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The autumn sunshine is gentle and not dazzling, making bathers feel warm all over. On the October day, Cong Sheng and Ming Xin sat in an exquisite boat under the blue sky, drinking tea and admiring flowers.
Looking from a distance, under the blue waves and blue sky, two handsome people with fairylike postures are sitting opposite each other from a distance. In the middle of the water, surrounded by blooming lotus flowers, they are as beautiful as a fairyland.
Cong Sheng glanced at the most beautiful lotus blooming next to the boat, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.
"Wasting mana to make these lotuses bloom at this time is something that a Buddhist would do?"
"Finally, you still like it," Ming Xin gently placed a piece on the chessboard. Under the sun, her slender fingertips seemed to be filled with noble brilliance, "This will make this poor monk feel at ease."
"How do you know I like it?"
Cong Sheng raised his eyebrows with a smile in his eyes.
"Because you spend more time looking at them than looking at the poor monk." Mingxin dropped another piece, and the situation on the chessboard changed again, but Mingxin's attention was not on the chessboard. He picked up the tea brewed on the side and put it on the chessboard. Cong Sheng's cup was refilled.
With an elegant posture and no hint of fireworks, this situation, this scene, and this person, Cong Sheng lowered his eyes and took a sip of tea. The strange and light aroma filled his entire mouth, and even his heart was invaded by this aroma.
“Good tea.”
Cong Sheng praised him. Ming Xin, who was opposite, looked at Cong Sheng's face full of admiration. There was a touch of looseness between his eyebrows, and his face, which was not stained by the secular world, also gained a touch of fireworks because of this expression.
Cong Sheng's eyes seemed to pass over Ming Xin's face inadvertently, then he looked at the birds in the distance, and suddenly asked: "Monk, you seem to have never asked me my name?"
"As long as I know who the benefactor is in the poor monk's heart, it doesn't matter whether he has a name or not." Mingxin looked at the black pieces that Cong Sheng casually dropped on the chessboard and chuckled, "Didn't the benefactor never call the poor monk by his name? ?”
When talking to Mingxin, Cong Sheng found that most of the time he was always the one who got choked, even though Mingxin didn't say anything embarrassing.
"Today we went boating and drank tea. Do you want to go to admire the moon in the evening?"
Cong Sheng looked at Ming Xin Chuchen's face and always dared not guess whether the thought in his heart was true or false.
"Look at the sky. The moonlight is just right tonight. If you like, you can do whatever you want."
It was obviously Mingxin who invited him, but when Mingxin said this, it seemed that Cong Sheng couldn't wait to watch the stars on a moonlit night with him and swim together arm in arm.
Cong Sheng curled his lips, "You know, my lover in the demon world and I didn't go boating, sip tea, or admire the moon?"
After saying that, Cong Sheng's eyes glanced at the Buddhist beads held motionless in his hand, and he felt a little guilty.
"It seems that the poor monk is very lucky." Mingxin picked up the tea cup at hand and stared at it for a while before taking a slow sip.
-This tea is not as sweet as before.
"...It's a pity that we had a falling out later, and now he may have forgotten me."
Cong Sheng was also shocked at this time, because he hadn't thought of Yu Shuo for a long time. These days, he spent more time thinking about Ming Xin. Unknowingly, the person in front of him had slowly replaced Yu Shuo's space in his heart, and Yu Shuo was unexpectedly squeezed into a corner by Ming Xin.
—Am I such a watery person
Cong Sheng is already very familiar with love, and Cong Sheng cannot deceive herself about the changes in the status of the two of them. But precisely because of this, Cong Sheng felt even more uncomfortable. Originally, his goal was to work hard to cultivate demon power, and then wait for a year for the love fairy Gu in Yu Shuo's body to slowly dissipate, and those past loves will return to Yu Shuo's heart, and then Cong Sheng can go back with the brilliance to defeat the demon world. The faces of everyone told them that it was never him, Cong Sheng, who was unworthy.
Although Yu Shuo's past actions have brought pain to Cong Sheng, after all, he has been his lover for so many lives, and Cong Sheng will never give up on Yu Shuo just because of this.
Just looking at the clear sky in front of him, as bright as the bright moon, the joy and sweetness in Cong Sheng's heart were transformed into a not thick but long-lasting bitterness.
After admiring the moon today, he and Mingxin should go their separate ways. He can no longer stay with Ming Xin. The longer the two of them stay together, the easier it will be for him to sink. He should leave before it's too late.
It was a good thing for him and Mingxin, after all, Mingxin was an accomplished monk. He couldn't mess up Mingxin's practice. He already knew from the mortals in the world that Mingxin was the most powerful monk in the world, the youngest and most likely to become a Buddha. National Preceptor, but was rejected by Mingxin.
Mingxin, who is so blessed with a bright future and has a bright future, cannot be ruined by him. Mingxin is a monk who has become a monk and has left the mortal world. His personal relationship should not become a stone that hinders his practice.
Cong Sheng looked at the clear mind dressed in white and still looked like a nine-day immortal. Such a clear mind was still suitable for sitting on the rosette with a solemn treasure and being respected and enshrined by the world.
Instead of falling into the mortal world with him and staining his white monk robes.
