Master, are you married?

Chapter 66 Privileges

In fact, with Jing Miao's cultivation base, it is not his turn to hunt down Junhou. He came only because he knew Duan Chunfu, so he could somehow find a place for everyone in the Wangchuan area.And Jing Miao's real purpose is to find Xie Dao. I thought it would take a long time, but I didn't expect to find it on the first day.

As soon as the important matter on his mind was over, Jing Miao couldn't think of Junhou for a while, but his heart ached so badly that he might not have felt it at first, but he didn't dare to think about it, and he didn't want to think about it, but now that it is firmly established Yes, naturally there will be no escape.

Although Xie Dao lived comfortably, he was not too careful with himself. There were some blood scabs and mottled dust on his hands, and the sword hilt on his waist was worn smooth, looking a little old.Jing Miao took out a handkerchief from her sleeve, held Xie Dao's hand and wiped it slowly, wiping away all the dust, leaving only some blood scabs that were about to come off.

"This, can you give it to me?" Xie Dao looked at the light blue handkerchief and suddenly asked, "I want it."

Jing Miao nodded and said, "Yes." After wiping Xie Dao's hands, he put the handkerchief in the other's palm.

Xie Dao slowly tightened his five fingers, looked at the towel with a little curiosity, suddenly poked his head over cautiously, gently raised his hand to the tip of his nose and sniffed, his appearance looked a little strange, but his expression was very natural , there is even a faint, almost innocent childlike ignorance and curiosity.

"It's a bit fragrant." Xie Dao sniffed it, frowned slightly and said, "It's still a little bit bitter."

Then Xie Dao saw Jing Miao's eyes, it was an indescribable look, like a heartbroken but tender heart.He just looked at Xie like that, and then opened his voice softly and hoarsely: "I usually have incense, and the handkerchief is probably stained, if you don't like it, I will find you another one that is exactly the same .”

There is a kind of tenderness and peace in his voice that almost drowns people, but his demeanor is calm and elegant.

Xie Dao thinks that he must be a person who is very used to patience, such a person is always calm, no matter how happy or sad he is, he will not show it too much on his face, only his eyes, people only have eyes. deceive yourself.

So Xie Dao leaned forward, staring into Jing Miao's eyes, and suddenly said softly: "Do you like me?"

"Yes." Jing Miao nodded, without taking half a step back, holding Xie Dao's face in both hands, carefully looking at the bloodstains on his face, "I like you."

On weekdays, Jing Miao would never be able to say this to Xie Dao, just like what she said to Gan Wu that day, she just thought that she was young and in love, and had been dependent on Xie Dao for a long time. Kindness is like liking.However, in his previous life and now, he didn't talk about people in their fifties. He deceived himself to be passionate, but he couldn't deceive himself to still miss Xie Dao at the age of 25.

He really likes to have a fever for a while, he knows it clearly in his heart, but Xie Dao has always been aloof, Jing Miao knows that Xie Dao treats him well, but he dare not expect anything.Now that Xie Dao has lost his memory, although he feels that he is a little despicable, he still can't help but tell Xie Dao his feelings.

People who fall in love are more or less greedy. When they fall in love, they think that the other party knows what they want. When the other party knows, they expect a response. Stay together forever...

Humans are like this, greed is endless.

Jing Miao dare not say that he is not greedy, but he is also timid, only at this moment, he dared to speak the truth.

Xie Dao didn't know how many things this person in front of him was thinking about in an instant, he just smelled the faint bitter fragrance on Jing Miao's body, just like the one on the handkerchief, just like this person, full of bitterness, But there is a little bit of fresh air.Xie Dao wanted to know if this person tasted so fragrant and bitter.

So Xie Daomao rashly bumped into the tip of Jing Miao's nose like a reckless man, and then carefully kissed his lips.Xie Dao has never had such intimate contact with a person, so he also showed a little ignorance and ignorance. He was confused and kissed Jing Miao, lowered his eyes, only felt his lips were soft, and subconsciously licked them.

Jing Miao let him go, only felt a slight numbness on her lips, but it didn't hurt, and she didn't feel too shy or embarrassed, so Gu Zi slowly opened her lips, and let Xie Dao drive straight in.

Unexpectedly, when Xie Dao raised his eyes and met Jing Miao's eyes, he suddenly stepped back half a step, and said in a stuttering voice, "I like you too."

Jing Miao originally wanted to laugh, but she always felt that it was not good to laugh, so she just said softly: "Is this what you wanted to say to me five years ago?" Dazed, he remembered that the person in front of him couldn't remember anything anymore, felt sore, shook his head and said, "Forget it, I didn't say anything just now, so you just pretend you didn't hear it."

