I’ve Led the Villain Astray, How Do I Fix It?

Soon, the two brothers dug out a complete skeleton from below.

After thousands of years of burial, the skeleton has completely turned golden. The flesh and blood essence of the golden giant beast has not been absorbed by the soft skin moss, but most of it has melted into the bones.

Just the energy that dissipated, covered the entire ground with moss, and even climbed up the rock wall.

Such a huge energy makes this skeleton exude a majestic power, this aura is extremely aggressive, if it is an ordinary person, if he looks at the skeleton, he will be scared to death.

"Good stuff." Xu Zirong fondly groped for the golden skeleton. The golden beast was bloodthirsty and valiant before his death, but after his death, his will remained.

Such a skeleton alone has such power, if it is refined into a magic weapon, it will definitely be amazing.

In addition to this skeleton, the two of them also harvested two white jade-like fangs, with natural textures on the two fangs, Xu Zirong actually felt the smell of blood on them.

He gently stroked the fangs and felt the bloodthirsty aura contained in them. He didn't need to distinguish them, he knew that the texture on the fangs was a natural pattern.

The effect of the array map is to prevent the wound from healing, that is to say, while this golden beast is alive, anyone bitten by his fangs will bleed continuously, and if he is neglected, he will die.

In addition, their biggest gain is the golden inner alchemy placed next to the skeleton. Although the color of the inner alchemy is a bit dim due to the passage of time, this does not detract from its value.

"It's a pity." Xu Zirong sighed softly. The loss of the inner alchemy was only about one-fourth. Compared to his huge energy, the remaining three-quarters was enough to be amazed. With a complete inner alchemy, he can create a puppet of a golden giant beast.

Even if it cannot restore its full strength, it is enough to compete with the cultivators of the Jindan stage.

It is a pity that the inner alchemy is no longer complete. Even if he uses the secret method to point out the puppet, it can only be used a limited number of times. Once the energy in the inner alchemy is completely used up, the puppet is considered useless.

"What's wrong? What a pity?" Xu Ziyan's eyes were filled with the golden bones. Even if you don't know the market of bones, you can see his quality from the color of the bones.

Now these bones are no longer bones in Xu Ziyan's eyes, but the spirit stones of white flowers. He has not yet had the simple concept of accumulating materials for refining his life magic weapon. How many spirit stones can be earned by selling the material.

Noticing that Xu Ziyan's eyes had turned into spirit stones, Xu Zirong couldn't help laughing to himself. He had long realized that his brother seemed to be a complex of contradictions. He had concepts about many things in his mind, but he was often unable to connect them. Time to come.

For example, this golden behemoth, from the reaction power of his brother just now, he can see that he also has a concept of the golden behemoth, but until he pointed it out, he will realize that the skeleton of a golden beast is in front of him.

"What should my brother do with this skeleton?" Xu Zirong tilted his head and asked.

"Huh? Deal with it? Apart from selling it, what else can we do?" Xu Ziyan asked in confusion. It's not that he doesn't know that many magic cultivators can use corpses to cast spells, but—he doesn't understand at all. ╮(╯_╰)╭

Whether it is the original body or him, he knows nothing about the means of any magic cultivator. This corpse is in his hands, and there is no other way to deal with it except to sell it.

Xu Zirong hesitated for a while and decided to test his brother.

No matter how disguised, in the eyes of the elder brother, that obedient younger brother is an illusion. He can't guarantee that he will not show any flaws in his life. What he wants to determine now is, if there is one point, what kind of reaction will his brother make when he discovers his identity as a magic cultivator.

It's definitely not right to tell the truth directly, so let's start here.

"Brother, I once saw a secret technique by accident, you can..." Xu Zirong said hesitantly.

"Uh? What can I do? Say it?" Xu Ziyan looked at him suspiciously.

"You can make this corpse into a puppet."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xu Zirong stared at Xu Ziyan very nervously. He had already made up his mind. If his brother had a little bit of rejection of this method, he would immediately change his mouth. Yes, it may not be reliable, and then you have to deliberately fail when you can cast spells.

In a word, he will never have the opportunity for his brother to hate him.

"!!!"

Xu Ziyan's expression was very surprised, he stared at Xu Zirong in a daze, seeing that Xu Zirong was very nervous, and when he was about to change his mind, he suddenly slapped Zirong on the shoulder: "Why didn't you say it earlier if there is such a good method? !"

After speaking, he touched his chin and muttered: "Golden behemoth, the puppets made should be very powerful. This is a very good life-saving trump card, oh, I'm so lucky!"

Xu Zirong was stunned for a while, and finally regained his senses. He quietly wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and then stared at Xu Ziyan with a strange look.

