expression:

"Our Yan family is a family of martial gods! Even if you are from a side branch, you must hone your skills, fight on the battlefield, and expand the territory for the country!"

"Yes, father!"

Yan Ruoqi responded numbly.

"Swing! Keep swinging! Swing two thousand more times, then go to the pharmacy to get the medicine. Remember, Yan Ruoqi, you must complete the goal I set!"

"And your goal now is to become stronger! Stronger! You must carve the pursuit of strength into your bones. Do you understand?"

"Yes!"

"very good."

The majestic man nodded with satisfaction and turned to leave.

He also has to teach his son, whom he has high hopes for, step by step, and has no time to waste here.

Yan Ruoqi's gaze did not waver in the slightest at the man's departure.

His eyes, as black as gemstones, were fixed on the sword in his hand.

one more time.

……

Spring passes and winter comes.

Yan Ruoqi's training also became complicated and heavy.

But, because of this, she was often injured.

However, Yan Ruoqi didn't care much.

As long as you can become stronger.

As long as you can achieve your goal.

Others are not important.

Even if you are injured, there is medicine.

And today, she must use her sword to pierce this big rock.

This is her latest goal.

So, Yan Ruoqi started practicing stabbing.

One, two...thousands, tens of thousands.

However, perhaps because the iron sword was badly worn out, when she stabbed for the last time, the sword suddenly broke.

The exhausted Yan Ruoqi didn't have time to react before the broken sword cut a big gash on her little hand.

Blood flowed freely.

Although Yan Ruoqi didn't mind it much, she suddenly heard a childish cry.

She turned her head and saw the cute little girl who had been hiding timidly by the wall and observing furtively for a long time running over and said anxiously:

"Big sister, are you okay?"

Yan Ruoqi looked at the chubby pink little girl, shook her head, and said coldly:

"It's okay, just apply some medicine."

"Such a big wound... Wait a minute, I will stop the bleeding!"

As she spoke, the little girl imitated the adults and wanted to tear off some clothes to stop the bleeding.

Can……

She tried her best but couldn't tear off her delicate clothes.

Her little face turned red.

While the little girl was trying hard, Yan Ruoqi had already pressed acupuncture points to stop the bleeding and was watching her quietly from the side.

When the little girl took a break, she saw that the older sister's blood had stopped flowing.

She blinked her eyes, and tears suddenly burst out, crying:

"Big, big sister, have you dried up your blood? Wuwu——It's Anqin that's useless. Wuwu can't even tear off the clothes. Big sister, please don't die!"

Yan Ruoqi was in no mood to tease children, and said calmly:

"No, it has stopped."

"Yes, is that so? That's good, that's good."

The little girl breathed a sigh of relief.

Yan Ruoqi asked:

"Who are you? Why are you here?"

"Well...my uncle asked me to come and play with you."

Yan Ruoqi didn't know who the little girl was.

But I can roughly guess who the uncle she is talking about is.

"So, my goal is to play with you, right?"

The little girl was confused:

"Huh? W-What goal?"

“That’s the goal.”

"Wh, what goal?"

“That’s the goal.”

The little girl started crying again:

"...Big sister, you, you don't like me, did I just make you angry? I'm sorry, wuwu——"

She looked at Yan Ruoqi with a stern face and perfunctorily answered her, and thought Yan Ruoqi was angry.

Yan Ruoqi looked at the little girl, feeling a little overwhelmed.

However, she would only say honestly:

"I'm not angry."

"really?"

"real."

"Well, big sister, can you play with me?"

"can."

A bright smile bloomed on the little girl's face:

"Thank you, big sister! Then, can we build a snowman?"

"can."

"Great! By the way, big sister, my name is Anqin!"

"Yan Ruoqi."

"Then, then I should call you Sister Ruoqi? You can call me Xiaoqin! That's what everyone in the family calls me!"

"okay."

……

"Sister Ruoqi, do you know what happened today?!"

"what's up?"

"I saw a really big bird today..."

An Qin began to share her experiences.

Ruoqi, on the other hand, swung his sword without looking away.

Since they met, the little girl named Anqin came to play with her every now and then.

Yan Ruoqi will always prioritize completing the goal of [playing with her].

Later, after the two got to know each other,

Yan Ruoqi was practicing sword skills while An Qin was talking to her incessantly.

Occasionally, An Qin would hold a wooden sword and follow Yan Ruoqi to imitate her.

Two people with completely different personalities seem surprisingly harmonious.

An Qin is timid.

Someone like Yan Ruoqi, who spoke little, was not proactive, and looked very strong, could unexpectedly give her a sense of security.

……

Unfortunately, such harmonious and beautiful days never last long.

God will not let you go unless He adds some hardships to your life.

The current emperor is seriously ill, and the crown prince is in charge of government affairs.

However, the crown prince died unexpectedly and the second prince took the throne.

One emperor and one courtier.

