I heard Master doesn't love me

Lu Ji sneered, and mocked: "Do you think you like Master? Forget it, you only like yourself! It's your own fantasy, it's your own contribution."

Lu Ji's aura suddenly rose sharply, staring at Qiu Yuan sharply, and asked, "You have been talking for so long, did you talk about Master's preferences, did you talk about Master's thoughts, but you like the real Master"

Lu Ji's tone was pitiful and sarcasm, and his whole attitude was condescending: "I have seen people like you, when I was young, I admired a person, and I used that person as an idol, and tried to get close to him, and piled all the beautiful imaginations on him , and even beautify everything about him, but never really understand him.”

"Do you think you like Master? What you like is just the real person who shocked Kyushu with a sword, and the real person who retreated Qiu Pinglu. It doesn't make any difference to you whether this person is Xuan Ji or Xuan Huo! If Master Zun is not No. 1 in the world of comprehension, you probably won't even give him a peripheral vision from the corner of your eye!"

Qiu Yuan was shocked, he wanted to refute, but he was speechless; he wanted to fight back, but he had no reason; he wanted to deny, but he was speechless.

He replied with difficulty: "But there is no if..."

If Xuan Ji was not Xuan Ji, would I like him?Qiu Yuan himself never thought about it.

However, he remembered so clearly that in the great battle hundreds of years ago, when Demon Sovereign Qiu Pinglu forced everyone in the Taiwangzong to retreat steadily, that stunning sword strike from the sky.

Like the sun breaking through the clouds, like a thousand thunderbolts, Qiu Pinglu was seriously injured in one blow.And that handsome, heavenly man, dressed in a white robe, with a jade pendant on his forehead, stepped out of the air, holding the black wooden sword with slender and strong fingers, and even a small mole on his hand seemed to be emitting light.

He stood holding the sword like this, smiling all over his face, and said in a gentle voice: "Wangxuanfeng Xuanji, please enlighten me."

From then on, Qiu Yuan remembered the name and that person.

Qiu Yuan looked at Lu Ji, feeling a little dazed.

He directly lifted his robe and sat down on the ground, bowing his head in silence.

Lu Ji made a few more sarcasm, but he didn't respond, so he felt bored and went back directly.

As Lu Ji walked, Qiu Yuan's words kept playing back in his mind.He tried his best to ignore it, telling himself that it was all a trick of his opponent, but he agreed with his words more and more in his heart.

Emotions are becoming more and more difficult to control.

Lu Ji was walking on the road, his eyes were empty, thinking: In fact, what Qiu Yuan said is correct, he is singing a one-man show from beginning to end, and the master has no response to his overtures. No matter what it is, he and Wen Tong, Lu Yiguan got the same result.

He seemed no different.Lu Ji thought.

How could he be no different?why is he no different

Lu Ji was a little sad.

Instead of going back to his room, he ran to find Xuan Ji, staring at Xuan Ji with sticky eyes.

Staring at Xuanji made his scalp tingle.

He waved to Lu Ji: "Daoyi, I have something to do."

Lu Ji hurried over, and asked aggrievedly: "Master, why don't you like me?"

Xuan Ji observed Lu Ji's face, felt that something was wrong with his mood, so he comforted him: "Master, there is no dislike for you."

Lu Ji was angry: "I'm not talking about this kind of liking, Master is used to pretending to be deaf and dumb! Turn a blind eye and listen but don't hear!"

Xuan Ji knew that Lu Ji had always been coy and sentimental in front of him, but today he suddenly looked so sad, something must have happened.

He thought for a while and asked, "What did Qiu Yuan tell you? He has always been arrogant and looks down on others. Just leave him alone."

Lu Ji sat in front of Xuan Ji, looking at his perfect face, all kinds of tenderness in his heart were entangled with all kinds of melancholy, making him frown.

He asked: "Master, what do you like?"

Xuan Ji said: "I like what I like."

"Then what do you like"

Xuanji looked at him, slowly lowered his eyes, his expression was thoughtful, and his voice was soft: "It's just the way I like it."

"There is no standard, just intuition."

Lu Ji was sullen: "Oh!"

Xuan Ji glanced at Lu Ji's expression, and asked: "I asked you to ask about the studies on the monument, how are you doing?"

Lu Ji replied: "It's okay, take your time."

Xuan Ji responded.

There was a strange silence in the room.

Xuan Ji opened a book sideways, looked at it with some annoyance, but couldn't help but put his mind on Lu Ji's side.

Lu Ji still knelt on the cushion, his expression was not as sad as it was at the beginning, and became much calmer.Various scenes flew through his mind, and he had to pay attention.

Lu Ji was very sad.

Lu Ji fell into his own emotions.

Xuan Ji was hesitant to look at him, but felt that she was the reason why he was so sad.

When Lu Ji looked up at Xuanji, his eyes were red and watery, and he slowly shed tears: "Master... I'm still so sad..."

Xuan Ji's face changed drastically.

He felt the restless breath in the air, and shouted to Lu Ji: "Dao Yi! You—"

Lu Ji ignored it: "I don't know what to do...Master..."

Xuan Ji strode away, hugged Lu Ji directly in his arms, looked into his sad eyes, and sighed: "Dao Yi, don't think too much!"

