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The bright moon is in the sky, the stars are dazzling, and the beautiful sky is even more lingering.

The bell sounded leisurely, accompanied by the hazy night, accompanied by the cool night breeze, Yang Ming and Liu Erlong bid farewell to Dean Flanders, and they walked on the quiet campus playground.

The scenery here is pleasant, the night is intoxicated, you can think about anything, leave everything out, and take a breath. It seems to have a faint floral fragrance, a distant faint and refreshing, this is the best time of the year Because, winter is too dry and cold, autumn is too dilapidated, and summer is too hot. Only in this spring, when the trees are lush and the flowers are not fully bloomed, the body and mind are the most comfortable, especially at night, when the night is waning. time.

After a long silence, Yang Ming suddenly opened his mouth to break the silence of the night, breaking the silent deadlock between the two.

"Teacher Liu Erlong, you deliberately dismissed Dean Flanders and approached me alone. Is there anything you want to talk to me about?"

Yang Ming paused and turned to look at the **** next to him.

She was a beautiful woman in her thirties. She was wearing a simple cyan sarong, but she couldn't hide her grace at all. Buppa lifted her cyan head up, and on her pale face, her facial features were so delicate and moving. The eyebrows are picturesque, and the **** eyes are extremely energetic. Under the cloth robe, there are the unconcealable peaks and ridges, the waves are turbulent, and the mature and full-bodied grace is definitely beyond the reach of ordinary girls.

A thirty-year-old woman, through the romance of spring, through the maturity of autumn, through the heat of summer, through the coldness of winter, in the cycle of four seasons, walked out of the shyness of a girl, walked out of the beauty of youth, and entered 30 The magnificent season of many years.

Liu Erlong stared at the handsome face in front of him, and the vicissitudes of life seemed to contain complex emotions in the depths of those beautiful eyes.

The memories of Yang Ming appeared in Liu Erlong's mind bit by bit.

Time flies, covering the past. The old dreams left by youth at that time disturbed the red dust and mist, and a little red leaves were laid out to paint the clear autumn, singing the years and life like dream rings, and interpreting them in the story of old age. The joys and sorrows of each field, how many memories have been wiped out, how much time has not been in the coolness.

To be honest, when I first met Yang Ming, Liu Erlong would never have thought that in less than five years, that young man who had just emerged in the spirit master world would grow into a tremor one day. The big man who shakes his foot will make the whole soul master world tremble, and now he is in charge of the soul master world to command the world, and no one dares not follow.

If it were before, Liu Erlong would definitely be proud of cultivating such outstanding students.

But why did her complicated fate push her to the opposite of her own students little by little?

Whenever I think of Master Yu Xiaogang's voice, face and appearance, and now suffering from endless torture in Wuhun City, Liu Erlong just feels that his heart is handed over and he wants to live.

However, it is absolutely impossible for Liu Erlong to take action against Yang Ming.

Liu Erlong knew his own strength very well. In front of his best student, he might have just shot it and it was over. It was impossible to hurt Yang Ming's hair.

Liu Erlong agreed to Pope Bibi Dong’s proposal, at most, with the help of his own identity as Teacher Yang Ming, to help the people of Wuhundian lurk to Tiandou City, just like the last time Qian Renxue could sneak into it. The Bombing Heaven Gang was all thanks to Liu Erlong's secret help.

Raising the slender jade hand, pulling the earlobe green silk, Liu Erlong's beautiful eyes looked at Yang Ming with wavy eyes, and he exhaled and said:

"I'm tired from walking, go to the pavilion over there to sit for a while?"

Liu Erlong didn't answer Yang Ming's question directly, and it was obvious that her heart was suffering too.

Looking in the direction of Liu Erlong's finger, the small pavilion was specially designed by Shrek Academy for teachers and students. The pavilion is composed of eight round red-painted pillars and an earth-yellow glass tile roof. The most interesting are the "Shuanglong Opera Beads" and "Lion Watching the Sea" carved on the roof.

There are six steps at the bottom of the pavilion, all of which are paved with 70 cm long stones. In order to prevent slippage, the stones are evenly engraved with diagonal lines. If the weather is hot in summer, students can sit on the cool steps to blow the air.

