Everyone is Secretly in Love with Me

The weather is clear and the sky is clear.

The sun shines down on the earth, brushing every inch of the mountain gently and lightly.The biling grass swayed lightly with the breeze, and the verdant vines stretched out mischievously to station at the entrance of the cave, aura filled the nostrils.

Obviously, the owner of this cave didn't care much about the external environment, and let the spirit grass grow freely, maintaining the appearance when he just moved in.

Not far from the entrance of the cave, an exquisite-looking black-haired boy has been standing there for a long time - this cave is the residence of Yaxuan.For some unknown reason, he did not choose to live in the inner mountain where the law enforcement elders were, but chose a place near the outside of the sect where the aura was relatively thin.

The person standing at the entrance of the cave is Lin Zhizhi.

After chatting with Daoist Qinghuo for several days, the old man admired the young master of the Lin family for his talent in refining medicine, so he dragged him into the alchemy room and practiced it a few more times—after the third success, Daoist Qinghuo Finally decided to take him back to Qing Fengzong at an optional date.Before leaving, Lin Zhizhi thought that he still had to find Yaxuan once—somehow, to be alone.Not only is it unreasonable to leave without saying goodbye, it is more likely to arouse a further increase in the blackening value (...).

However, Lin Zhizhi inquired about Yaxuan's residence and successfully arrived at the door, but he got stuck in the gesture of greeting—this kind of secret knowledge of the other party's attitude from the degree of favorability almost successfully awakened his first memories of the gay boy— — But Yaxuan is better than Su Yu, so Lin Zhizhi can take the initiative to say goodbye with a sense of responsibility and sort out his emotions.

After struggling for a long time, Lin Zhizhi chose the safest greeting between monks - "Are you there?" passed in through the sound transmission runes at the entrance of the cave.

no respond.

The black-haired boy raised his eyebrows in surprise, and suddenly felt that all his troubles before were all for nothing.Just as he was about to turn around and leave, a familiar voice said, "Here you are, why are you leaving?"

The voice is deep and beautiful, with a bit of condescension in high positions all the year round, it is definitely not the voice that Yaxuan should have.

Lin Zhizhi's complexion changed suddenly, he no longer cared about the etiquette, and rushed directly into the cave.

There are almost no other decorations in the cave, and it is as simple as the small wooden house at the foot of the mountain.The man in the scarlet robe is tall and tall, holding a sword, and is observing carefully with his head down.Hearing the movement, the man raised his head and gave Lin Zhizhi a lazy smile.

Lin Zhizhi turned a blind eye to the beauty in front of him, and asked with a rare eagerness in his tone: "What are you doing here? Where is Yaxuan?"

Cang Lun threw the sword aside casually, spread his hands, and looked innocently: "I'm just here to take a look, I'm very curious about the people around you. Why are you here?"

"Where did Yaxuan go?"

It's no wonder that Lin Zhizhi was so anxious, Lord Mozun has a dark history of "threatening Yaxuan's life once".

Contrary to the eagerness of the black-haired boy, Cang Lun was very calm.The man approached him leisurely, and wanted to pull him to sit down—after being avoided by Lin Zhizhi, he didn't feel annoyed, so he changed the topic right away: "You have rejected him, and you still care so much?"

"What happened to him?" Lin Zhizhi was not disturbed by him.

Cang Lun looked at him from a close distance, the boy's pupils were pure black, not stained with any impurities, and after a long time, one could not help but feel addicted to them.

This color is very familiar to Mozun, and it is the color he has been with all year round.But the color of Lin Zhizhi's eyes is different, it is more like a sign that something will go against the extreme.It is obviously the purest black, but it is not accompanied by bloody madness.

The man lowered his head slowly, and leaned down as if bewitched to kiss those eyes—but when he was about to touch them, he covered the other's eyelids with his hands.

——Different from the relatively well-ordered human race, the demon cultivators are always on the verge of chaotic struggle.For them, the safest way to do this kind of thing that makes them fall in love is to destroy it with their own hands as soon as possible.Only in this way can we ensure absolute calm and survival in the chaotic struggle of demons.

Whether in the human world or the real devil world.

Cang Lun must be one of the best to be able to sit on the seat of the demon king.

But—but no matter what kind of law, it should not be applied to this person.

Cang Lun suppressed his smile, and answered Lin Zhizhi's question in a deliberately gentle voice before letting go: "I won't do anything to him, our relationship is far closer than you can imagine."