"Although it wasn't five years ago." Xie Dao seemed to suddenly become nervous. He grabbed Jing Miao's hand and said seriously, "But I just wanted to say this when I saw you."

Just as Jing Miao was about to say something, the voice of the Cangwu people arrived first: "Nephew Jing! Is what that brat said true!" The others immediately followed the voice like a gust of wind, what a man he is , seeing the gray-haired man standing in the courtyard with blood streaks all over his face, and being very close to Jing Miao, he couldn't help but get red-rimmed eyes.

"Is... is it him?" Cang Wu tremblingly said, he walked down the road step by step, his body trembling slightly, and he stretched out his hand to grab Xie Dao's arm.Xie Dao changed his attitude towards Jing Miao, stepped back vigilantly and indifferently, still holding Jing Miao in his left hand, and put his right hand on the hilt of the blade.

The blood-red light covered the thin blade, Jing Miao didn't look closely, but Cangwu saw it right away, it was Lingya, couldn't help but feel sad, and said in a hoarse voice: "Why, how did you become like this? "

"What about me?" Xie Dao held the handle of the blade, looking vigilantly like a wolf. He looked at Cang Wu coldly, showing the fangs and coldness that a wild wolf should have. "What does it have to do with you?" The trace of sweetness and foolishness facing Jing Miao has completely disappeared, but it is calm and sharp like his sword, and the coldness and murderous look in those eyes are frightening.

Jing Miao frowned slightly. Looking at Xie Dao's expression, he felt a little uneasy, but he still protected him behind him, and explained to Cangwu in a good voice: "Master, Master, he can't remember many things. Don't worry, it will be fine."

Cang Wu crossed Jing Miao to see Xie Dao's expression, his heart turned cold, his mouth seemed to be stuffed with a big mouthful of bitter melon during his nap by Duan Chunfu, who was ignorant when he was a child, and it was so bitter that he almost wanted to cry when he woke up.That kind of bitterness lingers on the tongue for a long time, and the bitterness is almost numb, thick and astringent, and the nausea goes straight to the throat.

But he didn't want to pierce this sensible and steady nephew who was the only one who couldn't let go of the matter of thanking Dao, so he sighed for a while, and simply sat on the wooden railing: "I don't know if senior brother can do anything about it."

Jing Miao was silent for a long time without speaking, but said in a low voice: "Master, I'm afraid it will embarrass Zongli."

"What does one family talk about?" Cang Wu said with a hey, "Silly boy at that time, it was because that bastard Qin Sheng blatantly entered our sect to thank him, making it known to everyone, and took him back to the senior brother. , who knows."

When Jing Miao heard it, it was true. Seeing that there was hope, she couldn't help but smile.Cangwu sat sullenly for a while, then suddenly said: "Brother, does he really not recognize anyone?"

"Even I don't recognize me anymore." Jing Miao sighed slightly, "He seems to remember a little bit, and treated me very gentle and kind, but he doesn't remember that I am his apprentice. But that's okay. , wouldn't it be the best if we find him now, as for the memory, it will always come up little by little, he...he will still be the master's."

The face of this young Ziyun Peak's master showed an inexplicable credibility and determination in the sky, and his eyes were like spots of paint, shining brightly, and it was almost instantly convincing.Cang Wu's heart was moved, and he responded unconsciously, and then said bitterly: "Well, anyway, it's not just me who was forgotten, everyone is like this, if your master knows, you don't know Are you going to jump out of anger?"

Xie Dao didn't care about it, it was the first time he asked someone to protect him, he didn't realize it was a little strange, but he looked at Cangwu, but there was no trace of gentleness in his eyes, his eyes were still cold and full of killing intent.Although he felt that Jing Miao was completely different, that was only Jing Miao, not including anyone Jing Miao knew or other irrelevant people.

Privileges are called privileges only when they are rare, and if they are many, they are not rare at all.

So Xie Dao was extremely stingy, and put the only softness he had left on Jing Miao.

After all, Cang Wu has lived for some years, so naturally he will not feel too much sorrow and pain because of this kind of thing. At this moment in his heart, instead, he has begun to faintly worry about Jing Miao who is full of expectations.But no matter how hard-hearted, the senior brother who grew up together has become like this now, even full of murderous intentions towards himself, Cang Wu really does not want to stay and suffer, so he sighed, said goodbye to Jing Miao and left.

Jing Miao watched Cang Wu leave, then turned around, he looked at Xie Dao's hand, his expression suddenly became indifferent.

His face was originally very handsome and upright, suitable for that kind of faint, unwavering smile; but when he turned cold, there was a chill like hailstorm, like an extremely cold sword coming out. The appearance of the sheath makes people want to touch it, but they are afraid of getting hurt.

Xie Dao is not afraid of getting hurt.