Obviously, it couldn't be simpler, admitting guilt, subduing the law, and falling lightly, Ling Shouyi couldn't figure out why Qu Cangfeng and Xia Forsythia had to push things to an irreparable situation.

If Qu Cangfeng can still understand that he has never been on the same front as him, then why did Xia Forsythia do this?

If you are afraid of becoming a raft for the two factions of the family and the ascension, why do you want to increase the handle to others?

St. John's John's Nest.

Thinking of Xia Forsythia, the young man couldn't help but purse his lips, and a cold and hot flame rose in his faint eyes.

Ling Shouyi did not deny that he had not let go of Xia Lianqiao now.

Acknowledgment is the beginning of letting go.

He calmly admitted this, and because of this, he had to learn to detach her from his mind from now on.

Official duties can paralyze him to some extent and not think cranky.

In the past few days, as long as he thinks of Xia Forsythia, a scorching hatred rises in his heart, like a raging flame, which almost burns through his brain, his heart, spleen and stomach, and melts his bones and blood into ashes.

The handwriting in front of him became more and more blurry, and hatred overflowed his eyes again, and the corners of his eyes were red.

Ling Shouyi could clearly feel that a cavity of dragon blood was burning between his blood vessels and his heart and lungs, like boiling hot water, scalding his skin and flesh, burning him uneasy.

He hated his current gaffe, and even more resisted this uncontrollable floating thoughts.

Ling Shouyi closed his eyes, clenched the barrel of his pen, took a deep breath, and forced his attention to revert to the official document in front of him.

Unfortunately, it has had little effect.

Once the flame of hatred burns, it is difficult to extinguish.

His mind was uncontrollably sketching her smile over and over again.

He has lived in the Temple of the Dawn since he was a child, the Palace of the Dawn is his true territory, it is quiet, deserted, few people visit, no one disturbs, here, he can often get a long-lost peace.

But as soon as she thought that she was now eating, closing, sitting and lying in the Duxiao Palace, Ling Shouyi felt uncomfortable up and down.

It's as if their territory is encroached upon and polluted at this moment.

What is she doing now? Is it cultivation? Or are you taking a nap? He knew that she had always had a habit of taking a nap at night. Are you talking and laughing with people, or are you planning how to escape from his control, secretly colluding with Qu Cangfeng and waiting for the opportunity to stab the sword into his heart and lungs for the second time?

Thinking of this, Ling Shouyi almost sneered.

Did she really think he would be so stupid and ignorant?

He knew that she was close at hand, as long as he wanted, he could put down the pen and paper at this time, pushed open the door, drove straight in, to curse her, to take revenge on her, he hated to bite her whole and swallow her, he wanted her to taste it too, to taste what her own heart was like, and to taste the hatred that permeated his heart day and night.

I want to tear, I want to bite, I want to pierce.

He also knew that she was far away. The sword scar on his heart had not healed for a long time, and when she had snuggled into his arms and whispered these love words to him, he had never imagined that one day the tip of her sword would pierce his chest.

And this once strong love has become a great irony at this time.

…… The candles were peeling.

Ling Shouyi was awakened by the subtle movement when the candle burst open, and couldn't help but be stunned.

I immediately realized that I had just thought too much.

The hatred caused the corners of his eyes, arms, and the skin on his body to grow pale dragon scales, and hideous dragon horns on his forehead, and even his eyes changed into slender and pale vertical pupils.

Hatred made him turn into a half-dragon, half-human monster at this moment.

The boy glanced at his arm in disgust.

At this moment, the dragon scales born from hatred of Xia Forsythia are more like she left a clear mark on herself and demonstrated towards herself.

He hated everything about St. John's Wort that appeared in him.

The lip flap was forcefully pursed into a straight line, and Ling Shouyi raised his hand to remove a piece of dragon scales from his arm.

The pain somewhat divided his focus. Shifted his attention to just the pain of the □□ itself.

He was like a caged bird that had been given a momentary respite.

Ling Shouyi raised his face slightly, and a faint red appeared at the corners of his eyes.

So, what followed was an intensified masochistic behavior.

In front of the candle flame, Ling Shouyi expressionlessly plucked off the dragon scales on his forearm piece by piece, and his red lips almost bit blood, leaving a pale and shallow tooth mark.

The intense pain was followed by a long, fine aftermath

Ling Shouyi looked at his bloodied forearm, sweat soaking his back, but it brought an unprecedented calm after the release of almost pleasure.

He sat quietly alone for a long time, alone in front of this cold lamp, indifferent to the snow.

The night wind blew into the temple.

The sweat on the skin is dried by the cold wind.

It's been a long time.

Ling Shouyi, who was as quiet as an ice sculpture, his eyelashes trembled suddenly, and he suddenly moved, and his eyes were dazed.

He felt a hollow cold.

Chapter 115

Although Xia Lianqiao was determined to complete Ling Shouyi's half-finished Moon Rabbit Lantern, the reality was cruel, and she was also a handicap.

