100 years after breaking up with Taoist couple

When Gu Xuecun saw Siming, he felt a throbbing pain in his brain.

In front was Lu Jueling, who was tightly pulling his wrist, and behind was Siming, who was approaching step by step. If it wasn't for the fact that his hands didn't listen to him at this moment, Gu Xuecun would have wanted to slap himself unconscious.

Siming slowly walked in front of him. The fox clan's human form was born with a bit of charm. Although Siming's temperament was colder and his eyebrows were sparse, he still had an indescribable beauty that made people unable to move their eyes. couple.

That natural charm was neutralized by the opposite temperament of the master. Although it didn't look like other fox tribes, it didn't look like other foxes, but it gave off a bit of nobility and elegance, like the top of a snow-capped mountain quietly waiting for people to pick it up. white lotus.

Lu Jueling stared at Siming twice, then looked down at Gu Xuecun again, the tone of his speech made Gu Xuecun feel his back trembling.

"...It is indeed the type you like, Master Gu."

As soon as Gu Xuecun heard him call himself Young Master Gu, he knew that Lu Jueling was in a bad mood at the moment, and said with an embarrassed smile: "How can...how can... the type I like is just like you."

Siming stood in front of Gu Xuecun, and said slowly: "Axue, there are too many things these days, and I haven't had a good time with you yet."

Gu Xuecun turned to look at him, feeling his face hurting from laughing: "Uh...no hurry, no hurry, it's not too late to talk about it another day."

Siming looked at him, then at Lu Jueling, his voice seemed a little sad: "Are you... reconciled?"

Just as Gu Xuecun was about to answer, Lu Jueling answered first, "That's right."

Siming didn't look at him, but looked down at the boy with a stiff smile: "Axue...do you know that when I saw you three days ago, I immediately recognized you...why did you reconcile with him? You forgot, you said..."

Gu Xuecun was afraid that he would say something more, and a bad one touched Lu Jueling's fragile nerves, so he interrupted quickly: "Let's talk about it another day, another day!"

Lu Jueling held him down, looked at Siming and said in a low voice, "What did he say?"

Only then did Siming slowly raise his eyes—the tails of the foxes' eyes were naturally raised slightly. At this moment, his eyes were even less friendly, and looked full of provocation.

"He said being with you was—tiring."

Gu Xuecun's back stiffened, and he couldn't imagine Lu Jueling's expression at this moment.

Sure enough, the slender fingers pinching his wrist slowly tightened, and Gu Xuecun heard Lu Jueling ask, "Really."

Siming looked at Lu Jueling, although his voice was calm and even kind, but his words were very sharp: "Reverend Lu, since Axue doesn't want to say it, let me tell you how we fell in love with him at the beginning. Yes."

Gu Xuecun was shocked, and just about to stop him, Lu Jueling tapped the back of his neck and Baihui twice, sealing his spiritual power and acupuncture points all over his body. Lu Jueling's cultivation base is much higher than him now. It was easy for him to do so.

So Gu Xuecun could only roll his eyes... let alone stop him, he couldn't even raise his head to observe Lu Jueling's expression.

Seeing that his acupoints were sealed, Siming had no intention of rescuing him at all. He just glanced at him, looked up at Lu Jueling and said, "More than 100 years ago, when Axue was eleven or twelve years old..." He raised his eyes and looked at Lu Jueling. Looking at Lu Jueling, he said with a playful tone, "Oh, that's the age when you are still wearing crotch pants, Master Lu."

Lu Jueling said indifferently: "Let's get to the point."

Gu Xue thought to herself, when did Siming talk so sourly, and Lu Jueling was so precocious, he had established his foundation at the age of five, how could he wear crotch pants.

"...At that time, my father—that is, the old Fox King hadn't died yet, and Chang Yan hadn't succeeded to the throne either. The three of us had known each other very early, and our relationship was very close. We could be regarded as playmates since we were young. "

"After Ah Xue became an adult, I saw my heart clearly very early - I fell in love with him not because we had a childhood friendship, nor because he was the Young Palace Master of Chunhua Palace."

"Unlike you, Daoist Tianjue, I don't need my Taoist partner to be worthy of me. I like Axue just because I like watching him, talking, cheating, etc. I like him laughing and cursing, every frown and glance."

There was a faint smile on Siming's eyebrows, as if he was recalling the past: "17-year-old Axue... Lu Zhenren, I think you don't know how cute she is."

Gu Xuecun felt his wrist hurt from being pinched by Lu Jue, he wanted to protest, but unfortunately there was no way to complain.

Gu Xuecun heard Lu Jueling's cold voice sounded above his head: "It's just your feelings, he didn't respond."

Siming's face froze, and his expression became a little sad for a moment, but in less than half a moment, he raised his lips and smiled again: "Yes, I also know that Axue doesn't like me as much as I like him, but so what? ? I don't care."

"On the contrary, he rejected me at the beginning and told me that he didn't want to be with me because Axue felt that I was different from others, and he didn't want to belittle me. To him, I was completely different from those beautiful boys. He I'm glad Ken valued me so much."

"At least this shows that I have a place in his heart."

Lu Jueling said indifferently: "If you think you are passionate, you will feel sorry for yourself."

Siming snorted, "I haven't finished yet, what are you in a hurry for? Axue agreed to me later."

When Gu Xuecun heard his head hit, Lu Jueling's breath stopped.

"No matter what the reason is, in short, he agreed to me. Although we separated later, I really, truly had the 17-year-old Gu Xuecun. Lu Jueling, no matter how much you stare at me, this is also a change. Unbelievable fact.”