The thoughts in his heart gradually became firmer. Although Cong Sheng was sad and unwilling to give up, there was no trace of it on his face. He still smiled and played chess with Ming Xin.
But in front of someone who truly cares about you, no emotion can be hidden. In particular, Mingxin is good at understanding other people's emotional changes, and Cong Sheng is the most important person in his heart.
Even from the interactions and chats between Cong Sheng and him at the moment, Mingxin had already faintly noticed a certain emotional alienation in Cong Sheng. It was an alienation that would forever refuse him to enter Cong Sheng's heart. It was no longer implicit in his eyes, words, and movements. Unconscious teasing and ambiguity.
We have truly returned to the distance of a most standard friend, close but not intimate, and harmony no longer contains ambiguity. Mingxin didn't know how the person opposite made this decision, but he had no choice.
Or is it because of the lover the person in front of me mentioned not long ago
Didn't Cong Sheng himself say that he had separated from that person? They seem to have a big problem with their words? Or is it that Cong Sheng can't forget his former lover? Still deeply in love with that person
No matter what kind of thoughts, Ming Xin was burning. He had never experienced these emotions before. His emotions had always been light in the past, not even angry or happy, not to mention nervous, excited, uneasy, and worried. He has experienced ordinary people's emotions such as love, longing, fear, etc. these days. He has tasted a lot of them, but it seems that there are more emotions that are still appearing, such as jealousy, anger, Sadness, loss, etc.
Ming Xin didn't know how to deal with herself. The man in front of her had clearly drawn a boundary, and she was ready not to cross the boundary again, and she didn't want him to cross the boundary.
Do whatever you want and let nature take its course. This is the way Ming Xin has always acted. But now looking at Cong Sheng who has retracted his probing tentacles, Ming Xin is really helpless, and a trace of unwillingness wells up in his heart.
But looking at Cong Sheng's suppressed aura, Mingxin's eyes paused on Cong Sheng's smiling face, and finally he sighed in his heart, that's all, how could he bear to go against the wishes of the person in front of him, he could go back if he wanted to, and He himself is just fine.
After returning from the rafting trip, the two of them were still walking slowly in tandem without speaking to each other.
Cong Sheng felt increasingly uncomfortable as he listened to the almost inaudible footsteps behind him. It was him who made the decision, and his sadness was also his. What is this
Even if his mind is not at ease, Cong Sheng's vigilance has not weakened. At the same time, Mingxin behind him also regained his disappointment and concentrated on some of the 'people' lurking around.
Ming Xin was even more sensitive to evil spirits than Cong Sheng, so he quickly walked forward and walked side by side with Cong Sheng.
"Come out." After waiting for a long time, Congsheng was a little impatient. With the system prompts, the few people in the dark were as conspicuous as light bulbs, but they thought their ambush was very concealed.
If this continues, dinner will be late, and he and Mingxin will go to admire the moon in the evening. He was not happy that it affected his date, he was already in a bad mood.
Cong Sheng pulled out a black whip, which he bought from a merchant shop in the cultivation plane on the plane trading platform. It was called Jiu Yan Burning Heaven Whip.
Isn’t the name very domineering? Not only that, its function is equally domineering. The body of this whip is a ten-thousand-year-old magic weapon, which is then refined into nine kinds of beast fire using a formation. After the whip is completed, it has the effect of hurting people's souls and souls. For this purpose Whip, Cong Sheng's plump wallet of plane coins has shrunk rapidly in the past few months.
But for this function, Cong Sheng also felt that it was worth it. It was the first time to use this kind of whip today, and Cong Sheng couldn't help but feel a little excited.
"Tell me, who sent you here?" Cong Sheng's eyes were excited, the corners of his mouth were raised high, and he was full of evil energy, but he calmly turned a few names in his heart.
Ming Xin looked at Cong Sheng's faintly red hair, and stood without any trace at the weakest point of Cong Sheng's defense.
Seeing Cong Sheng's ruthless killing methods, Ming Xin's eyes were very calm. He calmly killed the monsters that attacked Cong Sheng one by one. His methods were so neat and similar to Cong Sheng's.
"Tell me, who sent you?"
The battle ended quickly, with only the last one still breathing in Cong Sheng's hand.
"Don't kill me, I said, I said," the leopard demon who was caught by the bushes rolled his eyes, "I said, can you let me go?"
"Okay." Cong Sheng agreed simply.
"Yes...it's the Demon King." The leopard demon looked at Cong Sheng cautiously, with fear in his eyes and cursing in his heart. Didn't we agree that the demon the Demon King once liked was a little demon with weak magic power and an ordinary background
Why was the aura so powerful, giving him a vague feeling of fear? Was it the suppression of his bloodline, or was it that this demon who was rumored to be just a crow had some unknown ancient and noble bloodline
Only the ancient bloodline will be mixed with many other bloodlines and still hidden deep in the bloodline, and can be stimulated when opportunities and qualifications arise.
The leopard demon now only hopes that the person in front of him can let him go. He is just a person who does things for others.
"Oh?" Cong Sheng's eyes were full of disbelief, and he raised his foot and stepped on the Leopard Demon's thigh.