It's not like my brother doesn't know... This is a magic cultivator's method, right?

He couldn't help but carefully confirm it again: "Brother, you don't think..."

"What do you think?"

"Do you think this method is evil?"

"Evil?" Xu Ziyan's eyes widened, then he held Xu Zirong's shoulders with both hands and looked at him solemnly. "Zirong, it seems that my brother didn't teach you enough before. You have to remember

, the means have never been divided into evil and justice, only the person who uses the means will have such attributes. What if we make puppets out of corpses, he has been dead for so many years, can't he come back to find you? "

Xu Zirong was black-faced by what he said.

"Besides..." Xu Ziyan pouted, "As long as we do things with a clear conscience, the means are not a big deal. Imagine, if we always do good deeds and use the puppet of this giant golden beast to do good deeds, who can say that we are bad people? Just because we used dead corpses?"

Xu Zirong's eyes brightened little by little with Xu Ziyan's explanation, and when he finished speaking, his eyes were as bright as stars.

He only felt that his cheeks were hot and his heartbeat was racing. He didn't even understand why he felt this way, but at this moment, he only felt that the brother in front of him was extremely attractive.

He did what he wanted, without hesitation, he threw himself into his brother's arms, rubbing his face against his chest.

Xu Ziyan was stunned by Xu Zirong's sudden petting, he didn't expect something that he thought was normal to have such a big impact on Xu Zirong, but he gently stroked him and comforted him.

"What's wrong?" Xu Ziyan asked softly.

"It's nothing, brother, you are so kind." Xu Zirong buried his face in his chest and said in a sullen voice.

"Hehe, where is my brother?" Xu Ziyan teased him deliberately.

"Everywhere is fine, brother is the best." Xu Zirong said while biting his lip.

Xu Ziyan couldn't help laughing. Although Zirong always looked like a little adult on weekdays, in front of him, he was still that cute child (not!).

Coquetry or something, don't be too cute!

Xu Ziyan patted Xu Zirong's back soothingly, thinking that Zirong, who was so coquettish, was too cute. Obsessed with the image of the 'relied on' brother, he didn't realize that the delicate face buried in his arms was already full of greed and hunger at this moment.

Such a beautiful brother...I really want to eat...

Xu Zirong licked his lips lightly, took a deep breath, and absorbed the smell from his brother.

Only when his skin is close to each other can he suppress the restlessness in his heart.

It seems that since the last time he realized the importance of his brother to him and made up his mind to become his lover, his sense of brotherhood has gradually changed.

In the past, he was only regarded as a pure brother, but before he knew it, he had begun to pretend to be a lover without his brother's knowledge.

The change in consciousness also caused the violent change in my heart. I don't know since when, the violent began to turn into a kind of hunger and anxiety.

He often wants to have a skin-to-skin kiss with his brother, even if he doesn't do anything, it's good as long as they hug each other.

Taking a deep breath again, Xu Zirong forcibly suppressed the restlessness in his heart.

no! At least not now.

Don't say that the elder brother just treats himself as a younger brother, even if he wants to force something, he doesn't have the proper tools.

With the memories of his previous life, he understands the source of the restlessness in his heart and what he needs to solve, but now his physical development has not kept up, and he is completely in a state of being more than enough but not enough.

He let out a sigh of relief, Xu Zirong repeatedly told himself to be patient. In his last life, in order to destroy the Xu family, he even endured such hard times. What is this sweet torture?

"Okay, don't get tired of it, hurry up and try your secret magic if it doesn't work. If it doesn't work, this thing has to be sold." Pushing Xu Zirong out of his arms, Xu Ziyan didn't notice the sadness in the other's eyes.

There is ample time! Xu Zirong said to himself silently in the bottom of his heart.

After speaking to himself, he honestly began to cast the secret technique, which was created by him on the basis of the Heart Sutra of the Blood Sea and combined with a secret technique of the Puppet Gate of the Demon Xiu sect.

Compared with the skeleton-only puppets of the puppet door, the shape of the puppets he made was almost no different from the real golden behemoths.

After hesitating for a while, he said to Xu Ziyan, "Brother, give me a drop of your blood essence."

Xu Ziyan bit his fingertips without hesitation, forced out a drop of blood essence, and sent it to him.

The small blood beads exuded a sweet smell, Xu Zirong swallowed his saliva quietly, the feeling of hunger and thirst that was finally suppressed came up again.

I really want to drink it... The taste of my brother's blood is so sweet that even the soul is trembling. If he had less self-control, he would rush up and swallow the drop of blood directly.

The author has something to say: a_a Emma, ​​my brother without tools is really pitiful...

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