Lu Heng quickly flew up and caught Zhang Qing in mid-air.
The sleeves of their clothes were blown violently by the night wind, and they were tightly intertwined, like lingering lovers.
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There are bamboo leaves flying around, spinning and falling with them.
This scene is as beautiful as a painting.
Lu Heng lowered his head, and was about to check the injury of the person in his arms, but saw Zhang Qing staring at him blankly.
After holding back for a while, he suddenly said: "Master, you look really good-looking."
Lu Heng was stunned.
Only then did Zhang Qing realize what he had just said, and his pretty face suddenly turned red.
Quickly got out of Lu Heng's arms, lowered his head, and tightly clutched the corner of his clothes.
"Master, Master, I'm sorry, I, I, I... I don't know why I said that... I, I, I... I just feel, feel..."
Looking at the stuttering and bewildered young man in front of him, Lu Heng felt something spread and ripple in his heart, softening his usual cold eyes.
Intuition told him that the situation was dangerous and he should leave immediately.
However, after wandering around, he stayed behind.
There is always a question circling in my mind.
He knew that once he spoke, something would change and ferment.
But he still chose to take this step.
"Qing'er, why did you reject her?"
Zhang Qing was stunned.
After reacting, he bowed his head and said in a low voice: "I, I told my junior sister that I have someone I like."
Lu Heng's heart was instantly filled with sourness, and it swelled violently.
After being stunned for a while, he lost his voice and said, "Do you have someone you like?"
Zhang Qing blushed even more, waved his hands in a panic, and explained: "No, no, Master, don't get me wrong. I, I actually don't like anyone... Hey, I don't know why I said that. Master Master is my savior, I, I only have Master in my heart. That's why I, I... What I mean is actually... "
The more I speak, the more I stutter, and the more I speak, the more unclear my explanation becomes.
Zhang Qing finally gave up and lowered his head in frustration.
Lu Heng's tense heart relaxed.
The soreness in his chest just now gradually receded, as if seeing the sun through the clouds, and his mood instantly opened up.
He looked at the person in front of him, his eyes darkened imperceptibly.
"Master, I understand what you mean, go back and rest."
After Zhang Qing left, Lu Heng kept his original movements, standing motionless under the cold moonlight.
The slender figure is like a green bamboo, blending with the bamboo forest behind him.
After a long time, he sighed.
"Everyone says that to become an immortal, you should cut off all emotions and desires. But if you violate your original heart first, how can you follow the way of heaven?"
He pinched a bamboo branch casually and danced on the ground for a while.
Then, he turned and left without looking back.
The wide cloud sleeves rolled up the bamboo leaves on the ground, and there was a bit of freedom in the back view, as if a certain decision had been made and something had been let go.
When Ling Xiaofeng returned to silence, Jiang Yan, who was supposed to return to the room, came out from behind the shadow of the tree.
He came to the place where Lu Heng was standing just now, looked at the four big characters on the ground, and murmured.
"Follow your heart..."
Number 888 was puzzled.
Yanyan, what does Lu Heng mean by writing these four characters
"Birth, old age, sickness and death are the laws of nature. Ascension to immortality violates this law, and a price must be paid. If a monk wants to take this last step, he needs to abandon his emotions and desires. Follow his heart... between ascending to immortality and me, he chooses me."
"Don't look at Lu Heng who only knows how to cultivate and seems to be indifferent to the world. In fact, there is also a domineering side in his personality. Once he has determined his mind, he will not give up easily."
"That is to say..."
Jiang Yan looked at the silver moon in the sky, and bent his lips.
"He's going to attack me, a little white rabbit who 'knows nothing' now."