The Two-Faced Side Character Fantasizes that I Love Him Everyday

  Tang Xiang picked up a wooden branch from the ground and deliberately poked the food that the ants were fighting over to the side. Suddenly, the ants lost the distinction between the two factions and formed a unified front to protect the food that belonged to them.

Tang Xiang bent his lips and said, "As long as there are foreign enemies invading, they will be able to unite to the outside world, regardless of each other, and the ants who charge head-on may even be regarded as heroes. Master, tell me, the birth of a hero, can it be possible? Make them less divided and conflicted later on?"

   Master Meng called out helplessly: "Xiangxiang..."

Tang Xiang rested his chin in one hand, his eyes showing doubts, "But I have some doubts in my heart, the ant who was pushed to the front desk is a hero, so is my hand that caused the chaos also a hero? But in their opinion, I should only be considered a conspirator and bear the infamy of the ages."

  The man slowly crouched down beside the girl. He was always "looking" in her direction. After a long time, he asked, "What does Xiangxiang want to say?"

"What I want to say is, why doesn't the Master want to give them more time?" Tang Xiang raised his eyes, the picturesque face of the man reflected in his eyes. The strange thing was that she was not so much younger than him. When she looked at him, her eyes were full of tolerance.

   He laughed: "What time should I give them?"

   "It's time to change the world of knowledge." Tang Xiang replied softly, her too calm attitude made the surrounding wind seem to be a lot milder.

   He was silent.

"The disciples of this generation who have learned the world are not as good as before, Qi Fu from Feng Zong, Yu Xiaoxiao from Hua Zong, Song Qi from Xue Zong, and Tang Ling from Yue Zong. They have different temperaments, and they do have their own shortcomings. But they all have a bright heart, they are different from the ancestors recorded in the pamphlet, at least they will not kill each other, even if they want to compete for the title of the great sect master, they will only use an open and honest method to achieve their own goals. "

   "Is this what you've observed over the years?"

"Master, why isn't he observing?" Tang Xiang slowed down and continued: "When Patriarch founded the world of knowledge, he hoped that people of insight in the world would gather here, regardless of talent or status, as long as If you are a righteous person, you are eligible to enter the school, why don’t you give them more time? The disciples who have learned the world will only be stronger than the next generation. This is the hope I see in them.”

   "Then you know how many times I've been disappointed?"

Tang Xiang shook his head, "I don't know, my life will only be limited to the world of knowledge, and what I have seen and heard is not as extensive as the Master and other elders, bringing this topic up in front of the Master, but it also has a feeling of Xia Zongyubing. …”

   Because of this self-mockery, she laughed out loud, "But it's also because I watch too little, so I'm more willing to place my hopes on others."

   He stretched out his hand and threw the branch in the girl's hand on the ground without any mistake. After that, he gently wiped the hand that held the branch with a handkerchief, and sighed, "Xiangxiang, you are a pity."

   What he said was a pity because she was born without spiritual roots and could not cultivate.

Tang Xiang withdrew her hand, she shook her head, and said with a relaxed smile: "Because I can't cultivate, my lifespan is not as long as yours, so I can cherish every day I spend now, and I can calm down and spend time studying. The things I am interested in, Master, I am not a pity, the things I have made now have already surpassed many smiths, right?"

  He nodded, "Yes."

   She laughed out loud, "And there are people who often say that I am very good, and I am very happy to be so affirmed."

The hand he touched the girl just now hangs by his side, his fingers are lightly rubbing, his head is bowed slightly, as if he is contemplating, after a while, the corners of his lips are slightly hooked, and he asks, "Xiangxiang told me Aren't you afraid of so much?"

   "Not afraid."

   "Why?"

   "Because compared to me, the Master is the one who loves to learn the world the most."

He raised his hand to catch a bamboo leaf that was about to fall on top of the girl's head. When he let go of his hand, the green leaf slowly fell to the ground. He asked her in a low voice, "Have I not told you my name yet? ?"

   In fact, no one in the entire world of knowledge knew what he was called, and only called him "Master Mencius".

  Tang Xiang said: "It doesn't matter if the Master doesn't say anything."

   He laughed, "You know my name?"

   As usual, she called out a name in a warm voice, "Master Qingkui."

   "Throw away the last two words, I allow you to call me Qingkui."

  Tang Xiang was slightly startled.

   His robes were white and spotless, and even the sunlight was embarrassed to leave mottled tree shadows, but when the wind picked up, her long hair moved lightly with the wind, touching the white clothes that belonged to men.

   He reached out and hooked the strand of hair. This man, as clean as the snow in the sky, suddenly seemed to be stained with a touch of color from the world.

  In the courtyard where the fragrance of golden osmanthus is fragrant, Wen Ran is now sitting on the stone bench and has a headache.

Shen Wu saw that she was in a bad mood, so she was very discerning and hurried up and down, pinching her back for a while, beating her legs for a while, and asking her if she was thirsty, hungry, or if she wanted to touch her. Touch him to adjust the mood.

  Wen Ran folded her arms and glanced at him, "Sit down."

   He sat beside her obediently, "Ran Ran..."

"To shut up."

   Shen Wu closed his mouth tightly, and really didn't make a sound.

  Wen Ran's eyes fell on Qin Susu standing in the shade of a tree. This is what her headache was. Although they brought Qin Susu back, they couldn't find a way to make Qin Susu return to normal.

Wen Ran had thought about giving the jade pendant that could control Qin Susu to Shen Wu, but Shen Wu was a decent gentleman, so he refused, on the grounds that he and Qin Susu were different men and women. Following his actions would be detrimental to Qin Susu's reputation.

It is even more impossible for Wen Ran to let Shen Wu take charge of Qin Susu, so so far, the jade pendant is still in her hands. She is very annoyed now, and she is even thinking about what if Qin Susu returns to normal one day. Doubt she ordered her to do something bad when she was abnormal?

"Junior sister." Shen Wu came over, he swept his hand, and a large pile of books appeared on the stone table, he said, "This is something related to the art of capturing the soul and soul that I borrowed from the library of the world of knowledge. The book, too, can find a way to unlock the spell for Junior Sister Qin."

  Wen Ran felt a lot of pressure when she saw so many books, but she picked up a book and turned it over, "I hope there is a way."

  Shen Wu sat opposite Wen Ran. After he finished flipping through a book, he saw that the young man next to Wen Ran was still nibbling on the fruit and doing nothing. He finally couldn't help but said, "He can also help."

   "He can't." Wen Ran flipped a page of the book and said without looking up, "He doesn't like reading books."

   Just because it's something he doesn't like, so he doesn't even let him touch it?

  Shen Wu rolled his eyes. He happily brought the fruit in his hand to Wen Ran's mouth. Wen Ran read the book and habitually opened his mouth to eat what was brought to his mouth.

  Shen Wu remembered that he couldn't speak, so he glanced at the person opposite him triumphantly. If there was a tail, his tail should be up.

  Shen Wu retracted his gaze, and said in his heart: Childish.