Master does not ride a dragon

So, it's no wonder that Joaquin took care of Sikong Hu like this.Joaquin may feel that sooner or later he will take over Lu Ju's class, and like Lu Ju, he will dry up the past on Danqing Cliff.

Joaquin sympathized with him, and also sympathized with Lu Ju.

This time Sikong Hu was not angry, because the master was indeed regrettable—however you looked at it, it was regrettable, and he was concerned about sentient beings and worried, and there was a person hidden in his heart who would never come back.

After another half hour, Sikong Hu said, "Can I touch it?"

Joaquin acquiesced, watching the boy in black's hand approach the lotus petals and dangling tassels, stopped again, and finally withdrew his hand.

Sikong Hu walked out of the cramped room and stood outside the door for a while.

He heard the maid in the room softly comforting, Joaquin said: "...I want to touch but dare not touch, I thought only a tyrant would do that..."

After Sikong Hu stayed on the main peak for so long, the sky became dark again.

He walked back to Danqing Cliff, the mountain wall was steep, the bottom of the mountain was green bamboo forest, and the mountainside was red maple like fire.

He stood still, and suddenly remembered that in another month, it would be Zhongqiu.

What happened in the dream didn't happen, but the injustice from the previous life came to ask for his life.

The effect of the ointment didn't last long, and my hands became more and more painful.

He climbed up to the top of the mountain step by step, and when he walked up to the last step, he saw the purple magnolia tree, covering the top of the mountain like a cloud that lingered for years.

Sikong Hu wiped his eyes with his sleeve, suddenly he didn't want to leave, so he sat on the steps with his back to Danqingya.

The clouds are orange, red, golden and purple, and the sunset flies to the sea and sky, and then to the west. Finally, the golden crow falls to the ground and the bright moon rises.

The most beautiful moon he has ever seen was the night in Qianqiu Town, when the master stood on the bank of the river, and the sky lanterns filled the river were floating quietly.

But the master can no longer go back to Baitouya, and can no longer leave this world.

Therefore, the master does not want him to worship in Shushan, and the master does not want him to experience the same thing, which shows that the master also knows that such a life is not worth enviing.

But is this world worth it?Why is Master willing?

Sikong Hu didn't know how long he sat there, when it was completely dark, someone poked his shoulder.

Seeing that he didn't look back, Huo Ling turned around and was dumbfounded, "Sikong, why are you crying? Who bullied you?"

Sikong Hu didn't speak.

The fire bell stomped and ran away.

Si Ge didn't move, looked carefully at the tears on Sikong Hu's face, and said sympathetically, "Kicked by a girl? You have a lot of experience, boy."

Sikong Hu seemed to have never heard of it.

Until the master hurried over, he bent down and asked, "Ahu?"

It was only when Sikong Hu raised his head that he saw Master's anxious face.

This person is so good-looking, but also so deceptive.

God knows what demon Sikong Hu possessed, and he was deceived by his master willingly.

Master asked again, "Why are you crying? Did someone say something about you?"

Only then did Sikong Hu realize that his face was wet and cold, he wiped away his tears and said vaguely: "It hurts."

The master saw clearly that his hands were full of blood blisters, and was startled. He squatted down and looked at it for a while, then frowned and said, "Si Ge, get the medicine."

Si Ge and Huo Ling went to get the ointment, Sikong Hu wiped his tears again, took out the ointment bottle given by Joaquin from his waist, and said in a low voice, "I have it."

Master took the medicine bottle, opened it, put a little on his fingertips, and said, "Since there is one, why don't you put it on?"

Sikong Hu said again: "Master."

Master raised his head, "Huh?"

Master's eyes were as bright as ice beads frozen in porcelain, and as beautiful and ethereal as orange-red sky lanterns floating in the night sky.

Sikong Hu looked more and more sad, but he couldn't let Master know why he was sad, so he had to say again: "It hurts."

The master frowned, seemingly at a loss, suddenly leaned over, blew lightly on the back of his blood-bubbled hand, and said, "Huhu, it hurts so much."

Sikong Hu was taken aback.

When he was a child, he ran and jumped on the Baitou Cliff, and he often bumped into it. At that time, the master probably didn't know how to take care of the children. He hugged Sikong Hu who was crying, and there was only one sentence back and forth: "Huhu, fly away in pain."

