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

Yin Rong paused for some reason, and subconsciously took a step back.

After Shen Jing and her looked at each other for a few seconds, they lowered their eyes quietly, fiddled with the belt on his chest with both hands, and stopped talking.

Xiang Tingwu was still staring at Shen Jing closely, his brows were slightly frowned, and there was an inquiring suspicion in his eyes that could not be concealed. Suddenly, he shook his body, as if he realized something, wanted to speak, stopped, and spoke again Swallowed it back.

He took two steps back, and stood beside Yin Rong in silence. After two seconds of silence, he turned his head to look at Yin Rong, with a flattering expression on his face, but Yin Rong just lowered his head without any response.

Lu Ming kept his eyes on the side, he could clearly feel the delicate atmosphere between the two, Yin Rong, who had been in a suppressed and forced position, did not know when there was a faint aura of controlling something, even if she just Standing there silently, bowing his head and ears, Xiang Tingwu's gaze was always glued to her as if with substance.

Lu Ming was thoughtful, looked up at Shen Jing, walked over, put his hands on her back, and slowly sent a stream of spiritual flow, Shen Jing trembled in shock, but there was no violent reaction, still fiddling with her belt , Occasional heavy swallowing sounds in the throat.

No one spoke for a while, Lu Ming leaned slightly, and said calmly: "She seems to know you, or do you know Lu Yu?"

The voice was calm, but in this silent room, it was like a stone being thrown into the lake, causing a small splash of water. Yin Rong's drooping head shook slightly, and the lines on both sides of his cheeks were a little tense , but in the end he still didn't respond. Instead, Xiang Tingwu frowned and asked, "Sect Master Lu, what does this mean?"

He stood sideways in front of Yin Rong, seemingly in a posture of defending her.

Lu Ming's eyes were still on Shen Jing, and he didn't glance away. He said indifferently: "It's just a casual question, why are you so nervous to the suzerain?"

Xiang Ting Wu's expression was quite gloomy, "I can't tell it's just a random question." Turning his head slightly, he glanced at the woman sitting on the couch with a strange and sluggish behavior, "This woman can tell at a glance that she is not a normal person. How can she take what she said to be true?"

"Is it?"

Lu Ming chuckled, and finally conveyed the spiritual power to Shen Jing, and slowly withdrew his hand. He stood up straight and faced Xiang Tingwu, and said, "Sect Master Xiang insisted on coming over to find out. Now that he has seen someone, I don't know how to feel?"

Xiang Tingwu turned his head to look at Shen Jing again, his eyes dodged for some reason, he looked at Lu Ming calmly, and calmly said: "I don't know what this woman has gone through, she looks sluggish like ordinary people, but she looks at her eyes There is also a faint hint of pain, but it's nothing strange, there are so many poor people in the world, but it's not something you and I should take care of. I don't know when Qingzong became an asylum in the world, what kind of Everyone pays."

Lu Ming didn't react at all when he heard the words, he didn't even show a hint of anger at his words, he slowly lifted the hem of his clothes, sat down in the chair next to him, and said: "I don't understand what you said to the suzerain .”

Xiang Tingwu raised his eyebrows at him: "Why don't you understand?"

Lu Ming raised his eyes and glanced at Yin Rong behind him, his eyes were clear, and then quietly retracted, looking at the pattern of frost branches on his sleeve, he said: "The Jueqing Sect really doesn't mind meddling, anyone's painful experience It is their own good fortune, and I will never interfere. Those who can be brought back to the Jueqing Sect are people who have connections with the world of cultivating immortals. This woman must not be picked up randomly from the world. Why does Sect Master Xiang think she is just an ordinary person? What about women?"

"..." Xiang Tingwu stared at him with gloomy eyes, then restrained his sharpness for a while, and said, "What exactly does Sect Master Lu want to say?"

"Sovereign Master Xiang must have noticed it too," Lu Ming put his elbows on the crossbar of the chair next to him, and leaned slightly on the back of the chair behind him. "This woman's face is no longer young, and she vaguely looks like an old friend," he raised his head gently Glancing at Xiang Tingwu, a faint light flashed, "I wonder if Suzerain Xiang still remembers Shen Jing?"

