This God of War is not subject to it!

"Master..." Luo Mingjue was more than half sure the moment he saw Han Mo, but he still had a glimmer of hope, expecting to hear a different answer from him. After a while, he whispered: "Master, Zicheng Said you were going to marry me."

Han Mo looked at him quietly, then nodded slowly.Luo Mingjue's last hope was also shattered, he murmured in despair, "How could this be...why not Xiyue."

The light in Han Mo's eyes dimmed for a moment, but soon returned to calm. His water-colored eyes seemed to be the surface of a lake under the moonlight, with subtle tenderness in the desertedness.

"Mingjue," he Mozun lord couldn't say any touching words of love, with all the affection in his eyes, he called Luo Mingjue softly, and said after a while: "I will treat you well."

This sentence is complicated: I will never leave you, I will give you all the good things, and I am willing to hold hands with you for a lifetime.

But to Han Mo, this very meaningful promise only added to Luo Mingjue's annoyance, he didn't appreciate it, he just said: "Master, do you really want to marry me?"

Han Mo nodded slowly twice, and said, "Yes."

Luo Mingjue sighed, sat on the side of the bed and said, "I'm anxious before marriage, you all go out first."

Han Mo glanced at him, did not speak, and silently retreated out of the room, followed by Leng Zicheng, who gently closed the door for him.

Hearing their footsteps walking away, Luo Mingjue suddenly jumped up from the bed, followed by three steps to the door to observe the movement, and only after confirming that they were really not around did he feel relieved.

How could he marry Han Mo? It's impossible!He still wants to be a couple with his elder brother Xiyue for the rest of his life.Therefore, he escaped from this marriage!

Luo Mingjue changed into night clothes, in broad daylight, no matter how suspicious he looked.He opened the window and saw no one around, so he put his hand on the window frame and quickly turned over.Luo Mingjue was afraid of being discovered by Han Mo, so he didn't dare to use his strength, so he had to hide his breath and move stealthily along the wall, bending over.Looking around like this, it can be regarded as finding a good place for him to set foot.

Luo Mingjue moved his wrist, leaped up the wall step by step, and changed direction with his palms to prepare to land.But on the other side of the wall, Han Mo had already raised his arms, standing there quietly, ready to pick him up.Luo Mingjue was shocked, the sole of his foot slipped and he fell, and he was caught firmly.

"Uh, I... came out for a walk." Luo Mingjue guiltily looked away and didn't dare to look at him, and his excuses were extremely far-fetched.

Han Mo seemed to accept this reason, and said lightly: "It's getting late, go and change into wedding clothes."

Luo Mingjue was complaining in his heart, but he had already been caught, and it would be even more difficult to find a chance to escape.He reluctantly asked Leng Zicheng to help him change his clothes, feeling lost and sighing.

Seeing his appearance, Leng Zi comforted him, "Master, Lord Mozun will treat you very well."

Luo Mingjue sighed again, and said, "Oh, good, good."

No matter how good he is, he is not Qi Xiyue.Luo Mingjue looked out the window, it was still daytime without a moon, but he seemed to see the bright moon, feeling extremely melancholy.Xindao: You are devoted to me, but I can't wear red clothes for you, Qi Xiyue, you must hate me to death.

The more Luo Mingjue thought about it, the more sad he became, and in the end he didn't even sigh, and just hung his hair in a daze.

Leng Zicheng changed him into the wedding clothes and went to cover his head, Luo Mingjue suddenly regained consciousness and pulled off the cover, saying in surprise, "Why do you need to cover your head!?"

Leng Zicheng: "It was requested by Lord Mozun..."

Luo Mingjue had an expression of pain and hatred for being dug up from his ancestor's grave, and said depressedly: "Let me build it, will he build it himself?"

Leng Zicheng stammered, "This..."

Luo Mingjue didn't bother to listen to him anymore, so he threw the hijab over his head and put it back on.He frowned, and muttered and cursed something, but Leng Zicheng couldn't see it even with the hijab on, as if he had resigned himself to his fate.

Luo Mingjue was led by Leng Zicheng to the Xitang, Han Mo had already been waiting there, and when he saw Luo Mingjue approaching, he took the initiative to meet him and take his hand.Luo Mingjue paused, and instinctively refused.Han Mo was very patient, still maintaining the posture of reaching out.

Luo Mingjue sighed deeply, thinking: This God of War has really sacrificed a lot this time, if he doesn't get the Lingzhu, he will really be ashamed to see others.He struggled for a moment, but obediently put his hand in Han Mo's palm.

Han Mo raised the corner of his mouth very shallowly, his clear eyes were so gentle that water could be squeezed out.It's a pity that Luo Mingjue was wearing a hijab, so he couldn't see anything.

