Listen to the king's order

Lu Ming woke up from the chaos, his nose was filled with a faint scent of sandalwood, and there was only one thought in his mind, this scent was not at all as good as the scent of aloes on Jiang Qichen's body.

He closed his eyes and was dazed for a moment, not knowing what night it was.

It wasn't until the dull pain came from his wrist that he opened his eyes and raised his wrist in front of him for a glance.

By the way, it was Grandpa Duan who bled him... What happened next?He seemed to have been stabbed a few times, and then he didn't know anything.

Lu Ming propped his arms and sat up from the bed, looked around, but there was no one in the room: "I'm back to the Vatican..."

He lifted the quilt and got out of bed, and extinguished the sandalwood lamp with a flick of his hand: "It smells strange, people who smell it will be confused."

Lu Ming rubbed his forehead, feeling like his brain had been soaked in water, heavy and heavy.

However, he barely stopped his hands just after making a few movements, his body paused unconsciously, and then he closed his eyes and concentrated, and the true energy was moving in his body.

Turn around for a week.When he opened his eyes again, his eyes were full of doubts.

"My internal strength... why is it only half left?"

But this doubt soon passed, and he was fine before he fell asleep, and he didn't suffer any internal injuries.Zuo is just some method that Grandpa Duan used to seal his internal energy.

At this moment, there was a melodious flute sound outside.Lu Ming's dark eyes suddenly lit up, and he could still distinguish Yinshuang's voice.

Lu Ming went out the door with a face full of joy, looking for the sound of the flute.

The sound of the flute is sometimes low, sometimes tactful, sometimes ethereal, and sometimes clear.

There are magnolia flowers everywhere in Yaowang Valley, and the closer to the sound of the flute, the thicker the hoarfrost on the petals of magnolia under Lu Ming's feet.

Beside the clear pool of the Buddhist Academy, a figure in white can be seen in the distance.

With his back to Lu Ming, Jiang Qichen held the white jade flute by his mouth, and his slender fingers touched the flute gently up and down, and the moving melody came out from it.

But, it was Yinshuang, even Jiang Qichen didn't have much internal energy, a large piece of frost had already fallen all over the ground, forming a thick layer under his feet.

Lu Ming unconsciously slowed down his steps, fearing that he would disturb Jiang Qichen and interrupt the continuous sound of nature.

He stood still a few steps away from Jiang Qichen, and the surrounding area was already covered with a layer of frost. Lu Ming lost half of his internal strength, and after standing for a long time, he felt that the cold was threatening, and he couldn't help shivering.

The melodious flute sound stopped abruptly, Jiang Qichen turned around slowly, caught sight of Lu Ming behind him, hesitated for a moment, but soon disappeared.

There was a thin layer of hoarfrost floating on Lu Ming's body. When he was not talking, he still looked like a stranger. The hoarfrost made his whole body as cold as ice.

With a wave of Jiang Qichen's long sleeves, the frost around him was instantly melted by his strong inner strength.

He persistently walked up to Lu Ming with Yinshuang, his whole body as cold as a water lotus in a clear pond after the rain.

Lu Ming, however, didn't realize it, and smiled rarely.

Lu Ming said: "You are so bad, you took Yinshuang and didn't return it to me, and you secretly boasted."

Jiang Qichen looked down at Yinshuang, and calmly stroked the word "Ming" engraved with his fingertips, then put Yinshuang into Lu Ming's hand, and said in a deep voice, "I'll give it back to you."

Lu Ming took Yinshuang, with a wider smile on his face, as if he had found a lost treasure: "This is the first gift you gave me, but it's a pity that I can't understand the rhythm, and I can't play Frozen Thousand Miles. "

Jiang Qichen clenched his hands hidden in his sleeves unconsciously, but his face remained expressionless: "Since it is a weapon, it only needs to be able to kill the enemy."

"It's true." Lu Ming inserted Yinshuang into his waist, and then he remembered to ask himself: "By the way, Qichen, why did I lose half of my internal energy?"

His "Qichen" was very natural, it seemed that he had shouted it for many years, and he blurted it out subconsciously.But it was this sound that made Jiang Qichen frowned, and his previously cold face suddenly became gloomy.

There was an undisguised look of disgust in his eyes, he looked straight into Lu Ming Hanxing's eyes, and said coldly: "Do you know your identity? Could it be that I spoiled you so lawlessly? My name, Is that what you yelled too?"

