Disciple's rebellion

As soon as Ning Jie finished speaking, the two fell into the awkward silence before.

Ning Jie narrowed his eyes slightly, and changed the subject in embarrassment: "How about Li Phosph and Xie Yun's wedding?"

In fact, Ning Jie knew exactly how the wedding was going to be.It's really just an excuse to change the subject.

Mi Chen looked at him with lowered eyebrows, and he could see through Ning Jie's clear mind in his eyes, but he didn't deliberately make things difficult for him, but answered his question: "Grand and sincere."

Hearing Mi Chen's sincerity, Ning Jie felt stabbed.

To be honest, Ning Jie is not yet ready to face Mi Chen.

He opened his mouth, as if there were many things he wanted to explain to Mi Chen, many things... he wanted to say to Mi Chen.

But his lips twitched a few times, and finally he spit out only: "Then I wish Brother Li his wish come true."

Mi Chen said again: "Apart from Li Phosph's wedding, do you have anything else you want to tell me?"

Ning Jie pursed his lips and did not speak.

Mi Chen was not in a hurry, and just looked at him quietly, waiting for his answer.

After a long time, Ning Jie asked a very stupid question: "These three years, how have you been?"

Ning Jie was obviously taken aback after he finished speaking, obviously he was so stupid by his own words.

As expected, Mi Chen's eyes became deeper.

Although this question is stupid, and although he knows that Mi Chen's past three years must not have been good, but...he hopes that Mi Chen will be well.

Mi Chen didn't want to answer this question at first, but seeing Ning Jie looking at him eagerly like Mo Yu, his heart had been hardened all the time, but his heart that wanted to teach Ning Jie a lesson softened at this moment.

He took a deep breath and said softly: "I know you are not dead, so it is no different from previous years. For the past three years... I have been retreating."

Hearing this, Ning Jie's emotions were extremely complicated.

Not only was he thankful that his suspended animation did not hurt Mi Chen, but he also felt sad that Mi Chen's mood had not fluctuated too much because of him.

Mi Chen walked forward to Ning Jie.

Only Mi Chen knew that these three years were not as easy as saying "no difference".

Mi Chen stopped, and looked at Ning Jie with amber eyes and asked: "But in the past three years, I have been thinking all the time." He approached Ning Jie, piercing Ning Jie's eyes sharply, "Are you also After knowing it, I will know that you are not dead, so I rushed forward, there is no psychological burden for those who fake death."

Ning Jie suddenly looked up at Mi Chen, his lips trembled slightly, but he was still speechless.

Mi Chen clenched his finger bones: "Are you trying to explain that's not the case? But what you did is really not so innocent."

For the past three years, Mi Chen wondered all the time whether Ning Jie knew something, that's why he chose to feign death, to give himself another choice.

Every time this thought appeared in his mind, Mi Chen felt a suffocating pain in his heart.

But he always felt that this was just his own conjecture. He was waiting, waiting for Ning Jie to come back and tell himself what he wanted to do.

Mi Chen has been suppressing his anger all the time, but now he can no longer hold back his emotions. Seeing Ning Jie's appearance of not intending to explain, Mi Chen, who seldom tears, can no longer contain the unspeakable emotion in his heart. The grievance left behind turned red.

It was the first time Ning Jie saw Mi Chen's tears, and quickly took out a handkerchief from his sleeve to wipe his tears.

But just as he raised his hand, Mi Chen grabbed his wrist and pressed him against the screen with a clever force.

Ning Jie was caught off guard, and pressed his back against the screen suddenly, letting out a muffled groan.

Mi Chen asked with burning eyes, "Ah Jie, tell me the truth, why did you go to the sacrifice formation? You clearly know that even if Wang Zhen is after you and wants you to sacrifice the formation, I can rely on that magic tooth Broke the Blood River Confession."

Even though he wanted to step down from the high altar, the reputation of Weiwu Immortal Venerable was not praised by everyone, and his strength was unquestionable.

Ning Jie's Adam's apple rolled, he grabbed Mi Chen's hand with his backhand, and forcefully, the two suddenly changed their offensive.

