How To Practice Fast Through the White Moonlight: Chapter 456 The most important thing is that the world can\'t keep it, Zhu Yan speaks from the mirror, flowers and trees

   Chapter 456 The most unstoppable in the world, Zhu Yan Cijingjingjinghua Cishu (17)

   He is angry, he is angry at everything, even more angry with monks.

   He felt that this stinky monk was the culprit that made him feel bad, but the other party acted like a bystander who had nothing to do with him, just came to stop and say a few words when he couldn't see it.

When faced with troublesome people to persuade, most people may scold, threaten, or even beat the other party aside, but no one will divert too much attention and anger to an outsider and ignore the main attack target.

   His anger had no purpose, and he felt like a fool who was doing nothing and "entertaining himself".

   There was a mess on the ground. After Yue Ying calmed down, he raised his head and faced Wen Xien's direction.

   Wen Xien was also looking at him, but calmly seemed to be waiting for him to finish his anger.

  Yue Ying didn't move any more, and after seeing Wen Xien facing each other for a while, Wen Xien got up and walked towards Yue Ying.

  Yue Ying was still standing there, listening closely to Wen Xien's every move.

   Wen Xien walked to his side, stopped, and looked at him silently, slender and thick trembling, leaving a faint shadow under the pale and sickly skin.

  Yue Ying was about to ask what the other party was going to do when he heard the sound of clothes rubbing against each other.

  Yue Ying's whole body was immediately tense, like a fighter who was about to fight at any time.

  ──However, that hand patted his back lightly.

   All the accumulated power was instantly drained. He could only froze there, his entire thoughts froze.

   On the other hand, Wen Xien looked the same.

   No anger, no cowardice; no blame, no forgiveness.

   It was just like being washed away quietly by the passing time, and the warmth of the hand penetrating from the back cloth.

  Everything seems to have become silent, so silent that all the feelings become clear, so clear that it is abrupt.

   He doesn't fit in.

   The monk's hand had been put down at some point, but the warmth and touch were imprinted on his skin and could not be dissipated.

   His head was chaotic. It took Yue Ying a long time to break through the space that seemed to be distorted unconsciously. He opened his mouth and said in a hoarse voice, "...Why...?"

   The monk bent down and lifted the fallen stool, sat down, and pulled the corner of Yue Ying's clothes, signaling him to sit too.

  Yue Ying looked complicated and sat down awkwardly.

   Wen Xien put the chopsticks into his hands, pointed to the table full of food, "Eat."

  Yue Ying's expression became a little weird, he patted his chopsticks on the table, and stared at Wen Xien with suspicion and disgust: "What do you mean?"

  Wen Xien patiently repeated: "Eat."

   "Say what you want to say! Don't be so pretentious!" Yue Ying shouted impatiently.

   Wen Xien was a little helpless: "There are still a lot of dishes, which will be wasted."

   "You don't care!"

   "I can't finish it, why do I have to serve so much?"

  Yue Ying raised his eyebrows, then sneered: "I said I like it, if you think it's a waste, you eat it all."

   Wen Xien stared at Yue Ying seriously for a long time with some contradictions, "Poor monks can't eat."

   "Then you're talking nonsense!"

   "But Young Master Yue is angry and needs to be relieved."

   "What am I slowing down."

  Yue Ying paused for a while after speaking, and then suddenly realized:

   "Is it because I want to punish that maid, you are talking to me like this?"

   Wen Xien was stunned for a moment, and then said indifferently, "No."

  Yue Ying listened to the monk's voice calmly and couldn't help sitting up straighter. He asked, "Then why do you suddenly want to convince me."

   The monk paused for a while, looking at the perverse and shady boy in front of him, his cold voice still remained, but it made people feel calm in his life.

   "Master Yue, the poor monk admires you, but the poor monk doesn't have the ability to convince you."

  Yue Ying leaned on the table with a smile, obviously didn't take Wen Xien's words to heart, and asked sarcastically, "You said you admire me, but why can't I see your admiration?"

   "Monks do not slander."

   Yue Ying asked that to avoid Wen Xien's perfunctory, but now Wen Xien's bland answer made Yue Ying extremely uncomfortable, and there was a feeling that what was always thought to be white was actually black.

  ──This monk said something about admiration, but he couldn't say a single point. He seemed to know him very well, and he was close to him.

  Yue Ying knows her behavior and dress, and it is easy for people to understand her family background. In the past, it was not so much that he didn't care. He thought that those who followed him were because of his ability, not because of his family background.

   But what Yue Ying really cares about is Wen Xien.

  Wen Xien is different from others.

  The process of their acquaintance is different, Wen Xien treats him differently, understands him differently, gives him a different feeling, and even himself—a monk—is also different.

   And now, the monk seems to be like some people.

  The old building collapsed and fell in pain, while the new building struggled and reborn in this painful ruin, quickly and stronger.

   Wen Xien may have seen something, frowned slightly, and looked at him seriously, wondering what was wrong with him.

  However, the same distance, I thought it was right in front of me just now, but now it looks like a mirage.

  Yue Ying reluctantly pulled the corner of his lower lip and said, "You really admire me so much, then you will eat all the meat in this plate, and I will let you go after eating."

   lost interest and didn't even bother to laugh.

"What's wrong?"

  Wen Xien frowned at Yue Ying and seemed a little worried.

   "What's the matter. I said that as long as you eat this plate of meat, I will let you go, or you will never appear in front of me, and your eyes won't need your treatment."

   "It's not this, what's wrong with you." Wen Xien could emphasize the word "you".

   "Why are you like a mother-in-law like a woman, I just don't feel good about you!" Yue Ying became impatient.

  Wen Xien looked at him for a while, thought for a long time, and his tone suddenly became cold, "I don't know why you are angry. If you don't want to see the poor monk, then I will just leave. Why make such a fuss."

  Yue Ying raised his eyebrows, "If you want to leave, then you can eat this plate of meat. I won't tell anyone anyway."

   "Young Master Yue, what's wrong with you?"

  Why was he suddenly angry, and why he suddenly became a dead end? Wen Xien didn't know where he touched the sensitive and fragile nerves of this eldest young master.

"nothing."

  Yue Ying pretended to be indifferent and didn't face Wen Xien's direction──he was already a little bit interested.

  Wen Xien stared at Yue Ying for a long time, her brows and eyes were cold and indifferent, "Why do you embarrass me?"

   (end of this chapter)