Daoist, he doesn't understand love

However, Ling Weiyun still restrained such an impulse. This is definitely not the time to indulge in fighting, and his identity must not be revealed. Therefore, even if his fighting spirit was aroused, he still did not dare to show too strong, even with his right hand. The posture of holding the sword was also intentionally not so proficient. Mingji pressed on every step, and he retreated step by step. He was almost cut by the sword several times.

Being forced to the corner, Ling Weiyun stuck to the wall, his breath was scattered, there were several cuts on his body, his wrist was trembling, and the sword in his hand was almost out of control, but Mingji didn't stop as he said. , When he saw it was good, he took it away, still raised his sword, and stabbed at him again.

The hall was dark, with a few long candles burning on the wall, the light was not very bright, Mingji was wearing a black suit, as if he was hidden in the darkness, only the ray of sword light was very dazzling, reaching the eyes.

Ling Weiyun's hand trembled, and he clenched the hilt of the sword. At that moment, the veins on the back of his hand bulged, and he almost wanted to do something, but he still remained motionless, closing his eyes as if he was about to kill him.

There was a dead silence in the hall, except for the crackling sound of the candles on the wall jumping.

Ling Weiyun opened his eyes, only to see that the tip of the sword was only half an inch away from his own eyeballs, barely stopped, and did not move forward by half an inch.

Ling Weiyun's eyelashes trembled, and a thin layer of sweat already appeared on his forehead.

Mingji retracted his sword, and for a moment, the murderous aura on his body seemed to have been completely absorbed, and the gentle smile appeared on his face again: "Young people are indeed good at swordsmanship, but they just fight against others and blindly dodge. Can't win."

Ling Weiyun finally let go of the breath hanging in his throat. Only then did he feel that his back was drenched. His legs were still a little soft. He could only support the ground with his sword, and barely stood still. He said to Mingji: "The devil His cultivation base is unfathomable, and his swordsmanship is also superb, it is the younger generation who offends him abruptly, and dare not sway his sharpness."

With a smile on Mingji's face, he stretched out his hand, trying to help him up.

But it was preempted by a pair of hands protruding from the slanting stab.

Ti Ye grabbed Ling Weiyun's arm, helped him up, and wrapped his arms around his waist into his arms.

He looked at Mingji, with a gloomy expression on his face, and he was a little scared, and said: "The competition is over, I'm going to take him back."

Mingji said: "Why are you in such a hurry, it's rare to come here, why don't you stay and have a meal."

"Don't dare," Ti Ye said with a sarcastic sneer on his face, "I almost killed him if I made a good deal, and who knows what will happen if I stay for dinner."

Mingji's face showed helplessness: "Isn't that what martial arts competitions are like, I have a sense of proportion in my heart, and I didn't really hurt him."

Ti Ye still looked like a hedgehog, full of hostility.

Mingji had no choice but to say: "Forget it, you guys go back first, Lin Ye has indeed worked hard, and he should take a good rest."

Ti Ye and Ling Weiyun returned to Qingyun Palace by the same route, neither of them spoke during the journey.

Ling Weiyun was really too tired, and also because of the fatigue caused by the rest of his life after the catastrophe, but Ti Ye did not know why. A fuse was lit.

After returning to Qingyun Hall, Ti Ye locked herself and Ling Weiyun in the hall, while making a bad face, carefully pressed Ling Weiyun on the bed, covered him with a quilt, and forced him to rest.

Ling Weiyun was forced to lie on the bed, with his eyes open, looking at the man who seemed to be holding a pot of fire on his head, pacing up and down the room violently, and almost wrote the words "come and coax me" on his forehead. Ti Ye, after a while, Ling Weiyun asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Ti Ye paused, turned to look at him, with expressions of "you finally remembered to ask me what's wrong" and "you just now remembered to ask me what's wrong", the joy of being answered, and the joy of being answered now His anger jumped back and forth, so that he finally snorted and didn't answer Ling Weiyun's question at all.

Ling Weiyun: "..."

Daoist's heart is as delicate and sensitive as a little princess, and he doesn't care about what to do at all.

Ling Weiyun thought for a while, and said sincerely: "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have locked you down before I started fighting with Mozun."

When Ti Ye heard him say this, he immediately raised eyebrows, sneered again, and said in a strange tone: "I think you are very open-minded, what is there to be sorry for?"

Ling Weiyun thought about it for a while, and it was indeed the case, so he said again: "Indeed, if I hadn't pinned you down, you might have been unable to bear it later."

Ti Ye: "..."

Listen, is this something the apologetic can say?

Ti Ye's throat was about to burst into flames, he said angrily: "Do you know, you almost died by his sword several times!"

Ling Weiyun said firmly: "No, he is testing me."

Ling Weiyun said: "Mingji must have doubts about me. He wanted to compete with me. It was a temptation. If during this process, I couldn't help but fight back, or if you made a move, it would be the real invincibility here. Silver, it's definitely exposed."

