Zhijun Xiangu

君知

Yu Lin probably didn't realize that there was something wrong, seeing Yun Qingyue smashing it, he only paused for a moment, leaned forward, and grabbed Yun Qingyue's lapel again.

I was so pissed off.

Thinking that it was a dream is one thing, but reality is another. I haven’t been close to this person for ten years. When I was so excited suddenly, Yun Qingyue faltered on the spot: “Really, please calm down first. talk!"

Yu Lin: "You let go!"

Yun Qingyue: "..." You can't let go!He is trying to preserve your real name for the rest of your life!

The strength of the immortal cultivator's hand is not comparable to that of the overlord of Western Chu who can lift a tripod, and Yun Qingyue is about to be defeated on the spot.

There was a knock on the door, and Zhiming walked in with a white coat: "Uncle Qingyue, I brought you a white cover, you wear—"

The voice stopped abruptly.

Both of them turned their heads in unison, and their four eyes were stuck in Zhiming's body like needles.

Yun Qingyue's eyes lit up: help!

Yu Lin: "Zhiming, come and help!"

"..." Upon hearing this, the child was so frightened that he sat down on the ground. He threw off his clothes and ran away covering his eyes, "I'm sorry, I didn't see anything!"

Yun Qingyue almost vomited blood: "You didn't see the size!"

Zhiming stumbled and finally ran out, remembered something again, and closed the door behind his back.

Yun Qingyue wears clothes casually, and the belt is not fastened too tightly, so she loses the battle in two or three strokes.

... There is almost no intact area on the chest, no matter how you say it, it can't be a scar from playing around when he was young, except for the piece wrapped in gauze, there is an obvious penetrating wound under his ribs, and the scar on his right shoulder There is another one that goes a little deeper and can cut off his entire arm.

A few days ago when he was healing his wounds, he had a quick glance, but now he looked carefully, one after another was shocking.

Yun Qingyue, he is a prince, why did he make himself like this?

Yu Lin's hand holding Yun Qingyue's skirt trembled a little.

A few strands of white hair hung down to the side of Yun Qingyue's face, a little itchy, coupled with the blue shirt so close at hand, his throat was a little dry, so he had to fix his eyes on the jade pendant around Yu Lin's waist.

After a long time, Yun Qingyue sighed, and said in a hoarse voice: "Yu Lin, in everything I do, I certainly want to be with you, but there is also my unshirkable responsibility as Ye Jin's disciple, you really... Don't blame yourself, don't feel that you owe me anything, I don't want you to be sad."

That's why I kept it a secret for ten years.

The love disaster starts from two parties, and when it is serious, it will be wiped out.

Yun Qingyue knew that Yu Lin always felt that it was her own catastrophe, dragging Yun Qingyue, a mortal who could have lived a happy life, into an inescapable abyss, so Yun Qingyue would say that he was on the top of Huashan ten years ago. To be able to let go, I want Yulin not to have to worry about him anymore.

Taoism pays attention to karma, and he was afraid that the two of them would really pass each other like this, so he told Yu Lin that I like you ten years ago.

In Yun Qingyue back then, there were still many young people who refused to admit defeat, thinking of a way to break this damn calamity.But if he is now, even if he was killed at that time, he would not pour out a single word.

"...Why on earth are you?" Yu Lin asked in a low voice.

"Reverend Fengyan showed me some of the things you wrote back then." Yun Qingyue held up a strand of white hair, the scar on his hand that destroyed the lifeline was particularly eye-catching, "If it wasn't for this, I wouldn't have known it in my life. You have survived the thunder tribulation twice and become a half-immortal twice, let alone how you got your white hair."

Yu Lin was stunned for a moment—he didn't know that Feng Yan even showed Yun Qingyue the letter back then.

Yun Qingyue stared into Yu Lin's eyes, he really wanted to ask: You experienced calamity for the first time back then, and almost became a fallen immortal, Master Feng Yan may have led you astray and abolished your whole body's cultivation, at that time you hurt no pain...

Originally, the proud son of heaven, who was unmatched by anyone, was the first person in the history of the world to break through and become a half-immortal, yet he lost everything at one point, and saw his cultivation was completely wiped out, what kind of mood did he feel?

Yun Qingyue didn't know how to ask, it was the deepest scar in Yu Lin's heart, after so many years, even if he survived in the end, it might not be healed if he said it, he didn't want to see this person's heart become bloody again.

Every time I think of this, I really hate myself for being born so late. If he was born 500 years earlier, when he could destroy his family in Tianyin Palace, and when Yu Lin lost his cultivation and turned white hair, at any time, he could hug people Into his arms, even if he wants to perish forever.

Yu Lin's voice trembled a little: "And then, your decision?"

"I was at a loss at first, but Master Feng Yan said to me, 'Even if you really don't care about anything and come together, it's impossible to protect yourself and not drag him down with your luck.'" Yun Qingyue Said, "At that time, I suddenly thought, if I can have the most powerful luck in the world, can I be able to..."

Before he finished speaking, Yu Lin already understood everything.

The so-called luck is something that everyone is born with like a shadow. It is not just good or bad luck that is affected by luck. For example, the Qi of the Son of Heaven can deter evil spirits, make the world submit, and is linked to the rise and fall of dynasties.Strong luck can even affect those around you.

Most people's luck is determined and cannot be changed for a lifetime, but there are also a few.