Naturally, it was Sikong Hu who took care of the master later on, so this sentence was not often heard.

But now the situation is unique, the master said "huhu" to the 17-year-old Sikong Hu?Still "flying in pain"?

Master and Sikong Hu looked at each other for a while, feeling embarrassed, funny and ashamed.

Sikong Hu was the first to speak out, with tears all over his face, the corner of his mouth suddenly turned up, "Pfft."

The master's face was red up to the ears, but he didn't dare to loosen Sikong Hu's wrist in his hand, so he could only let his blushing turn red.

Si Ge and Huo Ling ran back with the medicine, only to see the master holding Sikong Hu's wrist from a distance, suddenly stood up, and said anxiously: "You, you went down the mountain privately, and the master hasn't punished you yet, how dare you?" The Laugher—”

Sikong Hu laughed so hard that his shoulders couldn't stop shaking, his face turned into a scallion roll, and he said, "It hurts."

Only then did the master realize that he was pulling Sikong Hu's wrist, and quickly squatted down again.This set of actions can be said to be at a loss, and finally he had to sigh helplessly, "Ahu, come with me."

Sikong Hu stood up obediently and followed his master to the top of the mountain.

The master carefully took the ointment and applied it to his palm, and then asked, "Have you soaked it in cold water? If you soaked it, there won't be so many blood blisters."

Sikong Hu answered honestly: "The wife of the sect leader has already been soaked, but after soaking for a while, she took it out."

Lu Ju shook his head, a smile appeared on his lips, "Ms. Mistress doesn't know how to take care of children. She is very fierce. Back then she used the dragon horn that was taken from Jiaolong's body... Forget it, does it still hurt?"

Sikong Hu really wanted to hear what Master said, but unexpectedly, he leaned forward and asked softly: "Master, why are you willing?"

The young man's breath brushed against his cheek, Lu Ju raised his head naturally, and found that Sikong Hu was very close.He frowned, pressed Sikong Hu's eyebrows and pushed him back, "Why do you want to?"

Sikong Hu said: "I am willing to stay in Danqingya like this."

Lu Ju was silent for a while, and then explained: "Ahu, you don't have to worry, Master will definitely not allow you to worship in Shu Mountain. When you grow up, go down the mountain as much as you want—"

Sikong Hu shook his head mysteriously, "No, Master, I will be there wherever you are. I mean, why do you want to stay at Danqingya for the rest of your life?"

Lu Ju was silent for a long time this time, then lowered his head again to apply the medicine for him, and after a while he said, "Ah Hu, man is a created thing, just like this, he was thrown into the world, going back and forth between life and death. Just by being created, he is a walking corpse." You have to create the world before you can be a human being."

He leaned over and blew on Sikong Hu's palm, put away the ointment bottle, rubbed the top of Sikong Hu's head with the back of his hand, and said softly, "You will understand when you grow up."

Sikong Hu was most afraid of the phrase "wait until you grow up", and always said it as if he was a five-year-old child without distinction.

He held his chin with his left hand and stood there in a daze under the magnolia tree.

It was rare for Sikong Hu to show such a childish expression recently, and Lu Ju didn't move for a while, and sat under the tree too.

As the night rose and the moon came flying, the magnolia flower fell off again with a "click", which happened to hit Lu Ju's shoulder and fell to the ground again.

Sikong Hu suddenly blushed, stood up and ran.

Lu Ju was bewildered, not knowing what kind of madness his apprentice had gone into, he slapped the tree trunk casually, a burst of mana was injected, and clusters of new flowers burst out.

Huoling and Sige squatted on the porch eating melon seeds from a distance, and watched the whole teacher-student conversation silently.

Huo Ling said: "What's the situation with Master and Sikong? Why does Sikong keep flirting lately?"

Si Ge said: "It can't be that they both fell in love with the same girl, right?"

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Famous Hurrah Pain Fly

Sikong Hu injured his hand, and he groaned in pain.

Master: ...Hoo hoo, fly away in pain?

Sikong Hu: ...

Master blushed up to his ears.

Sikong Hu: ... I am seventeen, I can go to hell with you.

Si Ge: What are you two doing, are you in love with the same girl?

Sikong Hu: ...you are the one who likes girls, I'll fuck you! ! ! ! ! ! !