Chapter 217 He Loves Me So Much

"Well, that's not necessary. I don't really want to have any more useless things."

Cui Yujun was really shocked.

Is this trend real? Is she dead and dreaming?

"puff."

Mo Lin was quick to hear a laugh and quickly pulled someone in.

The barrier, which was already small to begin with, now had twice as many people as before, five people, heads stacked upon heads, and not a single one dared to leave.

"Why are you here?"

Except for Yuan Ye who was in seclusion, all the Paw Patrol members came.

"The master asked me to go find Senior Sister Tianwu." Jinxuan replied.

"My master asked me to come and find you, Junior Uncle." Yan Qing replied.

"What do you want me to do?" Lin Du asked, and Xia Tianwu also asked with his eyes, revealing the same meaning.

The two children spoke at the same time, "We have something important to discuss."

Lin Du: What nonsense literature.

She raised her hand and pressed her temples. "Got it. Let's talk about it after the show."

"So what is going on now? A tragic love story of life and death?" Yan Qing looked at the two people and asked excitedly.

Lin Du glanced at the overly excited Yan Qing. How disgraceful, how disgraceful.

"That may not be the case." Lin Du said.

"But she is willing to sacrifice herself for him!" Ni Jinxuan whispered, "She is also willing to die for her!"

“He loves it!”

Lin Du: ...numb

"This is not called love, this is called brain disease." Lin Du had his arms crossed, but after hearing this, he knocked on Ni Jinxuan's head.

"If you take it one step further, your Tao heart will be in trouble."

When emotions force behavior and break through the originally adhered moral bottom line and code of conduct, it is no longer just an ordinary psychological problem, it can even be said to be pathological.

"When a relationship involves debts and regrets of life and death, it is no longer just love. Is it obsession, guilt, remorse, or atonement? All self-abuse behaviors are just to comfort a heart that is tortured day and night."

"Remember that suspension bridge effect I talked about a few years ago?"

When someone throws himself towards you without hesitation, the shock of life and death will blur the boundaries of all emotions.

Lin Du still had doubts about Wu Xi's feelings for Cui Yujun.

But sometimes feelings are just so vague.

Only by comparing the two can the truth be revealed.

Ni Jinxuan seemed to understand, but Xia Tianwu seemed to be thinking about something.

In fact, she has always felt that Cui Yujun is too contradictory. She can't see any love for Wu Xi in Cui Yujun's words, but she risked her life to save Wu Xi twice, and even sacrificed her life for him.

But everywhere I feel I am on the edge of my seat for no apparent reason.

So, is it the influence of the spirit that Lin Du removed from Cui Yujun's consciousness that day?

That would really be harmful to others.

The victim was staring blankly at the person kneeling straight in front of him, and suddenly, for some reason, he felt a little regretful.

How did the proud son of heaven, who once had the greatest hope of challenging the sword genius Mo Lin, become like this now?

Wu Xi heard her answer, then slowly bent over with his back hunched, "Then Wu Xi is willing to support Senior Sister forever."

Cui Yujun took another step back and said, "Stand up, and don't kowtow. You sound like you are my godmother and want me to take care of you in my old age."

Wu Xi was a little dazed, but still stood up, "You saved my life, twice."

Cui Yujun said with some difficulty, "That is my own business, it has nothing to do with you."

She was also forced.

If she were given another chance, oh, there would be no chance.

She wants to go home.

In fact, she has never had any friends here.

Even Wu Xi is not her friend.

Cui Yujun endured for a long time, but still did not ask the question in his heart. He turned his head and said, "I don't want to die of old age. I have done so many good things in my life. Saving lives is also a virtue. I will definitely be rich and powerful in my next life! Don't worry about it. Let me stay in the Supreme Sect for the rest of my life."

Lin Du lowered his eyes and rubbed his fingers. "Let's go, Yan Qing. You've been doing things like peeping into other people's privacy all day long. It's disgraceful."

Yan Qing:? Huh? Didn’t you guys spy here first?

