"Bata!"

The handsome young man who was cleaning up the pieces was sluggish. A white piece in his hand fell off from the palm of his hand and hit the chessboard.

The man forced his face to smile and said, "master, don't make fun of me. Ziyang is one-sided to Tao, and his heart is like a rock. What chaos is there?"

The old man in plain clothes said faintly, "then answer me. Are you practicing for Tao or for desire?"

If the handsome man was struck by lightning, he was frozen there and looked at his master in disbelief.

The old man in plain clothes sighed for a long time, which meant that "men and women love each other for the sake of love, and strive for fame and profit.". Let go, disciple. Feixuan and Wanjia are engaged in marriage. Even if you become a real person, it is impossible to change this established fact. "

The handsome young man raised his head fiercely. The original clear pupil was covered with blood at the moment, and a trace of blood was bitten out of the gum, ferocious and dazzling.

"Master! I I'm not reconciled to it! "

The young man's clenched fists smashed hard at the chessboard, and the pieces on the chessboard were immediately raised and were about to fall, but a strange scene happened.

He saw that the whole picture seemed to be stagnant, and the black and white chess pieces were motionless and static in the void, just as if they had been performed the technique of immobilization.

"I grew up with you and Feixuan. I can't understand your feelings. You love her both men and women, but she regards you as an elder brother and has no affection for men and women at all. "

it was like a thunderbolt from the blue. Because of anger and unwillingness, the whole face of the handsome youth became ferocious and twisted.

"I don't believe it! I don't believe it! You're lying to me! You must be lying to me! Xuan Mei must have me in her heart! It must be! "

Seeing this, the old man in plain clothes sighed deeply, and his eyes were filled with intolerance.

"Apprentice, Feixuan is different from you. She is just my nominal disciple. She shoulders the responsibility of protecting China and their Ning family. Don't say it's you. Even if I speak, it's impossible to stop this marriage. "

"Love, to our cultivators, is a poison in the intestines. It is also like quicksand in the palm. You can't hold it."

Words fall, the chess pieces in the void, like rain, fall into two go jars, completely different.

And the handsome young man also slowly released his hand. Several pieces in the palm had already turned into a piece of powder and slowly passed along the fingers.

The old man in plain clothes came forward and patted the shoulder of the disciple he was proud of. He said in a soft voice:

"master is not forcing you. I watched you grow up with Feixuan. I can't understand your feelings for her. Who can be merciless? Master just doesn't want you to fall too deep, but now I'm afraid it's too late... "

"Master, I'm sorry I can't forget xuanmei "the handsome young man's voice choked.

Seeing his apprentice's appearance, the third person in tianbang sighed in silence,

"it's just that I won't force you. I'll leave the matter of your young people to you. If Yanjing Wanjia blames me, I'll take it for you. It's just that I haven't moved for a long time."

The handsome young man looked at his master in disbelief. His face was full of ecstasy. He was just talking about it, but he was interrupted by the old man in plain clothes. He said very seriously:

"but you must promise to be a teacher. No matter what happens, you must never provoke the master Meng! Absolutely not

The handsome young man's face was frozen.

The old man in plain clothes said in a cold voice, "don't tell me that you have provoked him."

The young man repeatedly waved his hands and firmly denied it. He was even more indignant: "master, why can't you provoke him? Master, it is clear that your cultivation is the first in China. Why should he be the first person in China as a young boy? "

The old man closed his eyes and said, "because he is your disaster."