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Chapter 675

Qi Ranli ignored Qihe's question and took out the dumplings in the steamer, blew them one by one to the point where they were warm but not hot, put them on a plate, and handed them to Qihe: "Eat yourself."

Seeing Qihe looking up at him with watery eyes, Qiran put the plate on the table: "If you don't eat it, there will be nothing."

So Qihe surrendered, consciously climbed onto the small stool and sat down, obediently ate the dumplings, and then bite them and smashed them: "It's delicious!"

"If it tastes good, don't leave it." Qi Ran finished speaking expressionlessly, took out a book and sat down and looked at it quietly, with a trace of curve that he himself didn't realize.

After that, in front of the ancestors, Qihe stopped crawling into Qiran's arms.

But after a person, he still likes to stay in Qiran's arms and instruct him to do that.

"Brother, these runes are so difficult, I can't write them..."

So Qiran held the person into his arms and taught him to write step by step.

"Brother, I just closed the door and grabbed the handle..."

So Qiran held the person into his arms without thinking it was dirty. He put his chubby fingers in his mouth and saw that the little guy didn't feel any pain, and then applied medicine.

"Brother, this action is never as good as the ancestor said..."

So Qiran held the man into his arms, taught Qihe to hold the long sword correctly, and then held his hand to teach him to draw the sword.

"Brother, there are so many mosquitoes in the middle of the night. I have bitten me several times..."

So Qiran held the person in his arms, pulled over his robe to cover the little guy, and the mint smell of Qingning spread out and even the mosquitoes were not approached.

This kind of life took a full seven years. Almost everything Qihe could do was handed over to him by Qiran.

But he spent less time in Qiran's arms.

People always have to grow up, and if they stay in their brother's arms at the age of twelve, they always feel a little ashamed.

And Qiran always looked expressionless. But at the age of twenty-two, he lost his childishness and became mature. He was always gentle and elegant when he was in front of others. He was dressed in white and had a folding fan. Everyone praised him as "the man on the street is like a jade, and the young master is unparalleled in the world."

He is the best young man in the Qi family and the heir of the head of the family recognized by everyone. He began to help the head of the family handle affairs. He only had ten days left in the yard of the ancestor in a month.

What remains unchanged is that Qihe doesn't understand what he doesn't understand, but he still likes to ask Qiran because he knows that his brother has experienced the questions he has experienced during his cultivation, and because he is unwilling to ask others.

However, in Qiran's eyes, even if this kid is twelve years old, sometimes he is still very careless.

For example, when facing a second-level monster for the first time, he drew his sword and did not do his best, but he still dared to retain his strength, but was slapped away by the second-level monster with his backhand.

"Brother, help me!" Qihe in the air screamed in panic.

Qi Ran calmly put the folding fan on his waist, flew up, hugged the young man in his left hand in his arms, drew the sword with his right hand, and stabbed the monster quickly and accurately, immediately taking the other party's life.

Although Qiran did not let him fall to the ground in time, the second-level monster's slap still caused Qihe to be seriously injured. Qiran peeled off his shirt and checked it, treated two scratches on his chest, fed him the medicine to treat internal injuries, and then tidied it out with true energy. The whole process was cold and said nothing.

After finishing, Qiran left the person aside and ignored him.

Qihe knew that he had done something wrong and made his brother angry, so he didn't dare to do anything rashly, and silently used his skills to heal his wounds.

Chapter 2

As a result, Qiran's air pressure became lower and he did not speak to Qihe. He silently selected the best part of the meat from the killed second-level monster, cut it off, cleaned it with a water bag, and then roasted it on the bonfire and handed it to Qihe without saying a word.

Qihe blinked his almond eyes and looked at Qiran, but he just didn't reach out to pick him up.

After a stalemate for a while, a trace of helplessness appeared in Qiran's eyes. He pulled out the dagger and cut the barbecue into thin slices and handed it to Qihe's mouth.

"If you do this, you will starve to death sooner or later when you go on a mission alone." Seeing the little guy's cheeks bulging and moving, Qiran said disgusted.

"Then I will go on missions with my brother in the future, and I won't be hungry." Qihe said naturally.

"Ha... idiot." Qi Ran cursed lowly, and saw that Qihe had eaten almost the same food before he ate the remaining barbecue.

"The assessment time is only three days. If you still have the same performance today, just give up the assessment and go back to Hengshuiya to be a young master who is waiting to die." After eating, Qiran cleaned up the ground, left Qihe alone in the cave, and went outside to watch alone.

Qihe leaned against the stone wall and reflected silently. Although his brother was the supervisor of his first-level hunter assessment, he knew that his brother would not be able to cheat for him, and he didn't need it.

He was taught by his brother step by step. If he couldn't even pass the assessment of the first-level hunter, his brother would definitely be even more angry.

However, the firmness of the will cannot help the body.

Due to internal injuries, Qihe had a high fever late at night, so he fell into his nightmare and couldn't wake up, and couldn't sleep well. Qiran heard his dreams enter the cave and realized that his body was so hot that he was scary.

But this is the depths of the mountains behind Hengshuiya, and there is no condition to deal with high fever. If you take Qihe out of the assessment area at this time, it means giving up his first-level hunter assessment this year...

After a moment of hesitation, Qi Ran set up two layers of defensive formations outside the cave and hurriedly left.

When he came back, Qiran held the clothes beside him in his hand, only wearing the outermost robe, and there were still water droplets on his exposed chest.

He entered the cave, helped Qihe, who was constantly talking to the stone bed, took off the little guy's clothes one by one, leaving only a pair of inner pants, and then he took off his outer robe and covered them with them, holding Qihe in his arms naked.

Because his body was cold enough, Qihe rubbed against him and then rubbed against him. Finally, the octopus climbed on him like an octopus and twisted from time to time.

Qi Ran groaned, looking at the little boy with red lips and white teeth in his arms and picturesque eyebrows and eyes, gritted his teeth and endured it again and again, but after all, his body was stiff and he didn't move at all.

The next day, Qihe woke up and felt that he was much more relaxed. After taking another dose of medicine to treat internal injuries, he became active after resting for only half a day.

He ran to set up a trap and lured the monsters to come with enthusiasm, but he didn't see it. Qiran, who had been following him, looked faintly blue.

In the case of insufficient conditions, high fever caused by internal injuries is the most troublesome. You cannot blow the air, you cannot catch a cold, and you must cool down. Qihe did not know that he hugged Qiran and was still cold and comfortable all night. It was because Qiran ran to the cold pond a few miles away and soaked his body.

Otherwise, ordinary cold water will be poured on the body of the cultivator and the body of the cultivator will be warmed up in a moment.

But he only had the cultivation level of foundation building. The cold pond water contained spiritual energy, and the coldness was comparable to ordinary ice water. After soaking in the cold pond water, he had not been treated overnight. His body was already protesting.

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