After the fake death, the big bosses rushed to treat me as a widow

Rong Yi felt very strange.

If ordinary people speak to him in such a solemn tone, then he will generally feel that the other party wants to support him.

But the person in front of him was obviously still a teenager, his eyes were so clear that he couldn't see any other meaning.

He found the relevant background of the child through his memory, and knew that he was the executor of God's Domain, and he was not very popular.

He rarely saw such people in his world. To be precise, apart from those humans in the mortal world, it was also the first time he found such a weak and helpless existence in the God Realm.

However, this delicate and fragile young man is still very good-looking, with a very beautiful skin, although the clothes are simple, but there is a kind of pure sharpness and wildness between the brows.Even in the God Realm, such a good face is very outstanding.

The little dragon beside him sent a voice transmission, and reminded him in a low voice: "Master Mingxing, the executor's blood is humble, and it takes 1000 years for an executor to ascend to the upper realm. Don't praise him too much. God's Domain is sandwiched between the heavenly realm and the human realm." , born different, you think twice."

Rong Yi didn't answer.

He looked at Lan Xing, and suddenly remembered Xiangli Feilu's eyes looking at him and those in Jiang Guo.

Below the pagoda is a bustling market and lights, and walking on it are people whose lifespan is like a passing cloud to him.

Xiangli Feilu himself is a transformation of Buddhism and a practitioner. His life span is the same as his own, but his sight will slow down and stay for those mortals who are living and dying.

He loves that look in his eyes, or rather, it's the look in his eyes that makes him fall in love with him.

He stretched out his hand, patted Lan Xing on the shoulder, and said, "It's okay, I will take you as an apprentice, and you will be Mingxing's first apprentice. I will pass on everything I have to you."

Lan Xing raised his head, and saw Rong Yi's hand brushing against his shoulder, then gently turned it down again, with the palm facing up, and stopped in front of him.

"Get up..."

Lan Xing's dark eyes stared at him for a moment.Then he stretched out his hand, held Rong Yi's hand, and stood up.

"You are by my side, but you are still the executor. I am also Ming Xing. When I am free and you have no tasks, I will send someone to pick you up." Rong Yi said, thinking about it.

He tried hard to recall how the peacock taught him, but all he could remember was the scene of him dozing off in class countless times and being carried away by the peacock, "Uh... pick you up, practice."

Lan Xing lowered his eyes, his voice was cute, but his fingertips were faintly hot: "Thank you Mingxing..."

The fact that Mingxing accepted an apprentice, and that this apprentice was a low-level executor, soon spread throughout the six realms.The specific process is unknown, but according to Rong Yi's style evaluation, it is generally believed that this old pervert has taken a fancy to someone again, and tied him back in the name of an apprentice.

Everyone is talking about the good luck of the little executor, and the probability of the name "Lan Xing" being mentioned is getting higher and higher.

On the day Lan Xing returned to God's Domain, all the executors of God's Domain lined up to welcome him.The leader of this executor is his cousin of the same clan, Lan Shu.

Lan Shu is regarded as the person who is closest to the Feishen world. If he is lucky enough, when this Mingxing abdicates, Tianyun will choose him as the heir.But he is much older than him.In the past, he had never looked at him directly, and he had always turned a blind eye to all kinds of oppression and insults in the clan.

Now Lan Shu's gaze is looking straight over, with a bit of scrutiny, temptation, and perhaps a bit of fear of pressure-although the next Ming Xing is chosen by Tianyun, but Tianyun itself has a Where is the direction?Rong Yi has been in the Ming Dynasty for more than 200 years, and the people around him are like crucian carp crossing the river, but Rong Yi has never mentioned that she will keep anyone as an apprentice.

Lan Xing seemed to turn a blind eye.He turned a blind eye to the ceremoniously dressed people waiting for him on the high platform, and he also turned a blind eye to welcome him in the aisle—to be precise, he "observed" his other executives.

At the gate of God's Domain, the phoenix dharma is still shining brightly, the sun reflects the color on it flawlessly, and the rays of light shine through the sky and earth, making people dazzled.

He didn't stop for half a step, but walked towards a remote corner.An executor next to him came over to stop him, with a fake ingratiating smile on his face: "Lan Xing, where are you going? Everyone is waiting for you."

Lan Xing's voice was very low, still sounding cautious and submissive, like a frightened rabbit, with a look of confusion in his eyes: "I... go back to my place."

"You are already Mingxing's apprentice, why bother to live in that dark and cold place?" The executor continued to smile. "You are a master now!"

"I don't understand what Mingxing did." Lan Xing raised his eyes and said slowly, "I...don't dare to forget my roots."

The executor's gaze became thoughtful.

Soon, Lan Xing walked away, and he heard the people behind him discussing: "It seems that Ming Xing picked it up on a whim, and the rumors are true."

"He's not restless and frivolous."

"Tsk tsk, who told him to have such a good appearance that Ming Xing fell in love with him? You all know Ming Xing's style. If you change someone every once in a while, he will get tired of it after a while. Such a minor ailment Bones, it's very unlucky, it's really good luck for eight hundred lifetimes."

Lan Xing turned his back to the light and walked slowly towards his own residence, the corners of his lips slightly raised up, with a cold smile on his face.

Jianguo, Wangcheng.

The news of Buddha's return has spread all over the streets and alleys of Wangcheng. The emperor came to express his condolences and offered sacrifices to God to express his gratitude.

The deeds of Qingyue Town have also spread in the streets and alleys. According to the usual practice, Xiangli Feilu should go to the National Teacher's Terrace to receive the award, but the news from the pagoda is that Xiangli Feilu will take a rest for a while. Thank you for the time being.

