Master Qing Leng Always Wants to Marry Me [Transmigration Book]

When the picture disappeared in mid-air, the stars in the sky were not dimmed. Thick clouds covered the night, and sporadic cherry blossom petals occasionally floated in.

The people in the front room are still sleeping peacefully, wondering if those scenes just now broke into his dreams.

Lu Ming and Ji He looked at each other and let out a long breath.

It seems that listening to those legendary stories when I was a child, I watched half of other people's lives just by drinking a cup of tea.

No one moved for a while, Lu Ming withdrew his spiritual power, feeling a slight heat and noise from his chest because of the too immersive empathy.

Ji He turned his face and asked, "Are you alright?"

"It's okay, I think." Lu Ming patted his chest with his hand, "I didn't expect it to be such a story. I have never been in touch with Lord Dao Ling, but the Ye Qingyu in it and the Ye Junior Brother I know are really different. If there are two people, he can hurt each other more severely every time, as if he has no heart. No wonder he is so persistent in going to find Lord Dao Ling now."

Ji He frowned and said, "So Master Ye remembered something from the past? Then who sealed his memory before, and he never mentioned this memory for so many years."

"I guess it should be the previous sect master." Lu Ming was silent for a while, and said coldly, "A complete hypocrite, in order to break up a couple of lovers and ensure the innocence of every disciple in the sect, he will do everything he can , if such a person dies, it will be considered cheap for him.”

"...I also think it's him," Ji He folded his hands on his knees, looking down at his toes, "When I crossed over, the suzerain was already you, and I have almost no impression of this person. You seem to... really hate him look like?"

More than hate, Lu Ming sneered secretly, he was heartless and careless by nature, but he never had a clear distinction between love and hate, and he would never say a good word to someone he didn't like, this should be clear even though he had never had direct contact with him, However, from the memories I found several times from different people, it can be known that this is a complete scum. He didn't know what he had experienced, so he crazily persecuted the disciples in the sect. How many sins.

Especially thinking that "Lu Ming" and "Ji He" were also among the victims, those scenes he had seen that made his heart ache when he thought of them, he really couldn't relieve his hatred after digging out Ying still Qing and whipping the corpse again.

"It's nothing." He restrained his emotions, stood up slowly, and looked up at the endless night sky, "Isn't it worth my hatred for him to do so many evils? It is thanks to him that Junior Brother Ye has come to where he is today." , I don’t know how many people have suffered from it in places we don’t know. I’m just expressing my feelings.”

"..."

Jihe didn't speak, he suddenly remembered that he had fallen into a memory when he subdued the ghost in Yujian Gate, he still couldn't help trembling slightly when he thought of that scene, he didn't know if Lu Ming knew, thinking like this Seeing him was also a little complicated, so she braced herself and stood up with him.

The galaxy above the head is dim, and two or three stars are hidden in the thick clouds.

Ji He said, "Then what should we do now?"

Lu Ming supported his forehead: "Our mission this time is to clear up the main storyline. Now that we have almost learned about their generation, and there is a possibility that Mr. Daoling is still alive, then we have to do it in Yemen. Junior brother found Lord Daoling before."

"what do you mean……"

Lu Ming said: "Looking at Junior Brother Ye's current state, if Lord Dao Ling is still alive, no matter what the situation is now, it's better for us to find someone before him than for the two of them to meet together suddenly, in case something else happens It’s good to be prepared.”

Ji He nodded and did not refute. The reminder about the world line that he received back then was indeed saying that Lord Ling had passed away. Even if the reminder was wrong, the possibility of Lord Daoling’s soul still remaining in this world cannot be ruled out, even if he is dying. Dying, Ye Qingyu can always make preparations to confirm his condition before Ye Qingyu.

Lu Ming looked at the night sky in thought, and continued: "If Lord Daoling really passed away, Junior Brother Ye must be unable to accept such a result. We knew earlier and could have a solution."

Ji He thought for a while, then asked hesitantly, "Then how and where are you going to find Lord Daoling?" After a pause, "We don't even know what he looks like now."

Lu Ming turned his face, seeing his bitter and bitter look, he suddenly burst out laughing.

Ji He looked up at him, and asked puzzledly, "What are you laughing at? Did I say something wrong?"

"You are too immersed in those memories, so you are stupid." Lu Ming stretched out his hand and pinched his cheek, "You forgot that this is a world of cultivating immortals. Lord Dao Ling was already in the Nascent Soul stage when he left the Jueqing Sect. No matter what he has been through for 100 years, he will perfectly maintain his youthful appearance, and nothing will change."

"..." Ji He was stunned for a moment, then suddenly remembered, and patted his head lightly, "Oh, I'm so stupid, why didn't I think of this. I was also thinking that if Mr. Daoling was old and his beard was gray, How can Uncle Ye continue his relationship with him again?"

"Maybe it was because when you read that memory just now, you substituted too deeply." Lu Ming looked at him and said.

"Yes, yes," Ji He nodded seriously, "I really feel sorry for them..."

The night wind blew by, and Ji He was silent for a while, and gradually lost sight of the voices of the people next to him, and turned his face away with a little doubt, only to find that Lu Ming was looking at him with a very deep gaze, and his light pupils seemed to be dyed. There was a faint crimson color on it.

He couldn't help but blushed slightly: "You...what do you see me doing?"

"Let me ask you." Lu Ming looked at him without blinking, and coughed twice, "Didn't you immerse yourself deeply in that memory just now? Then what you substituted was Junior Brother Ye's." The perspective, or... the perspective of Mr. Daoling?"

