"Who?" Feng Aotian looked at Mu Hanjin and asked.

"Gong Yixuan." Mu Hanjin replied in a low voice, "The minister suspects that he has something to do with the demon king thousands of years ago. ”

"Demon King?" Feng Aotian's eyes sank, and he was silent.

Mu Hanjin looked at Feng Aotian and saw that she was thoughtful, and asked tentatively, "Your Majesty, have you ever had any entanglements with him?" ”

Feng Aotian came back to his senses, raised his eyes, and looked at him, "If that's the case, then the thousand-year-old Gu poison in Gu Yefeng's place is also related to him?" ”

"Gu Yefeng was poisoned seventeen years ago, at that time, Gong Yisu shouldn't have been a prophet, right?" Mu Hanjin couldn't help asking.

Feng Aotian's eyes dimmed, could it be that she was thinking too much? However, how could he be related to the Demon King? If he was able to break the spell, wouldn't that prove that he was indeed related to the Demon King?

"Your Majesty?" Mu Hanjin called softly.

Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at him, "Besides, is there no other way?" ”

Mu Hanjin's eyes flashed slightly, "You can only start from Nanyu." ”

"Nan Yu will definitely not obediently tell the master the method of opening, but even if he can stop him, if Gong Yisu really knows the method of breaking it, this Nan Guoguo is also in his hands." Feng Aotian said in a deep voice, she had an ominous premonition, there must be something she didn't know, and more importantly, she felt that all this was Gong Yixuan's calculations.

Mu Hanjin hugged Feng Aotian, "Your Majesty, it seems that you need to go to him in person." ”

Feng Aotian's eyes narrowed slightly, "He calculated early in the morning, waiting for the master to find him, but when the master goes, something will definitely happen." ”

Mu Hanjin looked at her, "Then let the minister think about it again and see if he can think of a way to crack it." ”

"Hmm." Feng Aotian nodded, there is still some time now, she must not be at his mercy, in this case, she is not Feng Aotian, but back to the original Li Ying.

"Back then, it was the joint efforts of the king and the holy lord that it was cracked, your majesty, you are now the holy lord, but unfortunately, the minister's current body ......" Mu Hanjin thought, if his cultivation is coupled with the holy lord's, there may be a glimmer of hope.

Feng Aotian looked at his elegant face, which had slightly recovered his complexion, and said with a light smile, "There is always a way." ”

Mu Hanjin replied with a light smile, "Your Majesty, do you really want to stay tonight?" ”

Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows, took advantage of the situation, crossed his chest with his fingertips, and exhaled like an orchid, "Don't you want the master to stay?" ”

Mu Hanjin's handsome and jade-like face revealed a touch of elegance, and he wrapped his hands around her waist, "The minister just thinks that there are still people waiting for you in the palace, and you have been with the minister all day." ”

Feng Aotian raised his hand, pulled up the brocade quilt, covered the two of them, and said in a deep voice, "Close your eyes and sleep." ”

Mu Hanjin just smiled softly, slowly closed his eyes, felt the softness in his arms, his heart was filled with the warmth that faded in the cold pool, under the cold pool, what he wanted all the time was the warmth in her arms, at this moment, he was satisfied.

At dawn the next day, when Feng Aotian woke up, he saw Meteor sneaking in, standing next to the bed, blinking his eyes, staring at her.

"Little ghost, what are you going to do here?" Feng Aotian got up, protected Mu Hanjin in his arms, and asked in a low voice.

Meteor smiled, jumped slightly, and sat on the side of the bed, tilted his head, and looked at her, "Holy Lord, last night, Meteor saw the little white snake wake up. ”

Feng Aotian's eyes flashed slightly, and he looked at him, "You want the little white snake to come out of the golden scroll?" ”

"Hmm." Meteor looked at her pitifully, "It's been a long time since Meteor has spoken to Little White Snake. ”

The corners of Feng Aotian's mouth twitched, "Aren't you often looking for it to talk?" ”

"Hey, that's all Meteor talking to himself." Meteor sighed faintly.

