Master Qing Leng Always Wants to Marry Me [Transmigration Book]

Everyone was taken aback, they all turned their heads to look at the person who appeared suddenly.

After Lu Ming finished pretending, he flicked his hem, and sat down in the pavilion in a fairy-like manner.

He waved to everyone: "Come here."

The boys and girls looked at each other for a while, then pushed and walked to him and sat down, their brows drooping, and they looked like little criminals waiting for interrogation.

The slanting sunset shrouded him, Lu Ming glanced at them lightly, and said: "I just heard from you that when I was unconscious, Shen Tang was always with Ji?"

While talking, he glanced over there, and found that the two were walking very close side by side. Ji He said something, and Shen Tang seemed to be in a good mood and smiled at him.

Lu Ming narrowed his eyes.

Everyone secretly looked at his face, and the disciple who sat closest was pushed a few times by the people behind, and then said cautiously: "Well... yes, that's right, Xianjun, Shen Tang is very worried about your injury , the past few days are almost inseparable from Ji and Xiao Xianjun, serving beside the bed!"

This little disciple was kind, afraid that he would have some kind of test for Shen Tang before formally accepting him as an apprentice, and he emphasized serving in front of the bed, but it was a pity that Lu Ming's ability to understand was not good enough, so he focused all on Shen Tang and Jihe's "inseparable". superior.

He took a deep breath and said, "How did you take care of me inseparably?"

The little disciple got excited immediately, and said incessantly: "Of course it's because you can't take off your clothes when you sleep! Uh... no, no, the disciple said, Shen Tang took the medicine and water for the past few days, and did everything by himself. Don't let us get close, even if Ji He goes in, he will tell him in advance, the two of you will take care of you together, and never leave half a step."

"Yes, yes, it seems that he is the eldest disciple under Xianjun seat!"

Lu Ming calmly looked at the disciple in front of him who tried his best to speak well for Shen Tang, and said in a low voice: "To be my disciple, you must not only respect and love your teacher, but also be friendly to your fellow disciples. Shen Tang is not enough..."

"Youai, he...he is very friendly, especially with Immortal Ji Xiaoxian!" A female cultivator behind who seemed to like Shen Tang very much defended her, her cheeks were red, and she dared not look directly at Luming, what she said But he was very frank, "Although we are both disciples of cultivating immortals, after all, the sects are different, and we have to avoid suspicion. We hardly talk! It's just that our suzerain locked himself in the room during the past few days when Xianjun was in a coma. The Jian family is very gloomy, and when eating together, Ji Xiaoxian comforted us very considerately, but Shen Tang was different, he only talked to Ji Xiaoxian, and almost ignored us!"

Luming: "..."

Twirling Qinglian's sword hilt in his hand, he gritted his teeth calmly.

Everyone thought that he didn't quite believe it, so another older female cultivator said: "Xianjun, do you want to understand Shen Tang's personality? You can rest assured that during the few days he lived in the sect, he never He hasn't talked to us female disciples, let alone said any behavior that violated the rules, if he insisted on speaking, he looked at Jihe more eagerly than when he was facing us."

Lu Ming's hand fell heavily, almost breaking the hilt of his sword.

He tried his best to restrain his emotions, and said in a cold voice: "Really? This kid has always been reserved. I don't know that he still has a time when he is eager for others."

"Yes, yes!" The boy who was the first to speak before said first, "It's the friendship that Xianjun said. Just like that day, it seemed to be the third day that Xianjun was in a coma. Ji and Xiaoxian really He took care of Xianjun for three days without taking off his clothes. During these three days, Xiao Xianjun's face was terribly cold, as if someone had offended him, but it is understandable..."

"That's right, after all, Xianjun was injured when he helped Yujianmen get rid of demons, so he should be angry, but I have never seen him with such a bad face, Xiaoxianjun has always been gentle and lovely..."

A female cultivator in the back "coughed" softly to stop her unrestrained thoughts, the female disciple shut her mouth in embarrassment and looked at him in fear.

Lu Ming was amiable and motioned for them to continue talking.

"Then, finally on the third day, the medical practitioner said that your immortal essence is stable and your life is no longer in danger, and all that remains is to wait for you to wake up," the female disciple said mysteriously, "Xiaoxian Ji Jun just relaxed a little bit, he still took care of Xianjun with all his heart, I went to deliver the medicine, but when I opened the door, I saw him lying on the bedside of Xianjun and crying secretly."

Lu Ming was slightly taken aback.

He stopped rubbing the hilt of his sword, and looked up at the female disciple: "Really?"