In an instant, just in an instant, the smile on Lu Ming's mouth froze in an awkward but extremely embarrassing arc: "You...what's the matter..."

"What's wrong with me, or what's wrong with you?" Jiang Qichen's voice was as cold as an ice skate, and Lu Ming trembled violently: "Before you entered your body with evil energy, I was afraid that it would cause your mood swings and lead to the outbreak of evil poison. I acquiesced several times. Why, are you really confused about where you are? I raised you as my son, and you still dare to have unreasonable thoughts about me?"

The stars in Lu Ming's eyes dimmed, and there were only a few sporadic lights, flickering unrelentingly.Then, he spoke with a trembling voice: "An unreasonable thought?"

"Otherwise? You don't think I like you, do you? Don't you feel disgusted when you say you like it to a man?"

The chill came from all directions and swept across Lu Ming's body in an instant. His soles softened and he couldn't help but take a step back.

Lu Ming looked at Jiang Qichen in disbelief, he had obviously been laughing at Yan Yan a few days ago.That night... He clearly kissed himself...

"But that night...you still..."

"That night..." Jiang Qichen mercilessly interrupted Lu Ming's unfinished sentence: "That night, it was just a whim."

"For a while... rise up..." Lu Mingyu murmured and repeated these words, the flickering light in his eyes was finally extinguished by overwhelming despair.

Yes, on a whim.

Although Jiang Qichen had kissed him, he never said a word of liking to him. All of this was just Lu Ming's own imagination.He thought that the man liked him because he kissed him.How could Lu Ming know that behind that kiss was just his whim.

Jiang Qichen is like a banished fairy, how could he like him.Relying on his own evil energy to get into his body, he disregarded his shamelessness and lingered around Jiang Qichen all day, which must have made him feel a lot of boredom.

The charming thoughts that Lu Ming had before were instantly torn to pieces by Jiang Qichen's four words.

He never got anything, just a few days ago, Lu Ming thought he had caught it, and he thanked God more than once, thanking God for being willing to take pity on him with sincerity.He thought that the seed that had been rooted in his heart for many years was finally about to blossom and bear fruit.But it turned out that it was just a self-deceiving dream.

After the Great Dream Realm, he was haunted by nightmares every night, but he never found it unbearable at all.Now, he had a sweet dream, but when he woke up, the reality was far worse than he imagined.

Jiang Qichen still whispered into Lu Ming's ear, "Master, to get rid of evil energy for you, he removed half of your internal energy, so you don't have to stay by my side anymore. I don't need useless people by my side. When you get back, you hand over the golden hair belt, and find Jing Zhi to find a job yourself."

Just a few days ago, Lu Ming, who only had [-]% of his internal strength, was still killing everyone on the hero platform.Although he has lost half of his internal strength, he is still difficult to match in the martial arts, it is impossible for Jiang Qichen not to know.He would say such things, obviously because he didn't want to see himself again, and he obviously wanted to drive him away.

Lu Ming's mind was shaken, his whole body seemed to have lost his soul, and his face was pale.He turned around in embarrassment, not knowing how to face Jiang Qichen again, a dull pain came from his chest, he held his chest impatiently, and took a breath with difficulty, but just halfway through the breath, the pain in his chest suddenly became sharper, The back of the shoulders suddenly fell, and one hand supported the knee to barely maintain the standing.

There is only one belief in his heart, which is not to fall down again, especially not to fall in front of Jiang Qichen.

If he turned his head at this moment, he would be able to see Jiang Qichen's eyes full of unstoppable pain, as well as his half-outstretched hand that barely stopped.Unfortunately, he didn't.

Lu Ming stood still for a while, and then spoke in a hoarse voice like the wind and sand in March: "All the previous things... Lu Ming was overestimated.

The place where the words collided with the master, please...just treat me as crazy.From now on... Lu Ming should abide by the way of master and servant.You don't have to...don't have to. "

After speaking, Lu Ming walked away step by step.

His steps are sloppy and his figure is thin, but his back is always straight.

Lu Ming returned to the Vatican in a daze, and met Duan Qingshen who had been waiting for a long time at the door.

Duan Qing took a deep look at Lu Ming's lost soul, and guessed what was going on. He remained calm, handed the medicine bowl in his hand to Lu Ming, and said earnestly: "Ming'er, don't be too persistent about some things. To live in the present moment, the heart must look forward.”

