Cultivate with an African God

Shen Xiu's emotion was almost imperceptible, but Mu Xinghe could still catch the abnormality in it.

——After Xiannianzhen Mopu recognized the master, everything went in the direction Shen Xiu didn't want. That was obviously not a coincidence, but a deliberate plan behind the scenes.The congenital magic spectrum is such a monster, the world will definitely fight for it, but the person who plots can drive the congenital magic spectrum, the power is unimaginable by Mu Xinghe——Shen Xiuping flatly described this as a coincidence, and said that he himself Good luck with the piss, it's about coincidences of this kind that are never rare.

Mu Xinghe also knew that Shen Xiu had a smooth journey, constant adventures, and rapid breakthroughs. He was a legend.But if those adventures were arranged by others, and those situations where Shen Xiu easily improved his cultivation and became No.1 at that time might be an irreversible fate, or be manipulated by others, would this legend still be so desirable?

All of Shen Xiu's experiences may have traces of fate, but Shen Xiu may not have noticed it before. After all, everything is logical. I just think I am lucky. On that day, Shen Xiu realizes that these trajectories are unreasonable. He resolutely severed the relationship with the sect, perhaps it was the first time he vehemently rejected such an arrangement.

However, after the face was torn apart, those manipulations still did not stop, and instead pushed the once favored son of heaven all the way to the abyss.

——Shen Xiu said that he had a puzzle about the way of heaven, could this be the way of heaven?

Mu Xinghe frowned when he thought of this, those things are complicated, Shen Xiu is not an idle person, if it is God's will in the dark, how to break free, if someone manipulates, how to manipulate?

Did he walk all the way under such control?

In the midst of those deep thoughts, he suddenly felt a coldness between his brows. It was Shen Xiu who pointed out that his fingers were slender, with well-defined joints, moist and slightly cool like jade. Mu Xinghe woke up, and saw Shen Xiu looked at him.

Shen Xiu really has a face that is too good-looking. He looks exquisite, but it is not as gorgeous as thousands of flowers, but it is as clear and clean as a cloud on the top of a mountain, a little snow in front of the court, and a spring breeze in March blowing over a lake where the ice and snow have melted. Same cold.Those eyes were also clear, like jewels, only cut and shone by the shadows cast by his long lashes.

That person who had always been indifferent now looked a little gentle and a little helpless.His pupils are so deep, as if hiding countless turbulent undercurrents.

"...Don't ask, don't guess," Shen Xiu said, "You can't mention it now."

Mu Xinghe was startled, his spine felt chills.

That attitude was much gentler than he used to treat Mu Xinghe, but Mu Xinghe finally felt the danger behind those words.

Mu Xinghe also felt that he shouldn't have guessed so early, and he couldn't say a lot of things.Now the mood is heavy, and I bury my head and walk away.

But it doesn't matter, Mu Xinghe is very good at putting aside problems without clues, as if nothing happened, and when he gets clues one day, everything will be clear.

——At that time, Mu Xinghe thought that this day would end like this.

If there is no such flower.

They shared the flowers and brushed the willows all the way, and they had already reached a place where no one lived.Shen Xiu didn't talk much, and if Mu Xinghe didn't ask, he wouldn't say anything, and he didn't even take the initiative to ask about Mu Xinghe's recent situation.

The wind came from the sea, carrying the smell of the sea, blowing their sleeves and hair.

Shen Xiu smelled very good, as if the fragrance of flowers with a bit of bitter cold came along with the wind.

Mu Xinghe was still thinking about it. There were many chaotic things running in his mind, together with the unhappiness in front of the Yunfu Mountain Gate that day, stirring in his mind, but in the end it could only be attributed to "don't ask, don't guess".

The footsteps of the companions stopped.

Shen Xiu lowered her eyes slightly and looked at the ground.

The ground is messy, and the vegetation is growing out of order. If there is one thing that is different, it is that there is a flower blooming on the ground.

It's not a special flower, it's a kind of orchid, and there was such an orchid planted in Shen Xiu's courtyard in the warrior world before.Even if the orchid grows in the deep mountains, its charm will not be compromised in any way, so this orchid is almost the same as the orchid in that courtyard, or even a little better.

But Mu Xinghe saw Shen Xiu smiled.

Not long ago, Mu Xinghe saw Shen Xiu smile, indifferently, with the coolness of the first nightfall, with a hint of ridicule or self-deprecation, a smile without a smile on his face.

However, Shen Xiu is different now.

It was as if thousands of stars had melted into those clear and cold eyes, and their brilliance flowed.His expression carried a little tenderness that never ceased, and the spring breeze came suddenly, thousands of trees and pear trees bloomed.

Mu Xinghe felt his heart stop beating.

Mu Xinghe looked at Shen Xiu while his heartbeat was out of order, and Shen Xiu was looking at the flowers on the ground.

"It's driving just right." Shen Xiu quickly withdrew his gaze, as if a cloud of smoke had passed by, only the real joy remained in his brows and eyes.

Mu Xinghe didn't read any flavor from Shen Xiu's expression, no reminiscence, nostalgia, no ridicule, no deep thinking, it was just... just the most ordinary smile when he saw something pleasant.Without a little shadow.

Mu Xinghe knew that his hobbies were always different from those of big bosses. Shen Xiu had a bit of a son-in-law's hobbies, and he was extremely refined.He knows how to play the piano, how to calligraphy, how to make tea, and how to take care of flowers and plants, he has always known.

