Master regards me as the way of heaven

"One hundred high-grade spirit stones, is there any higher price?" On the bidding platform, a man dressed in a rich man's beard twitched, pointed at the demon cultivator woman and said, "This woman possesses secret arts and is not a defector from the sect. Instead, leave voluntarily, and you don’t have to worry about troubles in the future.”

The voices of discussion in the audience became more and more intensive, and most of them were words of disgust and accusation.

"Say voluntary, this secret technique who knows if I love her or if she harms me."

"What kind of fun stuff can come out of the Mozong, and it can still be auctioned for this price? It really is a decline in the world."

"That's right, I'm waiting for the righteous monks. With this money, I might as well buy a bottle of elixir."

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The woman on the stage didn't feel annoyed at all after hearing this. Her slender hand caressed a tear mole at the corner of her eye, slid across her fair and beautiful neck, rested on the gorgeous begonia on her shoulder, and traced it carefully. She swayed her waist lightly, With one hand, she lifted off the thin veil skirt, and showed a pair of beautiful feet to everyone. A pair of black shackles were fastened on those ankles, and red marks like spider webs crawled impressively on the snow-white skin around the shackles.

She covered her lips with a coquettish smile, and said: "I am not a monk of the Hehuan Sect, but a slave who was forced to practice the secret art for others to make up for. God, I am sorry to see that the secret art has been completed, but the devil has not brought the concubine back to the sect." The door was murdered. If there are monks from the Demon Sect here, you should know that the shackles are immortal. Today, I am so disregarding face, but I just want to find a lover. It is better to be a slave or a handmaid than to fall into the Hehuan Sect hand, or be sold to that...then..."

"This woman has a deep heart." Rong Yu put his hands behind his back, his eyes fixed on Ye Zhiqiu's seemingly resolute back.

"What do you see?" Ye Zhiqiu held the quotation jade card in his hand, turned around and met a pair of cold and dark eyes. He was worried that his emotions would be too revealing, worried that the other party would easily see the hatred in his heart , but now what is the situation?

Rong Yu remained expressionless, and asked in a cold voice, "Is she beautiful?"

Ye Zhiqiu: "It's okay."

Rong Yu: "A few words, you sympathize with her?"

"How could it be..." Before Ye Zhiqiu finished speaking, he was pushed against the wall by Rong Yu. Some things are really familiar once and twice. When he was pushed down by the other party last time, he was still a little surprised, but today it is clear. The two got closer, and the other party was completely superior to him with his height advantage. No matter his body shape or breathing, it gave people a great sense of oppression, but Ye Zhiqiu was so damned, he felt that he was a little used to it.

It's just that I have hugged and hugged and pulled, and I have nothing to do with this person in the past. As long as it doesn't affect his continued quotation, then...

"Are you always so concerned about other people's affairs?" Rong Yu asked.

Ye Zhiqiuqian never thought that Rong Yu would suddenly bury her head in his neck, seeming sullen, but also confiding tenderly, clearly acting arrogant and unreasonable, but the faint grievance in her tone made people wonder Also unable to get angry, Ye Zhiqiu didn't know for a moment whether the warm feeling on his neck was caused by the other party's disordered breathing, or the body temperature when he touched him.

"Ling Yunfeng's first disciple is like this, the child I met by chance is like this, even a witch from the Demon Sect is like this," Rong Yu clenched his hands on the wall into fists and then gradually let go, lightly moving to the back of Ye Zhiqiu's head firmly. Hold it tight, warm breath flowed from his neck to his face, and asked softly in his ear, "What about me? Is that why you treat me well?"

"I..." Ye Zhiqiu never thought that things would develop like this, and Rong Yu was naturally incomparable to anyone in his heart. He had gone through two lives, and they were bound by fate to get close and know each other. The beam of light shining into him has always been a life of solitude.

He will pay attention to and care about others, and he will take care of those who express his dependence on himself with limited ability, because the experience of the past life and the state of mind in this life have long prevented him from treating the people around him as peers, but only The feelings for Rong Yu are different.