"..."

Ji He felt a little baffled. He didn't know why he was asking this. Just as he was about to speak, he saw Lu Ming's eyes deepened. He looked at him almost persistently. There seemed to be a layer of subtle ripples in his eyes, rippling round and round. It opened, and finally fixed on his neck.

Jihe: "..."

He suddenly understood something without a teacher, his face flushed instantly, annoyed that he spoke so frivolously, that he could relate to that kind of thing anytime and anywhere, and unconsciously his legs were weak, the two of them stuck together, breathing close So close, looking at each other affectionately among the dancing cherry blossoms, the talking eyes of the other party almost looked into his heart.

Lu Ming stretched out two fingers with his right hand, and lightly tapped on his chest: "Say it, this matter is very important, if you don't say it now, don't regret it in the future."

A burst of electric current lightly passed over the place touched, Ji He and his long eyelashes flickered slightly, gritted his teeth and looked back at his threat, without taking a step back: "...In the future, if there is anything to regret in the future, what else can you regret? ..."

"In the future, I may let you personally experience the reality of this matter in action. It is impossible for you to resist, so you'd better be prepared for this now."

"I, I..." Ji He really wanted to refute him, but after hesitating for a long time, he didn't know what to say, his whole body was like a cooked shrimp, "Didn't you... before, what are you asking..."

"It was before, but it's different now," Lu Ming looked at him relentlessly, "At that time, we were all trapped in our own personal settings and couldn't have our own freedom. Now I use my own identity Ask you, you..."

"Do you remember," Ji He suddenly interrupted him, pursing his lips, "Before... you always liked to pinch my knees before continuing. I don't know if this is your own habit, or What the system told me, but I don't like it very much."

Lu Ming was taken aback.

"My knee was seriously injured during the ascension. If you touch it, I won't feel anything except pain." He lowered his head slightly, and the pinnae of his ears were a little red again. "Except for this, others... I, I can accept it, I think it's better to tell you... oh!"

He stopped talking suddenly, his breathing was blocked, and he realized what happened when he saw the instantly enlarged face in front of him.

Lu Ming was kissing him.

Lu Ming kissed him very tenderly.Driven straight in, with a sharp aggressive aura, Ji He was dizzy, the base of his tongue was so painful that he couldn't turn his head away.As the kiss gradually heated up, a slow heat flow rose from his lower abdomen, and he felt a bit of unforeseen confusion in this heat flow.

When Lu Ming finally let him go, Ji He narrowed his eyes slightly, but Lu Ming's eyes were surprisingly bright, and he looked at Ji He with pity.

"I see. I'm sorry."

Ji He panted slightly, breathing unsteadily, "No, it's okay..."

Lu Ming said: "I will think of other ways, or you can change the posture if you want, I can do eighteen postures."

Jihe: "..."

He pushed Lu Ming away and slapped his hand: "Stinky rascal." He lowered his head to straighten his somewhat messy collar, "There is no serious word in his mouth."

Lu Ming didn't speak, just looked at him, pinched his chin and imagined the beautiful life in the future, Ji He was embarrassed by his look, and stretched out his hand to push him: "Stop making trouble. Talk about business. Do you still remember what Mr. Daoling looked like?" Well, I just saw a few glimpses in Master Ye's memory just now, it is easy to forget, we don't know when we will find him, it will only become more and more blurred after a while."

Lu Ming thought for a while, then nodded: "That's right. Let me ask the system if there is a portrait of Mr. Daoling."

Ji and Qi said, "How can you ask the system about such a trivial matter?"

Lu Ming said: "Why not, it is precisely this kind of trivial matter that you have to ask it, otherwise it pretends to be dead every day and does not speak, what is the difference between it and a waste."

Jihe: "..."

Then he raised his hand and tapped his temple, his eyes froze for a while, and after recovering, he said with satisfaction: "It's done."

As soon as the words fell, cherry blossoms were flying all around, and a huge figure suddenly appeared in midair.

Ji He turned around, his eyes were wide open and he was about to cry out. When he collected himself, he realized that it was not a real person, but the figure of Lord Dao Ling created by illusion.

Lifelike, in the night sky, his hair is tied up high in a bun, half of his black hair hangs down to his waist like splashed ink, his expression is solemn, and the lines on his face are as deep as the mountains and rivers in the world. At a glance, he can tell that he has experienced many filthy worlds, and his white clothes are fluttering. The whole person is immortal, but the expression in his eyes is full of wind and frost that cannot be concealed.

Jihe looked up, and among the blooming cherry blossoms, such a legendary figure appeared in front of him like a real person. Unlike what he saw in those memories just now, this Lord Daoling did not have the clarity and brightness of his youth. , looks more deserted, and a little more calm, mixed with many things in the world.

Lu Ming stood beside him, looking up, nodded for a while, and said: "This time the system is doing well. This Lord Dao Ling is more real, and more in line with the current image after a hundred years. We put him away, and then ..."

"... Daoling?"

Before he finished speaking, he was suddenly interrupted by a trembling voice. Lu Ming and Ji He were startled, and turned around at the same time, only to see Ye Qingyu, who had been sleeping soundly in the room just now, came out at some time, wearing only a pair of clothes. Standing in the doorway in the thin tunic, he looked at the figure of Lord Daoling in midair in disbelief.

His face was full of sadness and surprise.