Three thousand weak waters reflect the fading

Luo Jindong was about to push the door open at this time, when he heard the voice inside stop, he turned and left.

Jing chased out of bed, stood in front of Cang Ming, his back straightened, but his eyelids were drooping, "Those...are they really fake?"

"..." Cang Ming just looked at him.

"Since you wanted to kill me from the beginning, why go around such a big circle, I won't resist."

Cang Ming still didn't open his mouth, he finally had a chance to let him have some dependence on himself, but now he wants to kill that dependence with his own hands.

He took a step closer, gently placed his hand on the opponent's heart, and was thinking about luck, but he heard the man say: "I want to die to understand."

Pause, how do you want me to answer you, he thought so, but said: "Ask your father."

After all, it was luck, Jing Zhui felt his chest sink, and before he could feel the pain, he lost consciousness.

Cang Ming supported his back with his arms, watching him intently.

Jing Zhui began to bleed, first from the corners of the eyes, then the nostrils, the corners of the mouth, and the ears. The dark red blood stains slowly extended, and finally connected with the black on the head, and no more could be seen.

Cang Ming bent down and kissed his lips, a smear of scarlet was printed on his lips.

"It's hard for someone to be interested in you, so you kill him with your own hands, and you still bleed to death from the seven orifices, it's really cruel." Cang Lu looked at Jing Zhui's body with a calm expression, but struggle and pain flashed in his eyes, He bent down, touched his bloody face, and couldn't hide the melancholy in his tone, "You've grown so old in a blink of an eye, I don't know if you still remember me."

Cang Ming watched from the side, his heart tightened for some reason.

"Your task is completed, what are you still doing here?" Cang Lu asked.

"Master, you have also seen the corpse, can you give him to me, I want to bury him properly."

"You don't need to worry about it, I will take care of him." After finishing speaking, seeing that Cang Ming was still in the same place and had no intention of leaving, he couldn't help but increase his tone: "Get out!"

Cang Ming struggled in his heart, he knew that although his martial arts were high, he was no match for the person who taught him personally, and he could not disobey him now, but if he chased Jing to him, he might not know what he would do to him, no Speaking of this, Yijing chases after the current situation, if he doesn't get treated quickly, he really can't be saved.

After struggling for a while between interests and feelings, finally, Cang Ming chose to turn around and walk out the door.

He admits that he likes Jing Zhui, but he doesn't like it to a vigorous degree. He can still control this feeling.

Despite thinking this way, his heart was still very stuffy, as if someone wrapped his heart with a piece of cloth, and then kept tightening it, trying to suffocate him to death.

After leaving the head teacher, one can see at a glance the place where he met Jing Zhui for the last time when he was a businessman - the teahouse.

He walked in without hesitation, the storyteller in the museum was still telling the story of Cang Da benevolent, Cang Ming did not deliberately hide himself, because he knew that these people only knew their names but not their people.

He sat down at the corner of the wall, ordered the strongest Jiuyunchun wine, and just poured a glass, a man in coarse linen sat down opposite him politely.

"What's the matter?" Luo Jindong said.

Cang Ming grinned bitterly, "I don't know, it looks like Cang Lu knows he's not dead."

"So, what do you want to do now?"

"I think, if he really died, I'd be sad for a while." Cang Ming drank the glass of spirits in one gulp, although he concealed it, he still showed a little depression.

Luo Jindong had no choice but to pour himself a glass, put it in his mouth to taste carefully, "Are you giving up?"

"So what? After all, I haven't experienced anything with him. He just thought that I was just putting on a show with him." Another glass of wine.

"Why are you angry with me?"

After Cang Ming left, Cang Lu looked at Jing Zhui again, the melancholy in his eyes no longer concealed, "Should I kill you or not?"

Sighing lightly, he looked up at the vast and lonely main altar. Loneliness and vicissitudes were entangled in his heart, and he couldn't get rid of it. That's all, it's all old things. Let him leave a seedling. As for what path he will take in the future, it's up to him. It's none of my business.

