There Are Always Rebels Who Want to Deceive Their Teachers and Despise Their Ancestors

Ye Danqing felt like a stick in his throat, and instinctively wanted to keep him, "Is it really okay for you to leave like this? The heart from the future you..."

"She, or me, thought it would be enough to see you one last time...I didn't have the courage to go to you...I still saw you...satisfied."

Yun Ruoyao suddenly knelt on the ground and kowtowed heavily, "Master, I'm sorry, I was too willful in my previous life to hurt you so deeply."

Otherwise, you will not hesitate to give up everything and go back to the time before you met.

"Ruoyao, I..."

Ye Danqing watched her lonely back gradually blur, his heart was suddenly occupied by fear, subconsciously stretched out his hand to keep her...

At first, there is only nothingness.

That girl who was always as timid as a little hamster, her fragile and delicate body melted into the void, leaving only a heart-wrenching farewell:

"Master. Thank you for your love and devotion to me... I am sorry for hurting you... I am very happy to see you again...

farewell. "

(I still couldn't hold it back, and added another chapter... I should understand the question of accepting apprentices now)

Chapter 10 Be Willful, Uncle Tang

She sent messages for thousands of years, not to renew her relationship, she just wanted to see him again.

From now on, I hope we will never see each other again.

Ye Danqing had already made preparations to face the traitors' various acts of "jockey and contemptuous ancestors", and gradually became familiar with this kind of life during the continuous attacks of Luo Yanyu and Liu Mengxi.

He never expected that the reunion between himself and second child Yun Ruoyao would have such a result... After she apologized and kowtowed, she gave up everything and ran away.

During the short conversation with Yun Ruoyao, he understood: During those dark years, he was not the only one who was hurt; the rebels didn't all have the same idea.

At least, Yun Ruoyao was repenting for the mistakes she had made, and had resolutely made up for it by leaving.

but……

Her departure didn't make Ye Danqing's mood any easier, even in the slightest.

Yun Ruoyao's words and departure deeply touched Ye Danqing's heart.The idea he has been insisting on has been shaken; he has also begun to feel confused about the future path.

Eight sufferings in life: birth, old age, sickness, death, not getting what you want, meeting with hatred and hatred, parting from love, and the prosperity of the five yins.

Even if the reincarnation of the two lives can overcome "birth, old age, sickness, and death", it can't get out of the torment of "not getting what you want, meeting with hatred, and parting with love".

At the beginning, I planned to pass "Tai Shang Wang Qing" to Yan Yu; now that I think about it, the person who should practice "Tai Shang Wang Qing" is myself.

[If I am ruthless, no one will suffer because of it? ]

Ye Danqing looked at the two demonic blood moons in the sky, and laughed at himself, "It would be nice if I were a cold and heartless person."

"Dan Qing..."

The words were cold and gentle calling, accompanied by the cool little hand lightly pressing the back of his hand on the ground, like a ray of sunshine in the cold winter.

He turned his head and saw Tang Yanran sitting beside him at some point, with a shy and concerned look on her holy and elegant face...

For example, winter plums that "open in the cold alone, for the faint fragrance" in December, bloom into lotus flowers that "come out of the mud but not stained, clean and clear but not demonic" in July.

He is lucky to have her in the world.

"Uncle Tang..."

Ye Danqing stared at her in a daze, she, who was ashamed and tender like water, was beating her heart that was about to become lonely.

The world seemed to come alive again.

"I don't know what happened; but, I will be with you." Tang Yanran smiled gently.

Her slender hand covering the back of Ye Danqing's hand was tense and hard because of shyness, but then tried to relax, so as not to hurt him with her nails.

"Ah."

Ye Danqing turned his head in embarrassment, a warm smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his tone became a little lighter, "Thank you for your care and company all these years."

"Ah... um."

Feeling the warmth on the back of his hand, Tang Yanran withdrew her hand and folded it on her slender jade legs like an electric shock, rubbing/rubbing her slender and fair fingers uneasily.

He looked at the dim sky again, without speaking.

She sat beside him quietly, and a group of moon whites fluttered in the wind, surrounding him, silently accompanying him.

it is more than words.

The lifeless Netherworld is desolate and silent, without any beautiful scenery.

He is the magnificent scenery in her eyes, and she will never get tired of seeing the endless world; she is the harbor of his wandering soul, just sitting together makes him feel at ease.

[Perhaps it would be nice for us to just sit together like this till the end of the world and not care about anything else. ] The two heartbeats are gradually the same frequency, and the same thought emerges.

The worry caused by Yun Ruoyao's sudden departure was gradually suppressed by Ye Danqing.