Lin Zhizhi: "..."

——There are too many slots, and I don’t know where to spit it out.

Once Lord Mozun becomes gentle, he will be far more terrifying than his cold appearance.The man let go of the shackles, watched Lin Zhizhi avoid him as if he had encountered a scourge, and said with a smile: "I haven't gone to you yet, you have already come to me first, do you think this is a tacit understanding?"

"..."

"I also want to come and accompany you more, but unfortunately I have other things to do. You are welcome to come to me next time." Cang Lun glanced at the sky and politely exited.He completely regarded Biyunmen as his own territory, he came and left whenever he wanted, and he didn't care about being discovered by the human race here.

This person's cultivation base is too high, Lin Zhizhi can't even notice what he wants to do.After he left, Lin Zhizhi stayed in the cave for a while, wanting to wait for Yaxuan to return, while thinking about the meaning of Cang Lun's words for a while.

Although Cang Lun has an unpredictable temper, he doesn't know how to make things up. What does "intimacy" mean in his mouth?

The young master of the Lin family didn't think about strange things.Although he is careful and has a big brain, Yaxuan has always been the boy in his impression that "even when he was at his worst, he dared to rescue a stranger on the mountain whose life or death was uncertain".

First impressions are the hardest to erase.

Lin Zhizhi didn't believe that Yaxuan would take the initiative to get involved with someone like Cang Lun—so in his final conclusion, it was Cang Lun's own logic.Perhaps in the world of Master Mozun, stalking someone is "intimate relationship".Perhaps Cang Lun will say one day that based on the interaction (?) of the two of them, they should have been married a long time ago.

On this day, when night fell, Lin Zhizhi still couldn't get Yaxuan back, so he had to go back to his own room first, and left a message for Yaxuan about "being careful recently".

However, there has been no response.

Until the top of Yan Lei's head has been brushed as [index 85, attitude is trustworthy] in the past few days, he came to greet Lin Zhizhi: "Master is saying goodbye to the head of Qingyun Sect. He asked me to come to you. After the two of us eat the mandarin duck cakes in the market together, we can go back to the sect with Master!" Lin Zhizhi also failed to see Shangyaxuan again.According to other people from Biyun Sect, Yaxuan has been practicing in closed-door training in the sword path for the past few days, and has not yet left the closed door.

The young master of the Lin family felt relieved, and after eating the mandarin duck cakes that Yan Lei bought to honor him, he and Daoist Qinghuo prepared to return to Qingfengzong with him.

Master Qinghuo's mount is a huge blue bird with a green crown on its head and soft feathers all over its body.According to legend, the blue bird is a distant relative of the phoenix in the prehistoric years, with a trace of phoenix blood in its body, it is a rare flying spirit beast.

When sitting on it, Lin Zhizhi couldn't help thinking of the more noble little Phoenix.This may be a reason why he would agree to help Qing Fengzong and Yan Lei, both of whom have Fengqin in their name and a personality like him in the other.

After everyone came up, the blue bird made a low cry, spread its wings steadily, and threw the land high under its feet.

The blue bird flies very steadily, letting the wind and air flow blow past its ears, passing by the barren land, mountains and rivers.

Lin Zhizhi sat on one side very peacefully, but Yan Lei, on the other hand, peeked down at the side for a while, and pointed at a passing mountain peak and laughed at it for being ugly (...), just couldn't calm down.

Daoist Qinghuo was disturbed by him, and shouted angrily: "Sit down! Look at Nephew Lin Xian, why does he have more temperament than you?"

Yan Lei retorted unconvinced: "He is a pharmacist, and he needs a quiet heart to make medicine. I choose a different way from him."

The old man failed to maintain his image, rolled his eyes at his apprentice, and looked back at the black-haired boy's quiet side face: "I made you laugh again."

Lin Zhizhi waved his hand: "No, this is quite cute."

"No way, you are such an old man, and you are not stable at all. Unlike you, who is both talented and willing to work hard, and has such a stable temperament," Qinghuo real person sighed, and his words and actions were very concerned about Lin Zhizhi's being beaten. The fabricated master was envious, jealous, and hated—looking back at his own apprentice, he simply hated iron and steel, "This apprentice I took in, let him learn to refine medicine instead of learning, so he has to learn some swordsmanship from others! Now it's good!" Not only did he fail in refining medicine, he couldn't inherit the family business, and he wasn't even very proficient in swordsmanship."

