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Murong Jue raised his eyebrows, "That old fellow of your master is a liar. It's bullshit to say that Buddhism can relieve all suffering. Why should I respect him?"

The 12-year-old Huan Feng has the same pair of eyes that seem to be able to see everything, and his pure temperament cannot be concealed, but he was still a child at that time, and in his memory, there is only the master.So when he heard that Murong Jue was so disrespectful to his master, his clear eyes were clearly filled with anger.He swung his sword and stabbed at Murong Jue.

Well, Murong Jue admitted that he was going to find someone to vent his anger on, but the other party was a child. Although his words were excessive, he definitely had no habit of bullying children.But for some reason, when he saw himself reflected in those clear eyes, he subconsciously shot.

The 12-year-old Huan Feng's martial arts is much better than his peers, but the 21-year-old Murong Jue's martial arts is also much better than his peers, so in this adult versus child martial arts contest, there is no suspense that Huan Feng lost.

But not only lost, Huan Feng was also injured by his miss.

Murongjue knew that he didn't do it on purpose, he never thought of fighting with a child, but because he saw those clear eyes out of control again and again, he finally missed and injured Huanfeng.

The injury was not serious, but he was unconscious for a while.

Murongjue always remembered that time, he carried the child back to the simple hut, sat by the bed and looked at him.The pink and tender face became almost transparent due to the injury, just like it is now.

That day he waited until it was dark before Huan Feng woke up.

Seeing that he was there, he didn't have any emotions, and only said a little bit hostilely, "I will definitely defeat you."

Although he was only a 12-year-old child, his tone was so decisive that no one could believe it.

Murong Jue suddenly couldn't help laughing, it was the first time since Xin'er left, he smiled sincerely, stretched out his hand and rubbed Huan Feng's shiny black hair, "Okay, I will teach you martial arts tomorrow, and then I will wait for you Beat me, okay?"

Huan Feng's eyes were obviously ignited with excitement, he knew that this man's martial arts were very good.

Murong Jue is actually not a person who advocates martial arts. At the beginning of his martial arts practice, he just wanted to strengthen his body, but maybe he has talent, so after practicing casually for a few years, his martial arts are surprisingly good.But if he himself hadn't been in danger, or was in a bad mood like today, he would never take the initiative to use martial arts, let alone teach others.

But seeing those crystal-clear eyes looking at him so intently, and saying so determinedly, I will definitely defeat you.He suddenly wanted to see how far this kid could go.

And even though Huan Feng didn't say it out loud, Murong Jue also knew that he recognized his strength and was delighted that he could teach him himself!

From that day on, Murong Jue would go to Hongye Mountain every day to teach Huan Feng martial arts.The more he taught him, the more he felt that this kid was really talented, and he couldn't help but want to teach him everything he knew.

It's not just him, Huanfeng's master must have the same feeling as him, so he taught the child all the martial arts cheats in Lingtai Temple.

And that child is not only highly talented in martial arts, but also self-taught in piano art.

Murong Jue remembered hearing that child play the piano once when he was 14 years old. It seemed that someone who lost his way up the mountain left it behind. He became obsessed with it.

Murong Jue can play the piano, but only a few simple pieces.Seeing that Huan Feng was so obsessed, he dialed a few words casually. Afterwards, when he heard Huan Feng playing the piano again, his piano skills had reached a level that he, the person who instructed him, could not reach.

After the age of 15, Huan Feng's martial arts is already very good, and he can often fight hundreds of moves with him. Although he always wins in the end, he has to admit that the kid should start to put pressure on him.

He didn't teach him much since that year, saying yes, Huan Feng's martial arts is already very good, and he has nothing to teach him.Huan Feng didn't say much, but always liked to compare swords with him when he was free.

It was also from that year that Murongjue no longer went to Hongye Mountain every day, but traveled out of Beijing for half of the year, and stayed in the capital for the other half, but did not go to Hongye Mountain very often, and occasionally went to Lingtai When the temple played chess with the abbot, he would hear news from Huanfeng. If everything was fine, he would not visit. If he had a minor illness like a cold, he would go and stay for a day or two.

Of course, sometimes when he makes some decisions, he will pass.He said he wanted Huan Feng to make up his mind, but in fact, he told him his decision in the past.

Six years have passed like this, and everything is so natural that he never thought that it would change.

If there is no warm appearance of Shangguan, nothing will change!

Murong Jue was so absorbed in his thoughts that he didn't realize that the person on the bed had already woken up.

