Every world is crumbling [Quick Transmigration]

In the second wave of trance, his eyes were gentle, and the corners of his lips were like the first peach blossoms blooming in March.

I saw him stepping forward with the sharp long sword on his neck, until he stood still in front of the man.

Raising his hand to caress the face of the man holding the sword, his cold eyes were softer than ever before, and he opened his lips and said softly: "Today is the day when we form a Taoist couple, have you forgotten?"

Xiao Jue's whole body was shocked, his eyes filled with incredulous disbelief.

Become a Taoist couple?

How can it be!

They are masters and apprentices, they are better than blood father and son in the cultivation world, how can they form a Taoist couple, the master Tianyan Sect will never allow this kind of thing to happen, and the cultivation world will never allow this kind of thing to happen either! ! !

Eyes sharpened, the long sword pointed straight, Xiao Jue shouted violently: "Shut up!!!"

He seemed to be taken aback by the man's excessive reaction, and he took a big step back, with a bit of panic showing in his eyes.

In his rage, Xiao Jue's sword-wielding hand stopped after he noticed the shock and panic in those cold eyes.

He...how could he hurt Master, how could he hurt Master?

No, he is not, he is fake, he is not a master, he is just an illusion in my heart, illusion...

Suddenly, Xiao Jue paused, his thoughts and even his movements stopped for a moment.

The vision in my heart...? !

Some people want to have beautiful concubines, some people want to be rich, some people want to own the world, some people want to be powerful... He doesn't care about these things.

However, if he doesn't care at all, what does he care about?

care...

The three words circled, Xiao Jue thought of the first meeting when he was young, the second acquaintance, the first night when he was foolishly kneeling in front of the hall and almost froze to death on Yunliang Peak, and the lonely man in Guiyi Hall. Resisting the suzerain's insistence on accepting him as an apprentice, he thought of the scene outside the martial arts arena where he stood in front of him with a sword to protect his shortcomings, and thought of the momentary fluctuations in his eyes and the dreamy lips when he hugged him for the first time. A flick of the corner...

What does he care about?

What he cared about was the immortal-looking man in white clothes on Yunliang Peak and in Biliu Palace.

The person he cares about is his master.

If the heart is in the direction, it will become an illusion.

And all the illusions in front of him are just reflections in the depths of his heart, the figure that he wants to lock, guard, and protect in the sky and the earth that he opened up since he was a child.

But that is a taboo that cannot be touched, dare not touch, and cannot get involved, the entire cultivation world.

Wearing the red dress, his eyes were softer, as if he could understand all the emotional trance in the man's heart, and also seemed to understand the crumbling persistence in his heart.

Approaching the man full of evil spirit again, he raised his eyes slightly, and fixedly looked at the eyes of the person who was close at hand, as if he was looking at the most important person in his life.

Immediately afterwards, she opened her seductive pink lips and gently covered them.

"My heart pleases you..."

At the moment when the lips touched each other, the faint three words fell into my ears, as if breaking through the shackles of countless fate and self-restraint in my heart, Xiao Jue's precarious struggle in his heart was shattered by a single blow.

At that moment, a kind of unknown emotion from the bottom of my heart, from the past, from the soul that has been backlogged for countless days and nights burst out.

bang-

With a clear and crisp sound, the water in his hand fell to the ground, but Xiao Jue didn't glance at him halfway. At this moment, he almost instinctively held the person tightly in his arms, and his lips and teeth deepened the lingering inch by inch, bringing A deep, predatory kiss.

The lingering enthusiasm is mixed with endless confusion and indulgence, and the sinking of body and mind makes Xiao Jue unwilling to think about it for a minute or a second.

The countless days and nights in Tianyanzong, Yunliang Peak, and outside the Biliu Palace, the area that dare not step, dare not grab, dare not touch, may be this person, or this scene.

He doesn't know where he likes that person, and he doesn't know.

Maybe it was the first glance that was too scorching, which made him remember his figure deeply, or maybe it was the simple question, the kneeling outside the peak, the persistence in the temple, the coming of desperation, and the eight years of companionship during the day and The figure in the dark night can't be grasped.

In the warm wet kiss, the intertwining of lips and tongue and heavy panting, there are countless lingering and murmurs that were suppressed in Xiao Jue's dream, and he never wanted to think about it when he woke up, and he never wanted to face it.

"Master, disciple... I like you..."

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Passively suffering from confusion, hearing this simple and loving whisper, seeing the man in front of him who was no longer calm and self-controlled, his eyes flickered away.

It turned out to be a master and apprentice, no wonder he hid his thoughts so deeply, and his reaction was so strong just now...

In the world of self-cultivation, the kindness of a teacher is better than parents by blood. As an apprentice, you must abide by the etiquette and law throughout your life.

In a charming room, red candles are flickering, and inside the graceful red gauze tent, the bloody clothes on Xiao Jue's body are replaced by happy brocade robes, and people are pressed down lightly.