Master does not ride a dragon

Sikong Hu couldn't help pursing his lips into a smile, and said softly, "For example, Master also likes me like Meng Qingtong?"

Lu Ju was almost amused by him, and pressed his nose back, "Nonsense."

Wei Liang pressed his fingertips on his nose, Sikong Hu tilted his head away, his smile faded a little, and he replied seriously: "I'm not talking nonsense."

Lu Ju thought to himself, as expected, he did not teach Sikong Hu well.Sikong Hu still doesn't understand the principles of ethics in this world.

He said: "Ahu, you and I are master and disciple. Master and disciple are like father and son. One day as a teacher, one day is also a teacher and a father. One day is a disciple, and one day is a disciple and a son. The relationship between a teacher and a student should be like—— —”

Sikong Hu leaned on Lu Ju's back, leaned forward a little bit, and said a little secret to Lu Ju's ear, and breathed over the jade-white skin behind Lu Ju's ear.

He said softly, "What if I don't want to just be a master?"

If you are not a master, you are a master, so what is being a master?

Lu Ju turned over the button and didn't speak any more.He still carries Sikong Hu on his back, but his movements are much stiffer after all.

Finally, when approaching Mount Shu, Lu Ju was already thinking about his business, and he only told him: "The master will imprison you in the Yangqi Cave, but the master will rescue you. Take care of yourself. This matter cannot be mentioned again. "

Sikong Hu took good care of himself, put away his evil energy, and waited for Lu Ju for three days, and what he waited for was Lu Ju's first confession in 18 years.

The happy 17 years on Baitou Cliff is naturally irreplaceable, but Lu Jue's words "he is not a senior sister" landed on the ground, forcing Sikong Hu to scratch his heart.

He hoped that Meng Qingtong would really die as a handful of ashes that no one would remember, and he hoped that he himself was Meng Qingtong.

In Lu Ju's heart, everything in the world can be taken care of, but there is always a clear distinction between "Meng Qingtong" and "other people".

It was the first time that Sikong Hu realized that he belonged to the latter, all living beings and mediocrity, except that he could not be that person.

Naturally, Lu Ju is such a human being that every mediocre creature in the world will make him soft-hearted and compassionate, but there is no one in this world who is that person anymore.

The light in the abyss of Yangqi flickers on and off, and the silence extends infinitely.

Lu Ju looked at the young man who looked like a ferocious beast patrolling in front of him, and calmly repeated: "She is dead. Ah Hu, you are yourself."

Lu Ju's tone was too calm, and Sikong Hu suddenly stopped all his thoughts.

The face of Lu Ju in front of him is still young, but the secret consonant expression that only one person can see and understand has long since disappeared, and he is no longer a sleepy boy in Shushan.

Lu Huang has cultivated his soul for 18 years, retaining the description of the past, like tying a knot at the end of a rope in life.This excellent surface, like some kind of relics of the dead.

Ruins are ruins because there is no turning back.Lu Ju's appearance can remain before the age of 20, but since 17 years or even earlier, he is no longer a wanton teenager.

Sikong Hu will never have the chance to see the sincerity of the master's child, let alone get it, because the current Lu Ju doesn't have that kind of thing at all.

Sikong Hu's palms pressed tightly against the barrier, his voice trembled, and he repeated blankly like a ferocious beast, "I may not be myself—"

Lu Ju sighed, stretched out his right hand, and pressed it on the palm of Sikong Hu through the golden-red barrier, as if the palms were facing each other, comforting him to listen to him.

Sikong Hu really calmed down.

Lu Ju seemed to be in a hurry to leave, and said: "Someone will take you to the main peak to confront you tomorrow morning. Ah Hu, at that time, you have to tell the truth, this devilish energy is born with you, and it is the master who hid you Master teaches you the art of nourishing your soul."

Sikong Hu was silent, staring at his and Lu Ju's palms that seemed to be facing each other.

Lu Ju continued: "Ahu, you have to be obedient. Master will definitely protect you."

"Since the devilish energy can't be hidden now, then you don't need to deliberately restrain the devilish energy in the cave, it doesn't matter."

Both palms are big, but the inner one has more slender muscles and bones, and the outer one is very powerful. It is only seen from the side that the wrist bones are extremely thin.

There was a two-finger-thick barrier between his palms, Sikong Hu looked at it for a while, then withdrew his hand, sat back on the ground, crossed his knees and closed his eyes again.

Stimulated by the method of nourishing the soul, the demonic energy was restrained back into the body, and the pale meridians turned red again.

It must be pain, his lips turned white, but there was no sign of pain on Sikong Hu's face.

Lu Ju stood outside the barrier for a while, almost staring at the people in the barrier in a daze.

Everyone in the world knows that the demonic energy is pouring on him, and everyone knows that he may become a demon in the next moment.

But Sikong Hu didn't believe in fate, he knew it was useless, so he wanted to hide it, no matter how painful it was, he would hide it.

