Master does not ride a dragon

Sikong Hu suddenly withdrew his gaze, turned his head, met Shang Luju's gaze, and said, "Master, what did you bring me here to see?"

The setting sun is about to shine, and the beautiful scenery is unprecedented, and it is like flying ashes in his eyes.

Lu Ju didn't hide or dodge, and responded to his gaze: "Master wants you to take a look, what Master really wants."

"What is it?"

Lu Ju said nothing, and pointed to the sea and sky.

People don't know the height of the sky and the width of the sea, and they don't know when the waves will meet the moon at the beginning of the year.But only in the distance, the sea suddenly disappeared into the sky, and fell to the end of the world very briskly.

Sikong Hu looked at Lu Ju's fingertips, the sea was under his feet, and the sky was above his head.Both are inexhaustible, but both are in the world after all.

What Lu Ju wants is outside the human world, without a speck of mortal dust, and he only says two words, which are called "freedom".

I don't know whether it's because the sea breeze is too cold or my heart is too dry, but the blood on the young man's face has faded.

Lu Judao: "Ahu, when Master was a teenager, he was tightly detained in Shushan, and he was very depressed. There is nothing more to do. I only want one thing, which is to be free."

"At that time, every time I set foot on the clouds, my master would always think, I am not incompetent, nor do I have a heroic ambition, why can't I be a swordsman who indulges in passion, but I have to stay in the mountains and practice some kind of too mysterious 'Tao'? If one day I can leave Shushan, can I travel all over the Three Realms with my sword?"

He had a young Ling Yunzhi, and he also touched the backbone of Shushan.But fate is like an avalanche. From Meng Qingtong to Jin Yi and then to Sikong Hu, all the burdens of life are coming one after another. Lu Ju can only choose to stay on Danqing Cliff for the rest of his life.

Sikong Hu blurted out: "Master, if you want to do it—"

Lu Ju's expression was calm, he shook his head quietly, and pressed his shoulder again.

"No."

Sikong Hu had a premonition that if Lu Ju was allowed to continue talking like this, it would be like a flood that would never return, so he couldn't help but take a step back.

But Lu Ju stretched out his hand instead, and gently pressed Sikong Hu's shoulder with his warm five fingers.

The strength was light and weak, but it seemed that a high mountain was suddenly slapped on Sikong Hu's shoulder, making Sikong Hu unable to move.

Lu Ju said: "Ahu, the creation is like this, so why is there no need for human beings?"

"But no matter how much you worry, no matter how much you hurt, no matter how much you have to do, you have to rely on yourself to support your own heaven. Even if you are born to be a sin against heaven, and there is no end in sight ahead, you have to go on, because no one can finish it for you."

Sikong Hu stared at Lu Ju's calm face, and his mind was blank, filled with the sound of the winter wind blowing into the waves.

Therefore, Lu Ju took him to escape from Shushan Mountain just for him to escape from Shushan Mountain-Lu Ju is super intelligent, but he is full of worries.He never thought about the so-called "concentricity", let alone the so-called "long-term protection".

These days, Lu Ju took him along and stopped, just to find a place to put him. Lu Ju wanted to return to Shushan from the very beginning.

Baitouya has been like dew for 17 years, and Lu Ju of Shushan is still the big brother of Shushan and the guardian of Danqingya.

Lu Ju will never forget the ten words "a man with a sword travels all over the Three Realms", but he will not do it either.

Fate in the world is cruel, and everyone has their own sky to support.

The same is true for Sikong Hu. The same heart and long-term protection can remain fresh in his heart until death, and he will always be sad and brooding forever, but he must take this soul that someone will protect with his life, hide the demonic energy, and live in the world. Have a safe life.

For him, even misanthropy is a kind of sin.

Just like Lu Ju wants to give up his obsession with being a ranger, Sikong Hu can't use the world's beautiful clouds and rain, new spirits and old songs to keep Lu Ju.

Lu Ju taught him many things, but this one is the most engraved.

Since birth, Sikong Hu has been deceived by Lu Ju many times. At first, he said "you picked it up for my teacher", then "you can't learn swordsmanship", and then "you have no magic power". Go to "Master Takes You Escape".

Up to now, Sikong Hu only has one thing to ask.

"Master, was there a moment in your heart that you ever liked me?"

Lu Ju's eyebrows and eyelashes moved slightly, and the three-pointed pampering almost reappeared in his voice, "Of course Master likes you."