"Zhongli." With a soft call, a man in black clothes suddenly appeared from nowhere, standing calmly behind Cang Lu: "The subordinate is here."

"Bring a Concentrating God Pill."

"Yes." Zhong Li's figure flashed and then disappeared again. After a while, he brought a delicate and exquisite white porcelain vase, knelt down on one knee, and offered it with both hands.Cang Lu took the bottle, glanced at him and said, "Didn't it save you from performing these vain rituals?"

Zhong Li didn't speak, but stood up, keeping his head down.

Cang Lu didn't say anything anymore, pulled out the cork, poured out a red pill from inside, stuffed it into Jing Zhui's mouth, and forced him to swallow it with internal force.

She corked the porcelain bottle and handed it to Zhongli, and helped Jing Zhui to sit up again, with luck to ease his muscles and bones.

Taking one pill of concentrating the spirit can gather the internal energy in the heart, and then no matter how badly you suffer, just take another pill, and the internal energy gathered in the heart will be dispersed to all parts of the body. After further recuperation, it can be restored to its original state, and the skill can be improved further, so the Jushen Pill has become something that everyone in the world is vying for.Gathering God Pills are very rare, the master who made this medicine exhausted his whole life and only made five pills, which should be an even number, but for some reason, the master didn't have time to make the sixth pill and then drove west. And thus lost.Perhaps he intentionally let people compete for it, and put five pills into five bottles separately, and the various sects also set off bloody storms one after another for him.Years of fighting caused them to be scattered all over the rivers and lakes. Cang Lu spent a lot of manpower to collect three and gave Cang Ming one to save his life temporarily in times of crisis, but unexpectedly he gave it to this child.

Infusing the true energy into the veins of the whole body, Jing Zhui's face was no longer as pale as paper, Cang Lu told him to lie flat, then stood up and looked at him.

Jing Zhui wakes up leisurely, and the first thing that catches his eyes is Cang Lu's face, which is a bit blurry, but it doesn't affect the speed at which he arouses the greatest fear in his heart. Jing Zhui's slightly better face suddenly becomes pale and scary again, It looked like a person who had been dead for a long time, slightly blue and without blood.

His eyes stared as if they were about to burst open, his whole body began to tremble, and his mouth trembled like a dream, "Don't come, don't come", as if he saw a devil who came to claim his life.

"It seems that I still remember me, but it's true, anyone who was raped by someone who has never seen him when he was young, I am afraid he will never forget it." With a gentle smile on the corner of his mouth, Cang Lu stretched out his hand to hold Jing Zhui's hand. A lock of hair, "Actually, I still miss your body very much now. If you fall in love with me again, I will let you go, and I will never appear in front of you again. How about it?"

"No!" Jing Zhui propped up his trembling body, ignoring the pain in his body, and stepped back with great effort, shaking his head constantly, chanting fragmented words such as "please" or "let me go".

Cang Lu actually felt guilty towards him, after all, he was innocent, and he did such a thing back then, all because he was at a young age, unable to hold his breath, and acted regardless of the consequences.Seeing that I have left such a big shadow on a child's childhood, I can't bear it, and he is that person's child.

Knowing that if I stepped forward to comfort him, it would only make him more frightened, so I had to call Zhong Li again and said, "Call Cang Ming."

When Zhong Li found Cang Ming, he was already half drunk, while Luo Jindong next to him was still sober.

It was evening at this time, when there were many people, Zhongli's black attire looked quite eye-catching in the crowd, but he didn't care about the way others looked at him, and went straight to Cangming's table and said: "Master , Master told you to go back."

A few empty wine jars were randomly placed at Cang Ming's feet, and one was about to be poured again in his hand, as if he didn't hear what he said.

Zhongli's tone was still neither humble nor overbearing: "It's about Jing Zhui."

When Cang Ming heard the word "Jing Zhui", the drunkenness in his eyes suddenly disappeared, he got up without hesitation and walked out quickly.

Luo Jindong shouted behind him: "Hey, you haven't paid yet!"

