Chapter 380 Master, don't tell me what your disciples say.
Chapter 380 Master, don’t say anything, listen to your disciple.
Su Bei put his hands behind his back and wandered aimlessly in Jianzong.
The Sword Sect was decorated with lanterns and decorations everywhere today. The faces of the disciples they met along the way were all filled with proud smiles. The crowds of people continued to gather towards the square in the distance.
Such a lively scene made it difficult for Su Bei to adapt to it for a while.
He did not go to Bujian Peak, but grabbed a disciple, hesitated slightly, and asked:
"What day is it today? It's so lively?"
The disciple looked at the man in front of him, and he looked familiar, as if he had seen him somewhere before.
Then he let down his guard and said:
"Today is the day when a new disciple of the Sword Sect enters the mountain. Elder Xiao is going to give a sermon, and everyone is here to see it."
"Elder Xiao?"
Su Bei was stunned for a moment, then reacted, smiled at the disciple in front of him, and turned around.
Then looking at the high platform in the center of the square in the distance, Xiao Ruoqing was sitting cross-legged there.
Su Bei looked up and down at her breath, couldn't help but secretly opened his mouth, and smiled slightly:
"Is it in harmony?"
Nowadays, she no longer looks like the girl in my impression. Just sitting there gives people a dignified and elegant posture.
But for some reason, from such a distance, Su Bei could still notice that her breathing was somewhat disordered.
"Disciple, your mind is confused."
Su Bei sighed and said softly.
But suddenly there was some expectation. Now that she is going to become a master, what will she tell these disciples?
Su Bei did not follow the crowd towards the square, but walked to the lakeside alone, sat on the edge of the pavilion, picked up a grass root, and looked there quietly like a passerby.
The wind blew his withered hair. He held his breath and entered the state of selflessness without disturbing her.
The rays of sunlight hit Xiao Ruoqing's white clothes, dyeing her cheeks red.
The square was already filled with disciples, and everyone was eagerly looking at the woman on the high platform with longing expressions.
Realizing that the time was almost up, Xiao Ruoqing took a deep breath, waved her hand to disperse the smoke in front of her, stood up and looked at the disciples of the Sword Sect below her, and said calmly:
"The four swords you see in front of you are the swords worn by Elder Su back then."
"During the bloody disaster, in Nandu, it was with these four swords that he brought peace to the twenty-one states and prevented the massacre of monks all over the world."
"Now several years have passed, and I have become the peak master of Bujian Peak and the elder of Jianzong. I can also be regarded as taking over the inheritance of Bujian Peak and taking over the burden left by the master."
"Of course I want to complete what Master failed to accomplish back then. Master has an easy-going temperament and will do anything without doing anything at Jianfeng."
"That's not the case now. Now the Sword Sect's Bujian Peak should be fearless and fearless!!"
"."
All the disciples looked at the rusty sword with solemn expressions.
Among the crowd, a little fat man looked at the soles of his feet casually. In his peripheral vision, he seemed to see one of the swords trembling. He quickly rubbed his eyes.
After confirming that he was not dazzled, he swallowed a mouthful of saliva and carefully patted the tall Sword Sect disciple in front of him:
"Senior brother, the sword seems to have moved."
The tall disciple hit back and slapped the little fat man on the head and scolded:
"Nonsense, this sword has been stuck here for hundreds of years, how can it move?"
The little fat man shrank his head and said nothing. He just stretched out his hand to pull the tall disciple and pointed in the direction of the sword:
"Look, it's really moving."
"You have a brain. Damn it, it seems like it's really moving."
There was a bustling sound from the crowd. Xiao Ruoqing frowned, looked in the direction of the noise, and said coldly:
"what happened?"
The sound got louder and louder, and finally a Sword Sect disciple puffed up his cheeks, pointed at the long swords, and whispered:
"Elder Xiao, that sword seems to have moved."
"Moved?"
Xiao Ruoqing frowned and stood up, wanting to investigate.
However, the next moment, a crisp sword cry was heard.
The rust on the Qingping sword fell off little by little, revealing the cold sword body.
Sonorous——
The four long swords trembled suddenly, and then wisps of blue-purple sword energy seeped into the space between heaven and earth, illuminating the entire square with a gleaming green.