The female disciple said: "I saw it with my own eyes!"

Everyone sighed, and secretly went to look at Lu Ming's expression, seeing that he was still calm and breezy, as if he was not moved at all, they secretly cheered up, and the disciple who sat closest said again: "I also saw that he was indeed very depressed that day. Obviously, the immortals were no longer in danger of life. I and a few other senior brothers couldn't help but comfort him for a while, but it didn't work. It was Shen Tang who saw it and talked to him. Just say a few words and you'll be fine."

Lu Ming narrowed his eyes vigilantly: "What did he say?"

"We don't know about that," he shrugged. "It won't be as dry as ours, maybe some of his unique comforting words."

"Of course, the two of them are brothers in the same school, so of course they won't listen to you."

"It may also be that Immortal Ji Xiaoxian only listens to Shen Tang and follows his set."

"..."

The male disciple next to him couldn't stop the juniors from fantasizing, so he could only smile awkwardly: "Uh...that's what Xian Jun said just now."

Lu Ming stared blankly at the group of nonsense disciples in front of him, he deeply understood how good the NPCs in this world are, and he didn't bother to investigate further. Compared to this, he would rather find something After waking up, no one cared about whether he was hungry or not, and poured him a bowl of water to drink.

Thinking of this, he glanced over there again, and found that the two people had gone far away. It was evening, and the sun was setting, and the two young men of average height gradually disappeared at the end of the path.

Lu Ming withdrew his gaze, then stood up, everyone hushed and dispersed, and made way for him sensiblely, Lu Ming didn't say anything, turned around and walked in the opposite direction.

In the afterglow of the setting sun, everyone looked at his back when he left alone. He was completely different from Ji and Shen Tang. His back was tall and straight like a pine and bamboo, and he walked with the wind. At this time, he looked like a lonely villain in a picture book. Son.

Back in the room, Lu Ming turned around in circles, poured himself a glass of water, took a sip before putting it down, and sat by the bed, his face full of impatience.

Of course, the statements of the disciples in the pavilion were not credible, but he could not completely disbelieve them. He felt that there might be exaggerations, but if there was no factual basis, he would not be caught by them.

The point is that it's not easy for him to mention this kind of thing to Ji He. The two of them have just confessed their identities, and they are in the process of piercing the window paper. If he asks Ji He, no matter what With such a tone, Jihe would feel that he was offended and not trusted by him, but if he didn't ask, he would always feel that there was a thorn in his heart, and if he didn't do anything about it, he would suffocate to death sooner or later.

Lu Ming raised his forehead to sue, and knocked on the system irritably: "Hello, are you there? I have a question to ask you."

[System]: "The intelligent system is always at your service."

"..."

Lu Ming shook his arms: "Don't you do this, I'm afraid. Show your cowardly look before!"

[System]: "I love you so much"

Luming reminded it: "You are blocked."

[System] After being silent for a long time, he said: "Fart, let go."

Lu Ming was speechless and said, "Don't talk about it, I can't tell from other things, the way of speaking is indeed a lot smarter, like a living person. Hey, you... have you received any training?"

[System] I was directly stimulated by the word "we" in his words, and immediately screamed: "What training? There is no training! I am the only product in the Lord God system. No one competes with me for performance. Training! No!"

"Crazy?" Lu Ming picked his ears, "I was just joking, why are you so excited? Is there any system other than yours? I think you should know if I don't say... Hey, you first Don't get excited, listen to me, even if there is, you may not be inferior to it, after all, you have a master-level host like me, so let me ask you, is there anyone in this world who is more powerful than me? ? Of course, except for the protagonist in the future."

[System] Silent, as if acquiescing to what he said, Lu Ming stretched, got up, walked to the bed and lay down, found a sense of superiority from the conversation with it, not as depressed as before, the headrest He started and said: "I want to ask you, didn't the original book say that the hero has many harems? Then Shen Tang has been online for a while, where are his soft jade and gentle girls? Why haven't I seen any of them? ?”

[System] I was coaxed by him just now, and there was a little pride when I opened my mouth: "First, the male protagonist is still in his teenage years, and his love affair has not yet begun, or he has just started. Second, I have reminded you before, because Your extraordinary performance has led to changes in the plot, and it is possible to change a harem novel into pure love and reduce vulgar factors."

"..." Lu Ming was a little powerless to complain, "Can it change back?"

[System]: "All changes are irreversible."

Lu Ming said: "I hate your mother."

[System] Dissatisfied: "Why are you scolding me again?!"

Lu Ming said indifferently: "Okay, it's none of your business, get out."