Only in this way can it prove that he is unwilling to fall into the devil's way, and can prove that he is qualified to stand shoulder to shoulder with Lu Ju.

Longing is between the teeth, suffering is a pilgrimage.Knowing that there are tigers in the mountains, I want to practice asceticism in them.

——Two days ago, Sikong Hu was full.

It was the first time that Sikong Hu didn't spend his birthday with Lu Ju, the first time he blatantly resisted his master's order, the first time he was disobedient, and the first time he protested like an adult.

Sikong Hu was bolder than he imagined, and the strong affection of young people made Lu Ju feel strange.

In the past few days, he was traveling in various peaks, and when he took time out of his busy schedule to think of Sikong Hu's confession on his back, his hairs still stood on end.

After much deliberation, after all, it is unacceptable, and there is nothing to do.

Lu Ju shuffled to the entrance of the cave, where Chi Shuhuan was looking up at the moon.

On August [-]th, the gibbous moon is half-flanked, the moon faces east, and is hanging in the sky.

Suddenly, Chi Shuhuan said, "The moon is sixteen on the fifteenth day."

Sikong Hu's birthday had a fuller moon than the previous day.

Lu Ju paused for a while, then said, "Junior brother."

Chi Shuhuan shrugged his shoulders, sat down on the long steps, straightened his long legs, stretched his waist and said, "Brother, you've lost weight these days. It's rare that you're free today, so sit down and have a rest."

Lu Ju: ...

In fact, the matter of the awakening of Qu Jiaolong in Wanguiquan has been investigated back and forth for three days, and it has now come to an end.

Tonight, the head and the elders are at the main peak, checking the evidence for the last time, the most important of which are the Huo Wanli Knife and the Yukang Crossbow.

The origin of Throwing Fire Wanli Knife is clear, no one would suspect that Joaquin was carrying private goods; but Yu Kangnu was not so lucky.

Although the fire bell is just a small monster with heavy thunder and little rain, it is formed from dragon scales after all. It has lived on the crossbow for many years, and Yukang Nu has also been contaminated with a lot of demonic energy.

If the elders think that Yukangnu and Huoling are not trustworthy this time, they will probably destroy and refine Huoling and Yukang tomorrow.

After all, it was Lu Ju who they really no longer trusted.

Therefore, Lu Ju came to Danqingya tonight, saying it was to relax, but to avoid suspicion, he had nowhere to go, so he could only come to Danqingya.

A guard has to be brought along, that is Chi Shuhuan.

If it weren't for Sikong Hu's outrageous words to confess his heart, the situation was really embarrassing, how could Chi Shuhuan dare to leave half a step just now?

The one on the inside is accused by thousands of people, and the one on the outside is also suspected by thousands of people.

There are prisoners everywhere.

So, the temporary "jailor" Chi Shuhuan actually brazenly called Lu Ju, "It's rare to have time today, let's sit down and have a rest"...?

Lu Ju's eyebrows twitched, and he said in a low voice: "It's been a year since you left. Nineteen, you're becoming less and less able to speak."

Chi Shuhuan chuckled, "I'm nervous. I talk nonsense when I'm nervous. It's not like you don't know."

Lu Ju lifted his robe and sat down before asking, "Why are you nervous?"

Chi Shuhuan gestured with his finger to the bright moon for a while, and then asked: "Senior brother, did you just talk to Sikong?"

Lu acquiesced.

Chi Shuhuan snorted, "Sikong is very smart, I hope the master and the elders can negotiate a good result."

For Sikong Hu, the "good result" is to spend his whole life in Yangqi Dongyuan.

If it is a little worse, it will naturally be executed.

Even worse, Chi Shuhuan couldn't bear to think about it.

With such a demonic energy in a young man, no matter who Fang Sheng is stupid and bold, he would never dare to put him back in the human world.

Lu Ju didn't say a word, but quietly raised his head and looked at the bright moon in the sky.

Chi Shuhuan said: "And that little fairy on Yukang's crossbow, what are you going to do? I think Xuan will be beaten to death tomorrow morning."

Lu Ju shook his head and said, "No."

Chi Shuhuan said: "No?"

Lu Ju's face was soaked in the soft moonlight, as if covered with a layer of soft silver light, but his expression was firm, and he shook his head again, "No. Huoling, like Ah Hu, was manipulated by me. Chess pieces. To kill them, you have to be with me."

"If you want to kill them, you have to be with me"? !

Chi Shuhuan was stunned for a moment, then suddenly turned over the buckle.

——Mother, let alone Meng Yunzhong, the head of Mount Shu, looking inside and outside the Three Realms, who would dare to kill Lu Ju?

After killing Lu Ju, who else in this world has the heart and strength to stay on Danqing Cliff until he dies?

As soon as Lu Ju died, Jin Yi broke out, the human world was ruined, the demon world was overthrown, and the fairy world is still playing tricks? !

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The muddy single arrow is as thick as a big sword!However, Master has a grave in his heart.