Dharma

Xia Jingge was obviously hesitant, and Yu Qingqiao naturally couldn't fail to see it, and said, "This is not urgent, you can think about it for a while."

Xia Jingge nodded and said, "Okay, I'll think about it for a while."

Yu Qingqiao looked at him with somewhat warm eyes, "Actually... if you are unwilling to both, you don't have to help either."

Xia Jingge was startled, and subconsciously looked at Yu Qingqiao. For a moment, he was actually at a loss.He couldn't immediately understand what Yu Qingqiao's words meant.

Yu Qingqiao nodded slightly, as if giving him some kind of indescribable confidence: "It's just that by then, you will no longer be a disciple of the Jiuhua Sect."

Xia Jingge blinked and understood what she meant.He can have no position, but the Jiuhua faction cannot have no position.So if he decides to do nothing, he can only leave the Jiuhua faction.Either expelled from the division, or defected from the division, there is always one that suits him.

... But in this way, does he really have a way out?

Even if he can abandon his teacher's school for the sake of not helping each other, where else can he go after leaving Jiuhua Sect?

He can't stay in a place where there are many monks. Obviously, his current level of cultivation is not superior to the group of monks. It will be over if he encounters someone with evil intentions like Sect Leader Li again.Even if the senior brother learned about him, he could no longer send someone to save him.He can't go to Mordor either. He is indeed not afraid of most demons anymore, but he wants to find a place to live in peace, not just go to a place and complain there.

So he can only find a place where he is alone, or away from a place where demon cultivators are all ordinary people. Xia Jingge finds it really difficult to find one in this world.

... As for finding Feng Fuling, this is definitely not an option for Xia Jingge.He just didn't want to forget Feng Fuling, not that he wanted to harm him again.

Furthermore, he is now the Demon Lord, not just a loner like before, he is responsible for the fate of all the Demons.

Xia Jingge came back to his senses and saw that his senior brother and Yu Qingqiao were drinking tea, and the tea was no longer producing white smoke.He said: "Let me think about it. If I have nothing to do, I will go first."

Liu Xiangchen nodded and waved to him: "Go back."

Xia Jingge bowed to both of them before turning around and leaving.Li Bukong was still waiting outside, and when he saw Xia Jingge, he immediately ran over: "Uncle, have you come out? How is your talk with the angel?"

"Very good." Xia Jingge nodded, and said to him, "The tea inside is cold, should you go in and refill it?"

"Can the disciple enter now?" Li Bukong hesitated.

"Go in, why do you think senior brother asked you to serve tea and water?" It's not because senior brother Lu already knew that he likes to chatter at flowers and plants, so he found some material for him to chat with flowers and plants.

Li Bukong was stunned for a moment, he didn't realize it, and when he came back to his senses, he wanted to ask more questions, when he saw that Xia Jingge had drifted away.

Xia Jingge didn't know how he got back. When he returned to the courtyard, he suddenly saw a person standing in the courtyard. Looking carefully, it was actually Lin Qing.He froze for a moment, stepped forward and asked, "Why are you here, what's the matter?"

Lin Qing had no expression on his face, looked serious, saluted earnestly, and said: "Passing by here, I remembered that my uncle gave me a helping hand, but I didn't thank you, so I came here to make up for it."

"It's been a hundred years, how do you still remember?" Xia Jingge smiled slightly, "Since you call me Shishu, there's no need to thank you, you can go back."

Lin Qing raised his head and looked straight at Xia Jingge, but he didn't move his feet.Those eyes were transparent, and showed a bit of arrogance, and they were eight or nine points like Fu Ling who had just met.

Xia Jingge was taken aback.It's strange, why after a hundred years, the eyes can still look like the times?Out of some instant intuition, Xia Jingge suddenly said: "Stretch out your hand."

Lin Qing seemed a little confused, and asked back: "What's wrong, uncle?"

He didn't obediently stretch out his hand, Xia Jingge repeated: "Stretch out your hand."

Lin Qing asked again: "Do you really want me to stretch it? Uncle Shi."

Xia Jingge almost thought he was annoyed, but it was just his illusion after all, he still only said calmly: "Put it out."

Lin Qing slowly stretched out one of his arms, Xia Jingge held it up, and as expected, there was a devilish energy, although it was faint, it was familiar to him so far.Feng Fuling's devilish energy.

Just as he was about to speak, Feng Fuling had already turned his arm, grabbed his hand with his backhand, and took advantage of the situation to hug Xia Jingge, completely closing the distance between the two of them.Xia Jingge struggled twice, but of course he didn't break free - in 100 years, his progress in cultivation had been completely suppressed by Feng Fuling.

Xia Jingge recognized the reality, so she stopped struggling in vain.He just stared at Feng Fuling who was close at hand and asked, "Where's Lin Qing? What did you do to him?"

"What good do I tell you?"

"If you don't tell me, I will send a signal to let all the brothers and sisters of the faction come and arrest you."

Feng Fuling looked at him, still expressionless: "If you are going to use this opportunity to kill me, you can send it."

Xia Jingge's momentum seemed to be short in an instant.Even if it was for Lin Qing who didn't know what was going on, he wouldn't really send a signal to call everyone, just to bluff Feng Fuling.Obviously Feng Fuling was still the same as before, he could see his sternness at a glance, and threatened himself in turn.

