The Wrong Way to a Demon Sect Leader

Chapter 50

After the retreat, the two looked at each other and looked at each other without any words.

Ji Han seems to feel tired, and then leaned back on the bed.

He only had a plain white dress, and he was wearing a white robe that he used to wear. The long hair that was scattered was hanging on the placket, but it was less of a calm and indifferent momentum.

Zhao Jian returned to the original to want to talk to him about the elders of Wen, but he saw that the cold has been slightly stunned, and several times he stopped talking, and finally did not speak.

The quarter cold seems to be tired, and it is not too late to leave these words for a few days.

Zhao Jian returned to think so, and felt that there was nothing to do, and he simply stared at the face of Ji Han.

Ji Han seems to be annoyed by him. He couldn't help but open his eyes and ask him: "Is there a flower on my face?"

Zhao Jian returned very smoothly: "There is no flower on your face."

Ji Han: "What do you stare at me?"

Zhao Jian returned: "You look better than flowers."

After all, he never had so much leisure and elegance, to appreciate a flower, how can he not move his eyes.

He had thought that Ji Han would be angry with his sentence, but Ji Han was just frowning and sighed softly.

Zhao Jian did not understand why he was sighing.

The season calmed down for a moment and asked him: "What do you want to say to your seat?"

Zhao Jiangui was slightly hesitant.

Ji Han did not know what he thought of, and he frowned and said to him: "What do you have, just tell me directly, don't hide in your heart."

Zhao Jian returned: "This is what you teach, I am an outsider, I shouldn't have to talk."

Ji Han nodded: "You said nothing."

Zhao Jiangui: "After you were in a coma that day, Wen elders came with someone."

Ji Handao: "I know this."

"You are unconscious, and the first sentence he asked is whether I have any problems." Zhao Jian squinted. "I always felt very strange. Shouldn't he worry about you first? Then he is just casual. I looked at you and didn't seem to worry at all."

The quarter cold seems to be a sigh of relief: "It turned out to be this."

Zhao Jian asked him: "Is it normal?"

Seasonal cold: "It is normal."

Zhao Jian is very puzzled.

Ji Handao: "Warm elders have never liked me. Many people in the school know it."

Zhao Jian’s heart was slightly shocked: “Will it be him...”

Ji Han shook his head gently: "No, he doesn't like me, but he is not stupid enough to kill me."

The hatchback was silent for a long while, and Zhao Jian said with a sigh of relief: "I can ask... Why does he hate you?"

The more clearly the relationship between the magical religions is, the more beneficial it is to the Haoran League.

However, Zhao Jian still has doubts. Xiao Lin never mentioned this matter to the League, so that he did not know that the elders and the teachers were secretly confused.

As a decent dark line, it is a bit too derelict.

Ji Han has never answered, and Zhao Jiangui has begun to feel that the problem is getting worse.

"There are not a few people in the teachings. You are a decent person. You shouldn't have told you about this." Ji Han sighed softly. "But you are... I think, this. It doesn't matter if you tell me something."

Zhao Jian’s heart was slightly touched.

Ji Handao: "I am not the son of the dear, the former teacher is just my righteous father."

Zhao Jian nodded and said: "I know."

Ji Handao: "There has been rumors on the rivers and lakes. Some people say that he is too guilty to retribute, so there is no blood, but you probably don't know, he always has a biological son."

Zhao Jiangui: "I really don't know about this."

Ji Han: "The righteous father does not want him to go through the swords and bloodshed of the rivers and lakes, he will be raised to ten years old, and he has not been taught to practice martial arts."

Zhao Jian returned: "He was born as the son of the leader. In any case, he could not escape the **** hurricane in the rivers and lakes."

Ji Han: "So he sent him out of the teaching and sent it to the ordinary people... The righteous father would rather have him do his best in his life, and he does not want him to step into the rivers and lakes."

When Zhao Jian returned to the moment, he did not know what to say. He thought about how Master would not be able to teach himself if he didn’t teach himself. He couldn’t think of it. He had to sigh with his mouth: “This is probably the love of parents for their children. ""

"His age is similar to me. This year should be more than twenty years old." The look of Ji Han looks slightly lonely. "He may be a farmer, a trader, or a literati, but he will never be a body." Involuntary rivers and lakes."

Zhao Jian understands: "There are definitely many people who think you have a big bargain."

The magical teaching pays attention to the bloodline. If someone in the church does not like the cold season, it is indeed ordinary.

The cold season licked his lips and said nothing.

Zhao Jian asked: "Are you... always envious of him?"

Ji Han seems to be taken aback: "How can you say that?"

Zhao Jiangui said: "It's just a random guess."

The two men were still quiet for a moment, and the season was cold and said: "Sometimes."

Zhao Jian returned to him quietly.

Ji Han whispered: "In fact, I don't like swords so much."

A sentence is too close to whisper, Zhao Jian almost thought it was his own mistake.

He suddenly felt that the cold was very poor.

......

Zhao Jian said, "Do you like me?"

There is no such thing in this sentence. He thinks that he is probably broken by the word.

The season has been a long time: "You... how are you and the sword?"

Zhao Jian nodded and was very sad: "I understand, I can't match the sword in your heart."

Ji Han: "..."