The earth trembled slightly, and the next moment, the sword energy shot straight into the sky and the man shot at the bullfight.
Senhan's sword energy encompassed the entire sky.
All the Sword Sect disciples could not hide the look of shock in their eyes.
Xiao Ruoqing stood there blankly, suddenly feeling something in her heart, she turned around suddenly.
There was just an empty pavilion, with fallen leaves swirling in the wind, as if announcing that someone had been here before.
"Master."
Xiao Ruoqing lightly opened her red lips and murmured, clenching her fingers tightly, her eyes filled with tears:
"It's Master, it must be Master."
"Master is back"
Without any hesitation, she turned around and chased away into the distance, leaving behind a group of bewildered disciples looking at each other.
The wind echoed rapidly in her ears.
She had no purpose or direction, she just pursued forward based on intuition and feeling.
Xiao Ruoqing's heart was telling her that if she missed it this time, maybe she would really have to say goodbye to her master forever.
That must be him, Qingping Sword can't fool anyone.
Finally, on Bujian Peak, on the waterside path leading to the peach tree, Xiao Ruoqing saw the figure from behind who was thinking about the night.
The lake water on both sides was rippling with dazzling light. I closed my eyes for the rest of the day and saw the autumn wind blowing. There was a faint breeze blowing in. I couldn't shake the corners of my robe and could only blow my pale hair.
The corner of Su Bei's mouth moved, and he turned around with a complicated expression and looked at the woman in front of him.
Her own figure was reflected in her eyes, as if autumn water was filled with joy and smile.
Su Bei licked his dry lips and smiled helplessly, knowing that he was caught after all.
He wanted to disappear from their world quietly, but with that thought, he still opened his symbolic arms, moved his throat, his voice was a little hoarse, and said with an apologetic smile:
"Disciple, well, I woke up a little late for my master."
"."
Xiao Ruoqing walked towards Su Bei step by step, her lips trembling and her mind went blank.
After hundreds of years of missing him, when I finally saw him again, I no longer knew where to begin with the thousands of words in my heart.
As Su Bei looked at him silently, he became more and more confused about how to start the conversation.
Her mind was like a ball of mush, and she finally opened her mouth, gibbering nonsense:
"Master, are you hungry, disciple?"
Su Bei was startled for a moment, looked at the silly apprentice in front of him, and then burst into laughter.
For her, after hundreds of years of longing, shouldn't the day of reunion be a romantic hug?
Should we discuss with her what we should eat tonight?
However, that strange woman who looked like a fairy in white clothes finally became completely equal to the woman in Su Bei's memory at this moment.
She always seemed so clumsy in front of him.
"My stupid disciple, I have been sleeping as my master for hundreds of years, why are you still so stupid?"
Su Bei walked up to her and stretched out his hand to touch her head, but the movement paused again.
Now she is a Hedao monk. To be fair, if she does not count the hundreds of years she has been in coma, can she be considered to be of the same generation as herself?
The setting sun gradually shines down, and the glow becomes more and more dazzling.
Warmth spread on her cheeks, making them more and more rosy.
Xiao Ruoqing looked at Su Bei's hesitant hands, and finally all the grievances in her heart burst out at this moment.
"fraud!!"
"Big liar!! You are full of lies and nonsense, you are the big liar!!"
The tiny fists hit Su Bei's chest like a machine gun.
Seemingly tired from the beating, he put his head on Su Bei's chest, tightly wrapped his arms around his chest, and choked with sobs:
"You know how to bully me"
"I've been waiting for you for two hundred and ninety-seven years, why did you wake up?"
Su Bei quickly hugged her in his arms and hesitated to speak.
Two hundred and ninety-seven?
——It turns out that it has been so long.
"This time you are back, you are not allowed to leave! You are not allowed to go anywhere."
Xiao Ruoqing spoke softly.
"I dont go."
After hearing Su Bei's reply, Xiao Ruoqing smiled with satisfaction.
Under the setting sun, the two figures gradually overlapped.
The glow finally completely submerged into the earth, the sky turned into dark blue, the moonlight slowly rose, and thousands of stars shone with luster, gazing at this longing that had traveled through two hundred and ninety-seven years.
Xiao Ruoqing's cheek was pressed against Su Bei's chest, her arms tightly wrapped around him, with a smile on her lips but a slight frown on her face, as if she was worried that such happiness would not last forever.