"Uncle Tang. I will find a way to send you back to the Immortal Cultivation Realm." He tried to be relaxed... After that, I will go find Ruoyao.

I need to ask her about some things; otherwise, I don't know how to go on in the future.

This stinky girl said so many words that disturbed my will, so she just ran away.

But you have to apologize like me.

"..."

[I don't want to go back... I don't want to go back alone... But, it's better for me to go back. ] Tang Yanran's tender jade hands subconsciously clenched the skirt of her skirt, forcing herself to open her red lips, and replied: "Mmm...Danqing, please."

"Master Tang is living in the Netherworld because of me." Ye Danqing said apologetically, "I sent you back to the world of cultivating immortals, but I just made up for it."

Tang Yanran shook her head while her waist-length hair was swaying, and said apologetically, "The reason why I am in this situation is that I am too self-willed."

"Uncle Tang is self-willed once in a while, it's not bad." Ye Danqing stretched out his hand, wanting to touch her head as comfort, but finally retracted, "Uncle Tang, don't need to suppress yourself."

Tang Yanran's heart trembled, and she turned her head shyly, "I...I am your uncle...the head of Qiongming Peak...the master of many people...how can I be willful?"

"Why not?" Ye Danqing spoke earnestly, "Isn't Master Tang also a woman? Other women can be capricious, but for no reason Master Tang can't."

"I..." Tang Yanran's heart trembled, and she smiled shyly, "Then can I... be willful again?"

"Yeah." Seeing her shy appearance, Ye Danqing couldn't help but want to tease that holy and elegant [Goddess Qiongming], "Uncle Tang can even act like a baby to me."

"It's just... I won't act like a baby." Tang Yanran said coquettishly, her fair and flawless cheeks becoming more and more rosy.

The holy and elegant Goddess Qiong Ming rarely showed the posture of her little daughter, and she became more and more charming.

[Is this the real Master Tang? ] Ye Danqing's heartbeat slowed down by half a beat, and he was a little crazy watching it for a while.

[I lose my temper. ] Tang Yanran noticed Ye Danqing's strange gaze, and felt annoyed in her heart.

Under her shyness, she tried her best to reshape the image of [Fairy Qing Leng], "Just now... I just thought I was joking, and I can't take it seriously."

If you are kind.

Then I'm welcome.

"..."

"what."

Ye Danqing came back to his senses, touched his nose in embarrassment, "I will not break my promise. If Mr. Tang wants to be willful with me, he can do it anytime."

"Is it really possible?"

Tang Yanran's bright eyes bloomed like a little girl's expectation, and she tried her best to maintain a reserved image, her tone seemed a little stiff, "This...isn't that good? I'm your uncle."

"Uncle Tang has already said that; just pretend I didn't say what I said before..." Ye Danqing pretended to sigh, and made a gesture to get up and leave.

Suddenly, he felt the pulling force from the skirt, and lowered his head to face those trembling, pitiful eyes.

"Danqing. Then I'll be self-willed once... just once... okay?" Tang Yanran begged in a low voice.

Ye Danqing couldn't help laughing, sat back slowly, nodded and said: "Okay, it's all up to you."

"En." Tang Yanran's white index finger hooked her hair behind her ears, and then gathered courage in this short period of time.

She pursed her thin lips and hesitated for a moment, then mustered up her courage amidst the ups and downs of her breasts, and asked: "In the future...can you...don't call me Master Tang anymore? It feels like the distance is so far away."

"Uh……"

Chapter 11 Schrödinger's Cat

Tang Yanran finally mustered up the courage to make a small request, but Ye Danqing couldn't bear to refuse, but made a difficult...

I don't call you Uncle Tang, so what should I call you?

Tang Yanran?

Isn't this way of addressing him more formal than "Uncle Tang"?

Uncle?This simply removes the surname, not much different from the original.

Could it be that I want to call you "Yan Ran" affectionately? "Yan Yan"? "Little Yanyan"? "Ran Ran"?

……

[I'm thinking about a hammer! ] Ye Danqing was so ashamed and annoyed that she wanted to punch herself, and she was even more afraid to look at Tang Yanran who was so close.

Shame!

Tang Yanran on the side, after asking Ye Danqing to change her name, was so ashamed that she covered her face with her small hands and buried her head on her knees, like an ostrich.

What am I asking for?

This is more than capricious?It's just too capricious, right?

Danqing will definitely feel sorry for my unreasonable demands.

Woo... am I stupid?

In fact, it's not impossible for him to call me Uncle Tang... Why should I be so entangled in a title... But, I just want to be closer to him.

Danqing's request made me self-willed once.It can't be my fault, can it?

What will Danqing call me?

Smile?