Your Highness always wants to attack me

Chapter 151 The Immortal on the Cloud (34)

Su Kuba blinked: "...what?"

"What I mean is..." Ming Cen said, "At that time, the person who saved you was not me."

Su Gu was stunned for a moment, his pupils shrank suddenly: "No, the disciple saw you at that time, there is no way the disciple would admit his mistake."

Speaking of alchemy, Ming Cen almost clarified the matter: "I did go to Qingfeng Town, but I only stayed for half a day before going to another town. The one who stayed there was Senior Brother Yue Changli."

Ming Cen glanced at Su Gu, and continued: "At that time, in order to deceive others, Senior Brother Yue was asked to pretend to be me, and I sneaked behind the monsters, so as to cooperate with them."

"So... what you met at that time should be Senior Brother Yue who turned into me."

Seeing that Ming Cen was not joking, Su Gu was a little unsteady, and stammered, "But, but... Elder Yue, isn't he a man?"

No matter how powerful the transformation technique is, it is impossible to disguise a man as a woman.

He has been hugged before, so he is clearly a daughter!
Ci Jing suddenly said, "Elder Yue is indeed a woman."

Before Yue Changli was brought back to the sect by Zhao Ling, because of his weak fate, his family in the mortal world regarded him as a boy and raised him until he was 13 years old.

Because after joining Jianzong, she still maintained her original habits, that's why Ming Cen called her senior brother.

Moreover, Yue Changli was talkative and rigid. She wore a uniform elder's robe all year round and had a man's hair style. Although her facial features were soft and unattractive, the disciples all thought she was a man.

This was accidentally discovered by Ci Jing in his last life.

Ci Jing's words were like hitting his heart with a hammer, and Su Gu's face instantly turned paler than the patient Ming Cen: "How, how is it possible...how could it be..."

Did he really admit the wrong person?
The young man's handsome face was filled with disbelief, and he stood there helplessly.

Ci Jing on the side also kindly reminded: "You have rejected Elder Yue twice, and you have already gone far. If you run out now, you may be able to catch up with her."

Ming Cen: "..."

It will really hurt people.

"I'm sorry, Su Gu." Mingcen apologized, "You really recognized the wrong person."

Su Gu pursed his lips, bowed stiffly to her in a daze, and ran towards the door with staggering steps.

After Su Gu's figure completely disappeared from the entrance of the hall, Ming Cen stepped back unsteadily. She was seriously injured and had almost forced herself to come over. She could no longer bear it.

"Xianjun!"

Ci Jing supported Ming Cen's waist, and when he was about to put him on the seat, he fell down with her around his neck.

The young man's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly put his hand on the handle to prevent himself from touching her wound.

Seeing that Ming Cen still refused to let go, Ci Jing was helpless: "Don't make trouble, it will hurt when you touch the wound."

"You just glared at me." Mingcen gasped slightly, not forgetting to look up old accounts, "I saw it all."

Ci Jing choked, her long eyelashes drooped, and she suddenly felt aggrieved: "I thought those things...you did it with Su Gu too."

I'm afraid he's not the only one, but just one of them.

Ming Cen heard the awkwardness in his tone, and laughed angrily: "Is it my fault that you misunderstood?"

Even if she wants to be the king of the sea, she must first have a sea.

"No, it's my fault." The boy quickly smoothed his hair, bent over and rubbed her soft face, and said in a low voice, "It won't be like this next time, don't be angry, okay?"

The hair falling on the side of the neck seemed to have been kissed, and a warm touch flashed past, and the boy's arms on both sides suddenly froze.

"No one else's, only you from the beginning to the end."

The protruding Adam's apple was rolling, and the deep eyes were rippling, and he whispered softly: "Mmm."

It just so happens that I only have you.

Ming Cen let him go, calmed down the turbulent spiritual power in his body, took out the life card, and looked at the young man with gentle eyes: "Have you figured it out?"

The jasper life card shimmered, the young man lowered his eyes, and took it from Ming Cen's hand.

There is a word Ci engraved on the card, the sharp blade is just like the person, Ci Jing can't help but draw red lips: "Think about it, Master."

"That's fine." Ming Cen said with a smile, his amber eyes were shining brightly, "Little apprentice, stay by my side from now on."

This time, I caught you first.

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In the blink of an eye, three years have passed.

In addition to Xianjun Xiangsui being talked about with relish by the world for returning to the peak period of half-step transformation, her talented disciple Ci Jing also attracted countless attentions.

The 19-year-old out-of-body monk can't even compare with the Xiangsui Xianjun back then. How could such a terrifying training speed not attract attention?

But at this time, the handsome young man with a peachy face but as cold as frost in the mouth of others is sitting in front of his master's bed with a headache, trying to coax the bedridden person patiently: "Master!" , we are about to set off for Day Mountain, and if we don’t get up again, we will miss the spirit boat.”

The person on the bed moved, but just turned over, turned his back to him and fell asleep again.

Seeing this, Cijing had no choice but to lean down and prepare to pull off her quilt: "Master, I really can't sleep anymore."

After just pulling, Ming Cen suddenly rolled up the quilt together with the young man's hand, pressing it even tighter.

Ci Jing was directly pulled onto her body by this sudden movement, and all the weight was pressed down.

There was a tightness in the chest, and the feeling of suffocation quickly came up. Mingcen, who had been sleeping hazily, suddenly woke up and took a breath of air.

Ci Jing quickly raised his body, his long eyelashes like crow feathers trembling uncomfortably: "I'm sorry, did I press on your wound?"

The sword that he suffered to kill Hua Hanshuang before has not been completely cured, and many problems have been left.

Ming Cen glanced at him, and said in a low voice, "If you didn't know that you were afraid that my wound would hurt, I would have thought you had found a new way to wake me up."

It is impossible to go back to sleep, Ming Cen got out of bed, read a formula and changed his clothes.

Glancing at the handsome young man who was still sitting on the bed, he realized that he was slightly different at this time, and couldn't help raising his eyebrows, surprised: "It's so soon to reach Dzogchen."

It has to be said that Ci Jing is definitely the easiest disciple in the entire Jianzong to teach.

Ming Cen only needs to teach those skills once, and he can learn them.

In the end, she didn't need to worry about it anymore, just handed over the book like this, and she just sat aside and watched him practice.

The terrifying speed of jumping several big realms in a row in three years perfectly explained what it means to be self-taught.

Of course...it would be more perfect if Ci Jing didn't come to wake him up in the morning to supervise his practice.

Ming Cen thought.

(End of this chapter)