Ning Jie pressed Mi Chen against the screen, lowered his head and approached his face.

Mi Chen was also not afraid, raised his chin slightly, and looked straight into Ning Jie's eyes.

Ning Jie kept getting closer, and he barely stopped until the tip of their noses almost touched.

Ning Jie also blushed, and his breath hit Mi Chen's face: "Why did I do this?"

His gaze kept moving down, and he stopped when he reached Mi Chen's slightly moist lips.

Ning Jie choked with sobs and laughed, "I told you before that I love you."

Mi took a deep breath, and his eyes submerged in the water trembled slightly.

Ning Jie's other hand gently moved from the back of Mi Chen's waist along his curve to his chin. He lightly lifted Mi Chen's chin, and stretched out his thumb to gently caress Mi Chen's lips. The warm breath Constantly splashing: "I love you, so I am not willing to be just a teacher and student with you. I want to change my identity and become your legitimate partner. The sacrifice of the body and blood river is an opportunity."

Mo Shuo Mi Chen's thumb suddenly stopped moving, changed it and tapped his lips lightly.

Ruo Ning lowered his head and pecked gently with his warm lips.

Ning Jie continued: "If my life is not good, I will be satisfied if I tell you my intentions before I die. If my life is good..." He paused for a moment, then flashed a paranoid smile, "The fame and fortune of those saviors can be regarded as I have pursued it with pride, and even enjoyed it with heroism. What's more, after I died once, I understand that these fame and fortune are all vain, and I don't want these things anymore in my next life."

Mi Chen looked at the chaotic energy constantly emerging from Ning Jie's body, and said, "So you came to the Demon Realm and became the Demon Lord?"

Ning Jie's gaze moved from Mi Chen's lips to Mi Chen's eyes, and he smiled slightly: "That's right. Let me ask you, who in the world is worthy of the Immortal Venerable Wei Wu?

Mi Shen was frightened by Ning Jie's words, but looked into his eyes seriously, and said: "The way in this world left for Weiwu Immortal Venerable is to be high above and close to the gods. He can only look up from afar but not approach him. No, not monks, not even demons who are hostile to people."

The veins on Ning Jie's arms were slightly swollen, and after a long time, he smiled.

He said: "That's right, no matter whether it is a person or a monk, you should not get close to Miwu Immortal Venerable. But the Demon Venerable, who behaves perversely and does not care about the consequences of doing things, can stretch out his hands to touch the god in his heart. Because the devil itself is a person of desire and paranoia. Incarnation, demons come to defile, it is really suitable."

Speaking of this, Ning Jie paused, let go of Mi Chen's jaw, and gently rubbed his side cheek with the back of his finger.

Mi Chen looked at Ning Jie's face, and his low and gentle tone sounded again, as if letting him see the boy from back then.

No matter how gentle Ning Jie's tone was, he couldn't resist the gloom and paranoia in his words: "So what if the Demon Lord is not qualified?" He wrapped his hands around Mi Chen's back pillow and pressed him into his arms In the process, his chin moved slightly, and all the warm breath sprayed on Mi Chen's ears.

Ning Jie said: "I want you. No one can stop me in the cultivation world, the demon world, or the fairy world. Demons block and kill demons, gods block and kill gods."

He gently pinched a strand of Mi Chen's fallen hair, held it to the tip of his nose and sniffed it, and then gently stroked it behind his ear.

His laughter rang in Mi Chen's ears again: "People who have died once, what are they afraid of?"

Mi Chen stared at Ning Jie's eyes and said: "Indeed, a person who has died once knows best what he wants." He raised his hand suddenly, and gently stroked Ning Jie's tightness with his fingertips as before. Frowning, she said softly: "Ah Jie, tell Master..." Mi Chen paused for a moment, then continued: "Tell me, how did you become a Demon Lord?"

Mi Chen can't say how much he understands the Demon Lord, but he has dealt with the Demon Race for so many years, and he understands how much the Demon Race values ​​blood.

And Ning Jie is his disciple, although few people know about it, but as long as the demon world inquires about it, it is not that Ning Jie is unknown.

...So Ah Jie, have you recovered your memory?