But now he couldn't understand it at all.

What's there to be happy about? It's just a flower that blooms just right.

He is burdened with heavy shackles, he may have been controlled by fate since he was born, and all his encounters along the way may be conspiracy, even his current ability and fame and status are arranged by others, which is a misunderstanding.Shen Xiu is so outstanding and graceful, maybe she is just a puppet of fate.

But he was still very happy.

He was smiling at the fact that a flower bloomed just right by the roadside, without the slightest emotion.

Mu Xinghe thought, he had actually seen Shen Xiu like this before, at the lantern festival that day, many people plotted against him, and his friends betrayed him, but he said that he heard that the lights were very good, and he wanted to go and see.

He has always been calm, free, and unconcerned about everything, like a cloud in the sky.

He remembered that a long time ago, when he and Shen Xiu lived together, there was a pear tree in the yard, and when he opened the window, pear blossoms flew in.And Shen Xiu was writing on the desk in front of the case.The pear blossoms fell beside the inkstone.

He remembered that once Shen Xiu wrote a line: The meaning of the clouds does not know the sea.

Shen Xiu only wrote one sentence, but now he recalled the whole sentence.

The meaning of the cloud does not know the sea, and the spring is about to go to Cuiwei.The world has fallen for ten kalpas, and I still love plum blossoms but have not returned.

It's great that Shen Xiu can be so calm.But Mu Xinghe suddenly felt a little unbearable. His heart seemed to be suddenly out of control, and he seemed to be pinched hard. He didn't understand why there was such a strange feeling, but his heart was full of all kinds of strange helplessness at this moment. He has so many emotions to distinguish, that he doesn't have the energy to pay attention to them one by one.

Among those chaotic heartbeats, there was a thought that was so clear that it almost occupied his entire mind.

He doesn't want him to laugh.

...but what to do but laugh?

And cry.

He wanted Shen Xiu to cry.

This thought was extremely crazy, overwhelming, and destroyed all his sanity.

In fact, Shen Xiu didn't even smile at the beginning.When I met him for the first time, his expression was always cold, and occasionally he laughed with a hint of sarcasm, which was contemptuous.But that's been a long time, and it seems like a lot of things are different now.

Shen Xiu is now his friend, she trusts him, and even looks forward to him.He will let his guard down and look tired, he will let him touch his life without hesitation, he will risk everything for him, and he will rest on his shoulder and breathe lightly.He would smile at him.Smile with all your heart.

But at this time Mu Xinghe was a little dissatisfied.

He wants more than a laugh.

The burden on Shen Xiu's shoulders was far heavier than his. Even though he knew what kind of person Shen Xiu was, he hoped that Shen Xiu's expression would not be so calm.

Because laughing is a gesture that can be made to many people, but crying is not.

——It doesn’t matter whether it’s the way of heaven or fate, it doesn’t matter if there is an irreversible force behind it.

He wanted Shen Xiu to show a different appearance only to him.

Mu Xinghe only felt that there was a spark in his head being attracted, and a prairie fire was ignited with a thunderbolt.His mind seemed to be blank, and endless thoughts were dancing wildly.Many noises rang in his head.

He clearly understands the relationship between him and Shen Xiu, even if he can talk to him without thinking, even if he can stop him anytime and anywhere, even if Shen Xiu shares secrets with him, it still cannot achieve his goal.

Friends are not enough for Shen Xiu to reveal everything, but maybe... lovers can.

Friends are close and distant, but lovers can completely relax and possess them all.

The prairie fire in Mu Xinghe's heart became more vigorous, as if it could set his blood on fire.At that moment, he was extremely happy, as if the matter that had puzzled him for a long time had finally been answered.

That's right, lovers can!

Mu Xinghe's eyes lit up suddenly, but Shen Xiu had already looked away, wondering how the heart of the young man behind him was surging.

Mu Xinghe's mind was in a mess, he turned his head around a few times, and found that his memory had failed again, and he didn't even know when he lost his way.

"I knew it." Shen Xiu looked at him jokingly, and finally took him back.

Fearing that he would see through the distracting thoughts in Mu Xinghe's mind, he didn't even make an excuse, and hurriedly said that he had to go see his friend.

Although Shen Xiu was a little confused, she just touched his forehead and said, "Your face is a little red."

Mu Xinghe searched for a few reasons, he didn't even remember talking nonsense, he took medicine or was blown away by the wind or something.

He hurried away as if escaping, until the bitter cold breath was gone, his mood was a little calmer, he felt his face was terribly hot.

Tomorrow morning is the first round of soul-forming stage competition. After several battles to determine who will enter the next round, Mu Xinghe's competition is about to begin, and the third day is the soul-refining stage competition.

There was also a competition stage with a magic circle in the resting place. Some people were fighting swords on it, and many people were watching from the audience. From time to time, people applauded. Wen Xingze was probably going to go, but he only found Zhong Zijin who was watching in the crowd.He left the crowd and walked to Zhong Zijin's side. At this moment, the heat on his face finally faded, replaced by flames burning in his eyes.

He looked at Zhong Zijin with an extremely resolute expression, and even looked at death with a certain degree of resignation.

He said, "I'm going to pick him up."

After a while, he suddenly realized that his words were wrong, and corrected himself under Zhong Zijin's blank eyes: "I want to chase him."

The author has something to say:

Mu Xinghe, do you seem to have forgotten something?