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

Lu Ming looked at the scenes that seemed to happen right in front of him, and felt very unhappy, even out of anger.

In fact, he has always known that there is a very complicated and subtle atmosphere between Xiang Tingwu and Yin Rong. There was a trace of gentle compassion in Xiang Tingwu's eyes, like the spring water in the mountain stream in early spring, the surface is still frozen, but the deep water has already flowed out.

But even if the emotional entanglement between the two is lingering and painful, other innocent people should not be involved.

This is something he can't understand, whether it is the misidentified female disciple in the story between Lu Yu and Shen Jing, or the charming and affectionate young lady in the Qingyuan between Ye Qingyu and Dao Lingjun, and Shen Jing, Or the many people who were framed and implicated between Xiang Ting Wu and Yin Rong, including Ji He when he was a teenager.

They have nothing to do with the people in the story, or their love-hate entanglements, but they are still swept into it, and they have tasted all the heartache and pain in other people's lives.

Lu Ming clenched his fists subconsciously, his eyes were serious. He has always placed himself in the position of a supporting role, followed the system's prompts, and provided possibilities for the protagonist's life and growth. It was also because he personally participated in it that he gradually understood the importance of life in this world. , There is no so-called protagonist and supporting role at all. Everyone has their own life and will create some unique experiences in this life.

Whether these experiences are bitter or sweet, that is their own business, and no one has the right to participate or even change their lives.

This is also the reason why the previous Jueqing sect lord Ying Stillqing died suddenly, but no one was surprised and questioned it. A generation of immortal monarchs suddenly disappeared, and the entire sect did not cause any splashes.

I don't know how many other disciples have suffered from his unreasonable malice and harm. It can even be said that he is the source of many things.

No character will be flat. Maybe Ying Shangqing also has some unbearable past that caused his vicious and distorted personality. Whatever happens, Lu Ming is not in the mood to understand his past experience now. No matter what kind of suffering it is, it is not a reason for him to hurt others.

Lu Ming raised his eyes and glanced at the two people in front of him, and didn't intend to say these words.

Shen Jing next to him was still sitting blankly, his eyes were blank, his hair was carefully coiled up into a peony bun at the back of his head, and there was a silver light shining between the hair strands, which seemed to be the shadow of a few white hairs.

She opened her mouth towards Lu Ming, and made a vague sound in her throat, as if swallowing saliva, and looked straight at her.

Xiang Tingwu kept looking over there vigilantly, and when he saw Shen Jing's movements, he frowned even tighter, and said in a deep voice, "Sect Master Lu, does he want to say that this sluggish and godless woman is the Taoist companion of Lord Daoling back then?" Shen Jing? This is a bit far-fetched, and Sect Master Lu doesn't have to spend so much trouble."

Lu Ming looked up at him, didn't speak, turned around and went to the table, poured a glass of water and walked back.

Seeing that he ignored him, Xiang Tingwu confirmed his guess and said firmly, "No one knows that Shen Jing was once the only female disciple under the previous Patriarch of the Jueqing Sect. It is proficient, and after becoming a Taoist couple with Lord Dao Ling, he retired from the world and did not care about world affairs. Later, he passed away due to childbirth and childbirth. This is a well-known thing, and it has been a hundred years now. Sect Master Lu wants to say that this ignorant woman is Shen Jing, how can people believe it?"

Lu Ming rolled his eyes at him in his heart.

He thinks that you can't recognize it because you are blind. If everyone is like you, then this so-called world of cultivating immortals will come to an end sooner or later.

Lu Ming handed the tea to Shen Jing's mouth, leaned slightly, and heard Yin Rong whispering from behind: "If you say she is Shen Jing, it seems that her appearance does not match, and...the age is not right."

Lu Ming looked at the quiet and fair face, and knew that even if she was dressed neatly, she could still see the rough outline of a savage, and the corners of her eyes were also covered with frost, but he didn't directly deny it, but said calmly: "Why? wrong?"

Yin Rongdao: "Even if a hundred years have passed in a flash, everyone in the world of cultivating immortals has passed through the catastrophe, and their faces will not change with the increase of years." Lu Ming said, "People like Immortal Master Lu should belong to the same generation as Lord Daoling Shen Jing and the others. A hundred years of time is like a rush of water, but there is no trace on the immortal master. Birth, old age, sickness and death are all mortals. reincarnation, and this woman..."

Lu Ming said: "Quiet her, she has not passed the golden core stage."

"..." Yin Rong froze for a moment.

After Lu Ming finished drinking the water, Shen Jing put the water glass upside down in his sleeves, Shi Shiran turned around, and said to Yin Rong: "So she will gradually age according to the changes of ordinary people's age, but she will not As fast as a mortal."

Yin Rong didn't respond, she turned her head and glanced at Shen Jing lightly, there was no emotion in her eyes, as dark as the moonlight at midnight, she was silent for a while, said "abrupt" and stopped talking.

Lu Ming walked over to put the glass on the table, poured another glass of water, and came back.

Of course he knew Yin Rong's psychology.

After all, she was someone she once loved deeply. She must still have a certain halo-like affection for Lu Yu, and she has added new tenderness under the tempering of the years. Yin Rong will definitely not have a good impression of someone who is dead, even if she does not express sympathy for her experience, she will not treat her with a good face.