"I'm fine, let's go to rest!"

When a cold and hoarse voice came into Murongjue's ears, he was slightly stunned for a while before he realized, and excitedly grabbed Huanfeng's hand, "Xiaofeng, are you awake? Are you really awake?" ?”

He was still afraid, afraid that he was dreaming.

Huan Feng's clear eyes moved slightly, and he answered an irrelevant question: "I'm hungry, is there anything to eat?"

It was only then that Murongjue was sure that he was not dreaming, because only Huan Feng would always throw cold water on him regardless of the occasion, but as long as he was doing well, he was willing to be thrown cold water by him.

"Yes, yes!" He got up and took a bowl of light millet porridge, "Your body has not recovered, so you can only eat something light." He carefully blew on the millet porridge to adjust the temperature .

Huan Feng didn't speak.

After Murong Jue tested the temperature and felt that it was moderate, he carefully helped Huan Feng up, but he was obviously very careful, but he still saw Huan Feng frowning in pain because of the wound being involved.

Murong Jue knew it must be in pain, otherwise he wouldn't have that expression.He knew that the child had been like this since he was a child, and he would never tell the pain.

"It hurts, doesn't it?" Murong Jue really likes to hurt himself, he never likes to see the painful expression on this child's face.

Huan Feng glanced at him, and once again ignored his question, "Can you help me? I can't move my hands!"

His arm was already injured and hadn't healed yet, but it was injured again this time, and it was still tied with thick gauze, so he couldn't move at all.

Murong Jue suppressed the discomfort in his heart, and fed him a bowl of millet porridge spoon by spoon.

"Still hungry?" Murong Jue asked.

Huan Feng shook his head, "Go back and rest. I'm sleepy!" As he said that, he was about to lie down and sleep.

Murong Jue didn't move, he still sat on the edge of the bed and looked at him.

Huan Feng fell asleep on his own, as if he didn't exist.

"Why did you get hurt like this?" In Murong Jue's heart, apart from his reluctance for the child, he was still faintly angry, "How could you make yourself like this? I always said, don't fight head-on. Can't even escape?"

Huan Feng opened his eyes, his black eyes were clear to the bottom, facing Murong Jue's questioning, he did not hide, "Help me!"

Murongjue froze for a moment, then suddenly couldn't suppress the anger in his heart anymore, and roared: "Save people? You said you hurt yourself like this when you saved people? Huan Feng, did your head get squeezed by the door? Save people You have to do what you can, you save your life after losing your own life, don’t you think you are great? You have been a god in Hongye Mountain for a long time, do you really think of yourself as a god?”

Murong Jue was really about to explode, how did he teach him?When you encounter danger, don't head-on, run away first.Why did he teach him light kung fu so seriously from the first day he taught him kung fu?The purpose is to escape in case of danger.How could this child not be angry when he hurt himself like this to save others?

Huan Feng ignored his anger, calm as if he didn't hear anything.After a long while, he said lightly, "You and I have cut off all ties, and my life and death have nothing to do with you. Go back!"

Murong Jue froze in place, staring blankly at the person on the bed, so calm, so clear, as if these words didn't touch any strings in his heart at all.

But Murong Jue understood Huan Feng better than anyone else.

He knew, he was angry, angry with him!

He knows Huanfeng too well.If the words he said hadn't touched Huan Feng, Huan Feng would not have said those words.Even if he really planned to break up with him, he would at most treat him as transparent from now on.But he just said it out, clearly telling him that he was angry!

Yeah, how can you not be angry?He wronged him, insulted his personality even more, and said such hurtful words, even though this child always looks cold on the surface, his heart is not made of stone.He will be sad too!

Murong Jue smiled slightly, "Okay, let's break our friendship. But before that, you have to give me back everything I taught you." Murong Jue felt that he was a bit of a rascal, but he had to do this?

He doesn't want to be merciful.That was just his angry words!His intestines have already turned green.How could you still regret it once?

Huan Feng stared at Murong Jue with eyes that were as clear as black jewels, and after a while he asked, "Are you sure? Are you sure you want your things back?"

Murongjue was taken aback, and immediately understood what Huanfeng meant, and quickly pressed his weak hands, "I didn't mean that, don't do something stupid! I just don't know what reason to ask you to forgive me. Xiaofeng, I know I was wrong, I really hated myself. I really wanted me to suffer for you. You should be angry with me, but don't mention the matter of love and justice? I've regretted it to death. Don't do it again I'm done, okay?"