Xiang Tingwu's expression froze, as if a thunderbolt struck him, he forgot to react, and something very complicated flashed in his eyes, but after all, he has gone through thousands of sails, and he can do even the most important things without being surprised, and he quickly calmed down After getting down, he withdrew his body for a while, as if he wanted to sense the existence of the person behind him, but Yin Rong didn't seem to be very puzzled, and pulled a little distance away from him.

Xiang Tingwu's face became even more ugly.

Lu Ming saw all their small actions and didn't say anything. He was happy to see them tempting and torturing each other, as if they were fighting a trapped beast.

He looked at the two people in front of him coldly, his eyes were as pale as glass, unprecedentedly cold, he seemed to be looking at them, but in fact his pupils were not focused, and they were frozen in a certain place in a daze.

In front of his eyes, there is a huge virtual screen, like an LED screen, flashing pictures of the past.

It was a desolate and desolate field. Lu Yu was covered in bruises and fell in a piece of withered grass. He must have just been thrown down by the people of Jue Qingzong. I broke off contact with Shen Jing, but there was no result.

At that time, he was just a casual cultivator practicing freely in the countryside. He met Shen Jing by chance, but he didn't want to completely change his destiny after that, and he could never look back.

The grass was full of blood, which looked shocking. Lu Yu weakly opened his eyes and saw a thick green shade. He felt as if his body was being burned by fire.

Then he heard footsteps not far away.

He wanted to move, but his body seemed to be pressed by something, and then he heard a soft question: "Who are you?"

The shoulder was touched, and he walked away, "You are injured, what kind of enemy is so ruthless?"

It's not the enemy, he thought vaguely in the pain like boiling water, that's where the person I love is, and it's the demon barrier that I try my best to get rid of.

In the early spring, there was still some light sunlight shining on his face through the treetops. In the nearby grass, some kind of reptile insects seemed to crawl into his body along the hem of his ragged clothes. cheek brushes.

There was no sound from the side for a long time. I don’t know if the person who spoke just now walked away because he saw that his injury was too serious to be saved. Lu Yu slowly closed his eyes, but he felt a sense of relaxation in his heart. That’s it, he thought, If I die here right now, and turn into a ghost cultivator, I will disturb the peace of those sanctimonious hypocrites of the Jueqing Sect.If I hadn't died...

He put his hands on both sides of his body, covered with blood and mud. He wanted to clenched his fists but couldn't move his fingers. He struggled twice in vain. In the end, he just drooped powerlessly and fell into the grass.

If I don't die, I'll be able to ascend the Qingzong again when I cultivate my body in the future, even if I kill everyone, I will bring her out.

His thoughts became more and more chaotic, and he gradually became unable to see the scene in front of him clearly, but his body became much lighter. The burning pain gathered in his chest, and a pair of hands covered his chest, his eyelids were sore, and he finally lost consciousness.

Immediately after the screen turned, it was next to a secluded spring in the valley. The man was sitting in the cold pool with his bare upper body. The spring and waterfall hung on the cliff. The flying water hit the man, and the whole body was covered with mist .

Lu Yu's eyes were tightly closed, and his hands were placed on his lapped knees. His face, which had been very pale before, was slightly rosy due to the improvement of his injuries or the impact of the water, and his wet hair was tightly attached to his temples. He slightly parted his lips, exhaled slowly from his dantian, and then opened his eyes.

He didn't seem to feel the existence of the water flow. His whole body was steaming, his back was straight, revealing a long and graceful waist, and his black hair was wet into locks and sticking to his body, making his skin more moist and smooth.

Then he turned his head as if feeling something, and saw a figure standing on the rock over there.

It was the woman who had found him in the woods before. The picture seemed to have multiple camera positions. She quickly zoomed in and gradually saw the woman's face clearly. It was actually Yin Rong when she was a girl.

Yin Rong was standing quietly by the water holding a stack of clothes, and seeing the other party cast his gaze over, meeting her eyes, although she knew that she couldn't see anything clearly from such a long distance, she was stunned for a moment and then He lowered his eyelashes quickly, and his heart beat in his chest, as if he was about to squeeze something out.

