Reality and Games of Ancient Swords

Wu Jing and Yuan Ji are from the same family, and Wu Jing is twenty years younger than Yuan Ji.

When Wu Jing was accepted as a disciple, Yuan Ji was already a young man, still a young and promising young talent.

At the age of three, Wu Jing was exceptionally accepted by Wei because of his high spiritual talent. At that time, Yuan Ji was very fond of this new junior brother.Yuan Ji knew that his talent was limited, no matter how hard he tried and how capable he was, talent could never be changed.

When he saw that Wu Jing's talent was beyond his reach, Yuan Ji vowed to protect this little junior and make him the most powerful high priest in the history of Miaobu.

Wu Jing was doted on and raised by Yuan Ji.

One big and one small come in and go out together, wherever there are thorns, there will be Yuan Ji.

A long time ago, people in the Ministry of Miao laughed and called Wu Jing the son of Yuan Ji.

And Yuan Ji never denied that, for him, Wu Jing was special.

However, with the passage of time, as Wu Jing grows up, many things have changed, and people have become caught off guard. Even Yuan Ji himself would not have imagined that one day he and Wu Jing would come together like that. the point.

That old event, if possible, Yuan Ji would not want to think about it at all.It was a scar, it was alright, but it still remained after all, and this scar seemed to heal, but in fact, it could be reopened anytime and anywhere, and it was dripping with blood again.No matter how much time passes, even if death comes, for Yuan Ji, this scar will always exist and cannot be erased.

In the years when Wu Jing died, Yuan Ji, who took over the position of patriarch and high priest, almost became the most respected and envied person in the Miao tribe.He has famous teachers and helpful friends, and intelligent successors. As long as the old and young in Miaobu mention him, which one does not hold a heart of admiration?Those newly sensible children and grown-up teenagers always regard him as the goal of their struggle, and those girls who are full of spring always talk about him in private, or when they dream about him. Dare to miss his Fengshen Junlang.

But at that time, Yuan Ji would always recall the scene when he met Wu Jing for the first time many years ago, the little pink bun with his neck upturned, standing in front of him rolling his big eyes .And that day, he stood in front of him, crying and begging him to kill him.

In this world, there are countless people who want to be such an outstanding priest and patriarch as Yuan Ji, some people want to become an overlord like the legendary Chi You, and even some people want to become a fairy god in the sky, but there is no one like Wu Jing. Generally just want to be with him.

Wu Jing has feelings for him that he shouldn't have, and Yuan Ji discovered this a long, long time ago.It's just that Yuan Ji at that time only regarded his relationship as a better father-son relationship.

Wu Jing is an orphan, his parents died very early, because of the civil war, innocent people were implicated to death.

War is cruel, and every reform and replacement always requires a lot of sacrifices.

Miaobu was no exception.

The Ministry of Miao has undergone changes again and again to become the Ministry of Miao today.

Perhaps, even Xunyu, the deceased ancestor of Miaobu, never imagined that the descendants of the people she led back then would do so many things that she didn't want to see in a long time.

Wu Jing is the sorrow left by the internal war, but he is luckier than other children in the tribe, he was adopted by everyone.Because he is a descendant of Xunyu, and because of his spiritual power, it is beneficial to Miaobu's future.

It is lucky to be adopted by Wu Jing, but it is also lucky to meet Yuan Ji's Wu Jing.

It's just that no one would think that the so-called luck may turn into misfortune.

In fact, luck and misfortune are two-sided.

Wu Jing committed suicide. In front of Yuan Ji, a knife with a rough blade, usually unable to kill a rabbit, killed Wu Jing himself.

Wu Jing's feelings for Yuan Ji are hot, no matter how deep it is hidden, it will always be discovered.Yuan Ji was the first to find out, and he was also the person involved.The second person to discover this emotion was Wei.Wei was naturally outraged when he found out.His little disciple is in love with his big disciple. If it's a man and a woman, that's fine. If it's a matter of course, he would be happy to know it, but two men are against human relations after all.

In this life, there are only two disciples, Yuan Ji and Wu Jing.

Since he had to choose to give up one, he would give up the one with the worst qualifications.

In the beginning, the one that was abandoned was Yuan Ji.

When Wei was sent to guard the forbidden area, Yuan Ji knew that he was given up, but he was not sad, he felt that Wei did that for the good of him and Wei Jing.He accepted to guard the forbidden area, and the day before he left, he watched Wu Jing being plotted to marry the former patriarch's daughter Qing.

The wedding was in a harvest season, and it was also a grand wedding, and the person who presided over that wedding was Yuan Ji.

Feeling Wu Jing's hatred for him, Yuan Ji met him step by step and married Qing.

Qing is a gentle and beautiful girl, she is the most innocent person in this story.

The day before the wedding was set, it happened to be raining cats and dogs, and Wu Jing came to look for him.

Yuan Ji stood under the tree to hide from the rain, wearing a white robe, pure white, like a banished fairy who accidentally fell into the mortal world. "Why did you run here?"

