Chapter 80: The Nymph
"Master, is what she said true?"
Silent. Heart-stopping silence.
"When...... Seriously? ”
There was another awkward silence. Normally, if the master does this, it means that it is true.
Her heart was beating like a deer, and she didn't dare to raise her eyes to look at him, if she let him know what she was thinking at this time, wouldn't she be ashamed?
Jiang Yue coughed heavily, a wisp of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and he barely supported himself with his sword to ensure that he would not fall.
"Master!" Ah Qing jumped up to help him and found that his lips had lost their color.
"Master, if what Ruoxue Ji said is true, it is better to ...... Why don't you ......," she stammered for a moment before continuing, "This matter is voluntary for the disciple, not for the master. Just because the disciple is eager to survive and doesn't want to die here, he is half forced and half invited, begging the master to detoxify with his body. You don't have to have any psychological burden, it's all because the disciples are bold and reckless...... Master, if you don't say anything, I'll take your acquiescence? ”
Jiang Yue's hand holding the sword trembled slightly, and he tried his best to open his lips and say a word, but to no avail. No, he cried out in his heart, but he couldn't exert any strength in his whole body.
"Then I'll take it, Master agreed......" Ah Qing lowered his head and didn't dare to look him in the eyes, and said timidly for a while: "Don't worry, I will feed you Meng Po soup after the matter is completed, and you will forget everything that happened here." And I'm ...... Don't drink it. ”
Jiang Yue clenched the hilt of her sword and looked directly at her, her raised gaze just happened to hit his, this time, there was no dodge.
"You should leave a thought for your disciple...... Master, in this life and this life, I will not tell the second person. Master, my disciple has been adoring you for a long time. ”
Her eyes seemed to be shining with starlight, and suddenly he seemed to see the sky full of fireworks falling; A huge glazed butterfly flapped its beautiful wings; Jin Se gratuitously fifty strings, one string and one pillar Si Hua Nian.
He suddenly remembered that in that colorful fantasy world, the rain and dew were intertwined, and the ears and temples were grinding.
Originally...... Originally......
He could no longer support himself to stand, and he knelt heavily on top of the lotus heart.
"Master, the disciple is disrespectful."
She swam into the distance, hesitated for a moment, and seemed to have made a great determination to herself. She didn't use light power to ride the waves, but chose to be half-submerged underwater, and in her dreams, she seemed to do just that.
The lotus leaves are in the field, the lotus is as quiet as a lamp, she swims from the water, causing the lotus and leaves on both sides to retreat slightly. She began to undress underwater, and the teal garment lingered among the flowers and leaves, until all that was left of her body was a thin cover that was equivalent to nothing. From above, the river water is transparent, and the green yarn, lotus, and leaves are dotted around her body, thrilling, like the water demon Nymph who is tempting Hellas. She straightened up, her curves unmistakable in the green veil, her lips slightly open to remind him of the red cherries he hadn't tasted in the summer. Her eyes looked at him timidly, still as if she was still a little apprehensive.
There was no such thing as that day...... Regardless of the rules, he didn't know why he thought so. The next action surprised him himself - he grabbed her and tasted the cherries.
Is the weakness of the body and the beginning of the slump of consciousness? He had forgotten where he was and who he was. Forget about the person in front of you, they are master and apprentice. He sank deeper and deeper, barely able to extricate himself. The lotus flower blooms to the fullest, and the light is dazzling. It went round and round, and it almost flew out of this world. He asked for it and thought about it, and thought about it, again and again, endlessly. The lotus flower blooms beneath you.
Wonderful, really wonderful.
"Ah Yue......" she slowly closed her eyes.
Wake up to the silence of Lethe River, and the heavy snow has stopped. He was still asleep, lying on a lotus flower, holy and dazzling, a creature of God. Ah Qing once again sighed at this man, the man she admired.
A trace of bitterness welled up in her heart, and according to the agreement, she would feed him Meng Po soup. She understands him, he wholeheartedly adheres to the will of a real person, has the Three Realms in his mind, and will never care about his children's affection. Moreover, if a real person has abolished the law of double cultivation, he will definitely not go against the wishes of a real person.
She had never expected to possess him, from the first time she saw him under the moon. He belongs to the starry sky, to the day, to the bright moon and the breeze, to all living beings in the Three Realms, but he can't be, exclusive to her. He cannot be defined, nor should he be restricted. So she just wanted to stay with him.
Before feeding him Meng Po soup, Xue Ji once said that he would drink the potion in the gourd after the deed was done, just in case, and Ah Qing decided to try it himself. It doesn't matter if you try it, it really goes wrong. Less than three seconds after swallowing, her head began to dizzy. As soon as the hand was out of force, the gourd fell into Lethe.