Xia Jingge had no choice but to continue to pretend that she wasn't guilty and stared at him.

Feng Fuling looked at him looking like he was about to be annoyed, he held Xia Jingge's waist a little tighter, and said to him: "Well, I'm at a disadvantage, just give me a kiss, and I'll tell you."

"... rogue."

Xia Jingge tried to push Feng Fuling twice again with the magic technique, just like a mud cow like the sea, completely silently going and never returning. After deeply experiencing what the difference in cultivation level is, he had no choice but to Wei Wei turned his head to the side: "Can you let me go first, in case a senior brother comes to see me, what does it look like when he sees me hugging my senior nephew?"

Feng Fuling raised his head and looked at the courtyard with no shelter in all directions except for a short fence, nodded and said: "That's right."

As he said that, he let go of the shackles on Xia Jingge. Before Xia Jingge could let go, he was dragged back to the room from the courtyard by his hand.

Before he could fully react, he stared blankly at Feng Fuling and cast his high-level magic power. He completed the whole set of movements of closing the door and locking the door in the blink of an eye, and then floated back to Xia Jingge. He hugged him again and said, "I can't see it now."

"..." Xia Jingge felt that if it was her former self, she must have regretted it already.

He pitted himself into an even more isolated place.

Feng Fuling stared at his face for a while, then suddenly said: "I'll kiss you, I'll tell you after I kiss you."

Even if Xia Jingge is weak, she won't lose her momentum, so she replied calmly: "Then you, the devil, have suffered too much, I can't bear it."

Feng Fuling felt a little breathless when he heard the words, he stared at Xia Jingge for a while, and finally said: "The mouth is still so poisonous."

"Didn't you say that yourself? That's what I say to my enemies."

After Feng Fuling heard these words, his eyes darkened, as if he had hurt him.He put some distance away from Xia Jingge, and asked him, "In your heart, I'm already an enemy?"

Of course not.Xia Jingge thought about it, but couldn't answer it.In fact, after seeing Feng Fuling's reaction just now, he realized that he might have said something wrong.

Xia Jingge originally just felt that he could neither send a distress signal nor defeat Feng Fuling, and wanted to control him as much as possible in terms of momentum and gain some initiative.He just wanted to make himself look more confident in the face of Feng Fuling's oppression.I don't want to hurt him any more, or make him sad.

Xia Jingge thought, if it was his former self, he would definitely not have said that. He must have thought in advance that this would make Fu Ling sad, instead of waiting for the words to come out and seeing his reaction, he realized that he had said something wrong.

Xia Jingge knew that Feng Fuling was waiting for a definite answer, yes or no.Even if he was sure that Feng Fuling was not an enemy in his heart.

However, due to emotion and reason, he should answer yes.Because they are theoretical enemies, even enemies, because Xia Jingge has already decided not to get close to Feng Fuling in the future, and not to have anything to do with him.

But he had never seen Fu Ling look so lost.In his impressions, memories, and even dreams, he was calm, confident, and stable.

Fu Ling, he seems to be able to see through many people and many things, so that Xia Jingge always feels that he is very sure about most things.

A person who is used to being sure, calm, confident and calm, how can he be so lost?

That's probably because... His own reaction was no longer what he expected, so he felt lost and couldn't accept himself like this.

That's right... I'm not a whole person anymore, it's normal for him to be unexpected.

Xia Jingge thought.

For some reason, Xia Jingge felt a little weak, as if she wanted to save the bad influence of her words.He opened his mouth, wanting to tell Feng Fuling, no.

But when the words came to his lips, he hesitated again.He felt that it was not right for him to do so.Logically speaking, by doing so, he probably failed the Jiuhua Party's trust in himself, and it was no different from tearing down the city wall he had built by himself.

He remained silent.

Probably because Feng Fuling had given him enough time to react.And in this long enough time, he finally opened his mouth, still no sound came out.

Feng Fuling said, "Forget it."

His words made Xia Jingge feel the faint will that went against his own cognitive system and disappeared.

Feng Fuling looked at him for a moment, sighed, stretched out his arms and hugged Xia Jingge completely, and put his chin on Xia Jingge's shoulder: "I miss you very much, do you miss me? You have been asleep for the past 100 years. Although I have been in seclusion for decades, at least I have thought about it for decades more than you. For the sake of decades, can you tell me that you miss me? Even if you don’t want to, just say so Let me hear it, and I will be happy. This time, I will give you fifty breaths to think."

Xia Jingge was still stunned for a while, and then gradually came to his senses, Feng Fuling's reactions to him, these words are probably not because he made a mistake in prediction, but because he was testing his own situation in all aspects, how far he is different from ordinary people .Or, to what extent is it different from what I thought before.

Xia Jingge blinked, thinking for a moment that he was going to cry, but he didn't, his eye sockets didn't feel any other moisture, the feeling at that moment was just his illusion.

But he knew that his deduction of Fu Ling's behavior was not an illusion.He was really probing and trying to put limits on his situation.

...and he's probably the only one who does.The senior brother had never tried this way, nor had his biological mother tried this way, and even Xia Jingge himself had never done a similar analysis of himself.

Because of Xia Jingge, he knew that he was essentially desperate.

"Think." Xia Jingge replied when No.30 was about five breaths away.

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I originally wanted to sprinkle candy in this chapter to make myself happy, but as I wrote it, I ended up crying and coding this chapter...