Wu Jing's body was covered with rain, he looked at him, and said slowly: "Let's go together, Yuan Ji."

Yuan Ji looked directly at him, and asked lightly, "Where are you going?"

Wu Jing stepped forward and stretched out his hand to grab Yuanji, saying: "It doesn't matter where we go, as long as we are together!"

Yuan Ji dodged his outstretched hand, and said indifferently: "Tomorrow is your wedding with Qing."

Wu Jing said: "I don't love her, I never loved her! I told Mr. Wu that I can't marry Qing, but someone said that I have reached the age of marriage and Qing is the most suitable wife for me. But I...but I just want to be with you, Yuanji."

Yuan Ji's sleeves are very wide, because he has been wearing the apprentice priest's robe all the time, all his clothes are wide, such as the one he is wearing now.So his hand was hidden in the sleeve, even if it was clenched into a fist, no one would see it.Yuan Ji has always been good at hiding his feelings. Facing Wu Jing, he must not relax a bit. For his future, he can only be that black face, even if Wu Jing will hate him every day in the future.

He stared blankly at the young man in front of him, looking at the grown-up child, the momentary trance in his eyes gradually cleared up, and after a while, he gently called out his name: "乵晶."

Yuan Ji was half a head taller than Wu Jing, and they could look at each other at a level.

His eyes looked coldly into those eyes full of warmth and love, and said word by word: "Be together with Qing, and never put extra thoughts on me. I am your father." , even if you have no blood relationship, you are still your father, you will be your father for a day, and you will be your father for life, I hope you will keep this in mind, and don’t overstep it casually.” While speaking, the hand hidden in the sleeve robe tightened tightly, and all ten fingers I picked it in the palm of my hand, but didn't feel any pain. "Your Majesty found a woman for me. She is very gentle and kind. After half a year when she and her parents return, I will marry her. She will be the love of my life."

It was already a rainy day, and there was a sudden thunder in the sky, time was frozen in the rumbling thunder, and Wu Jing's hand that was about to reach out was in the air, but he could feel the increasingly cold wind blowing towards his face.After a while, Wu Jing, who was still stretching his hand in the air, gave a smile that was uglier than crying, and said, "Yuan Ji, don't be joking."

Under the rumbling thundercloud, Wu Jing's complexion was whiter than paper, so white that it was even better than a dead person.

But Yuanji didn't intend to let Wu Jing go, he wanted Wu Jing to give up on him, the pressing voice was like a spider web tightly binding Wu Jing tightly. "You are no longer a child. You and I are both adults. Your attachment to me is nothing more than a child's attachment to its parents. Please be sober. You are a man, and I am also a man. You and I have never been together since the beginning." Possibly. That kind of emotion is the most disgusting emotion in the world. It shouldn’t appear, and shouldn’t exist. Wu Jing, you are the child I watched grow up, and you are also my child, so...don’t let me down .”

Yuan Ji knew very well that his words were like knives, which severely wounded Wu Jing completely.

This is what he wanted, and he achieved it.

Wu Jing was hurt by his words very badly, but also very thoroughly.

What Yuan Ji wants is to make Wu Jing give up.

He didn't wait for Wu Jing to react, and then said: "Tomorrow I will personally lead you to marry Qing, and when I get married in half a year, you will also be my witness."

Wu Jing's lips turned white little by little, just like his complexion, but even so, there was still a gentle smile on the corner of his lips. "Yuan Ji, you are tired."

Yuan Ji took a deep look at him, and closed his eyes as if he was tired. After a while, he opened them again, and there was only ice that could not be melted in his eyes. "Stop kidding yourself."

Wu Jing didn't speak.

The two of them just stared at each other for a long time, as if they wanted to see each other forever. After that, Wu Jing first withdrew his gaze and sneered.

He seemed to have figured it out, turned around and threw himself into the rain.

Yuan Ji knew that he hated him.

After all, he is the child he brought up, every move, every word and deed, even with only breath, Yuan Ji can know what Wu Jing is thinking.

The moment Wu Jing turned around, Yuan Ji's tense emotions also disintegrated. He covered his face and cried silently.

This is the first time Yuan Ji has cried since he was five years old.

Today, the past is like smoke, and things are changing.

The child in front of him was very much like his father, Wu Jing, and the way he looked at him was exactly the same as the day before Wu Jing got married.

With that strong hatred.

At this moment, Wu Jing is long gone, and his child, who is exactly like him, stands in front of Yuan Ji, with strong hatred, hoping that Yuan Ji can die.Faced with such hatred, Yuan Ji's initial feeling was not the strong sense of guard when facing the threat, but an inexplicable relief, which made him feel that this day should have come long ago.

Xun Si glared at Yuan Ji bitterly. Xun Si, who was dressed in a priest's attire, was Gong Mi's disciple and was handpicked by Yuan Ji.The hair ornaments, accessories and clothes were all worn by Wu Jing back then, and now they are worn by Xun Si, as if Wu Jing was alive.

Looking at him, Yuan Ji couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Even if you want to blame, you can't blame it.

After all, it is evil fate.