Joy was played, and the sound of firecrackers and blessings were endless.Luo Mingjue, however, became more desperate every step he took, until he stood still in the wedding hall, his heart sank.

"Chu Xian!"

Suddenly there was a shout from the crowd!Although it was not loud in the noise, Luo Mingjue could hear it very clearly.He was startled, broke away from Han Mo's hand, took off his head and hurriedly followed the sound to look.Qi Xiyue was also dressed in red, standing at the door, looking at him quietly.

Luo Mingjue was filled with joy, the corners of his mouth couldn't stop rising, and he said excitedly: "Xiyue! You're here!"

He said these words as if he was sure that Qi Xiyue would come. Before Qi Xiyue could speak, Luo Mingjue had already dropped his hijab and ran towards him. He suddenly threw himself on Qi Xiyue, wrapping his arms She grabbed Qi Xiyue's neck and hugged him around.

Have I been robbed of my marriage? Luo Mingjue thought to himself, the deeper the smile, the corners of his mouth could reach to the ears. "Hey, you've finally come!" Luo Mingjue smiled, and then wrapped his arms around him tightly and stuck it on the person.

Qi Xiyue simply hugged him directly, and replied: "I'll pick you up, you agreed to travel around the world with me, can you still count on it now?"

"Of course it counts! This god of war speaks up and says one thing!" Luo Mingjue let go of him, patted his chest, and swore his promise.

Qi Xiyue looked at Han Mo who was directly in front of him again. He hadn't said a word until now.

Han Mo looked at him for a while, then looked away first, and said softly, "Let's go."

Hearing this, Leng Zicheng hurriedly turned his head to look at him, and said anxiously, "Master Mozun!"

Han Mo said indifferently: "I know, he has only affection for me, but no intention."

Hearing Han Mo say this, Luo Mingjue felt a little uncomfortable, took a step forward, and said softly, "Master... I'm sorry."

Han Mo shook his head, flicked his sleeves, turned around and stopped looking at him, and said: "As a teacher, I only hope that you will not regret it and live a life without worries. If he treats you badly, you can come back at any time."

Luo Mingjue immediately knelt down and kowtowed, and said loudly: "Master receives three bows from his disciples. The first bow is the kindness of understanding; the second bow is the love of nurturing; the third bow...the teacher's kindness is like an ocean, and there is no way to repay it!"

These three prayers are equal to the three marriage prayers. From then on, you and I are just masters and apprentices, and there is no more love.Han Mo closed his eyes and took a deep breath, his knuckles turned white.

Luo Mingjue sat on the carriage, rested his chin and looked out the window, sighing uncontrollably, with a sullen look on his face.He was naturally happy with Qi Xiyue, but he couldn't be happier when he thought of Han Mo's lonely back.

He remembered thousands of years ago, he saw that Han Mo dressed in white through the shade of a tree.His cold water-colored eyes completely shocked a child's heart.He sighed: How could there be such beautiful eyes.

In Xiao Mingjue's eyes, Han Mo has always been aloof and out of reach.Throughout his childhood, he admired and longed for that white dress.The happiest thing is to be closer to Master.Luo Mingjue thought to himself, if Qi Xiyue didn't exist, maybe he would really fall in love with Han Mo.

Gradually, his thoughts drifted farther and farther, as if he had returned to the time in the heaven.

Since the martial arts competition, Luo Mingjue has often gone to the Demon Realm with wine to find Han Mo.None of those demon soldiers dared to stop him, Luo Mingjue could come and go whenever he wanted in the demon world, he was extremely free.

"Han Mo, Han Mo, come out to drink!" Luo Mingjue sat on the tree, shaking the flagon in his hand at him, with a smile on his face.

Han Mo didn't talk to him, as if he didn't see him, he walked under the tree without raising his head.Luo Mingjue hurriedly jumped down from the tree, caught up with him, and said: "This is the first-class dew flower wine in the heavens, Lord Mozun really doesn't want to taste it?"

Han Mo remained silent, but Luo Mingjue did not give up, and chirped again: "There is no such good wine in the devil world, you will regret it if you miss this time."

Han Mo remained silent, Luo Mingjue followed behind him and was about to continue speaking when he suddenly stopped and turned around, and said coldly, "How long are you going to follow?"

Luo Mingjue smiled, and said, "Hey, you're talking to me."

He pointed his fingers between Han Mo's brows to help him smooth out the wrinkles, "Always frowning like everyone owes you a lot of money, you won't be able to make friends like this."

Han Mo waved his hand away and said bluntly, "I don't want to make friends."

