Cultivate with an African God

Mu Xinghe also didn't know where Wen Xingze could go in the future. He rarely saw such a person, who came to the situation he is today.The accomplished people he knows are all passionate and talented. Although Wen Xingze is a smart and outstanding person, no one has ever said that he has a talent for sword repair, let alone a love for sword practice.

But he didn't need to comfort Wen Xingze, because Wen Xingze was always sober, and those perfunctory comforts were of no use to him.Mu Xinghe thought for a while, but then asked: "Where's Zhong Zijin? It's really strange that you two, Meng Buli and Jiao Buli Meng, are not together today."

Wen Xingze did not squat on the ground like Mu Xinghe, but sat next to Mu Xinghe as if he was not afraid of getting dirty.Mu Xinghe could probably feel that he wouldn't do indecent gestures like his own, but he wouldn't look down at himself and talk to himself, so even if the ground wasn't clean, he simply sat down.

"I wanted to watch our opponents compete with each other, but my mother met me." Wen Xingze smiled, his tone seemed to be gentler than usual, and there was something unclear about it, "Zhong Zijin, he probably Competing with others."

Mu Xinghe nodded. In fact, Wen Xingze was the same kind of person as him. Even though they had expected their own strength, they never took it lightly before the competition. If they could observe their opponents, they would observe them more.Due to the arrangement of the battle, Mu Xinghe's time is a little loose, so it's not too late to watch it tomorrow, but Wen Xingze will start a series of fierce battles tomorrow morning, so today he is already gathering intelligence on his opponents in the competition of others.

But Zhong Zijin was different from them. He was competing enthusiastically. Even if his cultivation base was at least one step lower than everyone here, he was still very motivated to find someone to compete with, and some people were willing to compete with him.

Mu Xinghe shook his head with a smile: "Zhong Zijin is really amazing."

Mu Xinghe relies on his understanding to learn things, but what Zhong Zijin has is his innate talent. He is favored by fate, and he also loves the things his talent relies on. What he gets is more happiness than others.

Wen Xingze also smiled, a little helplessly, but very tolerant: "He has always been a great person."

Mu Xinghe turned his head to look over, the young man's face was gentle and handsome, and when he smiled, it seemed like a gentle breeze was blowing.

Zhong Zijin is Mu Xinghe's friend, and Mu Xinghe can only be happy because of Zhong Zijin's talent.But this doesn't just need them to be friends. First, because Mu Xinghe has too many successful experiences, those experiences gave him too much self-confidence. It may shake Mu Xinghe's affirmation of himself; the second is because Mu Xinghe is not interested in swordsmanship at all, and Zhong Zijin's talent is astonishing, but it is also his own business.

But Wen Xingze is different, he grew up with Zhong Zijin, but almost all the elders' eyes are on Zhong Zijin, now he is dying first, ahead of Zhong Zijin, but what about before?In the past, even though Zhong Zijin said that their victory and defeat were five or five, who knew how much thought Wen Xingze had put behind it?

Mu Xinghe used to follow the police to investigate cases because of his relatives. He had seen many people with sinister hearts and knew how easy it is for the seeds of malice to grow.But Wen Xingze's words were genuine appreciation, genuine pleasure, and even a little pampering, as clear as the fifteenth moonlight, but without any shadow or resentment.

Mu Xinghe thought for a while, and finally said: "Before Zhong Zijin said, you hate him. I replied at that time that normal people would hate him, and it is normal for you to hate him... Now it seems that I was wrong."

"No," Wen Xingze retorted gently, "I really hated him."

Mu Xinghe turned his head to look at him.

It has been more than a year since their farewell in Yunfu.Mu Xinghe has grown taller, and his appearance has also changed a bit, and the same is true for his friends.Zhong Zijin used to have the exquisite appearance of a rich and well-clothed young man, but now the sunshine and candor settled on his face, making him start to show a heroic outline slowly, and when he was silent, he was like a cold black sword.Wen Xingze is slightly older than Zhong Zijin. He has inherited his mother's good looks and has beautiful facial features. Because of his gentle and polite temperament, he looks immature and gentle, but now he is slowly fading away from his youthful appearance, and he is still so handsome. , but also has a calmness that makes people feel particularly comfortable and at ease, like the moonlight.

The daylight traced the outline of this young man, and his eyes were a pool of autumn water, autumn water under the moonlight.

His tone is still gentle and calm, with a little reminiscence: "When I lost to him, I hated it. When I was robbed of attention, I hated it. When I worked hard for a long time but failed to beat him, I hated it... really He was so angry, anxious and helpless that he was about to become a demon at one point, but so what? He wouldn't know, and he wouldn't understand even if he knew. Besides...it wasn't his fault at all, I was the narrow-minded person .”

He didn't know what to think of, but he smiled slightly.

Mu Xinghe looked at him and said slowly, "But venting your anger will make you feel better."

"Perhaps..." Wen Xingze sighed leisurely, "But I am a swordsman after all, and the heart of a swordsman needs to be clear, and he must not deceive himself."