The evening breeze swayed gently.
On the Bujian Peak.
"Master, my disciple is now in harmony with the Tao."
"Well, my disciple is awesome."
"Master, you are back, and my disciple is also the master of Bujian Peak."
"Well, you are my disciple."
"Master, my disciple likes you."
"Well, it's okay to be a teacher?"
Xiao Ruoqing raised her head, looked at Su Bei, stretched out her index finger to cover Su Bei's lips, her eyes were filled with cunning and admiration.
Then, she hugged Su Bei tightly and said softly:
"Master, don't say anything, listen to my disciple."
"Master, do you want to use the phrase 'the teacher also likes the disciple' to perfunctory the disciple?"
"What the disciple wants to say is that the disciple likes the master. It is not the disciple's love for the master, but a woman's confession of the man she has longed for."
Su Bei remained silent.
"This sentence has been hidden in my heart for too long."
"It's been so long that my disciple thought he would never have the chance to say those words in his entire life."
Yes, the moment he fell in Nandu, two hundred and ninety-seven years ago.
Her world has become dark.
"When you were in Wucheng, you said you wanted to give your disciple an answer."
Su Bei remained silent, but his face became redder and redder, gradually turning purple.
Then, intermittent words squeezed out from between his teeth:
"My teacher is going to be strangled to death by you."
Xiao Ruoqing's eyes widened, and then she realized that she seemed to have exerted too much force. She quickly loosened her arms, bit her lip tightly, and looked at Su Bei with a bit of resentment.
"I'm talking to you."
"You're always like this."
"."
Su Bei took a few breaths and sat under the peach tree.
Now his body is already weak, let alone being hugged by her who is now Hedao in such a 'barbaric' way.
Of course, there may be some escape mentality at work.
"Don't change the subject!"
However, this time seems different from the past.
She did not shyly turn the page, but continued on this topic, biting her lip, the blush on her face had not faded, but she had a strong determination not to give up until she answered.
Su Bei looked into her eyes, wondering why he didn't know what she was thinking, and said feebly:
"As a teacher, I only have ten years left to live."
Xiao Ruoqing's body trembled obviously.
"Is there no other way?"
Su Bei shook his head and said nothing.
Looking at Xiao Ruoqing who looked lonely, Su Bei reluctantly stood up, turned his head to one side, sighed and said:
"It's not that I don't know your thoughts, but now you are just a cripple who is dying, so how can I."
"Well--"
Before Su Bei finished speaking, the next moment he felt a cold touch coming from his lips.
Then there was an indescribable tenderness. His eyes widened in disbelief as he looked at the face so close to him.
Her eyelashes were very long, fluttering gently like fireflies, and her hot breath echoed between their cheeks.
Su Bei blinked and wanted to push her away, but the moment his big hands touched her hot body, he stopped.
Because he saw those tearful eyes, like a stubborn child.
Su Bei let out a long sigh, gently closed his eyes, and indulged in the kiss.
If there really is lovesickness in the world, maybe this kiss is the cure for 297 years of lovesickness.
"Disciple, I don't care."
These were the words that echoed in Su Bei's ears.
The last struggle in Su Bei's heart collapsed in an instant. He turned over and pressed her in front of the tree trunk, looking into her eyes.
One hand had already wrapped around her waist, pressing her delicate body and bending down again.
Xiao Ruoqing released her kiss on Su Bei's lips. Her pair of peach blossom eyes no longer had the greenness of the past, with a seductive flavor, hazy in the rain and mist.
Her eyes were closed tightly, her face was pink, and her breathing was rapid. Su Bei didn't say anything. He looked at her blushing cheeks, caressed her hot face with his hands, lowered his head and kissed her red lips.
"You can't escape anymore"
Su Bei's big hand slowly moved downwards, caressing her slender neck.
Then downwards, although through the skirt of clothes, you can still feel the **.
She doesn't care, so what does she care about if she is still hesitating?
My idea of spending the last ten years in seclusion and peace seemed to collapse in an instant under her warmth.
——So, I can't die like this.
Xiao Su Bei said forcefully.
Sword Tomb.
Li Zijun and Sword Lady stared blankly at the broken coffin. The next moment, they saw a blue-purple sword energy hovering above the Sword Sect.