Chapter 435 Falling Moonlight 35
Chapter 435 Falling Moonlight 35
After hearing this, Le Langa seemed to understand and had some realization.
"So, in this case, is it all the teacher's fault? Isn't that too absolute?"
Chaoge: "Why would a young disciple who is still ignorant of the relationship between men and women turn his affection for his master into love?"
"Just like you said, for a long time, only the master has taken good care of me and taught me every day. If I can't make friends of the same age, then this long-lasting relationship will become even deeper."
"This is, if a special opportunity comes, this feeling will gradually change."
"When a teacher and a student fall in love, it's hard to say who is at fault, but in my opinion, the majority of the responsibility should be on the teacher."
Chaoge looked at the distant sea and sighed softly.
"Taking on a disciple is not as simple as giving her food and drink and passing on a set of skills."
"That was a living person. After she kowtowed and drank the tea in honor of the teacher, the responsibility was placed on her shoulders."
"A teacher cannot have dirty thoughts. This is the teacher's duty. When a disciple develops a love heart, he should first examine himself, and then guide the disciple. Don't let obsessions lead to demons in your heart."
Chaoge turned around and gave Lelanga a soothing smile.
"But if both of them are very sober and rational, understand what they are doing, and can bear the series of troubles that will arise in the future, and if they still love each other, then there will be no problem."
Le Langa looked at the smile on Chaoge's lips and was almost crazy.
She followed Chaoge's words and recalled the decades she had spent with Xinghua.
Was she sober and rational at that time?
Lelanga was like an outsider, looking at his past self with indifference.
The disciples of Xuantian Sect were jealous of her for being able to become Xinghua's disciple. They appeared respectful to her but were actually cold and violent towards her. She was always alone whether she was collecting her monthly allowance or carrying out sect missions.
The most terrifying thing was that she saw a group of disciples chatting enthusiastically from afar, but when she approached, they suddenly fell silent.
Only when she walked away did they make intermittent sounds.
After a series of setbacks, Lelanga felt lost and sad, and had to stay on Wanxing Peak except when necessary.
She also talked about this with Xinghua.
At that time, Xinghua was only willing to say a few words to her when he was staring at her practicing sword. Usually, he was hot and cold towards her.
After hearing Lelanga's account of the sect's disciples' behavior, he simply downplayed it.
"Why don't you just ignore it? You should focus on your cultivation instead of insignificant interpersonal relationships."
Xinghua was the benefactor who saved her and gave her a place to live, and he was also her master who helped her embark on the path of cultivation.
Although Le Langa was a little sad, he listened to Xinghua and stayed on Wanxing Peak for a long time.
Those were decades of near isolation from the world.
The only time she disobeyed her master was when Xinghua's attitude towards her became increasingly gentle, and she mustered up the courage to enter the secret room that she was never allowed to enter.
Since then, everything has changed.
Lelanga felt a chill on his cheeks without him noticing.
She raised her hand in a daze and touched something wet.
"In fact, I don't know what kind of feelings I have towards my master."
Lelanga's gaze fell into nothingness, unable to find a focus, just like her messy heart.
"At first, I should have been grateful, but later, I was able to worship the immortal as my master, and I felt that it would not be too much to repay this kindness with my life."
"But later, he gave me to the Demon Lord as if I were an object."
Tears fell uncontrollably again.
Lelanga suppressed his sadness and calmly analyzed his own mental journey.
"Luckily, Shu Lin once pretended to be a casual cultivator and befriended me. Unfortunately, I don't seem to have any place in Master's heart..."
She stopped sobbing and wiped away her tears with her wide sleeves.
Such behavior was not allowed in the past because it was too vulgar and not elegant enough.
But at this moment, Lelanga just wanted to break everything that was not allowed so that the suffocating soul could come out and breathe.
"Are you lucky?"
Chao Ge said, "Xinghua didn't know that Shulin knew you, but he still traded you out. Didn't he think about what you might encounter in the demon world? Not necessarily, he just didn't care."
"Because you are in his heart and all his possessions."
Chaoge spoke slowly, speaking this cruel truth.
"Since it belongs to him, he has the right to decide everything about you, including life and death."
She looked at Lelanga and said with pity, "You are not a person that he can take seriously."
In many stories, the heroine as a person is weakened.
She is young and beautiful, so she is liked by the male protagonist.
She is kind and delicate, so the second male lead is very protective of her.
It seems that all her shining points are tailor-made according to the preferences of the male characters.
When she loses her temper, she is called coquettish; when she refuses, she is called playing hard to get; when she cries in sadness, she is called pear blossoms in the rain; she wants someone to hold her in her arms and kiss her.
Even the slaps she dodged were scented with fragrance and contained ambiguous flirtation.
She is the hero's favorite perfect doll, a trophy to fight for with his love rival, an excuse to suppress the female supporting characters, and a wish to beautify his ambition to dominate the world.
The only thing she is not is an independent person with a soul.
Because it is not needed.
The heroine, all she needs to do is be pretty, delicate, and obedient, waiting for the man's love to fall upon her, and she can face the jealousy and envy of the supporting actresses and become the well-known, happiest person.
The simple words were like a sharp knife piercing Lelanga's heart.
Hearing this, she almost involuntarily refuted it in her mind.
how come?
How could Master not treat her as a human being?
Lelanga was distraught, but still managed to speak.
"Immortal Lord, you have also seen that Master did not understand his own feelings before, but after he understood, he took me seriously!"
The words coming out of her mouth were incoherent, and all kinds of emotions were surging in her heart, splitting her in half.
Half of it expressed the Master's belated sincerity, and the other half asked her to calm down and think rationally.
The awakening process is painful.
Even though Lelanga had realized that there were some problems before, at this moment, she still subconsciously grabbed a life-saving straw.
"Even if, even if the Master is like what you said, Shu Lin is different!"
Lelanga's eyes lit up instantly, as if she had found a reason not to collapse.
"He is different. He is sincere and treats me as a real person. He is actually very good to me..."
As he spoke, Lelanga's voice gradually became lower under Chaoge's quiet gaze.
She was crying, with a stiff smile on her lips.
"Shu Lin, he is willing to sacrifice his life for me... He really loves me..."
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