It's only a little bit better than Ling Shouyi's hand.

After a long time of tinkering with this moon lamp, Xia Forsythia finally gave up the idea of working behind closed doors and sought foreign help.

The first thing he sought was Ye Yitang's help.

When Ye Yitang heard this, he hurriedly waved his hand: "No, no, Xia Daoyou, I can't do this, I've been stupid since I was a child." ”

"Xia Daoyou, why don't you go and ask Senior Brother Zhou?" She actively suggested, "Senior Brother Zhou has been interested in these things for a long time, and anything I broke when I was a child was repaired by Senior Brother Zhou for me." ”

Zhou Yuwen took the moon lamp and looked at it a few times.

Xia Forsythia held his breath quietly.

Finally waited until he nodded, "Maybe you can try." ”

Xia Lianqiao breathed a sigh of relief.

The moon lantern given to Ling Shouyi, she planned to complete it by herself, without pretending to anyone halfway, Zhou Yuwen didn't do it, and only provided guidance on the side.

Of course, one thing is the same thing, in the past few days when she started to complete the moon lantern, she still did not give up her plan to see Ling Shouyi.

She knew that Ling Shouyi had been staying in the main hall of the Duxiao Hall for the past few days.

It's just that there are disciples of Duxiao on duty in front of the hall, and no one else is allowed to trespass without his approval.

On this day, the disciple on duty in front of the hall happened to be Zhou Yuwen.

Zhou Yuwen is a good teacher who is conscientious and responsible, even if he is busy on weekdays, he will definitely take time to give guidance on what he promised her.

And because her hands were too clumsy, the two of them quickly became familiar with the matter of the moon lamp.

Seeing that the rotating disciple was Zhou Yuwen, Xia Lianqiao asked very tactfully if he could show favoritism? If you don't want to see Ling Shouyi, it's good to pass it on your behalf.

Zhou Yuwen thought for a while, and agreed, "I'll try my best, but if the master doesn't see ......."

"I understand." She took a deep breath and nodded, "If he doesn't see me, I'll ...... I'm not going to dwell on it. ”

Zhou Yuwen turned around to speak on her behalf.

In the hall, the young man's lips suddenly tightened into a line.

Zhou Yuwen didn't get a reply for a long time, and couldn't help but look up in surprise: "Master? ”

"Master?"

Ling Shouyi seemed to come back to his senses at this time, his face was expressionless, and he said indifferently: "I don't see." ”

Expected answer. Zhou Yuwen sighed softly in his heart.

The girl clutched the hem of her clothes nervously and looked forward to her eyes.

In the past few days of getting along, he couldn't bear to see the disappointment in those eyes, so he broke the ground, and had the courage to ask for a few words of love for her, "Xia Daoyou has to go outside the palace every day to ......"

Ling Shouyi was really displeased, frowned and said coldly: "What does this have to do with you?" ”

Zhou Yuwen was stunned, knowing that he was speechless, and hurriedly leaned over to admit his mistake, "It's the disciple who talks a lot......"

Ling Shouyi froze, but he also realized that he had overreacted a little.

After a while, he pursed the corners of his lips uncomfortably, and said firmly: "Since you know that it has nothing to do with you, why don't you step down?" ”

"How?"

As soon as he stepped out of the main hall, Xia Lianqiao, who had been waiting outside the hall, eagerly greeted him.

Zhou Yuwen shook his head at her gently, and the meaning was self-evident.

Although she had expected this outcome, she was inevitably a little disappointed.

Qiang cheered up, showed a grateful smile at Zhou Yuwen, and Xia Lianqiao said in a low voice: "I know, Zhou Daoyou, thank you." ”

Zhou Yuwen couldn't bear to see her sad, and deliberately said some good things to make her happy, "Speaking of which, Xia Daoyou's craftsmanship has improved rapidly in the past few days. ”

"What's the use of progressing faster." Summer forsythia was sullen.

Zhou Yuwen was surprised: "Did Daoyou want to give it to Shizun?" ”

Xia Lianqiao hesitated and nodded: "Yes...... But I don't know if there is a chance to send it out. ”

At this time, it happened to be in time for Zhou Yuwen to be on duty, and after handing over with the disciples who came to take turn, Zhou Yuwen and her walked while gently comforting: "I see, if you think about it like this, it is indeed about to reach the master's birthday." ”

"Ling Shouyi's birthday?" Surprised, she couldn't help but raise her eyes.

Zhou Yuwen was also shocked, but he was not shocked by her voice. But I didn't expect her to call Xianjun by his name so naturally.

Regarding the identity of Xia Lianqiao, Zhou Yuwen, Ye Yitang and others are also quite curious in private. But Ling Shouyi has accumulated a lot of power among his disciples, and he doesn't dare to speculate in the end.

Zhou Yuwen's heart struck slightly.

The relationship between this Xia Daoyou and Shizun is even more ...... than they imagined Get closer.