Your Highness always wants to attack me

Chapter 130 The Immortal on the Cloud (13)

Ci Jing: "..." He really shot himself in the foot.

Naturally, Ming Cen had some concerns about doing this. The powerful dead soul has not been caught yet, and it is too dangerous for him to stay by his side.

Ci Jing hated the faintly alienated smile on her face, found it dazzling and flustered.

This person has also accompanied him through countless mountains and rivers. Although he always pretends to be unreasonable, occasionally naughty, and occasionally childish, he is so lively and gentle.

I still remember back then, when the handsome woman dressed in fiery red slashed back the wolves with a sword, and the flying clothes confused the soft moonlight.

She came down holding the sword, her white and beautiful hands encircling his thin body.

Even though his body was covered with dirt and dust, there was no trace of disgust on Zhang Li's face, which was cold and frowning.

With her back facing the bright moon in the sky, the clear moonlight gently coated her with a soft color. Her bright red lips were slightly hooked, and she smiled and said: "I found you."

So, for the rest of his life, he will never forget this night.

But later, together with the years when this person was with him, it became a nightmare that tortured him almost insane.

On one side is the god with the clear wind and bright moon, and on the other is the devil with a ferocious face.

In his last life, he also wanted to ask that person countless times, why did you become such a terrifying appearance?

When I was young, I admired you and traveled thousands of miles.

All those ignorant attachments turned into hatred. In the end, all the hatred was just due to disgust and her dirty greed.

……

But now people tell me that she was not her back then, but a dead soul who occupied her body.

Tell yourself that she hasn't changed and she still cares about him.

And the fact... seems to be the case.

So what should he do?
So how can he let go of all the hatred he had for her?Where to go?
When he thought that he had killed her himself, a biting chill quickly spread throughout his body, and even the blood was about to freeze.

Now that she can wake up, does it mean that her soul was also in that body at that time?

When the sword stabbed down, would she also be in pain?
... Would you hate yourself for killing her?

Thinking of these, suffocation-like pain flooded in like a tide.

How to do?
What should I do to get back to you?

.........

a long time.

"Immortal Lord, disciple...is willing."

"Huh?" Ming Cen came back to his senses and asked, "What do you want?"

The young man's thick eyelashes trembled, and the corners of his eyes were slightly red: "I want to be your apprentice."

Mingcen was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "It's okay, you're not forcing yourself for me, I'm measured."

Ci mirror: "..."

"Have you really forgotten?" Cijing looked at the cold and cold Immortal Lord in white, her delicate eyebrows gradually overlapped with her in her long memory, "It was you who said that if a disciple can enter the Sword Sect, you will accept him as a disciple. of."

The young man looked attentive, and his phoenix eyes were as deep as a deep pool, reflecting his own appearance.

Mingcen pursed his lips, and after a long while, with the young man's increasingly silent expression, he slowly said, "I'm sorry."

"I really don't remember."

The person in your eyes is not me.

After speaking, before Ci Jing could speak, Ming Cen simply turned around and left.

Looking at the figure that was drifting away, the fingertips that stopped in mid-air paused, and the knuckles slowly curled up.

The tall and straight young man stood quietly on the spot, and the wind blew by, rolling up his gilded imperial robes, making him look extraordinarily lonely.

It seemed that her cool touch still remained on the wrist, and the calloused fingertips stroked the place she touched, and the lips of the young man with delicate features curved.

It doesn't matter, those good memories and painful past, I just remember.

I failed to recognize you, I lost you first.

So...it doesn't matter if you don't want me anymore.

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"..." Ming Cen looked at the elder brother who was smiling like an aunt, and twitched his mouth fiercely, "...Let me teach?"

Jin Muyi: "Yes."^_^
Ming Cen: "Can I...can I refuse?"

Jin Muyi smiled: "That's not possible^^, because you haven't gone to teach the disciples for 730 days. Logically speaking, the five of us have to teach at least three days a month, but in the past two years, Xiaowu, you have not taught at all You have never been to the teaching hall, so you owe the teacher 72 lessons, a total of 140 hours."

Ming Cen felt that his mood was not very beautiful: "But it's not me who has been controlling my body in the past two years, so why should the debt owed by the person who took the body be charged to me? And aren't the other brothers and sisters practicing outside? How come they Don’t you need to teach?”

Jin Muyi was unmoved: "You can understand it as repaying debts."

The previous debt is now repaid.

Ming Cen: "..." Hehe.

Jin Muyi: "And who said Qian Shui and the others didn't come back to class? They would go back to the sect to teach for three days every month before leaving."

Ming Cen: "..." Then should I praise them for their conscientiousness?
"So." Jin Muyi smiled, "Xiao Wu, you... have to make up the lessons you owe."

Ming Cen: "..."

I think you're actually trying to say—

You, a person who doesn't even leave the sect, still have the nerve to renege on your debt? ?

An hour later, Ming's character design was all based on guesswork, and his mind was blank. Cen was carried to the teaching hall by Jin Muyi without any preparation, and stared at a group of disciples.

In the past two years, "Ming Cen" seldom appeared in front of his disciples because of his injuries and fear of being discovered that his shell had changed.

But no matter how Xiangsui Xianjun does not go out of the gate, as a swordsman genius who was once famous in the cultivation world, even if his cultivation base is not as good as before, he still has a very high popularity among the disciples of the sword sect.

So, when she appeared at the door of the teaching hall in her iconic tulle white dress.The previously noisy room fell silent for a moment, and then another louder exclamation erupted.

"Oh my God, is that Xiangsui Immortal Lord??"

"Isn't it the Immortal Xiangsui who is teaching today?!"

"Wow! No way, no way? In my lifetime, I can actually attend Xiangsui Xianjun's class. This life is enough!!!"

The disciples were obviously very excited, but when Ming Cen stood on the stage, his cold gaze swept across like this lightly, and the place below was as quiet as a chicken.

All the disciples: "..."

Mom, I'm a little scared qaq.

Ming Cen glanced around seemingly steadily, and was caught off guard by a familiar sight.

Ming Cen: "..."

What did she say to others before she walked away an hour ago?

Oh, I remembered.

I will keep my distance from you.

Ming Cen: ...

Looking at the distance of less than two meters, Ming Cen felt that his credibility was at stake.

When Ming Cen just appeared outside the teaching hall, Ci Jing noticed that his face, which was so cold that it was about to freeze, instantly turned into spring flowers, and the joy in his phoenix eyes couldn't be hidden no matter what.

When meeting Ming Cen's eyes in mid-air, the boy's well-shaped lips curved, revealing a very bright smile.

　Thank you for the positive and enterprising classmate Xiao Zhang, "Undyed", and chy for the recommendation tickets ^^
　　Thank you, Mo Shang, for your lovely reward~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)