The deep earthy yellow of the pavilion tip; the ancient maroon red of the pavilion column; the fantasy grayish white of the stone table and chair constitute a beautiful picture. The green trees next to the pavilion are shaded by the gurgling water, and the bees sing and dance, as if walking into a fairyland.

A few steps down the stone ladder, I came to the promenade of the pavilion, and walked along the promenade to the center of the pavilion. There was a stone table and four stone benches. The pavilion was surrounded by various flowers and fruit trees. , The bottom of the pavilion is a small pond with crystal clear bottom.

The two were seated one after another, not knowing whether Liu Erlong intentionally or unconsciously, they sat beside Yang Ming, like a couple close together, except for the fragrance from Liu Erlong’s mature body. In addition, Yang Ming could even feel the warm heat from the other party's round thighs through the thin cloth.

Liu Erlong folded his hands, placed them on the pair of papaya-like weapons, and said:

"Yang Ming, I'm not in a good mood, you can chat with me to solve the teacher's distress."

Although Yang Ming was married and had children, and there were still a few confidantes outside, Yang Ming should be able to deal with it indifferently and not be confused.

But Liu Erlong's identity is not very ordinary for Yang Ming. After all, he is Yang Ming's teacher. Yang Ming suddenly felt a little fidgeting and moved aside.

But as he watched Yang Ming move his seat, Liu Erlong moved his position quietly, accompanied by a good smell of fragrant breeze, and sat next to Yang Ming again.

Yang Ming slapped his lips, only to feel dry for a while.

The 30-odd beautiful women are not the same as the young girls of the cardamom age. They naturally exude a mature charm from all over their bodies. Even if there is no special temptation, Liu Erlong still carries her own hands and makes it difficult for any man to control. Charm.

Yang Ming touched the back of his head subconsciously, looking embarrassed, and said:

"Teacher Liu Erlong, is there anything that I have to say tonight? Or, let's change time, make an appointment, and have a good chat?"

Liu Erlong's beautiful eyes scratched Yang Ming, like an electric discharge in the air, the style of that look is hard to describe.

Yang Ming boasts that he is now a veteran among the flowers, but at this moment he can't help feeling a feeling of being electrocuted.

"Yang Ming, you are very busy now. People who want to make appointments are like crucian carp who cross the river. They can queue up to next year for appointments. If I follow the normal procedures to make appointments with you, I don't know how to wait until the year of the monkey."

"Don't worry, I won't eat you, what are you afraid of."

With that said, Liu Erlong put on Yang Ming again, resting his head on Yang Ming's chest very simply.

Yang Ming stiffened, he could feel a heavy weight on his chest, Liu Erlong sprayed on his body with a little ambiguous warm breath, itchy and numb, as if there were countless ants. Walking around, the sultry person feels uncomfortable.

Leaning ears on Yang Ming's chest, listening to Yang Ming's heart pounding unconvincingly, Liu Erlong's beautiful lips rose slightly, as if he was still young and still very attractive.

However, Liu Erlong's beautiful eyes did not contain the slightest distracting thoughts.

She really just wanted someone to talk about her distress.

"I live in a city without him. Despite this, I still pay attention to his life in various ways. As a passerby, I am so sad. His emotions are not for me."

"In fact, I know that any relationship that requires me to devote all my energy to please me will not last too long. After all, the relationship is complementary, and one person will be tired after taking the initiative for a long time.

"The world of love is so big that it can hold a hundred kinds of grievances; the world of love is so small that it can suffocate as little as three people."

"Perhaps one day I would also laugh and tell others about our story, and then until someone asked a question, I thought I would answer calmly, or maybe a little bit more swallowed, and later, we were not together."

"I also know that there are some feelings, who have paid a lot but never got a response, and some people have taken care of a lot but have been forgotten and clean; I also understand that nowadays human feelings are weak, and those who don’t have me in their eyes, why should I always let them go? In my heart? I give my heart, and I get sad, leaving myself chilly, paying attention to it, being indifferent, leaving myself annoying, I am more precious than anyone else, I want to live noble! Life is so short, why should I let people who don’t care about me People, how do they affect my mood? I think feelings are so precious, why should people who don't care about me blaspheme my friendship?"

"But, I just can't do it!"

"..."

Women are always sensual creatures.