These words aroused Lin Zhizhi's interest.The black-haired boy pressed the sleeves that were blown away by the wind, and put his fingers on the white clothes, which were cleaner than the pure white: "Yan Lei is a sword repair?"

Lin Zhizhi recalled the first time they met in the Lingyao Pavilion, Yan Lei seemed to be carrying a sword - at that time, Yan Lei and his junior sister Li Ying looked a little cold, not like Now, in front of familiar people, he is a lively young man.

"Yes." Master Qinghuo nodded, "I don't know which tendon is wrong, but I like to practice swords."

"The way of the sword is pretty good." Lin Zhizhi thought that the way of the sword was upright, "It's the supreme way."

This sentence made Master Qingfeng wave his hands weakly: "Nephew Lin, you don't have to speak for him. Although swordsmanship is good, refining medicine is the right way after all. He was born in Qingfengzong and is my disciple, but he didn't choose Dan Dao, it's a waste of money."

When it comes to this topic, the old man probably has grievances for a long time, and he scolded Yan Lei mercilessly. It is only satisfying to see his pale face.

After finally waiting for him to calm down, Yan Lei pulled Lin Zhizhi to the tail of the blue bird with a bitter face, stretched out his little finger and stabbed him - Lin Zhizhi stopped him halfway: "How far is your sword?"

Yan Lei was stunned, and then his lips drooped: "Why do you ask this suddenly? Don't tell me, brother, brother, I beg you, I have heard these words since I was a child, and my ears are callused."

Lin Zhizhi admired his expression, and then slowly said: "No, I am also interested in kendo."

"You also want to learn swords?!" Yan Lei exclaimed, but immediately, he secretly glanced at the old man out of the corner of his eye, and found that he was still resting with his eyes closed, so he lowered his voice and said to Lin Zhizhi, "Honestly! Yes, don’t. Lin Zhizhi, with your talent, it’s a pity to practice swords!”

Lin Zhizhi twitched the corner of his mouth at his reaction.

He didn't have the heart to tell Yan Lei that in fact he was really a swordsman—the kind that was fake.It's just that he came to Yuntian Continent because of an accident, and temporarily changed to alchemy.

#Sword is always his favorite weapon, kendo is always the path he wants to go, Dao Zun is always his idol (……)#

Seeing Lin Zhizhi's reaction, Yan Lei almost popped his eyes - ever since he met this person, he has been in the process of being frightened.First, during the competition, he overwhelmed the well-known master Zhou Qi, showing his great talent in refining medicine.Later on, this person possessed alchemy skills that could be seen in the world, but secretly wanted to learn swords——is there anything more irritating about this? !

Yan Lei can simply understand why when he decided to learn swordsmanship, his master and parents were so angry that they wished to force him to change to another family's face on the spot.Because he is in this mood now: "Don't, if I really bring you to become a sword cultivator, your master who has seen the dragon and see the dragon will not strangle me with his own hands? Don't learn swords, don't ask me , I won't tell you!"

Lin Zhizhi patted his big face away from his face, and said coldly: "...If you don't say it, don't say it, get out of the way, you are so ugly to me."

Yan Lei: "...you are retaliating!"

"I do not have."

"You have!"

"..."

Sitting near the bird's head, Master Qinghuo stretched out a hand to caress the feathers of his pet, and listened to the words of the two people at the end who were blown away by the wind, with a slight smile in his eyes - the communication between young people of the same age , always so funny and rowdy.

He is not rigid, to some extent he supports Yan Lei and Lin Zhizhi's relationship.

With Lin Zhizhi's talent, as long as he doesn't fall halfway, he will definitely become a grand master in the future.Yan Lei's friendship with him will only benefit the future.

But unfortunately, he thought so because he had witnessed Lin Zhizhi's talent with his own eyes.And the other people in Qing Fengzong just heard a story about "a genius cultivated by an unknown casual cultivator, who refined the Anshen Pill with an [-]% fusion degree and defeated Zhou Qi", it is easy to think of it as " It's a coincidence that luck is overwhelming" or "Zhou Qi is old".

Therefore, when Lin Zhizhi set foot on Qing Fengzong, a group of elders with intertwined interests had been waiting for him for a long time, wanting to trouble him.