That's why before the competition with Mingji, he took advantage of the secret voice in Ti Ye's belly and cast a fixing spell on Ti Ye so that he would not mess around.And he himself has always been strong and not exposed. Even in the final line of life and death, he still forcibly suppressed the desire to survive in his heart, and he forcibly did not fight back.

And the final result proved that he was not wrong.

This time, at least for the time being, he should have fooled the other party.

It is true that Ti Ye also knew this in his heart, but it was still difficult to accept that Ling Weiyun made a big gamble in such a way, regardless of his own life safety.

He stared at Ling Weiyun, gritted his teeth and said, "Then what if it's not true, what if he just wanted to take your life, or if the sword missed by a tiny bit, it ended up killing you?"

Ling Weiyun just said: "No way."

It's easy to say this afterwards, but when Ti Ye thought of the scene where the sword almost pierced Ling Weiyun's head just now, he still felt his heart stopped suddenly, and cold sweat shot up from his heels, making his hands and feet twitch with fright. , but because of that damned fixing spell, he couldn't even move.

It was as if the scene from 300 years ago reappeared in front of his eyes - even 300 years ago, he had never seen Ling Weiyun being treated like this with his own eyes.

The nightmare came again, and once again, he was powerless.

Ti Ye's eyes were a little red, and he said, "Then do you know how I feel when I can't move and can only watch?"

Seeing the expression on Ti Ye's face, Ling Weiyun couldn't help being stunned for a moment with sadness and grievance in his anger. For some reason, he felt that he couldn't face it. He slightly opened his eyes and said, "I just don't want you to fall into trouble."

But it didn't directly answer Ti Ye's question.

Ti Ye asked back angrily, "You don't want me to get into trouble?"

Ling Weiyun hummed.

"Do you not want me to get into trouble, or do you not want me to meddle in your affairs?"

Ti Ye said: "As long as you think about my affairs, you can tell me what to do. You forced me to fall into the abyss before, and you will run for my concubine later. Did you say hello to me before doing these things? ? Now it’s like this again, we went to the Taixi Palace together, why did you lock me up without my permission?”

Ling Weiyun thought: Isn't that because if I tell you, you will definitely not agree?

But even if he was as dull as he was, he sensed that Ti Ye was in a rage at this time, and it was not appropriate to add fuel to the fire, so he wisely didn't say anything.

Ling Weiyun thought for a while, sincerely admitted his mistake, and said, "Sorry, I didn't know you cared so much about this."

And gave a promise without distraction: "Well, before I do anything next time, I must get your permission and consent first."

Ti Ye stared at him coldly: "Do you think I will believe you?"

Ling Weiyun thought: No way, in Ti Ye's eyes, does he have such a low credit value?

Presumably it was Ling Weiyun in the past, who did such things like obedience and injustice.

Ling Weiyun thought about this possibility, and felt that it was not surprising.

Ling Weiyun pondered for a moment, then asked Ti Ye, "Then what do you want to do?"

Ti Ye snorted, as if he had suddenly regained his energy, he pulled himself together, and said: "I don't expect you to stop dictating my affairs, but in the same way, I also have the right to intervene in your affairs, right?"

"You can't do whatever you want to me, but I have to worry about you everywhere. It's too unfair."

Ling Weiyun let out a sigh, and said hesitantly: "...It seems to be the same if you say so."

Ti Ye was dissatisfied and said: "What does it seem like, it should have been."

Ling Weiyun glanced at him, and said submissively: "Yes, yes, you are right."

Ti Ye's face was still a little hard, and he didn't completely follow the breath in his heart.

Ling Weiyun had no choice but to ask again: "Then what do you want me to do?"

After thinking about it, I thought it was not right, and then changed my words: "Or, what do you want to do to me?"

Originally, her face was full of anger, as if she had been wronged and bullied, like a little daughter-in-law, when she heard Ling Weiyun's words, she froze for a moment, then blushed, as if she was very uncomfortable, and said dryly : "It's still daylight, what are you thinking about?"

Ling Weiyun: "?"

Ti Ye's ears started to turn red, and he said awkwardly, "But if you really want to, it's not impossible."

Ling Weiyun: ... Did I think of something?

But before he could figure out what he was thinking, Ti Ye leaned down as if he couldn't wait.

Ling Weiyun was caught off guard, and was kissed on the lips. He was a little unresponsive, and looked at the other party with wide eyes.

Ti Ye kissed him, and quickly backed away, with a reluctant expression, and reservedly asked Ling Weiyun: "Do you want more?"

Ling Weiyun: "..."

He felt that there seemed to be some misunderstanding between himself and Ti Ye.

But seeing Ti Ye's expression of wanting it, Ling Weiyun thought for a while and said, "Yes, yes."

Ti Ye looked helpless with you, but quickly moved closer and put Ling Weiyun's lips in his mouth.