The captain of the imperial army went to the pagoda several times a day, seeing someone from Xiangli Feilu, but hardly said a word.When Xiangli Fei returned from this trip, he lost a lot of weight, and his face was also sickly.

Only the priest who went with him told him in a low voice: "Buddha was seriously injured in Qingyue Town, please don't let this matter spread to the outside, so as not to panic and worry the people."

"anything else?"

"What else?"

The attic door opened, and Xiangli Feilu went up with a lamp, and was going to guard the top of the pagoda.

The captain of the forbidden army glanced in that direction: "Where's the boy in the pale pink shirt? Didn't he go with Buddha, why didn't he come back with him now?"

"Oh! So you said this." The priest whispered, "Young Master Rong left a few days ago, and I didn't see him before leaving. It seems that he only left a letter for Master Buddha. That Young Master Rong is very godly, although the master didn't say His identity, but when he was in Qingyue Town, he shared a room with the Buddha... and some people saw them sharing an umbrella and holding hands."

"Holding hands?! Sexual intercourse?" The captain of the imperial army deeply felt that there was something worthy of gossip about this matter, but he glanced at the top of the pagoda and felt that it was not the time to make a fuss.

Xiangli Feilu had a clear figure, standing alone on the top of the pagoda as before.

During Qingyue Town and his party, he lost a lot of weight, but his figure was still tall and straight.

It's just that when I look at him now, I always feel like something is missing.Anyone who has seen Rong Yi will get used to him accompanying Xiangli Feilu, he is well-behaved and peaceful, with a very airy and beautiful look in his brows.

Now Rong Yi is no longer by his side.

The priest tried to recall: "I've been gone for thirteen or four days."

"Master, someone is asking for medicine."

In the middle of the night, the priest knocked on the door of the hut at the top of the pagoda.

The door was ajar, and the sound of the fire crackling inside.Xiangli Feilu was changing the dressing at the table.

He was wearing clothes, his hard chest was covered with scars, and his exposed arm was also covered with reddish, hideous scars.

He was applying medicine to a wound on the inner side of his right wrist. The wound was neat and smooth, very thin, but deep, and he could faintly see signs of scab, but the scab was so soft that a light touch, It will crack again - this kind of scar is not an ordinary scar, karma affects it and cannot be healed.If it penetrates a vital point, it will definitely die without treatment.

Xiangli Feilu gently put down the bowl holding the ointment, and asked quietly, "Who?"

"It's the old man who came here during the day. He said that his illness is improving, but he has dizziness. He wants to see you."

"The property of the medicine is too strong. Let me lose half of it when decocting the medicine. Just in case, come tomorrow morning and I will feel the pulse." Xiangli Feilu said.

The priest said: "Okay. Master, you should rest early."

Xiangli Feilu nodded.

This priest was brought back from Qingyue Town by him, and he was also the only priest who protected everyone in the area he was defending in that foggy fight.

I can't say why, but it's probably because Xiang Lihong died, and his status as a "disciple" has completely disappeared from the world, so he should find a successor for Jiang Guo.

It's just that successors are hard to find, and he has a high vision. Over the years, Wang Cheng has been looking for candidates for the next national teacher, but there is no one who can compare to him.

There should be no rush to find a successor, but he doesn't know why, he's been thinking about it these days.

Xiangli Feilu lowered his eyes and brushed the pages in front of him.The handwriting on the book happened to stop at "one day in the sky, one year on earth", so he turned another page, the wind blew gently, and the two pieces of paper in his sleeve floated to the ground.

When I picked it up, it was dripping with ink, and it was a letter written by two ghostly symbols, with two round chickens painted on it.

Xiangli Feilu put the paper away again, and was about to reapply the medicine, when someone knocked on the door lightly again.

"Master, are you resting? Someone is here to see..."

"Tomorrow..."

"Master, the man said, you will certainly wish to see him now."

Xiangli Feilu's movements paused, and his voice sank unconsciously: "Who is it?"

"The man said that you will know when you go."

He put on his clothes, stood up, raised his eyes and looked out the door, with unknown emotions flashing across his green eyes.

He stabilized his mind, and said softly: "It's late at night, it's not time to be childish, let him..."

The door creaked open, interrupting him.

A strong man with a black face and thick beard came in, with strange tattoos on his body, and a bright smile in his black and white eyes: "I still came up by myself! I am impatient to pass on. Buddha, long time no see. Last time you helped our Rakshasa Kingdom to destroy the demon unicorn reasonably, this time I came back from God’s Realm to do business, and I happened to come to the Taiyin Realm to see you. After all these years, you still haven’t ascended?”

Xiangli Feilu was taken aback for a moment, then he came to his senses and got up to greet the guests.

"The etiquette of ignorance will be avoided. I'm here to ask you for tea, and then I will tell you some of my recent experiences." The strong man picked up the tea himself, poured it down, and sighed, " Comfortable!"

Xiangli Feilu smiled quietly.

This black-faced Rakshasa is his old acquaintance. In the past, the ancient Rakshasa country was adjacent to the Jiang country, and the magic unicorn happened at the junction of the two countries. He also knew him at that time.

The physique of the Raksha people is more conducive to practice, so they wandered around and moved away after many years.They are not like the human race, they take the country as their foundation.Xiangli Feilu hadn't seen him for many years, now that he saw the appearance of the black-faced Rakshasa, he knew that the other party was probably not far away from Dengxian.

"Is Peacock Daming King dead? I came here just now and noticed that Peacock's aura of protecting the country has disappeared. The current aura reminds me of another person."

"Who?" Xiangli Fei Lu asked quietly.

The black-faced Rakshasa sniffed deeply, "The smell of fire! The smell of the phoenix. The only apprentice of Peacock Daming King, Brahma Mingxing, speaking of it, I just heard about another affair with him recently, do you know him?" he?"