As for his feelings, there are respect, gratitude, concern, and cherishment, but if all these are no longer based on friendship, but... but something else, the kind that I dare not even think about ...

"Rong Yu," Ye Zhiqiu felt the other party's more and more rapid breathing close at hand, seeing Rong Yu's usually calm eyes, even if there was water, it was difficult to hide the burning fire in his heart, he could not escape, no matter the state He was suppressed, and couldn't bear him to fight with all his strength, but when the other party's perfect lips, which often made him admire, were only an inch away from him, he chose to say in a solemn and cold voice, "I don't like you so."

It's just a simple sentence, not a reprimand, this kind of refusal is so soft that it can't hear the slightest deterrence, but Rong Yu's impulsive or abrupt movement stopped in response, and he bowed his head and retreated to the table. With his right hand resting on his forehead, his left hand was covered with a layer of frost when he turned around, before his fist landed on the table, Ye Zhiqiu's voice behind him said hesitantly: "But I don't dislike you because of it."

Just this sentence made Rong Yu relax his hand.

Ye Zhiqiu picked up the jade tablet that he had dropped on the ground due to shock, patted it, and said in a relaxed tone: "I thought that what you are doing now is more or less influenced by that book, and I won't do it because of me." My fault, and worry about what you did to me, maybe if you calm down for a while, then..."

"I've been calm for three years." Rong Yu didn't turn around.

Ye Zhiqiu squeezed his hands that were stiff due to anxiety: "I once respected you as a teacher."

Rong Yu: "I don't stick to etiquette."

"You and I are both men." Ye Zhiqiu sighed helplessly, for himself and for this person who didn't know if he could say "going astray".

"So what?" Rong Yu said.

"How?" Ye Zhiqiu looked at the new lot on the water curtain that had been replaced with something else, and said in a deep voice with a chill in his heart, "Do you know who I am? Do you understand me? You know that I live in this world Do you want to do anything other than love?"

"I'm understanding." Rong Yu turned around and looked at Ye Zhiqiu with hot and firm eyes.

"If you really understand me and care about what I want, you won't let me miss the opportunity to know who the person behind that woman is because of questioning me. Do you know how important this is to me?" Ye Zhiqiu said since his rebirth. He has never said anything harsh to Rong Yu once, but today's incident is too deviant, if he can't completely cut off the wrong thoughts caused by misunderstanding, it will be harmful to others and has no benefit at all.

He can let those mortal villagers go, only because those people are not the direct leaders of the cause of his parents' death, good and evil will be rewarded, if the world cannot escape the battle of destruction in this life, those who are haunted by evil thoughts will end up with Huo Ming.

But this woman is different. If she removes her heavy makeup, wears plain clothes, and matches her inherent hypocrisy, then she is saved by her own kindness in her previous life, and she is kind enough to lead her into the monster layout and become a soul-refining sacrifice. Executioner of goods.

For such a villain, the master behind him must be the one who owns the Danyunzi Panlong Pill Furnace, and if he is not complete, he will be the initiator of this world-ending disaster.

Thinking of this, Ye Zhiqiu closed his eyes tightly, and memories swept over him, it was a purgatory where the world cried and struggled, and it was the torment of extinction.The deep-seated hatred spread all over his body in an instant, hating others and himself, he blamed himself for being too kind in his previous life, and he also blamed himself for being disturbed by love in this life. When he opened his eyes, there were already a pair of red and coquettish pupils. He can still miss it when he is in front of him. Heaven does not allow his hands to be stained with the blood of mortals, so can he still punish those who practiced swords with his hands?

"Calm down."

A stream of pure spiritual power came from his wrist, and Ye Zhiqiu suddenly felt that the black flame that briefly ignited in the sea of ​​consciousness was warmly wrapped by the spiritual power until it was completely extinguished. Suddenly, his body shook and he leaned against him. Only then did he realize that he had almost fallen into hatred.

