Immortal Dragon

Chapter 478 Xiao Leng's Heart

Hearing Xiao Leng's words, Sima Wubing only felt a sense of grievance in his heart. He couldn't help but burst into tears and cried, "Xiao Leng, am I so annoying?"

In a hurry, Sima Wubing is also closer to Xiao Leng, and he can even ask about the other party's breath in his nose.

Xiao Leng couldn't help taking two steps back. Sima Wubing also blushed, but his eyes did not leave Xiao Leng's face at all, as if waiting for his response.

Xiao Leng turned his head and didn't look at him. He said, "Miss Sima is smart, kind-hearted, and doesn't hate it!"

Sima Wubing said angrily, "You lied! Then why are you so cold to me? I'm so unsatiable that you are so anxious to drive me away?

Xiao Leng's face still has no emotion and said, "I'm not going to drive you away, I'm just to remind the girl that our task has also been completed. It's not a way for the girl to stay here all the time!"

Sima Wubing saw Xiao Leng's cold face and calm voice, and her heart was ashes. I don't know when she had deeply portrayed Xiao Leng's appearance in her heart.

It was also the first time that she had changed her mind. For such a long time, she has been trying to change herself. In the past, she would not care about her words and deeds.

But I don't know when she began to pay attention to her words and deeds, as if they had changed for someone, but what she couldn't accept was.

This person has always been cold to her. This person is Xiao Leng. Sima Wubing found that he had begun to notice his emotions.

When he is happy, his mood is also inexplicably happy. When he encounters difficulties, his heart is also tense, especially Shicai. If the person from Situ really dares to trouble him.

Sima Wubing will definitely take action without hesitation, but now, it seems that all her dreams have been dashed. In order to stay with him for a few more days, she did not leave until she came in.

She just wants to spend more time with him and change Xiao Leng's coldness with her own fire, but the ending is still the same.

Xiao Leng has always been so ruthless to himself. He seems to hate his appearance very much. Even if he is happy with him and says everything, he is still not slow, or even with any feelings.

Sima Wubing has never been like this since she was a child. Even in the face of her father, she has never cried so sadly.

"Miss Sima, there are some tears, and it's useless to shed them. It's better to wipe away your tears and rest early. If you can, leave tomorrow morning. After all, this is not Qingyuanzong!" Xiao said coldly.

Immediately turned around and walked towards his room!

"Xiao Leng, I hate you all my life!" Sima Wubing's eyes flashed with godlessness, and he also muttered. He was supported by two female disciples of the Qingyuan Sect, and then reluctantly stood firm.

"Senior sister!" The two female disciples wanted to persuade, but they didn't know how to persuade them.

Sima Wubing's eyes flashed with a little despair. He looked at Xiao Leng's back and continued to say, "Xiao Leng, one day you will regret today's decision!"

Xiao Leng smiled bitterly, and his eyes were also a little wet. There seemed to be something broken in the bottom of his heart. He was not a ruthless person. After such a long time of contact, he knew Sima Wubing's thoughts very well.

Similarly, in his heart, this kind-hearted, upright and bold girl did not know that she had entered her heart from a certain moment, but he could not.

Because what he inherits is the inheritance of killing gods, he also has his own mission. He can love her, but he can't destroy her life.

Therefore, Xiao Leng abruptly suppressed the feelings in his heart. At this moment, he turned around and left. His heart was no better than Sima Wubing, or even more sad than Sima Wubing.

Sima Wubing also turned around. She suddenly found that Xiao Leng's slightly trembling shoulders, and a glimmer of light flashed in her beautiful eyes.

While crying, she suddenly opened her mouth and laughed, crying and laughing, as if the autumn rain was lingering.

Xiao Leng did not return to his room, but turned a corner and entered Long Yun's room. Long Yun had never rested. He sat there. He was clear about what happened outside.

"This is unfair to you and her!" Long Yun said lightly.

Xiao Leng smiled bitterly and took a deep breath and said, "This is the best choice. People like me are not suitable for having feelings, because in the future, I don't know my own way and how to go. Children's affairs will affect my Taoism!"

"Brother Xiao Leng!" Long Yun said, "You are wrong. Children's private feelings are more precious than feelings and stop at etiquette. If you have feelings, you have yourself. If you have no feelings, or escape from feelings, it is also equivalent to escaping yourself. Only in this way will it affect your Taoism. If you have a heart and affectionate feelings, what is it?"

"But I practice the way of killing!" Xiao Leng shook his head and said, "The way of killing does not need any feelings. My way is only killing, cold and ruthless!"

Long Yun said: "The way of killing is also the way of hurt. You have empty killing, and you are ruthless in your heart. How do you know how to kill? You and I are like brothers, and I can say something directly, just like the love between you and me is also a kind of feelings. You can have friendship, so love is the same. The word of love is a mysterious way. If you try to integrate it with your own way of killing, this is the real way!"

Xiao Leng smiled bitterly and said, "But now, subconsciously, I just want to stay away from her. In the future, with the increase of my cultivation, the way of killing may directly control my heart, and then I will become a killing machine. People like me don't deserve feelings at all!"

Long Yun suddenly stood up and sighed, "Brother Xiao Leng, don't you understand? As long as you have feelings as neutralize, your way of killing will become a conscious way of killing. In the future, your achievements may surpass the king of killing. Otherwise, if you keep practicing according to his footsteps, you will only become the next king of killing, not even the level he used to be!"

Long Yun's words, like a wedge, were deeply imprinted in Xiao Leng's mind. He thought repeatedly, as if he had thought about it, and his heart was also repeatedly contradictory.

Xiao Leng himself, because of his own way of killing, has always been able to avoid Sima Wubing. Although he knew that his heart was not good, he still chose this road for them.

He doesn't want to hurt Sima Wubing, and he doesn't want her to fall into his own trajectory. At this moment, Xiao Leng seems to have drilled into the tip of the horn.

He couldn't get out of the haze of his heart, but at this moment, Long Yun's words seemed to be a bright lamp, completely opening his heart knot.

"You meditate and rest here first! Tomorrow morning, go to her again and calm her down!" Long Yun said slightly.

Xiao Cooling said bitterly, "But I just let her leave earlier, and I don't know if she can stay here?"

Long Yun laughed and said, "You have been avoiding others for so long. Why? Can't you wait for such a while?"

Xiao Leng's face blushed slightly and gave him a white look and said, "Ok, don't satirize me there. I'm practicing here for a moment now. Your words also give me a trace of insight!"

Long Yun nodded with a smile, his eyes narrowed slightly, and also sat down.

The two sat there like that. Time passed little by, and the sun came out. The next morning, the sun gently sprinkled down.

Xiao Leng slowly opened his eyes, suddenly stood up and looked at Long Yun beside him. Seeing that he did not open his eyes, he quietly pushed the door and left.

It was not until Xiao Leng left that Long Yun slowly opened his eyes and smiled and said, "Brother Xiao Leng, this is a step in your life and a step in your practice. If this step passes, the future will be a bright road!"

Xiao Leng was also like this. He suddenly felt relaxed. Long Yun's words made him understand a lot. After a night of practice last night, his feelings seemed to have a sign of integration with the way of killing, which made him ecstatic. He couldn't wait to think of Sima Wubing and show his heart!