Advise Qingshan

Wen Xing stared blankly at the hand that was handed over.

Xianjun was wearing a curtain and couldn't see his face. However, his fingers were slender, his joints were thin, his finger pulps were covered with calluses, and his outline was quite beautiful. Just looking at his hands, he looked very suitable for holding a sword.

Wen Xing lowered his eyes, barely restrained the trembling of his body, and passed his hand up.

- warm.

It turns out that even a fairy lying on ice and drinking snow has the same body temperature as a human.

The shallow temperature just spread through the place where the two palms were in contact, it was so warm and scalding that Wen Xing's eyes turned red for a moment, and he couldn't control the twitching muscles of his fingers anymore.

As soon as Ye Zhuo grabbed hold of him, he pulled him up and pulled him to his side. He could feel that his apprentice was in a bad mood, so he held his hand without letting go. He led him through the quiet crowd, sat down on the main seat of the main hall, and looked around , smiled and said, "Who is the one who wants to discipline me? Come out and let Bengong take a look."

The bottom is as quiet as a chicken.

Ye Zhuo stood up and pretended to leave, and said to Wen Xing, "Since no one has any objections, let's go first."

At this time, someone finally couldn't sit still, and saw the purple-clothed Taoist come out, frowning and said, "I can't do it, this person has already fallen into a demon, and the spring is always fair. If the immortal insists on protecting each other, it will really harm the world's number one sword sect." Prestige."

Even if Wen Xingdang wanted to kneel down, he was standing at the front of the hall, next to the Immortal Monarch, and he should really bow his head to apologize at this time, but Ye Zhu's hand was holding him firmly, although Wen Xing didn't dare to break free even though his strength was not strong.

Ye Zhuo tapped the back of Wen Xing's hand as comfort, and said in his heart, "I'm afraid you won't come out."

He smiled coldly, the light in his sleeve moved slightly, and the next second, the Taoist was bumped by Juli in the middle, and flew straight out. Dust overflowed from a gold and stone pillar in an instant, which shows how powerful it is.

There was a momentary silence in the hall.

Ye Zhuo hung down his wide sleeves, put one hand in front of his belly, scanned the surroundings, and said with a smile, "Why didn't I know that when I was talking to my disciples, even unrelated people who are neither good nor bad can intervene?"

Duan Yi was not sure what he meant, so he bowed to him and asked, "Then according to Xianjun, Wen Xing..."

Ye Zhuao said, "My disciples are naturally disciplined by me, besides, there is a reason for falling into the devil." He looked around, "Wen Xing's falling into the devil is my idea, so I naturally have my intentions, do you have any opinions?"

Wen Xing raised his head suddenly, unable to hide his shock.

No matter how much the elders who dote on the disciple, there is no reason to lie in public in order to defend the disciple, and besides, he is Wen Xing, so he is not considered a favored disciple at all.

Ye Zhu squeezed his hand reassuringly.

There are bullies everywhere, Ye Zhuo said so, naturally no one dared to touch the bad luck of Chongning Xianjun, so he took a step first, attracted Jiulu Yuzhu, and landed in front of the palace.

Ye Zhuo was the first to go up, as if he was afraid that others would not know that he loved this disciple, he stretched out his hand to Wen Xing again through the plain white curtain, and said, "Come on disciple, come with me."

Wen Xing closed his eyes slightly, and stretched out his hand. This time, he dared to hold it firmly.

This car doesn't look big from the outside, but it's full of holes in the inside.There is a sapphire square table at the entrance, with four futons, and a dwarf behind the curtain.

Ye Zhuo walked around the table and sat down cross-legged. Just now he had put on the majesty of a fairy king, but now facing Wen Xing alone, he didn't know what to say for a while.

He held out his hand for "sit."

Wen Xing sat down as he said. He lowered his eyebrows, his posture was extremely dignified, and his back was straight.

Ye Zhuo folded his hands on the table, knocking on the table, it was rare to get along with the apprentice like this, the novice master was still a little nervous.

He changed his voice, and through the hood, he was not afraid of being asked. After thinking about it for a while, he decided to mention the thing he cared most about first, and said directly, "Wen Xing... Would you mind mentioning how you fell into a demon? "

Wen Xing suffocated for breath.

Ye Zhuo didn't want to push too hard at first, so he quickly said, "It doesn't matter if you don't want to say it."

Wen Xing lowered his head and hummed.

