That's right, it's the paradox of conflict.

Mu Jianli suddenly realized that what the master said at the beginning was not to let himself love with the thought of forgetting, but what he said was "love with the deepest attitude". In other words, he should not consider anything in the future. He should love with the most sincere heart and truly wholeheartedly.

Just like the sword used to be.

The master just thinks from the perspective of a person who has experienced it, and he thinks that love will eventually be forgotten, rather than making you think about forgetting from the beginning. When you love, you should put aside any utilitarianism and devote yourself to it!

If you can't forget it in the future, then you can't forget it!

So what if I can't ask? Didn't the master love the sword heart break and almost ruin it? At that time, he never thought he would forget it?

Only with sincerity can one be sincere in the sword.

Once a sword is out, we will move forward.

Since the heart belongs to the king, there is no other thought.

His performance is worth it.

Mu Jianli had a great enlightenment, and had been struggling with countless troubles and shackles that had been broken for a while, and he fell into extreme ease.

Luo Qianxue looked at Mu Jianli with amazement, and then the sword energy grew and surging. The illusory sword shadows appeared around her, interlaced and crisscrossed, and finally merged into an ancient sword shape. The sword intent was solemn and restrained, and there was no sharp sharpness anymore.

In the next room, Xiao Ye opened his eyes during his practice: "Huh? Who entered the Tao next to me... Qingqing?"

Zhuo Qingqing: "I'm peeling an apple for you in front of you."

"Ah? Where is that dad?"

"Your dad is entertaining guests."

In another room, Xue Mu had just received Xu Jing from the Litian Sect. Before he could greet him, Xu Jing suddenly stood up in surprise and suspicion: "Who is here to enter the Tao?"

Xue Mu: "There are many women in the family, I don't know who hides Mr. Jiao. It's a bit too much for you to smell this kind of thing across the house..."

Void: "…"

In Luo Qianxue's room, Mu Jianli slowly opened her eyes. The feeling of being a sword man completely disappeared. She was introverted, gentle and peaceful, and returned to nature.

She broke through the barrier of asking, not yet eighteen years old.

The youngest questioner in history in the world was born.

Luo Qianxue watched helplessly and almost burst into tears. She said in her heart that she didn't know whether to say it or not. This guy had a mistake in his practice before and vomited blood. He talked about love casually, but he didn't think that what he was talking about was very insightful. Why did she, Mu Jianli, enter the Tao for no reason?

This is a fuss. Why don’t I think that what I said can be understood? Do you want to be so angry?

No wonder you have no friends! I don’t want to make friends with you anymore. How far is it to die?

But the youngest questioner in history in the world seemed to be difficult to speak at this moment, and whispered like a mosquito: "Sister Qianxue...if...if... if...I like your husband, should I tell him directly?"

"Eh?" Luo Qianxue widened her eyes and completely lost her thinking logic.

Aren't you asking?

No, you just asked me what to do if I like someone, and it refers to my husband?

I have seen someone robbing someone’s husband, but I have never seen someone robbing so openly. It’s too much. Is it amazing to enter the Tao?

"I, I haven't liked people, and I don't know how to express it..." Mu Jianli didn't see that Luo Qianxue was so angry that she was almost thrilled, and still stammered: "I don't think I can't do anything, I only know sword skills... Will I go and discuss swords with him? Will he think I'm bored..."

Luo Qianxue couldn't even get angry. She looked at her with a miracle for a long time, then lay on the table weakly and muttered: "No matter what you say, it doesn't matter. Is it okay to pick up a beautiful woman in the sci-color spectrum? He will laugh so stupid, okay? No matter whether you are talking about swords or something, he will eventually talk about the skills in bed with you."

"I just told him not to misunderstand on the road. If I run to say I like him again, will he think that I have a purpose for backfire?"

"Are you an idiot? Are you still Mu Jianli worried about gains and losses? Please, are you asking or being possessed by evil spirits just now?"

Mu Jianli said seriously: "I am serious, I just want to know how to do it. I regret what I said on the road just now... Sister Qianxue, you are from Xingyue Sect, and you know more about these than me. I sincerely ask for advice."

Luo Qianxue was silent. After a long time, she said, "I really want me to tell you?"

"Um."

