(BL)(MTL)Master is dedicated to playing the villain

Chapter 64

Chapter 64

    The deceased has passed away, condolences and changes.

    Vientiane Zongzong Hall.

    Dou Shixiao slumped back to the high chair, looking at the hairpin in his palm, the past scenes flashed into his mind -

    at the funeral of the previous Tianshu, the young Jiang Jin was dressed in a filial piety, with his slender back straight in the huge mourning hall. It seemed lonely and small.

    After the master of ceremonies presided over the ceremony, he immediately took the edict and said to Jiang Jin who was kneeling in front of the spirit, stunned, "Young master, it's time to take the edict."

    But the dark gray pupils of the young man did not move, just looked directly at the spirit. In front of the coffin, he said: "Isn't Grandpa Tianshu? Why is Tianshu dying?"

    This sound broke the silence of the scene.

    The servant behind him hurriedly knelt down and prostrated, "Young Master, Tianshu's succession will not be delayed for a moment." The

    blond boy looked at the scroll handed in front of him, shook his head and said, "I don't want it." After he finished speaking, he turned his head again. Looking at a young man in a green shirt who was kneeling at the guest seat, "Dou Shixiao, didn't you say that my qualifications are very high and that I can enter the Vientiane Sect? Can I be your junior brother?"

    Dou Shixiao raised his head slowly when he heard the words, the boy said. A pair of star eyes shone brightly, showing firmness and sternness, but when looking at Jiang Jin, there was a hint of gentleness.

    He didn't look at him, just stood up, walked in front of Jiang Jin, then knelt down on one knee, and when he looked at Jiang Jin, a youthful figure like a green peak was reflected in the other's gray eyes.

    "The human world can't be without Tianshu." Although his voice was youthful, it was very calm and steady, which was reassuring to listen to.

    "But I can obviously go to the spiritual world." Jiang Jin stretched out his hand and carefully clenched his wrist on his knee. "I can practice with you." The

    arrow sleeve is tight and narrow, and there is not much room to pull it, so the other party just squeezed the white edge of the cuff very slightly, and fell into Dou Shixiao's eyes, slender jade fingers on the neat white edge Swipe up, as if swept in his heart.

    His eyes dimmed slightly, pressed his lips and said: "The mission of Tianshu involves the safety of the human world. If you want to practice, it is the same everywhere."

    Jiang Jin looked over in disappointment.

    The young man was too beautiful, and the sorrowful eyes swept away, I don't know how many sentient beings would be turned upside down.

    Dou Shixiao's pupils trembled.

    At the same time, a clear voice sounded in his ears, with a faint trace of grievance, "But grandpa, and great grandfather, so many ancestors, haven't lived to three hundred years old." When the

    young man said, he looked up the steps. The half-closed coffin said, "Three hundred years old. For you people in the spiritual world, it's nothing but a white horse."

    "Dou Shixiao, my hair was gray at that time, and you were still young, how could I see you?"

    Dou Shixiao frowned slowly, his eyes filled with distress.