Xianmen boss is actually my ex-boyfriend

The skin on the bottom of the hand has no temperature, touching it is like touching a piece of cold jade.

Cheng Yunzhi pondered, even if he had a string of broken jade around his waist, it would not be so cold.

This... is really not like the temperature of a living person.

His heart turned a thousand times, but his expression didn't change at all. Seeing fellow Taoist Xiaolu pick up the sword in a hurry, he withdrew his hand.

Fellow Daoist Xiaolu stood with his sword in his arms, coldly nodded at him, "Thank you," and hurried back to his room.

However, before stepping into the door frame, he heard someone behind him say: "God is in a good mood today, and the sun is out."

"Fellow Daoist, do you want to go to the sect together? You have to find something for yourself." Cheng Yunzhi smiled, quietly waiting for his response.

The young Xiao Daoxiu stopped walking immediately, he seemed to be weighing something, and he turned around after a while.

Still holding his rough wooden sword in his arms, even the jawline was tense.

Cheng Yuzhi continued: "It's a little strange for me to walk outside alone, but if fellow Taoists accompany me, there is nothing to hesitate."

Maybe it was some word that touched Fellow Daoist Xiaolu, he was stunned, raised his eyes, and looked straight at Yunzhi.

"Are we... companions?" He said hoarsely.

Cheng Yunzhi smiled and said, "Of course."

Fellow Daoist Xiaolu hesitated for a moment, then stepped forward to stand in front of Cheng Yunzhi.

He lowered his head and said, "Then I will follow you."

Cheng Yunzhi was a little bit far away, but his feet didn't move.

Lu Mingxi was startled, but saw the person in front of him smile, his upper and lower eyelids were lightly folded, and his eyes were closed.

"It's time to put your luggage down,"

Cheng Yuzhi felt that the new roommate was really interesting, so he patiently guided him, "You can't leave everything alone and just go out?"

Lu Mingxi bowed his head and said, "I have no luggage. I can leave anytime."

This colleague is really interesting, he looks cold and unkind, but when he really wants to invite, Gogoushou can follow him.

Piansheng still looks at you in confusion, his eyes seem to say, "Why don't you go away".

go go go go go!Of course go!

Fellow Daoist Xiaolu was a head shorter than him, and his legs were also a little shorter. He would start trotting as he walked, otherwise he would not be able to keep up, and would have to lag behind by a long distance.

Cheng Yuzhi had no choice but to stop halfway, waiting for Fellow Daoist Xiaolu to catch up.

He catches up, catches his breath, then looks up at him again.

Fellow Daoist Xiaolu said seriously: "Why did you stop, are you here?" He turned his head and looked around.

Cheng Yunzhi followed his words: "I just..."

He got stuck, and the words on his lips turned around, "I'm just a little tired from walking, why don't we find a place to rest?"

Fellow Daoist Xiaolu's eyes lit up when he was tired from running, and he nodded reservedly.

They wandered around and arrived at the sword-testing square where Lingzhou passed by.

Right now, it was the time when many disciples had just finished their morning class and came to the sword trial square to learn from each other. On the huge field, there were many disciples in twos and threes, gesticulating with each other with swords.

Of course, there are also many people who gather to chat and talk.

Mr. Cheng sneaked in swaggeringly, found a shady stone bench under the shade of a tree, dusted it with his sleeve, satisfied Mr. Cheng, and then called fellow Taoist Xiaolu to sit down together.

Lu Mingxi stood not far from him, his hands drooping naturally.

His eyes also glanced at the ground, but he didn't look at him, as if he was a little distracted.

Only when Cheng Yunzhi called his name again did he regain his senses.

He followed awkwardly, but instead of sitting on the stone bench, he stood behind Cheng Yun, with his hands behind his back.

Cheng Yunzhi said kindly: "Fellow Daoist Xiaolu, it's not good for you to stand where you stand, but stand behind me. If someone who doesn't understand the reason comes, I'm afraid it will be said that Cheng has abused his fellow disciples, and won't even give anyone a stool to sit on."

Lu Mingxi shook his head, and said softly, "I'm fine with this."

