Feng Jing grabbed a pillow on the bed and threw it over, "So it's you!"
"What is the scenery saying?" He easily caught the pillow she threw over, with an innocent look, which made people wonder if they misunderstood him.
Misunderstanding is the devil!
In the past 160 years, only one person dared to call her a little dragon!
"Yu Kun!" She called out the name loudly.
Yes, he is also a person of Wu Wangtian, so it is normal for him to participate in the selection of Wu Wangtian's new disciples, not to mention that he himself has admitted that he has a high level of illusion, just because in the legend, Wu Wangtian Ya is a person who likes to be cold and doesn't like to take care of things. He doesn't participate in any activities, so naturally he has no possibility to participate in the selection of Wu Wangtian's new disciples.
Although there is nothing possible, it does not mean that it is completely impossible.
"If the good disciple wants to be called Shi Yukun, it's not impossible."
See, he didn't retort at all.
Scenery stomped, "You set up the illusion of the setting sun village, and that Yukun was also you, right!?"
"What Feng Jing said is right." He admitted generously, and smiled again, "I also said that I will meet Feng Jing again."
Although it is said that Wu Ya has never participated in Wu Wangtian's big and small matters, if different people are selected every year to set up illusions to test these disciples, this year it will be Wu Ya's turn. Wu Ya has been working for hundreds of years. If it weren't for the sincere words of Taoist Yunji, he would have planned to continue absenteeism.
Feng Feng figured everything out, and she lost her temper again, "You've been playing tricks on me!"
When he was in Sunset Village, he could always appear by her side like a ghost, and he always dragged her to participate in such and such things, but it was just for the smooth progress of the test.
Wu Ya sighed again, "Have I ever played tricks? You want to enter Wu Wang Tian, didn't I let you in? You want to pursue Lord Wu Ya, am I standing in front of you? Or... Scenery actually prefers Yukun."
"Me!" There was a stalk in her throat, and she was speechless.
Wu Ya walked in front of her, smiled and poked her dragon horn again, "Zhuang Zhou's dream of a butterfly is like a dream, and Kun is even more like a god living in an illusion. The scenery can be regarded as Yu Kun. It's an illusion, if not, then Wu Ya is also Yu Kun."
Feng Feng paused, "I don't understand..."
"What doesn't the scenery understand?"
"Since Yu Kun is also you, why is there such a big difference between Wu Ya and Yu Kun?" A handsome and refined man, even if his temperament is not generally bad.
"Most people in the world have superficial eyes, only see the surface, but not the bone." He said slowly: "The so-called surface, after all, is only what the naked eye sees, what is similar and what is different, after all, outsiders can't see through the bones."
"Then what about your bones?" Feng Guang asked, "What kind of person are you?"
Yu Kun's rascal is him, and Wu Ya's elegance is also him. He still has places she doesn't know about, or maybe it should be said that she should not visit.
Wuya smiled, he raised his hand, stroked her cheek lightly, and murmured in a low voice: "What kind of person am I... I don't know, but Fengguang can explore this question slowly, I only allow Fengqing to have this power."
"If I make you angry... are you going to throw me off the mountain again?"
"No." He smiled, and whispered again, "I don't want to."