[System] I suffered a wave of trouble for no reason, and I was so wronged that I digested it on my own.

Lu Ming lay flat on the bed alone, touched the wound on his heart that Qing Lian had devoured, and frowned in thought.

Now it’s all right, not only the male protagonist may change from the original harem king to a pure love warrior, but also the object may not be a woman, but how did this happen, I didn’t do anything, I haven’t met a few times, Which Bodhisattva enlightened him?

He thought about it for a long time but couldn't come up with a reason. He thought that he might have been too romantic in his previous life, and the old house caught fire when he fell in love.

Thoughts were running wild, the door was suddenly pushed open, and Ji He came in with a small bowl of porridge.

He came in and said, "How are you? You've been awake for a while, are you hungry? I just went to ask the doctor, and he said it's best to take the medicine first, and drink the soup after a while."

Lu Ming didn't speak, his eyes fixed on his bony hands.

Ji He put the tray on the table, turned around and saw him lying motionless, with his hands tightly covering his chest, and immediately walked over, asking nervously, "What's wrong? Does the wound hurt again?"

Lu Ming looked at him and swallowed.

"...Speak up," Ji He saw that he was silent, but just stared at himself, and couldn't help feeling a little anxious, "You...do you have something to say to me, there are only two of us here, what? thing?"

Just the two of them.

Lu Ming felt his heart skip a beat, and subconsciously grabbed the bed sheet tightly.

Following his movements, Ji He glanced at the bed, and said hesitantly, "Is the bed bad? If you don't sleep well, I'll ask them to change you."

"No, no, the bed is fine," Lu Ming grabbed him, pushed him to the side of the bed, leaned over and whispered in his ear, "...just that there is one less you on the bed."

Jihe was taken aback for a moment, and the pinnae of his ears turned red quickly. He has an obvious characteristic, that is, no matter how shy he is, his ears are always the first to react, and his face is still cold: "...you want If it's always like this, I won't talk to you."

"That can't be done," Lu Ming said with a smile, "You can't ignore me, without you, who will serve me to drink water and take medicine?"

Ji He looked up at him: "Could it be that there is no one in this courtyard who can serve you? It may not have to be me."

"Of course other people are fine too..." Lu Ming nodded seriously, seeing Ji He staring at him, he quickly changed his words, "No, it's just me, I have a problem, thieves like things with emotional bonuses, For example, the bowl of soup you brought in just now looks like it was boiled with affection, not only did I recover quickly after drinking it, but I also wanted to kiss the chef."

Jihe: "..."

The redness in his ears finally spread to his cheeks, Ji He knelt beside the bed, his head resting on a small space beside his pillow, Lu Ming asked softly, "Is it okay?"

Ji He shook his head against the bed sheet: "...not good."

Lu Ming didn't allow him to evade, stretched out his hand to pick up his chin, forced him to look at him, and said, "Say clearly, what's wrong?"

Jihe felt his legs go limp, "You..."

"In this way," Lu Ming looked at his flushed face, and remembered the back view of him and Shen Tang who had seen him and Shen Tang leaving side by side in the pavilion just now, and his heart was even more malicious, "I don't make any excessive demands. For the sake of being injured, you... call me Master again."

"..."

This request is actually nothing at first, but now that they have met each other honestly, they have discarded their identity as master and apprentice, and get along with each other again with their own personalities. At this time, let him be called "Master". There is a sense of shame.

Lu Ming was still waiting, looking at his fluttering eyelashes: "Huh? What's the matter, didn't you bark well before? How come after revealing your identity, it's not as good as before?"

Ji He didn't know what to think when he heard this, his face was so red that it was about to bleed instantly, he couldn't cry out, so he looked up at him begging for mercy: "No..."

"Oh, well," Lu Ming stopped pushing him, and retreated generously, "If you don't bark, don't bark, but you must have a address when you meet in the future, you can't just go straight to me like this, it's so boring .”

Ji He swallowed, and asked, "Then... what's that called?"

Lu Ming stroked his chin and said, "It can't be too formal, and it can't be uninteresting, and it must continue the sense of immorality brought about by the title of Master..."

Ji He listened silently, his ears starting to turn red again.

"Just call me brother..."

Before he finished speaking, Lu Ming felt a sudden heavy pain in his heart, which swept him in like a gust of wind. He quickly stopped talking, turned his face and saw Ji He's cold and shy face, and suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind .

He tried to keep his voice as light as possible: "Just call me brother... how about brother Lu?"

Jihe: "..."

He raised his eyes, the cold feeling on his face was completely gone, his eyes seemed to be filled with flowing water, as if he was about to cry.