"I'll pay you back next time." Cang Ming said without turning his head.

Luo Jindong smiled helplessly, this person just said that he wanted to give up.

When Cang Ming came to the main altar, he saw Cang Lu sitting leisurely on the main seat, but Jing Zhui was nowhere to be seen. Just as he was about to ask, a sobbing sound came from his ear. Beside a pillar farthest from Canglu, I just entered the door, so I can see it, but for Canglu, that position is a blind spot.

Jing Zhui is obviously hiding from Cang Lu, but Jing Zhui is not a child after all, how could he deceive himself and others to do such a naive thing.

Despite being puzzled, Cang Ming still walked towards Jing Zhui first, and only when he got close did he see the expression on his face clearly.It was a kind of calm after extreme fear, just like the expression he saw in the alley that time, empty and numb.The difference is that the corners of his eyes were full of tears, which flowed continuously.

Cang Ming vaguely guessed something in his heart, but it was so fast that he couldn't catch it.

He knelt down and wiped Jing Zhui's tears with his fingertips. Just as he wiped them away, tears slid down again. Cry on your own shoulder.

"What did you do to him?" Cang Ming knew that Jing Zhui was awake now, and it must be Cang Lu who saved him. In other words, Cang Lu knew that this was his own plan, and that he had disobeyed him again. Certain measures will be taken, and in this case, he can only fight against him to the end.

Cang Ming felt frustrated, he saw through his scheme so easily, how could he not be frustrated.

"You don't want to hear it, it's all a long time ago." He just said such a light sentence, but it made Cang Ming think a lot.

Before Cang Ming could open his mouth, he continued, "I have something to tell you." He stepped down from the chief seat, took off the black jade hairpin on his head, let his hair fall loose, and still looks gorgeous.He said: "Today I will hand over this hairpin to you. From now on, I will never intervene in any matters of teaching or business."

"I know that although you respect me, you have been dissatisfied with me. I wanted to handle everything well and leave you a perfect and powerful legacy, but now, I am really tired and don't want to take care of it anymore."

"Also, I don't let you call me father because I'm really not your father. Your parents died a few months after you were born. I have some friendship with your father. I adopted you because I saw you pitiful. I never said that I was your father, but your father also happened to have the surname Cang, which made you misunderstand."

"What kind of expression do you have? No one will threaten you with abolishing your martial arts in the future. You should be happy."

"Don't keep your hair loose like this from now on."

Cang Lu walked behind Cang Ming, ran his fingertips through his hair, deftly raised his hair up, and fixed it with the black jade hairpin.

"Treat him well." Cang Lu turned around and called softly, "Zhongli."

Zhongli came in response to the sound again, and stood by Cang Lu's side.

"Let's go."

Cang Lu slowly left the empty main altar, and since then, Cang Ming has never seen him again.

Cang Ming reached out his hand to touch the hairpin on his head, he naturally knew what it was, it was a token of the sect, holding this thing would make the whole sect obey him.Although they called him the leader before, in fact the real power was in the hands of Cang Lu. He abdicated early and regarded himself as the leader, but he just manipulated himself as a puppet and never gave himself any real power.

Although he had no intention of sex, he didn't want to be influenced by others like this, so he hated Cang Lu very much.

His feelings for Cang Lu are extremely complicated, and before he could sort it out, Cang Lu threw so many things at him suddenly and left.

After a long silence, Cang Ming pulled off the hairpin and raised his hand to put it back, but was pulled by the sleeve by the person in his arms.

Cang Ming was taken aback, looking into his arms, Jing Zhui still had tears on his face, but his expression was not as scary as before, "What a good hairpin, what if it breaks?"

"Don't you hate him?" Although Cang Ming didn't know what happened between them, he was sure that it must not be a good thing.

"I don't hate anymore." Jing Zhui just saw Cang Lu scared like that, but it was because of the shadow of his childhood, now that he calmed down, he suddenly felt that he could let go.

Cang Ming thought about it, and suddenly said: "Then how about I give it to you?"

