Rebirth: How to tease the leader of the Demon Cult

Chapter 38

Confession ([-])

After hearing this, Mu Changfeng didn't know how to react.Seeing that Duan Yange's eyes were still staring at him, he hurriedly looked away, not knowing where to put his hands.

Duan Yange was not in a hurry to ask him for an answer, but just told him the fact.It's just that he didn't expect that Mu Changfeng flew out as soon as he turned around, and he used the skill of stepping on the snow without a trace, obviously he didn't want him, who was "seriously injured", to catch up.

The corner of Duan Yange's mouth raised a slight smile. Since this guy doesn't want him to chase after him, then he won't chase after him. It's not good to push too hard.It's just that he didn't expect that this sentence would be uttered under such circumstances. Obviously, he should find a time when the flowers are full and the moon is full. He should take a small pot of bamboo leaf green and drink a few cups. Don't get drunk, just want an atmosphere.

Then it is more sincere to say it while this is ambiguous, and it seems that I am quite frivolous when I say it this way.

Regret is regret, and it is impossible for Duan Yange to catch up and do it all over again, so he can only return to the inn first.Although the wound on his chest was not as scary as it looked, it wasn't likely to heal immediately.The body is the capital of the revolution, and it is also the capital of chasing a wife. Naturally, we must not slack off, and the priority is to recover from the injury. Anyway, this guy is destined to be unable to escape.

Mu Changfeng almost ran forward with all his strength, and when he stopped, he realized that it was the easternmost lake in Hezhou.Dajing's Northland is still a little cold after all, and the cold wind brings some water vapor on the lake, which makes people feel even colder.

Mu Changfeng's Broken Heart Jue is an art of extreme coldness, so he is naturally afraid of the cold. When the cold wind blows at this moment, his arms feel cold, and he suddenly thinks of that person's warm embrace.

He really never thought that Duan Yange would say something that he could see clearly but couldn't break through like this, and he didn't mean to be shy.In just a few days, this person subverted his original perception of him.

He always thought that he was a gentleman as modest as jade, but he never thought that he was such a frivolous person.Picking up a stone, it floated lightly in the water. The stone jumped a dozen times on the water surface before sinking to the bottom.Mu Changfeng sighed, there was no point in staying in Hezhou any longer, his most urgent task now was to go back to Qianjue Peak and immediately practice the ninth level of Remnant Heart Art.

Hezhou is very close to Qianjue Peak. After a few hours, Mu Changfeng returned to the teaching, went to the dungeon and told Su Lang that he would give him a big gift soon, and Mu Changfeng came to the back room. mountain forest.

That hut was still full of warmth, and it didn't feel the loneliness of living alone, probably because the people living in it were very warm.

Seeing Mu Changfeng coming in, Mu Changli put down the book in his hand and looked at him with a smile, asking if he was bothered again.

Mu Changfeng nodded and sat down on the chair beside the tea table, poured a cup of tea for himself and Mu Changli, and said, "I'm a little troubled."

"Because of martial arts? Or because of feelings?" Mu Changli asked, and after seeing Mu Changfeng's flushed face, he immediately understood.

"Fell in love with someone, or was liked by someone?" Mu Changli's tone became teasing: "Or is it a mutual love?"

"I don't know either." Mu Changfeng rubbed the exquisite teacup in his hand, the tea swayed slightly, and covered the reflection of the willow branches outside the window: "I just feel confused in my heart. I don't like him, but I think of him for some reason. he."

Mu Changli smiled slightly, secretly thinking about this silly boy.

"Can you tell me what kind of man he is?"

Hearing this, the movements of Mu Changfeng's hands froze, and he began to think secretly, but after a long time, he didn't know what to say to Mu Changli, so he could only vaguely say: "A gentleman who is truly a gentleman , is also an out-and-out rogue villain."

Mu Changli laughed with a chuckle, his beautiful eyes slightly curved: "It's a very high evaluation."

"Huh?" Mu Changfeng raised his head curiously and looked at Mu Changli.

"I've never heard you say that about a person." Mu Changli tilted his head, with a deeper smile on his face: "Especially a man."

"Don't you think it's strange?"

Mu Changli flipped through the book and showed one of the pages to Mu Changfeng: "The story book I read today is about the relationship between two men."

Mu Changfeng took the book and glanced over the two lines of text. The two names that appeared inside were so familiar—one was Duanmu Jinghua, and the other was Jian Xuan.

"You probably have heard of them both." Mu Changli asked.

Mu Changfeng nodded, but the little finger of his right hand trembled slightly: "I heard that Duanmu Jinghua is the leader of the martial arts alliance, and Jian Xuan is the owner of the Tianmo Palace."

"That's right." Mu Changli nodded: "Two people who were supposed to be in the same situation actually came together. The love/event in the world is really amazing."

"That's right." Mu Changfeng echoed, "If it wasn't for their identities, they would probably have a good ending, and they wouldn't sink to the bottom of the mirror lake together."

The two were silent for a while, and then Mu Changfeng said again: "Brother, can you tell this story in its entirety?"

Mu Changli nodded, and took a sip of tea to clear his throat. He looked like a storyteller in a teahouse when he was about to give a lecture, and both of them rolled their eyes.

"The encounter between Duanmu Jinghua and Jian Xuan was actually a very inevitable thing. Because Jian Xuan's father was killed by the righteous way of martial arts, Jian Xuan ruthlessly killed people in the martial arts. Within a month, the various sects suffered more than 1 casualties.

"At that time, Duanmu Jinghua had just reached the crown, and was sent to the Tianmo Palace to negotiate with Jian Xuan because he was the chief disciple of the Kunlun Sect. Everyone is strong in martial arts, how can Duanmu Jinghua resist. Jian Xuan was extremely bloodthirsty at the time, and he didn't listen to Duanmu Jinghua's words at all, and he was going to kill people. There was a fight all of a sudden."

"If you say that this Jian Xuan is actually a hero, otherwise he could have activated the formation in the Tianmo Palace or let his subordinates fight. But he chose to fight alone. After a day and a night of this battle, the last two Both of them were seriously injured, Jian Xuan respected Duanmu Jinghua as a hero, so he asked someone to heal his injuries."

After Mu Changli finished speaking, he took a sip of tea and continued: "For some reason, Jian Xuan detained Duanmu Jinghua. People in the martial arts thought that Duanmu Jinghua was dead, so they didn't dare to attack rashly. And Duanmu Jinghua was in the sky. Lived in the palace for more than a year."

The author has something to say: It’s been a while since I came back from the buffet/(ㄒoㄒ)/~~ I’m so supportive~~~~~~~So it’s late~~~~