He knew Zhong Zijin was very good, he was friends with Zhong Zijin, he was Zhong Zijin's closest person and the person he relied on the most.At the same time, he was also covered in Zhong Zijin's shadow, blaming himself for being narrow-minded.

Mu Xinghe patted Wen Xingze's shoulder, and gave him some comfort that was better than nothing: "At the beginning, I couldn't break through the final stage, so I wondered how you broke through so easily, like changing clothes. Now I know, you are It was an amazing decision."

"It's nothing special...I hesitated for a long time about that decision," Wen Xingze shook the sword in his hand, "But at the beginning I was very calm, but I realized that no matter how long I hesitated, I finally chose a path, so it's nothing good regrettable."

Mu Xinghe smiled.He is also a person who has experienced a breakthrough. Although the reason is different from Wen Xingze's, he can understand that state of mind.

He thought for a while and realized that the topic had diverged, so he had to bring it back: "Zhong Zijin was so frightened at the time that he didn't know what to do. How did you get back together?"

Wen Xingze looked into the distance, his eyes were full of moonlight, soft and long: "It was snowing when he came after him."

It was a bit cold that day.

Wen Xingze has been away from Yunfu for a while, and he has not returned to Ruliu Secret Realm, because it has been more than ten days, and everything is probably over.But Wen Xingze didn't know where to go, he just walked on the road.

He thought that his heart was like still water, no matter how Zhong Zijin treated him, he was willing to wait slowly, until he understood or until he forgot, but he didn't want to feel a little irritable when he saw it suddenly, so that he didn't talk to Mu Xinghe about the past, and left Yunfu early.

Is wrong.

As he thought about it, something cold fell into the top of his head and shoulders.It's rain, it's snow.Accompanied by the rain and snow came the sound of distant footsteps. The sound was actually very slight, but he had heard it for many years, so he could distinguish it instantly.

He stopped and waited for the man.

Zhong Zijin's head was half wet, and he was very embarrassed. He seemed to be exhausted physically. He supported the tree trunk with his hands, but he smiled very brightly: "Brother, you are really here!"

Wen Xingze ignored his smile, and only asked back, "Really?"

"Now it's too late for you to return to the secret realm. You probably don't want to go back to the sect soon after you go out. The weather is bad and it's not suitable to travel far, so I guess you will go towards Cangjiange."

Wen Xingze thought about it, he hadn't actually thought about the path himself, but he did go towards Cangjiange today, Zhong Zijin was not stupid when people said he had no intentions.It's just that it's annoying to be confused sometimes when your mind should be awake.

So he just looked at Zhong Zijin and asked, "Don't hide from me anymore?"

A moment of panic flashed across the eyes of the usually bright young man in his question that implied anger. Wen Xingze softened in his heart and almost opened his mouth to round up the situation, but Zhong Zijin spoke first, speaking as fast as Like a cannonball: "Brother, I'm sorry for you! You hated me before, just hate me, I'll bear it, I did something wrong, I just change it, don't hate me in the future!"

Wen Xingze looked at Zhong Zijin for a while, and became a little annoyed again.He vaguely felt the crux of the problem—this person hadn't finished listening to what he had to say, and he was just thinking about it for a long time, but he himself felt that Zhong Zijin disliked him for not being as glamorous as he appeared on his face, so they didn't say anything clearly between them. began to hide.

Wen Xingze sighed: "...Then what if I say I want you to give up practicing swords?"

Zhong Zijin took a step back in fright, subconsciously hugged his Shifang Nirvana Sword to his chest, but slowly put it back, looked up at Wen Xingze, the waves in his eyes faded, showing a rock-solid determination: "No. I will not give up the way of the sword. But if you don't like me using a sword, I won't use it in front of you."

Wen Xingze smiled, approached him a few steps in a strange way, and hugged him, but he let go soon.He looked into Zhong Zijin's eyes, wanting Zhong Zijin to know that what he said next was sincere: "I was joking just now, don't panic. I did hate you, but maybe I hate myself more, because you didn't What did you do wrong. So you just keep doing what you were before, I will not betray you, nor will I alienate you, I will not be the next Xia Shengyi."

There was a moment of bewilderment in Zhong Zijin's expression, but that bewilderment was quickly covered by happiness.

Zhong Zijin really didn't understand why people who hated him would always protect him, but that was not important to Wen Xingze at all.

Mu Xinghe listened, thought for a while, and suddenly said: "I feel that although I don't understand many things, I think I can understand your mood. This should show that I am indeed Zhong Zijin of the two units."

He turned his head and looked at Wen Xingze who was confused by his inexplicable words. Suddenly, he had a flash of inspiration and became a little playful again. He squinted at him and asked, "Your love-hate relationship has no bottom line and tolerance." ...Could it be that he likes him?"

After Mu Xinghe finished speaking, he suddenly felt a little ashamed. He was about to say that he was just joking, but he saw Wen Xingze's face slowly turn red, reaching to the base of his ears, so red that he seemed to be transparent under such light.

He clearly was so cramped, but he nodded, his tone was still gentle, but also very serious.

"Yes."

This time Mu Xinghe was completely stunned.

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