After he said this, he couldn't find a topic for a while, and it was impossible for Wen Xing to speak on his own initiative, so the atmosphere suddenly fell silent.

Ye Zhuo is familiar with Wen Xing, but Wen Xing is completely unfamiliar with Chongning Xianjun. Even because of his growth, Wen Xing is naturally at a distorted disadvantage to Ye Chongning. He longs for closeness but is afraid of harm. Mixed with fear.When Ye Zhuo faced Wen Xing with this identity, he also felt a kind of distorted guilt, and there was a difference between closeness and intimacy. Ye Zhuo didn't even know how to use his identity as a fairy to comfort the frightened apprentice just now.

In the end, he sighed, pulled out a small box from the corner, laid it flat on the table, then reached out and pushed it towards Wen Xing, and said softly, "Open it, it's a present."

Wen Xing didn't reach out to pick it up, but his long eyelashes trembled involuntarily.

He seemed to be sitting here soberly, but his thinking was actually a little fuzzy.

On the one hand, his body seemed to be in a state of extreme fragmentation, and the muscles in his hands were visibly trembling, but he tried his best to hide his fingers under the wide sleeves, so as not to let Xianjun see this embarrassment, so even He couldn't even raise his hand to pick up the box, but on the other hand, his heart was extremely calm, as if his soul had left his body.

"Are you crazy at last?"

He heard a voice in his heart, word by word, very clear, calm and cold like the rotten air in the white prison, like ice flowing in the blood vessels.He thought, "I wasn't crazy when I fell into the devil, Baiyu wasn't crazy, Jingcheng Yishan wasn't crazy, are you finally crazy now? Crazy out of hysteria, so crazy that everyone in the world came to see your jokes?"

He pressed his trembling right hand with his left hand, and finally his whole body trembled uncontrollably, but he thought calmly and naturally in his mind, "If I'm crazy, when did I go crazy?"

"When I was kneeling in the Mingguang Palace, when I was in Jiangchuan, when I was in Jingcheng, or in the Wenmang Tower, I was already crazy."

His thoughts were extremely peaceful, like a knife scraping through long-rotted flesh, his nerves were all dead, and even a sharp blade could hardly hurt him. He thought, "Then where am I now? Mingguang Palace, where should I be escorted?"

His mind was empty for a moment, countless thoughts came and went, and finally there was only one left. He thought, "What about Ye Ju? Did I go crazy when I saw him? Did I imagine something?"

He was a little terrified for a moment, but his soul was extremely calm, even with a mocking sneer.

He thought, "Maybe it never existed? Ye Zhu was just, a shadow in my imagination?"

——A person who is not afraid of magic cultivators at all, who is objective and fair, who is willing to get close to his depraved self who is completely ignorant of the world, what about the non-existent shadow?

Despite all the thoughts in his mind, he put his hands on the box pretending to be calm, but his fingers trembled violently, and the small environmental control seemed to be stuck, and he couldn't untie it.

Ye Zhu never took his eyes off Wen Xing's body, so he noticed his trembling immediately. He pressed one hand on Wen Xing's hand, held it tightly, and asked him softly, "What's wrong?"

His voice was obviously very gentle, and he even showed tolerance in his helplessness, but Wen Xing was suddenly startled, as if his soul had been forced into his body.He has been clearly awake, but it seems that he has been dreaming for a hundred years, and he doesn't know if he is still alive.Ye Zhuo didn't urge him, and when his eyes finally focused on Ye Jue's hand holding him, he seemed to suddenly understand.

——Xianjun's scalding body temperature cannot be faked.

Wen Xing hurriedly lowered his eyes, and said respectfully, "Lao Xianjun is concerned, nothing happened."

Ye Zhuo said, "You are my disciple, of course I have to worry about you."

He naturally withdrew his hand, "This is the first time I've brought someone a gift, don't you take a look? Maybe you'll like it?"

It doesn't matter if you don't like Ye Zhuo's subtext, but Wen Xing's mind is muddled, so of course he can't hear anything.He tidied up his mood, and when he raised his hand again, he was as calm as before, his posture was upright and elegant, and he was that elder Xuesong who bullied Shuang Saixue again.

Open the box, inside is a jade crown, carved from a whole piece of white jade, exuding a moist light.

Wen Xing pursed his lips.

Ye Zhuo reached out to pick up the jade crown, stood up with the hem of his clothes, and walked around behind Wen Xing, preventing him from wanting to turn around. He lifted a strand of Wen Xing's hair, "You haven't crowned the crown yet, this is As a teacher, I should have done it a few years ago, and now I make it up, don't you blame me?"