The most direct manifestation is those generals who were born in blood. Their luck is as fierce as Shura's descending into the world. Ordinary ghosts run away when they see them. Not only do they have great luck, they even have boundless meritorious deeds.

In fact, Yun Qingyue doesn't have to go on such a troublesome road, he is His Royal Highness, only one step away from that position - but he absolutely can't take the throne from his own brother or nephew.

"Do you know that it's easy to say, but it's actually so difficult." Yu Lin said, "If luck is so easy, it will be more difficult."

Change, now the emperors in the world have long been running everywhere. The dragon veins of the Jin Dynasty are stable, and it will involuntarily restrain the growth of other people's luck. of. "

"Ten years, I have done it, although I don't know how far it has reached now." Yun Qingyue's expression calmed down instead.

He had already made preparations, Yun Qingyue had always understood feelings.

Since heaven and earth are stingy, there are some things he can only get by himself.

It's not that he didn't think about sticking to Yu Lin's side so cheekily and not leaving. A soft-hearted person like Yu Lin would definitely not want to drive him away.

But he found he couldn't.

"...You did it." Yu Lin repeated in a low voice, and he suddenly asked, "Why me?"

"what?"

"Why do you like me, Mingming..." Mingming, there must be someone more worthy than me by your side.

He couldn't stop looking at this fact, no matter what, Yun Qingyue spent ten years liking him, turning a blind eye or continuing to be indecisive was an insult to Yun Qingyue's ten years.

Yun Qingyue suddenly narrowed her peach blossom eyes, and said with a smile: "I can say a lot, but real people, are you sure you want to listen to me like this? I don't feel cold, do you?"

Some anger is temporary, and it comes and goes quickly. After what he said, Yu Lin finally saw the current situation clearly——

Yun Qingyue was still with her arms open, and she grabbed his skirt by herself. Yun Qingyue looked slender, and she was the kind of person whose muscles were not well-proportioned. Don't ask Yu Lin how he knew, he was holding Yun Qing What about the moon's chest?

Suddenly realizing that he had read a little too much, and remembering Zhiming's reaction, Yu Lin pushed Yun Qingyue away as if he had been scalded, turned over and remembered.Yun Qingyue was faster than him, when Yu Lin just got up and couldn't use her strength, she quickly grabbed Yu Lin's waist with her eyes and hands, and brought the real person to herself.

Yu Lin: "... let go!"

Seeing that Yu Lin's earlobe was about to bleed, Yun Qingyue smiled and let go of Yu Lin who might slap her rascal again at any time: "Okay, let go, let go, give me a hug."

As soon as he let go, his arms were instantly empty.

Yu Lin got up, straightened his clothes and hair crown, calmed down, and waited for Yun Qingyue's answer.

But the still red earlobe betrayed someone.

Yun Qingyue also got up: "Speaking of it, it's been a long time..."

Yu Lin took a few steps back, turned his back and didn't look at him: "Clothes."

"Oh, this wasn't intentional, I really forgot." Yun Qingyue said while tying up her clothes, "Really, there's nothing you can't see, they're all men."

Yu Lin ignored him.

Yun Qingyue laughed silently and presumptuously where he couldn't see.

He had just tied up his belt when he heard Yu Lin say, "I'm not what you think, or what the world says. I'm not incapable of failure. I also have selfish intentions. It will burden you with a lot of things.”

Yun Qingyue just said: "Well, then I like you too."

"You don't have kids, I'm a man."

"Wangshu is enough. Let's talk about the succession of the family. There are so many people with the surname Ye, it's less than me alone."

"I'm over 500 years old, and my hair is all white."

"You are still my heart even if you are a thousand years old."

"I, I..." Yu Lin was still searching for a reason, but was suddenly startled by Yun Qingyue's words, "What did you say?!"

He turned around, and Yun Qingyue, who was still wearing a blue and white Taoist robe, suddenly appeared in front of him, she was close at hand, and said in a deep voice: "When I think of a real person, my heart hurts."

There was a "hum" in Yu Lin's head.

Yun Qingyue smiled and thought: "My God, fortunately no one has ever chased Yu Lin."

I can't even think of a serious reason...

He waited for Yu Lin to find any reason for himself.

Yu Lin stared fixedly at the ground, suddenly a cyan aura glowed all over his body, the aura was particularly dazzling in Yun Qingyue's eyes, before he could figure out what was going on, the aura became stronger and stronger, and then... smoke up? !

Smoke? !

Yun Qingyue: "?!"

He rubbed his eyes, it turned out that he was not mistaken, the curling white smoke was coming out from Yu Lin's body and head, not too much and not too thick, and soon dissipated in the air.

Yun Qingyue was taken aback: "Really, what, what's going on? I won't say anything, don't, don't...don't be angry!"

His lips were in a fight.

The smoke and aura disappeared in an instant.

When Yu Lin saw his nervous look, the corners of his mouth curled up, suddenly a little happy.

……

Zhiming heard Yun Qingyue nervously finish explaining the reason, and said: "That's nothing strange, many new practitioners can't control their spiritual power to flow out, and sometimes excessive emotions will cause spiritual power to fluctuate Rubbing and then smoking, I was always like that when I was a child... But uncle, you said Shizun? Then something is not right, with Shizun's semi-immortal control, it is impossible..."

Zhiming was lost in thought.

Yun Qingyue felt a little guilty.

He knew that Yu Lin's face was really thin.

"I don't understand." Zhiming scratched his head, "Uncle, how is your injury? Master and I are going to Suocang Pass tomorrow, can you come?"