Xia Tianwu also turned around and went to the main peak after hearing this.

Seeing Xia Tianwu leaving, Mo Lin took Jinxuan back to his own peak for training. Ju Yuan suddenly said last night that he wanted to go into seclusion to break through to the Qianyuan realm, so now he was the only one left to teach his little junior sister.

Cang Li was waiting for Lin Du. He set out the tea set and placed the suona and jade flute beside him. When he realized that Lin Du was about to arrive, he started to make tea.

Lin Du sat down in front of Cang Li with ease, "Second Senior Brother, you're looking for me?"

Her eyes fell on the two instruments and her false smile froze.

"After Yuan Ye successfully forms the Dan, I will go into seclusion to break through to the Qian Yuan Realm." Cang Li said, "Although my senior sister and sixth junior brother will help teach me at that time, please take care of my state of mind."

Lin Du is a sharp-minded person. Although small in stature, he is more stable than Yuan Ye, so he feels relieved.

But Lin Du was still more sensitive than he thought.

"Is there something wrong?" Lin Du asked.

If it was just Ju Yuan, she might not have thought too much about it, but with the two of them together, it was hard for her not to think too much.

Cangli's hand moved to the musical instrument on the table, and Lin Du's face twisted, "Brother, I'm really fine, do you really have to do this?"

The slender hand passed over the suona and moved to the jade flute. Lin Du's expression changed in a second, "Is this soul still kept by Senior Brother?"

"I didn't tell you the other day, but Feng Chao said that it would be better to tell you directly rather than letting you have wild thoughts."

After Cangli said this, Lin Du already understood.

"Is it related to Wenfu?"

She mentioned the name, and Cangli's face darkened.

"Your Seventh Senior Sister and Wenfu entered the sect together. Wenfu is very smart and his brain is not inferior to yours."

Cangli glanced at Lin Du and was too embarrassed to say the rest of the conclusion.

Feng Yi actually thinks that Wenfu and Lindu are the same kind of people.

They have been tempered by the world too early and have their own set of rules for doing things. They are like self-formed stone sculptures. Others cannot easily change their temperaments and concepts, nor can they shake their ideas.

They like to exploit loopholes in the rules, guess people's minds, and seek maximum benefits. However, they are gifted and have the ability to draw inferences from other cases, and they love to acquire all knowledge.

But Lin Du is more stubborn, while Wen Fu is more tactful.

Now that Wenfu has become something that all his fellow brothers and sisters had not expected, Feng Yi doesn't want Lin Du to go astray.

"So he did it? He turned a man into a demon?" Lin Du picked up a cup of tea and said in a calm voice, "What about him now? Is he the same?"

"I don't know." Cangli stroked the jade flute. "This person's soul does have obvious traces of mystical arts. Now he has long forgotten his past and past events. He only has the instinct and memory of becoming a Painted Skin Monster."

"The nature of the Luoshu disciples would probably prefer their disciples to be dead by now." Lin Du finished his tea in two gulps and put down the cup leisurely, "Is that all?"

"If Wenfu had become a dual soul like this man in the Lanju Secret Realm that day, he might have studied that secret method to save himself. It would also explain why his body was deformed in the picture that day."

"But the successive incidents involving Mo Lin, Yuan Ye and Tian Wu make me suspect that Wen Fu has other intentions."

Cangli's voice deepened. "If possible, tell your master about this. Perhaps you will gain something from it."

Lin Du raised his eyes, "God's gift? He can't be trying to rob his fellow thieves, right?"

Cangli sighed, and said in a rare ungentlemanly way, "Junior Sister, stop thinking about it. Are you tired?"

He put down the jade flute and reached for the suona, "Come on, come on, your consciousness is still a little short."

Lin Du tried to escape, but Cang Li used his spiritual power to pull him back, "You still have a competition in two years! Don't you want to win? This is your last chance!"

Lin Du: ...Okay, okay, I really can’t do anything about you. If you want me to take first place, just tell me directly.