Wen Xing couldn't hear what he was saying at all, so he answered yes in a low voice.

In fact, he hadn't been close to anyone for a long time, and he was not used to being touched by others. Xianjun walked around behind him, and he sat upright, fingers in his sleeves tangled together.

Ye Zhu took out a comb from the dark cabinet on the side of the car, tidied it up for him, put on a hair crown, and said softly

"Actually, my literary quality is not very good, and my poetry and dictionaries are not very good. I am not very good at picking names, and I have never given words to people."

He put a hairpin through the hair crown and fixed it. Wen Xing's hair was too slippery and it was a bit unmanageable. Ye Zhu straightened it again and asked him, "Do you know what my word is?"

Wen Xing wanted to shake his head, but Ye Zhuo held his head and told him not to move, so he could only say, "I don't know."

Immortal Chongning left only his Taoist name, and others mentioned that he was only called Chongning, and no one knew his name.

Ye Ju tied up the broken hair around his neck, and said, "I don't know if it's normal. People in the world only know that my name is Ye Chongning. I haven't heard anyone call me a name for a long time, but you still need to know my name as my disciple." Long year, my father took it, I hadn't cultivated immortality at that time, my father said that I don't ask for anything else, but I want to be safe and worry-free for a long time."

He jokingly said, "This word is still good, at least I live a long time."

Wen Xing didn't know how to answer the conversation.

Fortunately, Ye Jue didn't need him to answer the conversation, so he tucked in the last lock of hair, sat down quietly in his seat, poured himself a cup of tea, and said, "I've been thinking about it for a long time, and you seem to be lucky, but Fate is quite bumpy, and it seems that you have already experienced many disasters, so I choose the word "Jian Nian" for you, you don't need to achieve much, but you can only seek peace and peace, and live your life, okay?"

Ye Zhuo is really not good at naming names. He borrowed a car from Baimu Yuanjun. When he came here, he thought about it all the way. He felt that Wen Xing was too demanding before, and the name name was not so bold. Try to go to Ping An Xi Le. Depend on.In addition, he said he was old, so he thought of the end of the year when he slapped his head.

However, this is Wen Xing's word, Ye Jue can't make a hasty decision in his head, or just watch Wen Xing and wait for his opinion.

Wen Xingduan sat there, he seemed to have hesitated for a long time, before finally speaking softly, asking in a low voice, "Why?"

Ye Ju has been paying attention to him, of course he heard it, so he put down his work and asked him, "Why?"

Wen Xing closed his eyes, "You don't require extremely high achievements, and I have fallen into a demon, so I have no advantage at all. There are thousands of disciples in Xiaquan. You just throw it away and choose again. Why recognize me?"

His tone was quite calm, and Ye Zhu could hear another extremely sharp question. Wen Xing actually wanted to ask him, as a master, why he never appeared in the early stage of his fall into the devil, whether he abandoned it or reprimanded him, even the most basic question. Yes, he didn't even have the attitude of being a master, let him live in the eternal dark tower for so many years, as if he never recognized him, and didn't care whether he was a fairy or a demon.

——He is wronged.

Ye Zhuo was caught off guard by this blunt question, but he also understood that this was the knot in his heart, and there was no way to avoid it, so he said directly, "I'm sorry, it's my fault." He added, "That's not what you deserved." Wronged."

Wen Xing raised his eyes and glanced at him, as if he wanted to smile, but he was biting his lower lip tightly, and the corners of his eyes were tinged with red, which made this smile a bit nondescript, it looked funny and ridiculous.

Of course Ye Jue couldn't laugh at him, he sat up straight and said, "I'm sorry, although this is very insincere, but it's true, I don't know about you falling into a demon, and I still don't know the cause and effect, If I knew, I would never throw you in white prison."

He added, "I don't know there are so many rumors, but no matter what the outside world says, if you still want to, then you are still my apprentice now, and it has nothing to do with whether you fall into the devil or not."

He sighed, "You're a good boy."

So Wen Xing, who was still calm just now, froze suddenly, and then, a tear suddenly fell from the corner of his eyes.

Thinking about his bumpy life, he wasted a long time, but what he asked for half his life can be summed up in one word, and it is nothing more than a simple sentence from the fairy

"You are a good boy".

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Don't get excited about my cub, Xianjun even cooked for you, and you guys will share the same bed after a while (No.)

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