Even though the second prince is not yet the emperor, his ruthless methods and rich background do not seem like those of a prince at all.

The An family among the civil officials and the Yan family among the military officials had been friends for generations and were both loyal to the prince, and both were purged.

"Yan Ruoqi! Take An Qin and leave the Song Dynasty! Escape! Go to the Han Dynasty!"

"Yes, father."

In the end, Yan Ruoqi took on his father's goal as always.

She didn't ask why her father didn't escape.

Nor did he worry about the future of his family.

She just had to complete her goal.

But it's different from before.

This goal...

It was the first time that Yan Ruoqi wanted to complete her from the bottom of his heart.

She must protect Anqin.

Yan Ruoqi took the crying An Qin and escaped from the secret passage under the escort of the family's death squad.

Compared to the indifferent Yan Ruoqi, An Qin, who was loved at home, felt extremely distressed about the family's misfortune.

However, she was sensible and quickly adjusted herself.

No more crying, just listening to Sister Ruqi in everything.

At least, at least Sister Ruoqi cannot be harmed because of her.

……

I don’t know if it’s because she left the Yan family, but when she was with An Qin, Yan Ruoqi seemed to become more lively.

"Sister Ruoqi, you eat."

An Qin held up a slightly dirty steamed bun.

"I'm not hungry."

"... Actually, I'm not that hungry. Why don't I save it and eat it when Sister Ruqi is hungry."

The quilt was put away.

But there was a rumbling sound coming from my stomach.

"Eat, Xiaoqin. I'll find a way when we get to the next town."

"No, I'm not hungry!"

An Qin, who is usually obedient, was unexpectedly stubborn at this moment.

Sister Ruoqi has been fighting all the time, so she must need these steamed buns more than her.

Upon hearing this, Yan Ruoqi lowered her eyes.

She began to discard the word goal.

Instead, he turned protecting Anqin into his own...will.

……

The two walked together.

At the most dangerous moment, Yan Ruoqi almost died.

But, looking at An Qin, she got through it again.

Thanks to Anqin's careful care, he finally stood up again.

They saw all kinds of things along the way.

There are dangers in the human world.

There is also true love in the world.

exist,

Jin Chanzi is speaking!

和

Huang Mei is speaking!

Jumping back and forth.

What touched Yan Ruoqi the most was a couple who shared hardships together.

The husband became paralyzed on one side of his body while trying to treat his wife's serious illness.

His wife stayed with him until he recovered and sought medical treatment everywhere.

So, Yan Ruoqi began to think about emotions.

I didn’t understand it before.

But having experienced so much, she has more or less some insights.

Therefore,

Are Anqin and I the same as that couple?

Can't figure it out.

But, it doesn't prevent Yan Ruoqi from staying with An Qin forever.

……

After going through untold hardships, they arrived at the Han Dynasty and were picked up by the kind-hearted Aunt Qing. Then the two of them finally escaped Africa and entered Europe.

At least, I have enough food and clothing.

"Xiaoqin, actually, this kind of emotion between us is called love. We belong to each other, and we will be together for the rest of our lives."

"Yes, is that so? But Sister Ruoqi, we... are all girls."

"It's okay, Xiaoqin. Can't there be love between girls?"

"No, I don't know..."

"But Xiaoqin, our feelings have made us overcome everything and come here. Isn't this love?"

"Yeah?"

The young An Qin was confused.

"Yes! This is love!"

Yan Ruoqi answered affirmatively.

Two people, one dares to speak, the other dares to believe.

So the two of them walked all the way to the end.

……

"No wonder Senior Sister is so obsessed with training every day. It turns out it's not just for Junior Sister... She's just like what her father said, she's ingrained it in her bones to become stronger."

"But Senior Sister's childhood... was also quite pitiful."

Yan Ruoqi, who grew up in that kind of environment, felt as if her emotions were frozen by ice and snow, leaving only numbness.

And the quilt that accompanies her is the ray of sunshine that melts her.

Yan Ruoqi naturally regarded An Qin as the only one.

So, emotions don’t matter.

The most important thing is to be able to keep the quilt.

Jiang Ming didn't want to comment either.

But, he thought.

If senior sister sees a few more beams of light, will she become less obsessed?

Jiang Ming suddenly gathered his consciousness into a tattered form and ran frantically towards Yan Ruoqi.

"How is this possible! Why are you still alive! Aaaaaaah! Damn it! Go to hell!!"

Soon, the heart-wrenching voice of the inner demon was heard from the dark sea of consciousness.

At the same time, the sea of consciousness surged and condensed into a hammer that fell down suddenly.

But half of Jiang Ming's body had already entered the light circle.

but……

Half of the body was still beaten to pieces.

It hurts so much.

But Jiang Ming is used to it.

Half of his body fell in the circle of light, looking at Yan Ruoqi's sleeping face.

Reaching out his hand, he patted her face:

"Senior sister, get up."

……

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