A wild goose blew across the valley and flew towards the south. The autumn was deep, Yin Rong looked up at the sky, it was clear and high, since he was rescued, from spring to autumn, so long had passed.

Autumn in the north is particularly lonely. Even if the sky is clear and blue, it is heartbreaking to look at. This season is not suitable for harvesting, nor for reunion. People bid farewell to their hometown and farewell to travelers in the continuous autumn rain. Thinking about it this way, autumn is actually more suitable for farewell, suitable for Turned against each other, as well, fit for a funeral.

After Lu Yu finished his training, he walked up to Yin Rong with bare chest, took the clothes from her hand, and said while putting on the clothes: "It's hard work for you to accompany me here every day and tell me such a good place to practice. It’s not as dull as it used to be.”

Yin Rong forced himself to look away from him, took a step back, landed on the ground, stood still and whispered: "It's nothing hard. I saved you, so I should save you to the end."

"I mean," Lu Yu looked at her with quiet eyes, almost tolerantly, "my injury is no longer serious, and I plan to leave."

Yin Rong: "..."

She thought she heard it wrong, and didn't realize it for a while, she raised her eyes in a daze, "Leave...but your spiritual power..."

Lu Yu grabbed his hand, and his expression was calm and he didn't see the slightest difference: "This is nothing to do. They abolished my cultivation and made me unable to enter the way of cultivating immortals for the rest of my life. Half my life's hard work was ruined. Even if it's for revenge, I We must seek justice.”

Yin Rong looked at him, although she said so, she couldn't see any intention of revenge in Lu Yu's eyes, instead, there was a stronger and more fanatical emotion in the depths of his clear pupils.

She paused for a moment, and her eyes dimmed instantly. She knew that he had already made up his mind, and she couldn't stop it, let alone keep it. They had only known each other for a few months, and she didn't even have the position to ask him not to leave.

On the day they parted, it was raining continuously in autumn, and the valley was cold and quiet. Occasionally, there were a few calls of apes from the high mountains, which echoed in the empty valley, and it took a long time to dissipate.

Yin Rong got up early and saw a letter left on the table by Lu Yu, which only said a few words: Thank you for your care, and I will repay you for saving my life in the future.Let it go.

Next to it was a stack of thicker envelopes, picked them up and opened them, and there were a few pieces of silver money inside. Yin Rong looked at the money for a while, then raised his hand to cover his eyes, a little wetness overflowed from his fingertips, and finally fell silent. Laughed out loud.

From then on, all the pictures flowed like waves, endlessly scrolling, skipping many plots that can be guessed, such as Yin Rongli's determination to join the sect of cultivating immortals, and Lu Yu's refusal of Qingzong, but he learned that Shen Jing had already married Daoling Lord and went back to seclusion In the human world, people who have fallen into demons and fell into the demon way, or the Suzerain of Jue Qing Sect, Ying still Qing died suddenly, and only said to the outside world that he had attained great success in Taoism and passed away. Before long, Lu Ming took over the power of the sect.

Then, there was the catastrophe that severely injured the vitality of the entire world of cultivating immortals, and countless deaths occurred. At that time, Yin Rong was already an accomplished female Taoist in the countryside, and she learned about the catastrophe from a human storyteller. Finale.

All the families of the immortal sect worked together to tear up the devil's body and seal it, and the evil devil was finally executed on the spot.

She sat in the private seat of the teahouse, quietly drank half a cup of tea in front of her, then put on her bamboo hat, turned and walked out.

Later, after many years, she joined the only sect in the world of cultivating immortals that did not reject female disciples——Yujianmen.

The encounter between her and Xiang Tingwu actually had a pretty good beginning, but later she personally led them into a winding road, full of blood and tears, and there was no turning back.

Because from the legends in the world, she heard that in the last battle to kill the demon, Lu Ming sealed the demon head with a spell, and all the monks raised their swords to stab him, and happened to penetrate the center of Lu Yu's chest. A sword, its owner is Xiang Tingwu, the suzerain of Yujianmen.