I'm being watched by a sword

Chapter 350
Hall of Seven Sages.

The reception room next to the auditorium.

Lu Shan smiled mischievously, and when he walked past Yue Qingge, he handed her a white sign.

Having just paid homage to the master, Yue Qingge was still a little dizzy, and couldn't help thinking: "Why do I have a master?"

Suddenly feeling something extra in her hand, she looked down, and saw a white sign in her hand, with a big "Shen" written on it.

"what is this?"

"Is it the Shen family's white card?"

She was still a little confused, but also a little bit elated.

Suddenly, she heard Master Lu Shan's voice at the door: "Qingge, if you can't find me for something, go to the Shen family."

"Oh!" She consciously responded to Master's voice.

Looking at Master's handsome back, she was filled with emotion: "It doesn't matter whether you are handsome or not, the key is that it is nice to have Master!"

Jiang Xiaoqi's jealous heart was about to boil.

As a registered disciple, I have nothing, and I feel very regretful.

"And I have been secretly in love for so many years, and I was cut off by a 'married man' so easily?"

He felt aggrieved, and shouted towards the door: "Master, don't leave, you old man, you treat him a little differently!"

Suddenly, a red fruit flew in from the door.

With sharp eyes and quick hands, he hurriedly caught it, and shouted cheerfully: "Thank you, Master, for the reward!"

After rubbing the red fruit for a long time, Jiang Xiaoqi was surprised to see the white sign on the Yueqing singer.

He leaned over and took a look, and said:
"Master can get the Shen family's white card! It's really good!"

"With this brand, we can take on some simple but high-point tasks, which is really a good benefit!"

Yue Qingge felt his little head was in a daze.

Picking up the tender flesh on the inside of Jiang Xiaoqi's forearm with his little hand, he vigorously rotated it in a circle and a half.

She couldn't help being a little puzzled when she didn't hear the cry of pain, and sighed, "Oh, it really isn't true?"

Jiang Xiaoqi's eyelids twitched wildly, his face twisted ferociously, and he muttered in his heart: "Love is long-suffering, love is..."

While sighing, Yue Qingge didn't want to believe it was a "dream", felt that twisting it a half turn was not enough, and was about to continue twisting that piece of tender meat.

Jiang Xiaoqi hissed, took a long breath of cool air, and quietly asked: "Ge, can we be lighter?"

Only then did Yue Qingge startle, her little hand quickly let go of the piece of tender meat.

Looking at the red marks, she asked apologetically and worriedly:

"Excuse me, are you okay? You don't scream, I thought you didn't hurt, and I was dreaming?"

Jiang Xiaoqi coughed twice, and lamented: "It's wrong to be patient all the time, sometimes it really hurts and you need to shout out loud!"

Yue Qingge looked at the door, looked at the three red fruits and the white card in his hand, and felt a special emotion that he had never felt before——

Love from Master.

In the past, because of Dao Devouring Demon Heart, he was always disgusted by the newly recruited master, and was abandoned not long after.

Jiang Xiaoqi also suffered this kind of grievance.

Originally, he didn't have to suffer this kind of crime. With his talent and cultivation, it was easy to find an ordinary master.

But since he had love in his heart, he felt that sharing joys and sorrows was necessary and worthwhile.

However, when he saw Yue Qingge's eyes just now, he felt that his many years of dedication were somewhat...

The master walked away, and there was no one else in the room.

Yue Qingge turned around abruptly, hugged Jiang Xiaoqi tightly, lay on his shoulder, weeping, and said for a long time: "Thank you!"

At this moment, Jiang Xiaoqi felt... years of hard work... well, it was worth it!

...

Walking out of the reception room, Lu Shan let out a long sigh, and said, "Oh, I have taken in a couple who were childhood sweethearts, and I will have enough dog food in the future!"

Seeing that the younger brother was not in the auditorium, Zhui Ziliang looked for him, and after listening to the second half of his words, he asked, "What dog food should be kept full?"

Lu Shan smiled, walked towards Zhui Ziliang, walked to the corner, stood opposite him, and said:
"Eldest brother! There's nothing to worry about, it's just a rambunctious talk."

"Oh, by the way, big brother, do you have something to do with me?"

Zhi Ziliang pointed to the door and said, "Go out and talk."

Soon, the two arrived outside the side hall.

As soon as Lu Shan went out, a tall sycamore tree came into his eyes.

The weather in October has been a little bit cooler.

Most of the leaves on the trees were yellow and half red, and many reddish leaves fell on the ground, like a thin red carpet.

Zhi Ziliang walked under the sycamore tree, and Shengxue's white clothes contrasted with the red and yellow maple leaves.

Looking at Zhui Ziliang's back, Lu Shan always felt that there was a kind of desolate sadness in his body, as if he had lost the most precious thing in his life.

"Brother, are you alright?"

Shiraki didn't answer, but reached out to catch a slowly falling red leaf.

Lu Shan didn't ask any more questions, and sat casually on the steps at the door, the breath of magic energy flowing on his fingertips, instantly liquefied into rain, and there was a bit of cool touch.

Suddenly, Zhui Ziliang turned around and looked at Lu Shan who was sitting on the steps in a neat suit. He couldn't help thinking of the past, and asked calmly:
"Little brother, what do you think life is for?"

Lu Shan was taken aback for a moment, but he didn't expect the senior brother to have a sudden emotion in life, and asked a question of his soul.

Touching his chin, he said slowly: "Eldest senior brother, I think everyone should understand more or less the truth. It's just..."

"Tell me." Zhui Ziliang didn't ask casually, but wanted to see the ambition of the younger brother.

Lu Shan looked at the fallen leaves, and said slowly: "Everyone has their own pursuit, and everyone has their own ideals."

Afterwards, his tone became light: "It's just that the so-called pursuit and ideal are just vain extravagance in front of survival."

Zhui Ziliang's eyes were deep and dark, he sighed, and said, "Is it vain? Is it extravagant thinking?"

He was holding a half-red and half-yellow maple leaf in his hand, and abruptly, he threw it casually, and the fragile leaves were directly nailed to the tree trunk.

Then with a bang, the maple leaf shattered into dozens of pieces, and they all fell to the roots of the tree.

"maybe!"

Zhi Ziliang's sigh became longer and longer, like the silent sigh of an old man slowly stretching in the air, or like the hunched back of an old man gradually stretching under the setting sun.

Lu Shan didn't know why the elder brother's mentality changed so much, that is to say, he didn't know Zhi Ziliang's past or story.

But he clearly sensed that the senior brother might be on the verge of a breakthrough.

The breeze blew lightly.

The fallen leaves swirled in front of the tree, then turned suddenly, and floated to the foot of the tree root.

His eyes stared at the fallen leaves, and his eyes then drew a graceful curve.

For a moment, he felt a sense of clarity in his mind, as if the surroundings had become clear and quiet.

a long time.

The spine moved.

From the scabbard inlaid with gemstones, a three-foot-three-inch long sword was slowly pulled out.

He swung his long sword, and the shadows of the sword flickered.

The trajectories of the numerous sword shadows seemed to outline the phantom of an oriental blue dragon.

I don't know how long it took, the phantom gradually took shape, but the closer to the dragon's tail, the rougher and shallower it became.

...

The backyard of the Hall of Seven Sages.

Shen Zhengjing picked up his wine glass, took a sip, and sighed: "What a pity! It's almost like adding another immortal to the human race!"

(End of this chapter)