Xiu Ruqin Dao cannot fall in love [Transmigration Book]

Mingzhi has not had this kind of dream for a long time.

The experience on Raksha Island was so profound that he couldn't sleep for a long time after he left. In the dark midnight, when he closed his eyes, besides the scary twins, there was a clean and beautiful Boy, the boy opened a pair of dark orange-turned-red eyes that appeared in the dark night, like a lazy and magnificent sunset, which was soaked in blood in an instant.

Standing in the cave full of corpses, he raised his hands towards Mingzhi, revealing a small blood-stained canine tooth at the corner of his raised lips comfortably, and said in the softest voice—hug.

Walking on the mirage corridor, Mingzhi looked at Qin Feng who was leading the way for them, recalled the dream just now, and thought of the boy, and felt his stomach hurt again.

"Recently, an exotic dancer came to the Moon Floating Palace, and she danced very well. Master thought that she could be given as a congratulatory gift to the monarch of Dongchen Kingdom, so he brought her along."

Lu Jianxue and Qin Feng came to pick up the Wuwangshan disciples, and when he heard a different song from the boat hall not far away, he said to everyone.

He said, but his eyes were glued to Li Xiuze's body, and Li Xiuze felt numb from the sight, trying to remember if he had offended this big disciple of Tu Yuegong, but no matter how he thought about it, he didn't. .

When the two boats met, it was Yuan Chu and Ren Sihe who had an argument with Lu Jianxue. He just noticed that Master Ming had left the customs and hurried to call for someone.

"Master has asked her to practice her dancing skills hard these few days." Lu Jianxue kept his playful eyes on Li Xiuze, and he continued, "I think I plan to see the results today."

"Yuefu Palace really enjoys it." Ren Sihe sneered when he heard the words, and said in a strange way, "Other sects of cultivating immortals are all diligent in cultivation, self-cultivation and self-cultivation. Fortunately, you have a whole music workshop in it. Do you sing and dance every day?"

"I think so, but it's a pity that the master won't let me." Lu Jianxue moved her gaze from Li Xiuze to Ren Sihe, the corners of her lips curled up, and sighed, "Just say that you are not angry, our tenth son of the Moon Floating Palace The two palace masters can only see them chatting about romance, playing the piano and talking about poetry all day long, indulging in their own hobbies, doing whatever they want, as if their own affairs are the most important in the world. But their cultivation Everything can move mountains and seas, but Fellow Daoist Du has already followed the rules, but he can't even touch their heels. How can you say this is so unfair?"

"Fellow Daoist Lu was joking." The disciple who was following Ren Sihe suddenly raised his eyes, and lightly glanced at Lu Jianxue, and Ren Sihe who was about to refute but was suppressed by Yu Zhong, "The palace masters are the proud sons of heaven. Senior Brother He is just an ordinary Wuwangshan disciple, even if he is compared with Fellow Daoist Lu, he may not be comparable, how can He De be compared with several palace masters."

This disciple is Ren Sihe's younger brother, and along the way, he is the kind who keeps making soy sauce and doesn't hum.

When Ren Sihe was doing things, he had a quarrel with the Shanzhu faction, and he even persuaded Ren Sihe in private.

Right now, it's because the senior brother was so annoyed by the disciples of other sects that he opened his mouth.

On the surface, what he said was to belittle Ren Sihe, but in fact, he said that Lu Jianxue was degrading himself by comparing an ordinary disciple like Ren Sihe with the master of the Moon Floating Palace.

Hearing this, Qin Feng's expression changed suddenly, he frowned slightly and looked at Lu Jianxue, only to see him wave his hand.

"Why can't they be compared?" Lu Jianxue is the direct disciple of Master Dong, Tu Yue Palace currently has only three disciples, he is a big brother, raised by Master Dong, he is very clear about the temperament of the masters of Moon Floating Palace, He didn't think Cai Cai's words were inappropriate, and smiled at Qin Feng, "Everyone in the Yuefu Palace believes that who can be more noble than anyone else in the world, we have always been able to occupy the position, regardless of age and status, whoever is good will be the best." You can go there. Fellow Daoist Ren, if you feel that our Yuefu Palace has a music workshop, we like to listen to music and enjoy dancing, and if we recite too much, we will lose the demeanor of a fairy family, you can come to our Yuefu Palace to compete and prove that you are right. "

Lu Jianxue even made a gesture of invitation, following the direction of his arms, it was the boat hall. At this time, on the main seat of the boat hall were the two lords of the Twelve Palace Masters of the Moon Floating Palace.

Ren Sihe shut up, and looked away unnaturally.

His junior brother didn't change much, with a look of "I see", as if he wasn't the one who said those words just now.

Seeing that everyone stopped talking, Lu Jianxue frowned and turned her eyes back to Li Xiuze.

Li Xiu only felt a sudden gust of cold wind blowing, and a layer of chicken skin grew on his arms.

"Friend Lu."

Until standing at the entrance of the boat hall, Li Xiu couldn't bear it any longer, grabbed his uncle's arm to strengthen himself, and asked, "May I have something on me?"

"Huh?" Lu Jianxue made a suspicious voice, and took the opportunity to look at Li Xiuze from head to toe openly, "No, why did fellow Daoist Li ask me this?"

"Then, then you..."

"Then why did Fellow Daoist Lu keep staring at him?"

Mingzhi watched Wuwangshan's disciples take their seats in the hall, turned his head and pulled out his hand vigorously, but he couldn't pull it out, and was about to say something, when he turned around and saw Li Xiuze looking at him begging for help, Sighing, he spoke for Li Xiuze when the words reached his lips.

"This..." Lu Jianxue blinked her eyes, and purposely put it off, "In the hall, Immortal Master Ming and Fellow Daoist Li will naturally know about it."

After speaking, he lifted the gauze curtain and planned to go in.

However, a hand stretched out to stop him. On his arm, a fat man whose neck was too fat to be seen tilted his head, looking at him with black eyes the size of mung beans.

"Speak clearly."

Mingzhi felt that Li Xiu was even more panicked, and stopped Lu Jianxue like his marionette.

Lu Jianxue shook her head, put a finger in front of her lips, and made a silent gesture, saying: "No."

Then, he bent down and passed under Ming Zhi's arm.

Sighing, Mingzhi let Xiao Feijiu fly back to his shoulder, and said to Li Xiuze: "Uncle Master did his best."

Listening to the inexplicable conversation just now, Li Xiu became even more relaxed. A hundred question marks in his heart were like a group of mud horses, galloping past, and the wind and sand brought up could drown him.

They took their seats in the hall one by one. As soon as Ming Zhi sat down, he felt the extremely sad gaze from above, and he knew it was Dongzhu looking at him without looking.

Mingzhi naturally met her gaze and smiled at her, not surprisingly, Shi Erzi's eyes became more sad.

This doesn’t matter, but it made Mingzhi notice another thing, that is——

He found that Mr. Xiaohan was also looking at Li Xiuze.

It is better to say look than to look.

Speaking of which, on the small broken boat, Dongzhu was also looking at Li Xiuze at the beginning.