After the dizziness receded, Ye Zhiqiu, whose eyes had regained their clarity, suddenly turned his head and looked at Rong Yu. With just one glance, he immediately backed away a few steps and opened the distance. The rhetoric of the boundary was like a gale in winter that hurt people's face, so I coughed lightly and said blushingly: "I may be too tired from traveling for days."

"It's okay," Rong Yu approached, took the jade token from him, and said in a caring and gentle tone, "If you're tired, sit down and rest for a while, I have a way to get her to come to your door."

Ye Zhiqiu's mood is stable now. Thinking about it, it's because of his unstable mood that he lost his temper. It's not too late to talk about this truth in the future. It can be reversed in a few words, and the business is still important right now. Ye Zhiqiu was skeptical. After sitting down, he calmly took a cup of tea from Rong Yu and asked, "Can the auction house reveal the identity of the buyer?"

"No." Rong Yu took out a jade box of excellent quality from the ring, and said, "But this is okay."

Ye Zhiqiu was still waiting to ask a few questions, when he heard that the boy who delivered the auction came knocking on the door again, this time they brought three bottles of saliva from nightmare-eating tapirs, of course such things cannot be used for alchemy, Rong Yu saw him Puzzled, he said: "I owe some favors, and I can send them to Wenjian Peak for use."

The young man was about to leave after delivering the things, but Rong Yu showed a rare kindness, and sent the jade box forward, saying: "I wanted to take pictures of that woman, but something went wrong. The rules of the auction house are not messed up. I wonder if you can send this jade box to that buyer. Just ask him if he is willing to change it. Please be sure to show the contents of the box to the buyer when you enter the house. son."

After the boy backed away with the tray, Rong Yu explained to the puzzled Ye Zhiqiu: "Zhiqiu, you only focused on bidding, but you ignored the way the buyer bid. The ambition is to win, and although this witch said that she had a miserable life experience and cared about face, her every gesture was intended to let people see her characteristics clearly. She didn't want to go to the Demon Sect, but she wanted to be the right side of the monks. , how can you not know that such shamelessness will lead to a dead end."

"You mean, she and the buyer should be acquainted?" Ye Zhiqiu seemed to have sorted out his thoughts.

Rong Yu nodded and analyzed: "I think that this person bought her maybe to give her a source, an identity that can be made public."

Ye Zhiqiu: "But how do you know that the boy in the auction house won't refuse to go?"

Rong Yu: "I didn't break the rules, he didn't dare."

Ye Zhiqiu didn't ask any more questions, but suddenly recalled Rong Yu's words just now, without looking at him, he muttered softly: "I look at beauties carefully, so I have the nerve to talk about me."

"What I care about is what you care about," Rong Yu said without changing his expression, "Don't be angry."

"Who's angry?"

"It's me, I'm not good, be good."

The author has something to say:

【small theater】

Ye Zhiqiu: I don't dislike you.

Rong Yu: (Put away the little hands that have no place to rest, her little face is blushing, rounding up means that we are married.)

Ye Zhiqiu: Did you misunderstand me?

Rong Yu: No, I was just wondering what the elementary school Chinese teacher said double negation meant? (Buy new clothes, decorate a new house, hold a wedding, go on a honeymoon, the future is promising.)

Ye Zhiqiu: (Scholarly face, subconsciously answering) means affirmation.

Rong Yu: Well, I like you too.

Ye Zhiqiu: (covering his face) It’s not the one who likes it, I also like to practice, like swordsmanship, I like a lot... (I mean I don’t hate it)

Rong Yu: No matter what I like, I only like you.

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Reporter ahead: After being kicked out of bed, slapped into the air, and thrown away, and now even the slightest kiss has been rejected, how do you feel as a "dominant" master who can't be guaranteed?

Rong Yu: Live with a smile, as long as he is happy.

Dan Yunzi, who came from the future, looked arrogant: Tsk, where is my head pressing team! ! !