Lu Ming lowered his eyes, took the medicine bowl and drank it in one gulp.I don't know what kind of medicinal material the medicine was mixed with, it was extremely fishy and bitter.Rao Duan Qing, the king of medicine who has tasted all kinds of herbs, heard it deeply, and couldn't help but feel a little uncomfortable.However, Lu Ming never even frowned.

"Grandpa Duan." Lu Ming called out in a low voice, "Have you never been attached?"

Duan Qingshen was dumb for a moment, and a beautiful image suddenly appeared in his mind.The old man's eyes were already cloudy, but as long as he thought of that person, some light could always shine.

That's it.

Duan Qingshen waved his hands helplessly, and walked away without answering.

As soon as Lu Ming returned to his room, he fell headfirst on the bed. He huddled himself in the quilt, his mouth was full of the bitter taste of medicinal food, but no matter how bitter the medicine was, it was not one-tenth of the pain in his heart.

He felt that he had never been so cold, even though he was covered with a quilt, he was still shivering.He still gasped for breath, feeling that the scorching heat that used to linger in his wrist somehow ran to his right shoulder.

But when he stretched out his hand to the back of his shoulder, the temperature of the skin there was as usual.But as soon as he took his hand away, the place burned again.This feeling is different from the blood boiling all over the body when the evil qi breaks out, but like an oil lamp that must not be broken.

For three days in a row, Lu Ming never stepped out of the Vatican.

Duan Qingshen has been here, as have Lu Ke and Dao Fengyin, but Jiang Qichen has never been seen.They either brought him medicine, or brought him food, or came to talk to him.

And Lu Ming's attitude is also very good.He gave medicines and medicines, delivered meals, and he just listened to the chat, and occasionally promised a few words, just like before.But as soon as the person left, he covered himself in the quilt again, not knowing whether he was asleep or awake.

In the middle of the night, Lu Ming's door was gently pushed open from the outside.

The visitor caught a glimpse of the figure lying sideways on the bed in the darkness, paused for a moment, but still didn't make up his mind to leave.

For three days, Jiang Qichen had reached the limit of his patience.He resisted the desire to see Lu Ming, and could only inquire about Lu Ming's situation from Duan Qingshen's mouth every day.He thought, if you don't see it, you can stop it, but he overestimated himself. Missing is like a poisonous vine, entwining his whole body layer by layer.

So, he gritted his teeth, taking advantage of the moon setting and Lu Ming falling asleep, carefully leaned over to take a look at him.

The medicine Duan Qingshen gave Lu Ming contained the ingredients for sleeping, but the person on the bed did not sleep well. Through the moonlight, Jiang Qichen saw Lu Ming's frown tightly.

He remembered that ever since he entered the Great Dreamland, Lu Ming seemed to be haunted by nightmares from time to time.He was lucky enough to bump into it a few times, but was caught by Lu Ming.

Covered up several times.

Jiang Qichen carefully sat on the edge of the bed, stretched out his thumb tentatively, and gently stroked Lu Ming's eyebrows.

The person on the bed whimpered softly, as if enduring some pain.Lu Ming suddenly stretched out his hand, grasped the fingertips resting on his forehead, and brought it to his mouth.So, his lips were pressed against the back of Jiang Qichen's hand.

Jiang Qichen's heart skipped a beat, and he glanced at Lu Ming with some guilt.Seeing that he was just holding his hand, his eyes were still closed, and he didn't wake up, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

The weather has turned warm, and Lu Ming is still covered with a quilt, but his palms are icy cold, without any warmth.

Jiang Qichen couldn't help feeling distressed, he sighed inaudibly, and put his other hand on it, wrapping the coldness gently.

Feeling warm in his sleep, Lu Ming unconsciously moved closer to Jiang Qichen, and tightened his grip on Jiang Qichen's hand.Then, he whispered softly in his sleep: "Qi Chen..."

A slight heat came from the back of his hand, and Lu Ming's whisper was like a knife, stabbing hard at the tip of Jiang Qichen's heart.He saw a faint smile on Lu Ming's face, and felt a dull pain in his heart: "Did you dream of me? In the dream, did I make you happy..."

Lu Ming was awakened by a knock on the door. He sat up from the bed suddenly, his thoughts were not clear, and he just stared at his palm in a daze.

"Who?"

The hand knocking on the door frame paused, and then Jiang Qichen's cold voice came from outside the door: "Clean up and go back."

He dropped a sentence without warmth, and without a moment's hesitation, he turned around and walked away.

Lu Ming's palm gradually tightened, and his heart was smashed into pieces.

Ah, it turned out to be a dream again.