yes.

Resounding, firm and serious.

The word "spiritual traces" keep lingering in the ears.

He grabbed the hem of his clothes slightly, and his fingertips looked blue and white as he tried his best.

"You can't like me." His voice was awkward and he turned his head to look in another direction.

Chu Zheng: "Why?"

Spirit Trace: "I am the temple priest."

Chu Zheng didn't understand what the connection was: "The temple priest cannot be liked by others?" What kind of weird rule is this?

Lingji shook his head, the temple did not say that the priests could not be liked.

Priests can also be with people they like.

But priests often don't choose a partner.

Because they cannot pay too much attention to their partner. Instead of letting their partner live in cold waiting all day long, it is better not to touch them.

This was what the previous priest told him.

Love is a luxury for the priest.

Lingji said slowly: "If you like me... there will be no good results. I don't know when what happened just now will happen, I..."

Chu Zheng interrupted him: "The result I gave you is the result."

The girl is arrogant and domineering.

The spirit traces kept ripples in his heart.

He murmured, "Why do you like me?"

"Is there any reason?" Because you are my good person card!

The sound of spiritual traces is low and ethereal: "They like me because I am a priest, because of my face, what about you? Why?"

Why do you like him?

How can I know why I like you?

I just think you are mine.

Want to take it for yourself.

[Miss, come and read with me.] Keep smiling at the King.

Chu Zheng's little face was tense: "Because it's you."

Because it's you...

Lingji raised his hand and leaned against him to touch Chu Zheng's head. His fingertips slowly landed on the bridge of her eyebrows and nose.

His fingertips bent slightly: "Do you want to be with me?"

Chu Zheng said without thinking: "You are mine, you can only be with me." No one can besides me.

"I want to be quiet for a while." Lingji withdrew his hand: "Can you go out first?"

Chu Zheng looked at him, stood up silently, took two steps, and turned around and told him: "Treat your injury yourself."

"……Um."

-

"Master, this..."

Jiuqu looked at the messy veil on the ground, feeling a little helpless. What happened?

Lingji sat dejectedly on the ground: "It's okay."

"Master, are you okay?" Jiuqu looked at Lingji worriedly. Why do you feel that the master's condition is not right? Could it be that he was too tired to use light magic before?

Lingji called him: "Nine Qu."

Jiuqu immediately replied: "Master, Jiuqu is here."

Lingji asked him: "What do you think is the most important thing in this world?"

Jiuqu didn't even think about it and said directly: "For Jiuqu, the master is the most important."

“Why?”

"Because Jiuqu's life belongs to the master, the master is the most important person of Jiuqu." If there were no master, there would be Jiuqu today. In his heart, the master will always be ranked first.

Like what he likes, hate what he hates.

Jiuqu asked boldly: "Where is the master? What is the most important thing for the master?"

The master has been a priest for so many years and rarely leaves the temple.

Although the master never said he was unhappy and had no impatient expression on his face, Jiuqu still felt that his master was unhappy.

The temple imprisoned the master.

He felt a sense of loneliness.

"I have no idea."

The veil was slightly raised, and the man's figure became blurred.

A long time later, a sigh rang out in the hall.

-

Chu Zheng got up as usual, put on her clothes, opened the door and went out.

As soon as I looked up, I saw the priest standing outside the door.

The morning mist was surging. He was wearing a moon-white priest's clothes, wearing a jade crown, and his eyes were clean and beautiful, and he quietly looked straight in the direction of the door.

Chu Zheng raised her eyes and met his eyes.

For a moment, Chu Zheng felt that he could see it.

However, if you look closely, you will find that those eyes have no focal length, like beautiful beads embedded in the eye sockets.

"Are you awake?" Lingji said.

"What are you doing at my door?" I wanted to scare her to death in the morning?

"..." Lingji didn't expect Chu Zheng to say this and pursed the corner of her lower lips: "I'll give you food."

Chu Zheng's eyes fell, and he was holding a tray in his hand.

"Isn't it the one who gave it before?" The priest has fallen to deliver breakfast in person?

Lingji said silly: "I want to eat with you."

Chu Zheng's expression did not change much: "Didn't you eat it yourself before?"

"You... don't want to eat with me?" The young and handsome priest showed a hint of disappointment and embarrassment in his expression.

"That's not." Chu Zheng gave way and expressed his confusion honestly: "I just found it strange."

Lingji did not answer this question, so he buried his head in.

The side halls are actually similar.

But after Lingji came in, he felt that this place was a little different, as if because of her here, this hall was much more vivid than other halls.

"The temple has many rules. Although I am a priest and I am the head of the office, there are actually several elders behind me. You... don't go out of the Qingfeng Temple, otherwise the elders' people will see you with me, which may cause some trouble."

The sound of spiritual traces is gentle, as if it is reminded and as if it is worried.

If she was not a dark magician, Lingji would not be worried about these things.

Even if those elders were dissatisfied, they would not object.

But she is a dark magician...

"Did you promise to be with me?" Chu Zheng heard the keywords.

"...Well." The priest lowered his eyes and promised softly: "I...I have never been with others. If I don't do well, tell me I will change it."

"Yes." Chu Zheng nodded.

“…”

Although Chu Zheng didn't care whether Lingji agreed or not, she had long since taken this person to his name.

But he agreed on his own initiative, Chu Zheng must be happy in his heart.

"Then do you think I am a good person now?" Chu Zheng took the opportunity to ask.

Lingji nodded.

Chu Zheng: "..."

I knew it was a little liar.
To be continued...