He made up his mind, and Cheng Yuzhi was helpless.

He spread his hands and said with a smile: "Okay, okay. Then you should stand up, it's better than basking in the sun. When it comes, it looks like rice cakes. When you go back, it's a piece of charcoal. It's so fresh."

If you amuse the children casually, you can also compose a doggerel by the way.

Fellow Daoist Xiaolu is young and has never experienced a dangerous world. He nodded and took two steps forward, just within reach of Cheng Yuzhi.

So Mr. Cheng reached out and grabbed his collar.

Lu Mingxi was shaken all over, his eyes were wide open, and one hand was raised, intending to split Cheng Yunzhi's fingers on his lapel, and his upper body leaned back;

However, just before the attack, he suddenly remembered something.

He folded his palms into fists, barely clenched them, turned sideways to avoid the past, with a forbearing expression on his face.

Fellow Daoist Xiaolu frowned slightly, and said, "...What are you doing!"

Cheng Yunzhi still had the same smiling expression as before, it seemed that reaching out his hand like this and grabbing someone's skirt abruptly was not a strange and eye-catching move.

He laughed softly, and said frivolously: "Don't be like this, I see that your clothes are a little messy, can I straighten them out for you?"

No matter what Lu Mingxi said, he didn't come forward any more. There was a distance of two feet away from him, not too much, not too little.

And Cheng Yunzhi lowered his eyes thoughtfully.

The momentary touch just now was indeed warm, with a heartbeat, completely looking like a normal living person.

The coldness that his fingertips touched before... Could it be an illusion?

His smile grew wider, and he didn't care that Lu Mingxi was two feet away from him, as if he wasn't a new roommate, but an overnight enemy who couldn't wait to see him again.

Lu Mingxi: "I can do it myself."

Cheng Yuzhi did get the information he wanted, Shi Shiran withdrew: "That's fine, please."

The small group of disciples next door piled together, exclaiming from time to time, attracting Cheng Yunzhi's attention.

He listened carefully for a while, feeling a little eager to move.

Cheng Yuzhi: "Brother, how about we join in the fun?"

Lu Mingxi glanced at him and said in a muffled voice, "Just go."

Mr. Cheng stood up and walked towards the group of people swaggeringly, not caring at all that his clothes were incompatible with the people around him.

From time to time, he looked back from the corner of his eye, and sure enough, he saw his young roommate hesitate in place for a moment, but still walked in two steps and three steps, and slowly followed up.

He smiled, and only then did he hear what this group of disciples were talking about after class.

This is amazing!

It collided with the plot in his storybook!

Listen to what people say?

Oh, "Xianjun eloped with a beautiful Sanxiu", but Sanxiu was awakened by an expert and didn't want to see him again, so he hurriedly fled into a secret place isolated from the world.

Xianjun was furious, under the coercion of Mahayana, and chased all the way into the secret realm.

However, the secret realm is opened once every three years. During these three years... no one knows what happened to them inside.

When he came out, Sanxiu was already in a docile posture, and fell into the arms of the fairy, and there were still red marks in the corners of his eyes.

Cheng Yuzhi was in awe: "..."

With this plot, he even thought that someone was one step ahead of him and wrote the plot of the script!

He stretched out his hand, patted a certain disciple who was listening with his ears upright, and waited for the other party to turn around before saluting politely.

Cheng Yuzhi: "Brother, please move a seat, brother also wants to hear."

The other party turned his head in confusion, and just about to ask who you are, he saw that he was still wearing his own clothes.

Then he suddenly realized that this was a new junior who was about to enter the sect.

He also politely turned his head back and saluted: "Ah! Junior brother! How is your residence?"

As soon as there was movement, all kinds of eyes around him followed.

Seeing that he and Lu Mingxi were both unfamiliar faces, all fellow students surrounded him enthusiastically, dragging them into a new encirclement.

Cheng Yuzhi was pushed and shoved all the way, and before he knew it, he reached the center of the circle.

He smiled awkwardly and politely, and put his hands behind his back.

Cheng Yunzhi: "Very good, thank you brother for your concern. Speaking of which, what are you talking about? Is it a script?"