"Why?"

"I think it suits you very well."

"really?"

"A gentleman is like ink, so naturally he is not talking nonsense."

"I have lived like a walking dead for so many years, how can I be called a 'gentleman'?"

"I think so."

Jing Zhui smiled: "By the way, you still owe me an explanation."

"What explanation?"

"Why keep me in the dark and let me misunderstand you." He understood the ins and outs of what happened these days when he saw Cang Lu, but he didn't have time to think about it. Now that he calmed down, he knew everything.

"Think about what you were like at the time, how can I tell you that you won't think about it?"

Jing Zhuimo, yes, if he really told himself the plan in advance, he might commit suicide because he felt tired of living. Anyway, he didn't really want to live, and he would definitely choose to die if he had the chance.

Jing Zhui stood up from Cang Ming's arms, and Cang Ming also stood up with him: "What's wrong."

"I've made up my mind." Jing Zhui straightened his back, and there was a look of high spirits in his eyes that he had never seen before, "From now on, I can no longer live meaninglessly like this."

Cang Ming smiled relievedly, "It's meaningful to be my person."

"You're not serious." Jing Zhui said, and then walked out, just after leaving the door, he realized that he didn't know the way at all, so he had to turn around again, and signaled Cang Ming to lead the way with his eyes.

"What if I want to keep you here anyway?" Cang Ming looked at him calmly and asked.

"Then you just wait until you see a dead body." This sentence sounded shocking, Cang Ming couldn't help saying: "Don't always talk about these things in the future."

"Then you lead the way quickly."

Cang Ming feels a little depressed, he still thinks that Jing Zhui, who he never resisted and obeyed him before, is cuter.Even though he thought so, he obediently led the way.

Jing Zhui followed him around, and finally saw the lights outside. As soon as he went out, he saw the teahouse he was very familiar with.

Jing Zhui frowned and said, "No wonder you caught him so easily last time."

"That's the place you chose yourself, too." Cang Ming looked at him with a smile.

"Thinking about it this way, I suddenly feel that this teahouse is very destined. Why don't I hire a position here."

"Are you sure? Are you afraid that I will come to harass you every day?" Cang Ming looked at him with raised eyebrows.

"You can't be harassed anywhere, it's more convenient here." Jing Zhui said frankly.

"What do you mean by that, you hope I come every day?"

Jing Zhui smiled: "You can think so."

As soon as he finished speaking, Cang Ming pulled Jing Zhui back to the door, pressed against the wall, aimed at his mouth and kissed him violently.

Although there was no lighting inside the door, the lights outside made it possible to see things inside. Jing Zhui was afraid that others would see him, so he quickly pushed him with his hands. Unexpectedly, he directly grabbed his wrist and threw it against the wall, putting his whole body under pressure. On him, he couldn't move, he could only try his best to turn his head, "It's not good for people to see."

Cang Ming paused, and then said: "I'll take care of them." As if to kiss him again, Jing Zhui immediately said: "Influence the world!"

Cang Ming still didn't listen to him, and kissed him deeply again, as if wanting to have a good time, when they let him go, both of them gasped.

"Why are you so disobedient?" Jing Zhui frowned.

Cang Ming is confident: "In the past, you always listened to me."

"That was in the past." Jing Zhui smiled slightly, "I didn't tell you to listen to me, after all, you are the leader of a sect, and I'm just a grassroots person, and you can kill or cut as you please."

"However, I will no longer listen to anyone."

"That's exactly what I want." Cang Ming understands, for the present Jing Zhui, freedom and human rights are his untouchable scales.He warned himself in his heart that he would never make such a mistake in the future.

"Are you willing to accept my hairpin?" Cang Ming asked him again, taking out the black jade hairpin.

"No." Jing Zhui shook his head with a smile and said, "Take it to cause more trouble."

Cang Ming had no choice but to put away the hairpin and said, "Forget it, you can ask me for it whenever you want it."

"What do I want it for?"

Cang Ming smiled, and said softly, "A token of love."