Lu Jueling remained silent.

Siming said: "I don't know what you said after the reunion with him, which made him want to get back together with you again, but it's only because he doesn't know who is more suitable for him...with someone who will always chase after him..." I am his best choice compared to those who are inferior to him..."

Lu Jueling interrupted him suddenly, and his tone returned to calm. It was the first time Gu Xuecun heard him speak in such an almost sarcastic tone: "Since Fox King is so swearing that you are more suitable for him. I think I will part with him this time." In 100 years, you will not lack the opportunity to tell him this, why a hundred years later, he is still unwilling to choose you, but he is willing to come back to me after only meeting me for a short period of time."

Siming's face turned pale, his lips poked around for a while, but he didn't say anything.

"Presumably Fox King himself is very clear in his heart, whether Gu Xuecun has you or not in his heart."

After Lu Jueling finished speaking, he raised his hand and untied Gu Xuecun's acupuncture points. Gu Xuecun quickly raised his head to see his expression.

The look of him anxiously observing Lu Jueling's mood seemed a bit glaring in Siming's eyes.

Gu Xuecun saw that Lu Jueling just looked down at him quietly, with no displeasure on his face, so he was a little sure in his heart.

Lu Jueling said: "Do you have anything to say to the Fox King?"

It was only then that Gu Xuecun thought of Siming for a moment. He turned to look at Siming, feeling a little dazed in his mind, and said after a while: "...Uh, why don't you go back first, you should be anxious if Aran can't find you later."

I don't know if it was Gu Xuecun's illusion, but Siming's gaze seemed to be a little sad, and he said slowly: "Axue, why are you talking to him again... have you forgotten what you said, why are you healed like this now?" Forget about the pain."

Gu Xuecun was taken aback when he heard the words. He really didn't expect Siming to ask such a question. Although Siming had hinted at him a lot in his words in the past hundred years, Gu Xuecun always thought that he was just out of sympathy for the way he looked after he and Lu Jueling separated. Looking down and out, he only said those ambiguous and ambiguous words in order to comfort him.

At this moment, it seems that this is not the case.

Could it be... Siming really still...

Gu Xuecun pursed his lips, and suddenly said in a deep voice: "Si Ming...although the scar hurts, but I really only have him in my heart, I can't forget it, and I don't want to lie to myself."

Siming said slowly: "You said that love and desire are all rooted in the three poisons of greed, anger and ignorance, and indulging in them is..."

Gu Xuecun said: "You just think my brain is flooded."

Siming was silent for a while, as if he was finally planning to ask one last question.

"Why can it be him but not me?"

Gu Xuecun thought for a while, but found that this question could not be explained at all, so he could only be silent for a while, and said slowly: "I don't know, but it is true...you are different from him."

Siming's face turned pale.

Lu Jueling grabbed Gu Xuecun's hand, as if he was finally about to leave, he suddenly stopped, turned his head to look at Siming and said indifferently: "You are right, you really really had him."

"But from now on, he belongs to me alone. I hope Fox King will draw a clear line and stop coveting my things."

Gu Xuecun muttered softly: "You are the thing..."

"I really don't know what he looked like when he was young." Lu Jueling said indifferently, "But what he looks like in other places... For example, what he looks like on the bed, I think the Fox King will never have the chance to know in this life."

Gu Xuecun's breath was stagnant, and he looked up at the man in black in disbelief, maybe he was too shocked, he couldn't speak at all.

Siming seemed to be frightened by this sentence, maybe he never thought that the real Tianjue, who has always been known for his integrity and asceticism, could say such words in front of others without blushing or beating his heart. .

Gu Xuecun looked at Siming, and finally couldn't bear it in his heart. Before, he didn't know that Siming really had feelings for him. Now that he knew it, he couldn't help but feel that what he and Lu Jueling said and did just now were a bit cruel. Having known each other for many years, Gu Xuecun really couldn't help it.

However, Lu Jueling dragged him away without looking back.

Gu Xuecun said in a muffled voice with some anger: "How can you say that kind of thing in front of him, what kind of bed is not on the bed, do you know how to be ashamed?"

Lu Jue paused, turned around and looked down at him. The man in black was silent for a moment, and said in a deep voice, "I'm sorry, I didn't know why I was emotionally unstable just now, and I couldn't hold back."

Gu Xuecun was taken aback for a moment, only then did he realize that his eyes were still slightly red, and he was startled and said, "You...is it your demon?"

Lu Jueling let out a "hmm" and said, "Pull out the cold again, and my mood is slightly affected."

Gu Xuecun said worriedly: "Otherwise, we should seal the sword again when we go back."

Lu Jueling nodded.

Only then did Gu Xuecun think of what happened just now, let Lu Jueling stir it up, and most of his anger subsided, but he was still a little bit uneasy, curled his lips and said: "Why do you have to talk like that to stab him, telling me how to deal with him in the future?" Getting along? He is also my friend for many years, talking like that...is too hurtful."

Lu Jueling's voice sounded low above his head: "Brother Axue...he will be sad, but I won't."

It seemed that every time Lu Jueling called him "Brother Axue", no matter how angry and unwilling Gu Xuecun was, it would disappear in an instant.

Gu Xuecun was taken aback for a moment, ignoring the stones that were being kicked happily under his feet, and looked up at him——

Lu Jueling's pale brown eyes shone brightly in the night, as if they were filled with water vapor, but when he looked carefully, there seemed to be nothing.

Although he was cold and self-sufficient, there was a hint of aggrieved look on his face, which really made Gu Xuecun feel...

...the bottom of my heart softened.

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