Unexpectedly, the senior brother shook his head mysteriously, and whispered: "It's not a story, it's true!"

Cheng Yunzhi; "..."

Lu Mingxi slowly opened his eyes wide.

Xianjun chased Sanxiu all the way into the secret realm, and stayed there for three years before coming out... Is this actually true?

The senior brother paid attention to his expression: "Don't mind the details! Generally speaking, it is the fairy who ran away with the casual cultivator, and he still lives a mortal life for a long time."

So it turned out that Cheng Yuzhi suddenly realized that some things were just artistic processing and could not be taken as real.

Some people were chattering and talking about other gossip.

"It's been three years, maybe it's a secret fairy fetus..."

"I've never heard that Xianjun will leave Changshu Peak for such a long time..."

"Loose cultivator, is it male or female?"

"I didn't say it, I just said it was a casual cultivator..."

After hearing the whispers in his head, Cheng Yuzhi put his hands into his sleeves, and he realized everything.

To be honest, he was quite worried before, if the disciples of the Sword Cultivator and the realm of the Immortal Sect were old antiques, and they didn't like someone writing the book about the Immortal Monarch, would they come to pick things up and ask him if the original author would write it.

Well now!

There are so many people in the Xianzong who have such a big relationship, so gossip!

It is worthy of being the number one immortal sect that embraces everything!

Cheng Yuzhi reluctantly restrained his complacent look, for fear that someone would see something was wrong.

He turned around and asked his brother again: "Is this news true?"

Brother: "Damn, it's all rumors..."

The person in front suddenly turned around: "It's true! Of course it's true! The news came from someone from the sect leader, it's absolutely true!"

hiss--

When these words fell to the ground, there was a loud gasp from around!

Cheng Yuzhi also opened his eyes wide and gasped!

At this moment, Mr. Cheng has already thought about the way to get rich in the future, maybe he will be able to lie on the spirit stone and count the money in three months, and wait for new readers to take the bait happily!

Someone behind him dragged his voice slowly and made a suspicious sound, which seemed to be directed at him.

Cheng Yunzhi turned around and said politely, "Dare to ask?"

The man looked back in surprise, scanned his whole body up and down, and suddenly realized: "I have seen this junior!"

The eyes of the crowd shifted again, and Cheng Yunzhi was also surprised.

After all, Xuantianzong's territory has nothing to do with the towns where he usually moves, so it shouldn't be so easy for him to make acquaintances.

But the person's next words immediately reminded him: "I have seen this junior! It was some time ago that I followed Senior Brother Zitao to Chenghua to arrest Moxiu, and I met... the storyteller on the street!"

Xuantian Sect disciples: "I didn't expect that!"

"A real person doesn't show his face..."

"I also seem to have a little impression... Selling Xianjun's face?"

Cheng Yunzhi: "..."

Good guy, here you can meet someone you met once?

Someone else shouted: "So it's you! That day I listened to 'Jie A Xianjun Breaking the Lost City' this time, and was called away later. I didn't hear the ending, but it scratched my heart and lungs in a hurry."

The man came over with a smile, saluted him earnestly, raised his head and said: "Junior brother, can you talk about the ending later?"

Cheng Yunzhi didn't expect that there were still people here who remembered what he had said.

He also saluted seriously: "I didn't expect that a fairy tale that I made up casually at that time could be remembered so firmly by my senior brother. Then I can't look back..."

Just as he was talking, his fingers were held by someone, and they were released immediately, leaving a slight soft touch.

Young Master Cheng's attention was forcibly drawn away.

He turned around and saw Lu Mingxi standing where he was, looking at him with panic, like a flower that was hurt by the heavy rain.

Lu Mingxi spoke softly and hurriedly, frowning, inexplicably endearing.

"Yuzhi, I'm hungry and want to find something to eat, but I don't know the way..."

The tone and sentence pattern are too familiar.

Cheng Yuzhi had heard it, dreamed about it, and someone had said it in his ear.

But he didn't react for a while, only felt a great sense of familiarity.

Cheng Yunzhi looked at him, and asked suspiciously: "Then we will walk together, so that we can be companions on the road...Wait, where have I met you before, right?"