Lu Ming pondered slightly, but didn't notice that Shen Jing's eyes slowly turned to Yin Rong.

He gestured to hand over the tea, but Shen Jing shook his head in a rare way, with a gurgling sound in his throat.Lu Ming stopped his movements and asked, "But do you want anything else?"

Shen Jing didn't respond, her eyes stared straight at the direction where Yin Rong was, as if she knew Yin Rong, but also seemed to be looking at other places through her, because there were no gathering points in her eyes, so she didn't know where she was look at something.

Yin Rong stood opposite her without saying a word.

Lu Ming looked at the quiet posture and found her body stretched forward slightly, as if something in front of her was attracting her. He turned his eyes and looked in that direction, and saw a simple and thick eaves corner. After careful observation, he could almost feel it. A wisp of faint black air drifted out.

That was Geng Ming's refining room, where the eyes of the sealed evil spirit, the mask of the ghost, and the soul in the blood ring were all there.

Lu Ming's expression turned cold, but he turned his face without showing any abnormality. He said to Yin Rong calmly: "She wants you to come."

"..." Yin Rong was startled, looked at Shen Jing and subconsciously said, "But..."

Lu Ming said: "She is a woman after all, so it's more appropriate for you to come if you don't want to be intimate with a man or a woman."

Yin Rong: "..."

Although her face was always calm and she couldn't see any strong emotions, the attitude of resistance in her eyes was very obvious. She stood there without moving. The more anxious, as if urging something, Yin Rong still didn't move, and took half a step behind Xiang Tingwu.

Xiang Tingwu frowned, and when he was about to speak, Lu Ming said indifferently, "Master Xiang, just now you insisted on coming over to see this female guest, but you only said some innocuous words after you came in, and now you just help feed the water." If there is no other matter, the two of you can leave first."

Xiang Tingwu frowned: "..."

Naturally, he couldn't leave right away, there were still many things he hadn't figured out, so he looked in the direction of Yin Rong beside him, signaling her to be wronged, Yin Rong lowered his eyes and hesitated for a moment, and finally walked forward.

Lu Ming handed over the teacup, Yin Rong took it, and then slowly handed it to Shen Jing's mouth, the indifference in his expression was very profound, but Shen Jing seemed to know what she was thinking, sitting on the bed motionless, his lips were The edge of the teacup wriggled back and forth for a while, but eventually it didn't touch the tea.

Yin Rong took a deep breath, her face remained calm, Lu Ming thought she would give up, but she slowly opened her mouth: "Senior Shen, it's time to drink water."

The word "Senior" is like a key, instantly opening the dusty door in Shen Jing's mind. Her muddy eyes turned slightly, and then landed on Yin Rong. The voice in her throat became chaotic, and she just watched carefully. Looking at Yin Rong's face, he didn't say a clear word for a long time.

"Drink some water," Yin Rong said as softly as possible while enduring his disgust, "Aren't you thirsty?"

Shen Jing stared hard at Yin Rong's eyes, lowered his eyes again, swallowed a big mouthful of saliva with a "gul" in his throat, and then stretched out his left hand.

Yin Rong put the teacup in her hand, and said again: "One hand is not enough, two hands are needed, senior..."

Shen Jing snatched the teacup, put her lips together and drank most of it in one gulp, raised her head and stared at Yin Rong blankly, her slightly raised jawline seemed to be showing off.

Yin Rong just stood quietly, unmoved.

Lu Ming narrowed his eyes slightly, thinking that this method really works, she must be a little bit stimulated by Hei Shenjing, so that she can regain a little bit of normal consciousness.

Yin Rong raised the teacup in her hand again, and said, "There's still some, do you want to finish it?"

Shen Jing looked at the tea in the cup hesitantly for a while, and finally raised her head and drank it again, but she didn't swallow it immediately. She held the water in her cheeks and shook her head blankly.

Then, his eyes fixed on Yin Rong's direction.

At the same time, Lu Ming was keenly aware of an unusual aura.

Yin Rong leaned over: "What's the matter, the water has to be swallowed..."

Shen Jing looked at her, and suddenly sprayed a mouthful of water on Yin Rong's face.

Yin Rong: "..."

Xiang Tingwu had been watching the whole process, wanting to see what tricks this woman was up to, whether she was pretending to be crazy or being stupid, but when she saw her spit water on Yin Rong's face, she almost jumped up on the spot, and walked a few steps over. Pulling Yin Rong to his side, he gently wiped her wet cheeks with his sleeve, while staring at Shen Jing.

Those eyes wished they could shoot two knives.

Shen Jing seemed to know what she had done, she still raised her eyes slowly, met Yin Rong's watery face, and said slowly: "Come out, don't be in his arms."

Yin Rong leaned his back to Ting Wu, and was taken aback when he heard this.

Shen Jing's eyes gradually became serious, he straightened his back slightly, and said word by word: "Why can't you help it when you see a man who treats you a little better?"

Yin Rong: "You..."

Shen Jing said: "In this world, there has never been a love that can reach the end, understand?"

At that moment, the whole room was suddenly silent.

At the same time, Lu Ming finally felt the strong demonic aura, which almost doubled and skyrocketed the moment Shen Jing finished speaking, floating over the Zongmen as if it had substance.

The disciples who came out from a distance shouted in panic: "It's not good, the refining furnace of Geng Ming Xianjun has changed, and the things inside are about to come out!!"