Luo Qianxue took a deep breath and exhaled in one breath: "Young master's wife must be our sect leader. We still have thirty-six sisters eyeing you. You're going to get into a fucking spell. Qin Wuye's vixen is fine. You're not ashamed of Mu Jianli, the sword fairy who is so good. If I couldn't beat you, I would like to beat you, you'd still come and ask me!"

Mu Jianli disassembled it for a long time before she understood every last moment of Luo Qianxue, and lowered her head awkwardly and said, "Sorry..."

Luo Qianxue couldn't figure it out and said speechlessly: "Are you serious? What kind of man do you Mu Jianli look for? He shouted in the world, how many young masters are willing to treat you as a god? Are you sick when you come to compete for favor with a bunch of women?"

"Sorry, I forgot to consider other people's feelings." Mu Jianli whispered: "But sister, you misunderstood."

"What did I misunderstand? Did you say it yourself?"

"Our children in the world are dying and dying. At this time, the sword is shining brightly, and the Ming Dynasty is filled with loess. I wish that love will be without regrets and will bloom in full bloom. Who will follow the ordinary man and the woman and compete for favor in the house?"

"..." Luo Qianxue's forehead slammed heavily on the table: "Okay, okay, you are a swordsman, I am a witch and I can't understand..."

Mu Jianli said seriously: "I couldn't understand it either. My master was a master of a generation and a genius of the world, and he was still trapped by love. His sword heart was broken. It's really incomprehensible."

Luo Qianxue raised her head: "Do you understand now?"

"Well... I like someone, and I feel like I'm full of him, and I can't put anything else in it anymore. It's like... it's like I used to face a sword."

"Then..." Luo Qianxue suddenly found the key to the problem: "Do you think the sword is important, or is it important?"

This is indeed the key to the problem, but Mu Jianli seems to have already understood: "This should not be a conflict, just like he and your sect leader are in perfect harmony. How could Sect Master Xue have to distinguish which one is important, he and Hedao?"

"Uh..." Luo Qianxue said nothing and forced herself to say: "What if he wants you to give up the sword?"

"Why did he make me give up the sword? My sword will only kill the enemy for him."

"If, I say if."

Mu Jianli turned his head and thought for a while, and said decisively: "If he really makes me give up, then give up."

Luo Qianxue was as stupid as a wooden chicken.

Don't even want the sword?

Are you really treating love like a sword, moving forward without any other things?

Not to mention Luo Qianxue, a little star-moon demon, even if Xue Qingqiu stands here, he may not be able to explain this extreme Tao. Whether it is for swords or love, he is so decisive that once he pays attention, he will be wholehearted.

It is difficult for ordinary people to be so extreme and decisive, but they ask the weird ones produced by the Sword Sect are possible.

If you put aside everything and have your heart and mind, once you really let it go one day, it will be impossible for you to ripples again.

This is to forget it.

If you can't forget it?

Then I can't forget it!

"Then, since that's the case, aren't you jealous?" Luo Qianxue also began to stutter: "You treat him with all your heart, but he is in the bushes. Wouldn't you be sad?"

A trace of confusion finally flashed through Mu Jianli's eyes.

"Right?" Luo Qianxue said again: "I really like someone. I hope he can treat himself wholeheartedly, right? If I let him care about others, I don't care about it, then I really like it? People who are so generous to our sect leader, and those who don't care about men and women often get jealous of us. I think that is the manifestation of really liking the young master. What is your name?"

"Yes, is that true?" Mu Jianli finally panicked in the face of the mentor's doubts.

"Of course!"

"I...I don't know..." Mu Jianli was stunned, her chin hung weakly on the table, muttering, "How could it be so difficult...it's much more difficult than practicing sword..."

"Forget it." Luo Qianxue also learned from her and hung her chin on the table: "I think, with a head like you, don't think about such complicated things, just be yourself."

"Why do I think you don't understand?"

"I... I have been practicing since I was a child, and I have been with the sect leader since I became a master. I haven't had the chance to go out to hook up with men!"

"I said it earlier, then what master did you do? What if I taught me wrong?"

"Good intentions are not rewarded, you! No, do you know that you are fighting with me for your husband?"

"Aren't you pretending?"

“…oh, it seems to be.”
Chapter completed!