Liu Erlong's words have been held in his heart for a long, long time, and there has been no one to confide in them. Now he finally found a male confidant like Yang Ming to confide in him, and he immediately poured out the words in his heart.

Yang Ming was silent for a while. He originally thought that Teacher Liu Erlong was looking for something to do with him, but now he knows that he is thinking too much.

In Teacher Liu Erlong's heart, the master Yu Xiaogang has always been worried about.

Her heart is very small, she can only live with one person, and can no longer tolerate the second person.

Seeing Liu Erlong getting more excited as he spoke, leaving tears on his chest, Yang Ming gently patted her back and comforted:

"Teacher, I remembered a word."

"A sincere heart is good to a person, not necessarily in return, and the person you ignore may be the most true to you. Many things can be met but not sought; many things can only be owned once in a lifetime. In the years, remember what you cannot forget. In life, give up if you can’t persist. Life is originally an experience. When you are happy, you are happy, and what suits you is the best."

Hearing this, Liu Erlong's body was shocked.

Her beautiful eyes were thoughtful, she lowered her head with a wry smile, and said:

"Can I really let go of all this and forget that person?"

Master Yu Xiaogang once again left her silently, and went to the Wuhun Empire alone to find Pope Bibi Dong, but he didn't know how much heartache and sadness Liu Erlong felt at that time.

What will a man do when he goes alone to find another woman?

Liu Erlong didn't dare to think, and didn't want to think about it.

Until a few months later, there was no news from the master Yu Xiaogang. During that time, Liu Erlong didn’t think about eating and drinking, and became a lot more haggard. Liu Erlong did not attend the banquet either, but vaguely heard the rumors that the master Yu Xiaogang seemed to have suffered bad news in Wuhun City.

Liu Erlong didn't believe it, didn't believe that the woman who occupied the seat of the Pope in the Wuhun Hall would cruelly kill Master Yu Xiaogang.

She waited and waited, living a life with tears every day.

I waited until Qian Renxue's arrival, and waited until the woman who made her envy and hate her:

"If you want Yu Xiaogang to come back to you, secretly help me do things."

In order to lose heart to Hanyu Xiaogang, Liu Erlong tearfully agreed to Qian Renxue's conditions and became Qian Renxue's lower limit for the development of spies. Using her identity as teacher Yang Ming, he constantly obtained a series of recent trends in the bombing of the sky. Intelligence, as well as assisting the work of the people in the Spirit Hall lurking in Heaven Dou City.

To be honest, Liu Erlong's heart is suffering.

She knew that doing so was tantamount to betraying her student Yang Ming~www.wuxiaspot.com~ However, she had to do it again, because all this was for the man who made her pay.

Liu Erlong confided all the words that had been accumulated for a long time to Yang Ming. She was tired, not only physically tired, but also mental exhaustion caused by psychological suffering. Tears blurred her vision. , In a daze, in her eyes, Yang Ming's handsome face gradually changed into Yu Xiaogang's appearance.

Yu Xiaogang is not handsome, and even looks a little dull and dull. He has a pair of dead fish-eyed eyes that are not glamorous. Even he can't speak sorrow or love words. He doesn't understand wit at all. He is monotonous. To the extreme, to the extreme boring man.

But it was such a man that made the beautiful woman fascinated.

Liu Erlong lifted his jade palm and gently stroked Yang Ming's cheek, his eyes were teary, seeming to have formed a certain illusion due to fatigue, and he muttered to himself:

"Xiaogang, is that you?"

Yang Ming stiffened and didn't know what to do.

He could see that Liu Erlong's spirit was very wrong. If she was disturbed at this time, bad consequences might happen.

Liu Erlong didn't care about Yang Ming's silence at all. After all, in her impression, Master Yu Xiaogang was a dull gourd on weekdays, and could not say a few words all day long.

"Xiaogang, I knew that you would definitely come back to me again."

"What is so good about that woman in Bibi Dong? It's worth your work for her? What she can do, I pride myself on being no worse than her."

With that said, in Yang Ming's startled gaze, Liu Erlong took the initiative to put his lips together, and pushed Yang Ming down on the stone table, **** him.

This night, there is not much to say.

The moon also hides behind the dark clouds quietly.