Luo Mingjue smiled and said: "If you don't make friends and don't ask for a wife, you will die alone forever."

Han Mo turned his head away, as if he didn't want to talk to him, but Luo Mingjue became interested, put his shoulder on his shoulder and said, "Would you like me to be a matchmaker for Lord Mozun, which fairy do you like?"

Han Mo stared at his face without making a sound, Luo Mingjue burst out laughing, and joked, "Why, you've taken a fancy to me?"

Before Han Mo could speak, the talisman on Luo Mingjue's waist suddenly flashed, "Heaven has urged me to go back again, they are really annoying", Luo Mingjue frowned impatiently, and stuffed the dew into Han Mo's hands , and smiled again: "It's delicious, remember to drink, I'll go back first!"

Han Mo looked at Luo Mingjue, and said calmly: "Don't come again next time."

Luo Mingjue's smile was still on his lips, but the amber eyes no longer contained a trace of smile, he said: "I will come again."

Han Mo didn't reply, just stood there quietly watching Luo Mingjue's back disappear from sight.

"Luo Mingjue! You went to the Demon Realm to hang out with that Demon Lord again! As a God of War, you are immortal, demon or demon all day long, what do you look like!"

As soon as Luo Mingjue stepped into Tiangong, there was a burst of cursing behind him, his footsteps faltered, he turned around with a smile, and said, "Do you know what my matter has to do with Shangyuan Xingjun?"

Shangyuan Xing Junqi's beard was crooked, he pointed at him and said, "You are out of place! How can you look like a fairy!"

Luo Mingjue had a smile on his face, but his eyes had already shot a cold light, "Oh? Shangyuan Xingjun, is this going to teach me how to be a god of war?" Speaking of this, his expression suddenly changed, and his hostility was overwhelming, " Isn't it a little too overpowering?"

Shangyuan Xingjun was obviously overwhelmed by his aura, he shuddered and took a few steps back, but he still refused to let go and said: "Luo Mingjue, you won't be able to be proud for long! All the immortals in the heavens have long complained to you, you Now that he has frequent exchanges with the Demon Venerable, it won't be long before he is crusaded!"

"Really? Come if you have the ability, be careful not to die in my hands," Luo Mingjue walked a few steps away, then turned his head and smiled at him, "You know, I don't know what it means to be merciful."

Luo Mingjue didn't look back at him again, but Shang Yuan Xingjun must have been half-dead with anger.As soon as Luo Mingjue stepped into the Palace of War God, he was attacked by the little white wolf, he patted the little guy's head, his eyes were a bit dim, and said: "Do you think I'm really annoying? "

The little white wolf tilted his head with a whimper, and Luo Mingjue said again, "Do you think it would be better for me not to bother Master anymore? He doesn't seem to want to see me."

He held the little white wolf's two paws, and said: "Look, if you think I shouldn't go, then retract the right paw, and if I should go, retract the left paw."

The little white wolf seemed to understand, and was about to retract his right paw, but found that that paw was pinched tightly by Luo Mingjue, so he had no choice but to retract his left paw.

Seeing this, Luo Mingjue burst into a smile, hugged the little wolf and said, "You also think I should go, don't you?"

Little White Wolf was very confused, but when he saw Luo Mingjue's cheerful appearance, he nodded his head accordingly.

So next month, Luo Mingjue came again.

"Han Mo! Did the dew flower brew last time taste good?" As soon as Luo Mingjue saw Han Mo, he naturally followed behind him, chattering endlessly: "How, this God of War didn't lie to you, it's still early today, we Do you want to come to practice sword?"

"What?" Han Mo frowned, staring closely at Luo Mingjue's face.

Luo Mingjue smiled mysteriously, put his mouth close to his ear and whispered: "Don't worry, I will deliberately lose to you, so as not to let Master Mozun lose face in front of his own soldiers."

Han Mo was speechless, and was about to leave, Luo Mingjue hurriedly pulled him back and said, "Hey, don't go, Lord Mozun, please do me a favor, and accompany me, a poor, boring person."

Han Mo looked at him quietly, Luo Mingjue shook his hand again, blinked and said, "Please, please, okay?"

Han Mo was finally defeated, let out a long breath, and said helplessly, "Okay."

"Master!" Luo Mingjue rushed forward and hugged him around his neck, and happily kissed him on the cheek, "I know that Master loves me the most!"

"Our teacher..."

"Our master-student fate is over, okay, I will remember."

Before Han Mo finished speaking, Luo Mingjue interrupted him. He was in a great mood at this moment, with a smile on his face, and ran out a few steps to wave to Han Mo, "Han Mo! Come on! Let's practice swords! "

Han Mo shook his head helplessly, but his eyes were full of tenderness.