This time Lu Ji didn't directly throw himself into Xuan Ji's arms like before, he just looked at Xuan Ji without moving, and didn't speak any more, but his expression was still mournful.

When Xuan Ji approached him, she felt the dark tide surging in his body, so she tried to channel and comfort him with spiritual power.

But Lu Ji refused.

He pushed Xuan Ji away for the first time, and said coldly: "Master! Don't bother! Don't care anymore! If this continues, I can't stand it! Master!"

Xuan Ji found that the situation this time was more serious than before.

In the past, Lu Ji, no matter how capricious and angry he was, he always wanted to get close to Xuanji.

As long as Xuan Ji looks at him more, he will calm down and control himself.

But today is different.

Xuan Ji shook Kong Luoluo's hand, looked down at the few steps between them, then raised his eyes to glance at Lu Ji's stubborn and aggrieved face, pursed his lips.

Lu Ji still looked at him with that expression.

Xuanji sat down on his knees slowly, lowered his head to straighten his sleeves and the bottom of his robe, stroked the folds that appeared due to these actions, arranged the black wooden sword at his waist, and brushed his half-covered hair.

Lu Ji still had the same expression, but stared straight at his movements.

Xuan Ji looked sad, glanced at Lu Ji, and sighed: "I'm old, I've been disliked, hey!"

Lu Ji was silent.

Xuan Ji touched the wooden sword on his waist again, with sad eyes: "You can't be a master!"

With a stinky face, Lu Ji said sullenly: "Master is used to bullying me! I just know how to hang my disciples!"

Xuan Ji arched his waist, propped his chin with one hand, looked at Lu Ji, and suddenly laughed: "Being a teacher is bullying you, what can you do?"

Lu Ji screamed in his heart, all emotions were suppressed, he wished he could rush forward and severely punish the person in front of him.

He looked at Xuan Ji expectantly, and took the initiative to lean over to act like a baby: "Master, you can do whatever you want~"

Xuan Ji stretched out his hand to pull him into his arms, still inputting spiritual power to balance the strength in his body, but the other hand touched the back of Lu Ji's neck.

When Lu Ji was pulled over, he was overjoyed; when he was injected with spiritual power again, his face changed suddenly, and his power rioted like never before, and the whole space became hot in an instant.

Xuan Ji quickly kissed Lu Ji with his eyes, and Lu Ji moved at will in a split second, clung to Xuan Ji and gnawed his lips regardless.

What?You mean the Demon Pulse Riot?What the hell is that?I'll kiss enough before I talk.

Xuan Ji smiled and hugged Lu Ji, her eyes were as gentle as ever, something she had never noticed.

When Lu Ji was sane, he still wanted to hang on Xuan Ji's body, but was torn off by Xuan Ji forcefully and thrown to the ground.

Lu Ji looked at him with a crying expression, but Xuan Ji was unmoved and sent him away directly.

Lu Ji stood at the door, poked his head at Xuan Ji and acted like a baby, but Xuan Ji still ruthlessly tore him off the door and turned him away.

Standing in the yard, Lu Ji kept touching his lips, smiling so hard that his teeth could not see his eyes.

When the patrolling Daozi saw Lu Ji's longing face, his rippling eyes, and his wriggling look like a little daughter-in-law, his scalp went numb for a moment, and goose bumps rose all over his body.

He half-covered his eyes, and when he was patrolling the stele, he saw his deputy mountain lord, Yuan Xiaomo, sitting in front of the stele with a face of indifference. After thinking for a while, he ran up and said, "Sir! Why don't you go?" Where is Master Xuanji?"

Qiu Yuan squinted at him, and said in a half-dead tone: "Why? Don't think about it. Your exams will continue when Master Xuanji is here. Don't even think about having a holiday."

Daozi rubbed his nose and chuckled: "Sir, don't say that. Since you like Master Xuanji, as a disciple, you must help him."

After hearing this, Qiu Yuan was silent for a long time, and in the end he only hummed lightly, and let the melon eater continue his patrol.

He looked up at the stele of asking questions, and there was nothing on the stele.

He was still thinking about that question, if Xuan Ji wasn't Xuan Ji, would he like it?Can he accept that he is not the Xuanji real person who is talking and laughing?

But is such a Xuanji real person still a real person?

Qiu Yuan still doesn't know.

He may be profound, but he still knows little about feelings.

In Lu Ji's previous life, Wen Jizi once said that he was an independent and tough person, he could bury his parents well at the young age of ten, he could keep calm about the existence of Wen Jizi, and he could even travel thousands of miles for better cultivation. Go to Taiwangzong to learn from his teacher.

But when Lu Ji saw Xuan Ji's smiling face, when he held Xuan Ji's outstretched hand, his heart was already full of softness, softened into a puddle of water, and wanted to melt Xuan Ji's heart like a stone.From now on, he no longer sees aggressiveness in front of Xuan Ji, just like a harmless little animal with soft fur, who only seeks attention with wet eyes.

Wen Jizi thought that he had misjudged the person, and he didn't know how the seedling he was optimistic about turned into that indecisive, hot-eyed and infatuated look.But he doesn't know how difficult it is to find a pair of people who are willing to pamper and be pampered emotionally.

They have never been together in the past, but they have already run into each other so much that they can no longer tolerate others in the future.

No one can stand them but themselves.

The author has something to say:

Master is actually very good at teasing, Lu Ji is still young