After completing level 1, Tiandao wants to hire me as CEO?

right?

status?

Cultivation?

But what I want is your love.

Even if it's superficial, physical love, you won't give it to me, right?

Lou Xingzhou closed his eyes, but his back was still straight, like the roaring green bamboo nearby.

The former Lou Xingzhou was not a passionate person, he preferred spiritual happiness and spiritual resonance.

That kind of spiritual compatibility, the heart-pounding joy, and the heaviness that lasts for thousands of years are what he pursues.

Once, he thought his master was such a person.

She is the soul mate he pursues and the lover he will spend his whole life with.

She took him to see the world outside the wind and snow, learn what survival is, master how to live, feel what throbbing is, and experience the taste of clouds and rain.

She gave him a complete life, a life of flesh and blood as a human being.

It is not the lotus that has been in Guyun Mountain for thousands of years and can only understand the sound of wind.

The extreme entanglement of sweat and flesh, the hot and exaggerated emotions, and the rough breathing that was completely different from usual, were not the elegance and romance he liked.

But people always change.

Master has changed.

When her wholehearted preference for him since childhood became an illusion, he found that his heart was pitifully empty.

He was raised by Master's love, and her love has already infiltrated everything in him and his life.

Just like the pool of water in Guyun Mountain, it is the source of the creation of the Immortal Lotus. Without the intervention of external forces, he can never leave it.

If you force yourself to leave, you will die!

Without that kind of deep love, he can only absorb even a little bit of exaggerated love through physical carnival.

That was his only strength to survive.

The longer Lou Xingzhou was ignored by his master, the more he realized that he had become his master's accessory or patient.

She can leave, but he can't.

*

Xiaoxiang Bamboo Valley is located in Yuezhao Mountain, close to Luofu Mountain.

The water system in that area is crisscrossed with tributaries, the water vapor is very heavy, and violent storms are common.

In the evening of autumn night, rumbles of thunder sounded in the sky, and thick water vapor condensed into large dark clouds.

Not long after, the heavy rain poured down, turning Lou Xingzhou, who was kneeling unmoved, into a soaked chicken.

The heavy rain washed away his hair crown, and made his fresh and elegant robe cling to his body in wrinkles.

He was extremely embarrassed.

The immortal lotus, which is not stained by dust and is extremely pure, is finally covered in mud and becomes ugly because of love.

Xie Qingyun had not softened his heart for a long time. Looking at the desolate appearance of the man in the book of rules, a long-lost compassion arose in his heart.

"Master, what are you thinking about? You are absent-minded."

Shen Junlin had just finished studying the sacrificial ceremony and sat down next to Xie Qingyun skillfully.

The two of them are very close to each other, and if their movements are slightly larger, there will be physical contact.

When the woman didn't answer, Shen Junlin said softly:

"Master, I'm so tired, can I rely on you?"

He lay down on his side on the low couch, resting his head on the woman's thigh, smelling the cold fragrance of the master, and squinted his eyes comfortably.

The relationship between master and disciple was already very close, he just wanted to get closer.

Xie Qingyun stared at Lou Xingzhou in the light curtain and put the tea cup to Shen Junlin's mouth.

"Lin'er, drink."

The smell of alcohol hit my face, and I felt dizzy just by smelling it.

Shen Junlin hardly drank, but at this moment he opened his mouth and drank without hesitation.

The drunkenness and pure spiritual energy spread throughout his body, making him close his eyes involuntarily.

Xie Qingyun's wine is all high-quality wine, and a small sip can benefit people of medium and low levels of cultivation.

She moved the drunk Shen Junlin to the short couch and covered him with a cloak. When she got up, she was pulled by her sleeves.

"Master, don't leave..."

She sat back again and patted his chest like a child.

"Okay, okay, Master won't leave."

In Shen Junlin's case, she plays the role of a gentle and considerate master, and they play the script of a mutual crush.

It has been raining heavily in Yuezhao Mountain for several days. Lou Xingzhou's back was straightened, his hands were placed on his thighs, and he knelt seriously, motionless.

He never admitted his mistake, never begged for mercy, and never explained anything.

She asked him to kneel, so he did.

Yuezhao Mountain belongs to the core of the inner sect, and Xie Qingyun did not arrange for the disciples of the inner sect of Yueyue Peak to be recruited here.

Therefore, Feiniao Pavilion is inaccessible, and almost no one will see Lou Xingzhou's embarrassment. Compared with the trajectory of the original plot, she still saved him face.

The space fluctuates, and an umbrella appears above the head.

Lou Xingzhou didn't react at all, because the person coming was not Master.

Jiang Weimian lectured in an exaggerated tone:

"Zhou'er, what are you doing here kneeling in such a heavy rain? If you don't get up quickly, what should you do if you get sick?

Did your master punish you? I'll go tell her, hasn't she always doted on you, why is she suddenly so harsh on you? "

Lou Xingzhou opened his eyes and stared at the turbulent sea of ​​bamboo below.

"Uncle Master, please go. It's me who made Master unhappy. She deserves to punish me."

"Is there any unsolvable misunderstanding between master and disciple? Come, come back with me, have a good talk with your master, and just admit your mistake. Why kneel here to fight with yourself?"

Jiang Weimian reached out to help him, but Lou Xingzhou dodged him.

"You kid, why are you acting like this? I think you should stop calling me Xingzhou, just call me Xingzhou!"

"Thank you, uncle, for the name."

Lou Xingzhou insisted on kneeling as punishment, so Jiang Weimian had no choice but to leave.

Jiang Weimian was called there by Xie Qingyun. Hearing that he was going to act in a play, the senior fellow apprentice was very happy.

But it's a pity that Lou Xingzhou's Taizhou axis left Jiang Weimian nowhere to use it. He also wanted to take the opportunity to scold Xie Qingyun for being so heartless!

He travels all over the world day by day, and if he doesn't come back to accompany him, a lonely old man, that's all, and he even assigns him a job!

Really!

Children are debts!

"Xiaoyun, did you see that your senior brother's acting skills are very good? Did he express the feeling of hating iron but not steel?

Did the senior brother still have a hint of anger hidden in that tug? "

Xie Qingyun's mouth twitched when he connected to his senior brother's communication.

"Speaking of which, Xiaoyun, what new tricks are you playing? After abusing your heart, you are now abusing your body, right? Oh, you are indeed a young man! You have a good body and bones!"

"Senior brother, what you said is so good. Can you please stop saying it next time?"

"Hey, you little heartless person, do you know this is called killing the donkey?

Senior brother, I put aside the heavy sect affairs and took the time to come and do things for you. Is it easy? I, you actually have such an attitude? It hurts my heart so much!

If you don’t accompany me to Weihai to fish for three days, it will be unfair! Believe it or not, the next time I tell Ling Xiao, special matters must have the seal of the sect leader? "

"Brother, are you threatening me?"

"Hey, how about I just threatened you? Just tell me if I threatened you?"

Xie Qingyun raised his forehead, why is senior brother becoming more and more childish?

"Okay, just go!"