After rebirth, I became the black moonlight of the tyrant

Chapter 123
"Li Cang, you're in trouble." He looked at Li Cang and spit out in disbelief, this is the proud disciple he has spent his whole life teaching.

He is admired by the subjects of the world and appreciated by the king. He is a living Buddha who walks in the world, but now, he is willing to fall for a woman.

Li Cang pulled his lips, as if thinking of a pair of shining eyes, he said, "Master, she told me that the world of mortals can also be a bodhi dojo, and it can also cultivate and save the world."

The corners of Qingfeng's lips trembled violently a few times, and the next moment, he suddenly knocked the thing in front of him to the ground, and then uttered two words heavily, "Witch."

Love is poison, it is the root of all pain, it will make people degenerate, and make life worse than death. Only by becoming a monk can we be freed.

Isn't he the best proof?
So, how could he let Li Cang follow in his footsteps.

Li Cang was stunned, and looked at him incredulously, it seemed that this was the first time he saw Master lose his composure like this.

A conversation ended in failure.

Before leaving, Qingfeng looked at her with sympathy: "You are an eminent monk rarely seen in a century in the Yanjing Dynasty. Your role to the emperor cannot be underestimated, but what about that woman? She is just one of the king's eyes. Ant, do you want her to die because of you?"

Qingfeng's words caused an indescribable dull pain in Li Cang's heart.

Shouldn't he have hoped for it in the first place?

However, after living a warm life for a long time, he was unwilling to go back to that high place that was extremely cold.

When he went back, he didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, but when he came back to his senses, he had already arrived at Wuxian Mansion.

Looking at this majestic mansion, Li Cang sighed deeply.

This gorgeous mansion is like a cage called hatred, which locks the people inside tightly.

When Yanzhi returned home, she saw Li Cang standing at the door from a distance, looking at his preoccupied face, Yanzhi sighed.

I don't know how he was abused by the young master.

So she brought him in.

At this moment, Yin Jiuqing was lying on a soft couch in the backyard, her eyes seemed to be out of focus.

Even when Yan Zhi and Li Cang came in, she didn't move a bit, she was like a soulless body.

Then, Rouge saw that the monk who was still indifferent came to Yin Jiuqing at the fastest speed, and the concern in his eyes was obvious.

"what happened?"

Hearing this, Yin Jiuqing blinked his eyes lightly, and put his hands heavily on his heart, "My heart hurts so much."

Li Cang's pupils shrank slightly, and the next moment, he immediately grabbed her wrist, and his white and slender fingers rested gently on her pulse.

After a long time, the frown relaxed: "You are fine."

"It really hurts." In a word, she gritted her teeth.

Seeing her expression, Li Cang doubted his medical skills for the first time.

So, he looked at Rouge with a calm expression on the side: "Please pass on a doctor to the benefactor."

"..." Rouge opened her mouth, she was sensible and didn't speak, she really didn't want to tell him that Young Master has been like this for a whole day.

There is a word called what, moaning without illness.

When Li Cang caught her pulse for the second time, he withdrew his hand after a while, "You're really fine."

Yin Jiuqing gave him an extremely ferocious look, "I have something to do, and I have something to worry about. Gu Qingyu, who kills thousands of swords, is really deceiving people too much!"

(End of this chapter)