Ning Jie smiled lightly and said, "Don't you all say that if you survive a catastrophe, you will have future blessings? I didn't expect to meet a demon with weak spiritual power. After getting rid of him, I became this demon by the way."

He said it calmly, but only Ning Jie knew how dangerous the situation was.

That's right, Mozun's spiritual power has weakened, but he has just crawled out of the sea of ​​blood.

Who eats who is really not sure.

It can only be said that Ning Jie was lucky, and Mozun Qiuxiu didn't know how to use formations. Otherwise, with his spiritual power alone, how could a monk with overdrawn spiritual power be able to defeat the weakened Mozun.

Mi Chen's fingertips trembled slightly.

He couldn't say many things, but at this moment, Mi Chen couldn't help it anymore.

Mi Chen held Ning Jie's face and said seriously: "A Jie, you shouldn't get involved in some things. Listen to Master and stop the loss in time, understand?"

Ning Jie's finger bones on the screen suddenly turned white, but he didn't show it on his face, he smiled so that Mi Chen couldn't see anything strange.

He lightly grabbed Mi Chen's hand, rubbed his chin lightly, and said with a soft smile, "Master? Ah Chen, you forgot that the moment I rushed to the blood river, the fate between you and me as a master and apprentice was already broken." .”

Mi Chen suddenly felt hot, and he wanted to withdraw his hand, but Ning Jie restrained him, not letting his hand go away.

Ning Jie gently turned Mi Chen's hand, and kissed him reverently.

After the kiss, Ning Jie burst into a wild and aggressive smile: "I said before, whether it's a famous hero or a notorious villain, I only want you in my life. Nothing in it is worth it. It's the price."

He looked at Mi Chen in a careless tone, and said, "I've never lost anything for you. If there's no loss, how about stopping the loss. Even if there is a loss, so what? I can afford it. If you want me to accept it Hand, Ah Chen, you should give up your mind. I can never stop my losses to you."

Speaking of this, Ning Jie restrained his contemptuous expression, looked at Mi Chen seriously, and asked again: "I just gave you a chance, why didn't you leave?"

Mi Shen looked at Ning Jie quietly, looking at his suppressed face, but in the corner of his eyes, the radiant Xuemei Fengweiqin was reflected on the piano table.

A wave of anger suddenly rose from Mi Chen's heart.

No one knows how he spent these three years.

Every day and night, his heart was out of control, and he was in pain for Ning Jie all the time.

Looking at Ning Jie's mouth now, the tossing and turning distress and loss, panic, and fear of three years of tossing and turning suddenly rose with this anger.

Mi Chen's eyes turned cold, and he said, "What answer do you want to hear?"

Ning Jie was taken aback by his rhetorical question.

Yeah, what answer did he want to hear.

You've already asked, why can't you stop asking again?

Is it stubborn?Or do you want to change the subject?

But no matter which one it is, it seems...he is not happy.

Mi Chen shrank his arms slightly, and pulled out Ning Jie's lightly clenched hand.

He said: "A Jie, last chance, where did the Xuemei Fengweiqin in the room come from? Are you planning something?"

Ning Jie looked at Mi Chen's angry eyes, and unconsciously took a step back.

He uncontrollably glanced at Guqin on one side, forced a smile, and said, "What am I planning? It's nothing more than planning how to make the demon world and the cultivation world recognize that you are my man."

In the end, Ning Jie had calmed down.

It is true that he spent a lot of effort to find the snowflake phoenix and dedicated it to Mi Chen.

Although he was afraid that Mi Chen would be angry when he saw that he had cheated and restrained him, in order to calm his anger, and because he hadn't left, he had a brainstorm and took out the Xuemei Fengweiqin in advance.

However, he was going to give this piano to Mi Chen after all, but the time was advanced.

Ning Jie raised his sleeve slightly, and a chaotic air was thrown from his sleeve. After passing by the piano, he plucked the strings on it, and there was a pleasant sound of the piano in the room.

The sound of the qin lingered, Ning Jie turned sideways, and said: "Xuemei Fengwei Qin, a treasure in the cultivation world, this is my betrothal gift for you."

