Your Highness always wants to attack me

Chapter 158 The Immortal on the Cloud (41)

"But, now my sister doesn't understand the prince's mind anymore." Ming Cen took a sip of tea, moistened his throat, and continued.

"Tell me, if he is pleasing to the Goddess, why would he break his soul and go back to purify her devilish energy?" Ming Cen threw out the questions one after another, "He also helped her find her brother, even her own Give her all of the soul?"

This man really dared to do anything, even dared to give his soul to others.

The boy's long eyelashes drooped down, and he asked, "Master, do you feel uncomfortable?"

Mingcen was stunned: "...What?"

"Master feels uncomfortable when the prince helps my sister like this, right?" Ci Jing hit the nail on the head and said slowly, "Because I don't know whether he is out of use or out of sincerity."

Ming Cen was silent for a while, then suddenly smiled: "Yes, I don't seem to understand him at all from the beginning to the end."

"Maybe he doesn't like Goddess anymore, what about him before?"

"If he wanted to coerce his younger sister into handing over Bingyuan, then it would be understandable for him to save his elder brother, but he had nothing to ask for."

"Since my younger sister has guarded Xuanmo with my elder brother for more than three hundred years, I don't doubt that the prince will save me because of her meritorious deeds." Ming Cen sat there for a long time, couldn't help but move, and changed Sit down and continue talking.

"But the merits obviously can't bear the prince's behavior of removing the devil's energy for his sister for many years. Since he practiced the law according to the way of heaven, the first rescue is enough."

"The only thing that can convince me is that the prince later fell in love with my sister's ice yuan. After all, didn't the father of the goddess also say that if he can offer ice yuan, he will fulfill them?"

The expression on Ming Cen's face is still careless, he really looks like a gentleman who is talking about books in a restaurant: "Now I let my sister know that this person has a soul in her body, and the soul is like our monk's Yuan Dan. Half a point is a big deal, let alone splitting it out."

The soul of God is divided into Xuanhun and Yuanhun, and Xuanhu is used to protect Yuan.

It was Xuanhun who Rong Fu shattered.

The mysterious soul enters a different body, which can suppress the devil's energy.

If the soul is divided, it can not only suppress the devil energy, but also extradite the pain.

In other words, if she was injured, [-]% of her would be extradited to Rong Fu.

If she dies, the two of them will walk side by side on the road to hell.

But if something happened to Rong Fu, she would not be implicated.

Ming Cen smiled, took a sip of tea, and the bitter taste instantly spread in his mouth.

What should be on her is Rong Fu's mysterious soul, which can suppress her devilish energy from time to time.

How could this man give himself such an important thing?

Ming Cen stared at the girl playing the flute in front of him, the noise was very penetrating, and hit the boy's heart directly: "Do you think he did this out of pity because he wanted to take the girl's ice yuan, or did he see clearly? Where is the apology born after the ugly face of the loved one?"

Asking her for everything and giving her everything, what is she to this high god?
If he gave it, would she accept it gratefully?

Ci Jing... tell me, why?
To treat me so cruelly?

"What the master thinks is not the same as the disciple." The young man stroked the safety rope with his own body temperature on his wrist with his slender fingers, and said in a gentle voice, "The master only said what you think, even if you ask questions, But I already have the answer in my heart. It would be superfluous to ask my disciples again."

"The previous disciple was just like the younger sister in this story. In the last life, I was concerned about you because I was saved by the master. I have been with you for several years, and... I have a secret love for the master, but because of the mutual relationship There is a huge disparity in their identities and they dare not speak out.”

Ci Jing looked at the woman in red at the side with a gentle expression: "After joining Jianzong, he was tortured countless times by Hua Hanshuang who occupied the master's body, and all the attachments in his youth were worn out. He has become a fierce enemy."

"But the disciple came back again, which made me discover the other side of the so-called painful things in the previous life. It's not that the master has changed, but that person is not you."

Ci Jing paused for a moment, then said: "I feel that Master is just like me back then. I only saw one side of this story, but the really important other side was ignored by Master."

Ming Cen's lips curled up slightly, and his face finally changed: "Are you saying that I'm blind?"

"Disciple just thinks that Master can finish listening to this story first, maybe in the second part of the story, you will have the answer you want." Ci Jing smiled extraordinarily cutely.

"Besides, this is just a story, why is Master so persistent?"

Ming Cen was stunned for a while, but he really laughed: "What, are you trying to trick me?"

She raised her eyebrows, and a dim light flashed across her amber eyes: "Okay, I'll ask you again, if the prince in this story is you, and the younger sister is me."

"Tell me, what exactly do you want to do?"

These words couldn't be more straightforward, and the boy's figure froze immediately.

Ming Cen didn't hide anything, and was very frank: "Don't think about so many other things, I only thought of them today, otherwise I wouldn't come here to relax."

For a while, both of them fell silent, only the moving song still echoed in the room endlessly.

a long time.

The handsome young man sighed slightly, and looked at Ming Cen: "Then maybe my experience in these two lives is telling you to see the other side."

"I can't deny his fault. As for why he did this, I can't give you the answer you want."

"I don't know who the prince likes."

The young man leaned over slowly, and the black hair on his shoulders slid down with his movements, hanging unsteadily in front of him, but it seemed to fall on Ming Cen's heart.

"But the only thing I can be sure of and have no doubt about is."

The phoenix eyes as deep as a deep pool looked at Ming Cen steadily, as if there were stars falling in his eyes.

"I am pleased with you."

"Ci Jing loves Ming Cen."

The only me in this life is you.

Ming Cen's pupils constricted suddenly, this sudden confession caused her heart to heat up, beating heavily, and her chest trembled slightly.

When the heat faded from his body, Ming Cen smiled until the frost and snow between his brows melted: "I'm afraid... even the Tao was broken by you."

She suddenly picked up the wine jug that had not been touched by anyone, raised her head and poured it into her mouth, her movements were willful and flamboyant, as if she had escaped all the shackles.

"Master, you will get drunk if you drink like this!" Ci Jing was about to take the jug from Ming Cen's hand, but she grabbed her wrist, and immediately smelled the familiar cold fragrance of cedar.

There was a warm touch on her lips, and the mellow wine was passed through her lips, clumsily latching onto his softness, unwilling to let go.

The wine that was too late to be swallowed by Ci Jing flowed down the corner of the red mouth, soaking the young man's spotless white robe.

(End of this chapter)