Sikong Hu didn't even move his eyebrows, and continued to ask: "Is it like I like Master?"

Lu Ju didn't answer.

Sikong Hu said: "I like Master, with the same thoughts as last night. Master, have you ever liked me?"

Lu Ju continued not to answer.

Sikong Hu thought blankly, as expected, he hadn't.Master was afraid that he would be sad, so although he would give him everything, he refused to admit it.

Lu Ju treats people well, is always gentle and kind, and treats everyone the same.

The winter wind blows the waves, like clouds and thunder.

Lu Ju's pupils became cold in the humid winter wind, the snow was cold and frosty, and subconsciously there was a hint of disgust, and he said, "No."

It was the first time that Lu Ju was so straightforward. Sikong Hu calmed down strangely in Lu Ju's indifferent and almost unfamiliar face, and suddenly learned what it means to be "disgusted" without a teacher.

People like Lu Ju can easily deceive anyone, and it is not difficult to deceive anyone for 17 years.In the final analysis, it is because nothing is worrying about everything that everything can be done.

But being tainted by the desire of one's own disciples is not quite the same.If the body is kidnapped, if you are unwilling to fulfill it, let alone be able to fulfill it.

Lu Ju wanted to leave the secular world, and even more wanted Sikong Hu to leave him.

The daytime youth and the fragrance of flowers that he misses are nothing but vulgar things to Lu Ju.The master of Baitouya is just an illusion.

This person in front of him has a heart higher than the sky, a fate higher than the sky, a sword that blocks the west wind, crushes the wind and the moon, and has infinite disgust for the red and purple of the world - this is the real Lu Ju.

Cut open the heart, recite the voice of the heart, in exchange for a rare "no" that expresses the heart-refreshing!

Lu Ju said in a business-like manner: "Master does not blame you. When I went down to Shushan, what my master thought was that you are my disciple after all. As long as my master is alive, I will protect you for a day. But now, there is no need for this." Now that you are an adult, we hate each other, so why bother to bind each other."

Sikong Hu laughed self-deprecatingly, took a step back a little later, clasped his fists with both hands and knelt down, and said loudly: "Master is going back to Mount Shu, Ah Hu is not filial, he knows that he is dirty, so he bids farewell here."

"Master raised me and protected me because of his kindness. In this life, Ah Hu is ashamed, and in the next life he must come back to rescue him. From now on," he paused, raised his head, and looked at Lu Ju.

Today's delay is too long, the sun is already twilight, and the sky is full of long sea.The waves come and go slowly, breaking into pieces of golden light on the sea surface under the setting sun.

Lu Ju looked down at him, his face was backlit, and he couldn't see clearly what was in his eyes.

But it must have been unintentional to listen to Sikong Hu's confession, Lu Ju turned his face away, pointed to a sword, and swiped his sleeve.

The jade-colored sword light emerges from the wide sleeves of the robe, condensing yin and yang to break through the wind, and the Taiwei sword appears in reality, stopping on the edge of the reef, trembling slightly, ready to go.

Lu Ju raised his foot and stepped on the tip of the sword, his thin lips moved slightly, and his voice was scattered in the wind.

Sikong Hu spoke at the same time, and uttered the last sentence: "From now on, you will not go to the Yellow Springs, and you will not go to Mount Shu."

Lu Ju's sword light had already dispersed into the sky, and the light red, golden and purple rays of light embraced the jade color, and diffused into the gap of time and space unhurriedly.

Sikong Hu didn't get up, he kept his kneeling posture, staring at the jade color.

Knowing that it was the last time in this life to see Master Yujian, and the last time to see Lu Ju's radiant body and Feng Dao Kao Danqing's demeanor, but Sikong Hu's eyes became more and more blurred, and Lu Ju's words kept echoing in his mind.

"Ahu, even if Master is not around, I will always wish you no disasters and no dreams."

Master is the kite with the thread cut off in his hand. It is depicted extremely beautifully. Even though he is reluctant to let it go, the white paper is always ruthless. If the thread is taken off, he will always go away.

After ten years of cultivation, we can cross the same boat, and after a hundred years of cultivation, we can sleep together.It is said in the world that there is an infatuated and resentful couple, and there has been a bright sun and clouds on Baitouya for 17 years.

17 years is neither long nor short, just enough to fill the first half of a young man's life full of lies and emptiness, but unexpectedly he can also fill in a tacit understanding that cannot be expected.

Even if the tacit agreement is that we will never meet again in this life.

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