Seeing that Ning Jie was still changing the subject and trying to cover up, the coldness in Mi Chen's eyes had reached its peak.

Mi Chen narrowed his eyes, and said, "Put the dowry aside for now. Why don't I go?" He approached Ning Jie, "I thought you should know."

After the words fell, a huge spirit vine grew from the ground, binding Ning Jie up.

Ning Jie accidentally got hit by the trick, and Mi Chen also knew that Ning Jie's current cultivation was higher than his own, so he didn't give him a chance to react, and urged the spirit vine to throw him on the bed.

It doesn't hurt.

It was covered with soft crane down quilts, and although Mi Chen's eyes were filled with anger, his actions were not considered rough.

Ning Jie was just stunned by the fall.

When Ning Jie reacted, Lingman rushed towards him from the four corners of the bed, tightly bound his hands and feet.

And Mi Shen, then ride|sit on his belly.

Ning Jie had never seen Mi Chen whose emotions were fully displayed on his face, and for a moment he didn't know how to face him, seeing him raise his hand, he subconsciously closed his eyes.

Immediately, a sharp wind pierced the air and rang in Ning Jie's ear.

……

Ning Jie felt Mi Chen's hand gently pat his face, and slowly opened his eyes.

But at this time, a drop of Mi Chen's tear happened to fall on Ning Jie's eyelid, it was not subject to gravity, and rolled down Ning Jie's cheek, leaving a conspicuous tear stain.

The first reaction in Ning Jie's mind was to wipe away Mi Chen's tears, but when he found himself restrained, his second reaction was guilt.

He... didn't want Ah Chen to cry, but he was the one who caused Ah Chen to cry for the first time.

After a long time, Ning Jie said: "Master..."

When Mi Chen heard these two words, tears flowed even more.

Mi Chen doesn't like to cry, and it can't be said that he doesn't like to cry, after all, he is also a human being, and he also had the youthful years of a child.

It's just that he has experienced too many things when he was young, and he deeply understands that he cannot be wronged, let alone shed tears.Otherwise, it will be even more disgusting.

But at this moment, he seemed to have been greatly wronged, his eyes were red for a while, and the tears were broken for a while.

Mi Chen raised his hand again, and slapped a sharp palm in the air, but it landed on the other half of Ning Jie's face very lightly.

If I have to use a metaphor, this feeling is like a strong wind blowing on my face.

Mi Chen's eyes were red, and he said in a hoarse voice: "What a master! Ning Jie, you don't regard me as your master, why are you calling me now!"

Ning Jie paused, and called out softly: "Ah Chen..."

Mi smiled coldly: "Ah Chen." His nostrils quivered slightly, "You said you don't want to regard me as your teacher, but you want to be my partner. Is that what you think?"

His hand slid from Ning Jie's face to his collar, tightened it tightly, and said sharply: "Then how dare you, how dare you die in front of me! What do you think of me! What do you think of me!"

Mi Chen choked up and said, "Whether you regard me as your master or as your partner, how could you have the guts to feign death in front of me! Do you really have me in your eyes? If there is me, how can you let me be with you with peace of mind? I suffered for three years!"

"If it wasn't for Li Phosphate's marriage, how many years would it be before you appeared in front of me again?"

"It's another three or three years, but I can still be so cruel--300 years, 3000 years!"

Ning Jie didn't reply, he watched Mi Chen venting his emotions quietly.

But he was not without any indication, his tears oozed from his eyelids and wet his temples.

Ning Jie tilted his head forward slightly, gently touching Mi Chen's head with his forehead.

Mi Chen's eyes became hot again, tears covered one after another.

After all, it was Mi Chen who was soft-hearted, he stretched out his arms to hug Ning Jie, and said hoarsely, "Don't have another time, I really, really can't bear it again."

Ning Jie didn't reply, he turned his face and gently touched the tears rolling down Mi Chen's cheek with his lips.

...salty...bitter...

Just as the two were venting their emotions, there was a knock on the door outside.

"Mozun, Chi Zhang from the Feng Zha faction, this subordinate has obtained it for you."

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The author has something to say:

Wow, Master is so cool!