"You don't always like to talk to yourself." Feng Aotian said disappreciatively, "If it comes out now, it will definitely damage its vitality, and even on the day when the golden scroll is opened, it will be difficult for it to regain its human form." ”

"Shall the Holy Saint go and see it?" Meteor knows that there is no hope, so he can only change the subject.

Feng Aotian chuckled, "Master will go later." ”

"Okay." Meteor hurriedly jumped out of bed and left the room with a puff of smoke.

Mu Hanjin leaned on Feng Aotian's arms, raised his eyes, and looked at her, "Your Majesty, since the little white snake has woken up, then you can ask it about the Gu poison that happened thousands of years ago, and if there is a way to completely break the spell." ”

Feng Aotian nodded slightly, "Ye Zheng has this intention." ”

She immediately got out of bed, helped Mu Hanjin down, and after the two washed and dressed, they had breakfast.

Meteor also came over to join in the fun, after the divine dog learned that Mu Hanjin was safe, he went to the side of the holy spring pool and left the meteor aside, no wonder Meteor would say this early in the morning, the implication is that no one accompanies him.

Feng Aotian helped Mu Hanjin, slowly walked to the main hall, and when she walked to the front of the god platform, she saw the golden scroll glowing with a beam of golden light, she raised her hand, brushed the golden scroll with her palm, and saw the little white snake in the golden scroll slowly opened her eyes.

Meteor's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly stepped forward, "Little White Snake, can you hear me?" ”

Inside the golden scroll, the little white snake gradually opened its snake eyes, and when it saw Feng Aotian, it happily spit out the letter.

Feng Aotian looked sideways and looked at the meteor, "It still has some strength now." ”

"Hmm." Meteor nodded, and continued, "It has something to say to the Holy Lord. ”

"Hmm." Feng Aotian looked at the little white snake, "Lord has something to ask you." ”

The little white snake shook its tail, and the meteor rolled its eyes and looked at Feng Aotian, "The little white snake said, there is only one person in the world who can solve the thousand-year-old Gu poison. ”

"Who?" Feng Aotian seemed to have a sense of foreboding.

"What?" Meteor looked at the little white snake and couldn't help but be surprised, "How can it be Gong Yixuan?" ”

Feng Aotian seemed to have expected it, and then looked at the little white snake, "Gong Yixuan is related to the Demon King?" ”

The little white snake looked at Feng Aotian and nodded at the snake's head, and the meteor replied, "Yes." ”

"In addition to the spell that Nan can remove, is there any other way to do it?" Feng Aotian then asked.

Meteor stared at the little white snake and said, "There is another way, that is to find the place to open the spell, with the blood of the three major clans, that is, the blood of the Holy Lord, the blood of the Wind Clan Lord, the blood of the Spirit Clan, plus the blood of the meteor, as well as the blood of the Divine Dog, the blood of the Little White Snake, and the most important thing is the blood of Gong Yisuo related to the Demon King, before the spell is opened, the blood can be poured into it, and the spell can be temporarily broken." ”

"In the end, do you still want to let the master go to find Gong Yisu?" Feng Aotian's eyes froze, and he was silent.

Meteor rolled his eyes and looked at Feng Aotian, "Little White Snake said, this is all the secret art of the Demon Clan, and it must be someone who is related to the Demon King." ”

Feng Aotian snorted coldly, and then took Mu Hanjin's hand, "Meteor, you accompany the little white snake to chat, but you can't talk for too long." ”

"Okay." Meteor replied with a smile, then turned his head and looked at the little white snake.

And the little white snake stared at Feng Aotian's figure leaving unsmoothly.

Feng Aotian held Mu Hanjin's hand and walked slowly to the house, this southern return to China can be slowed down, but the Gu poison in Gu Yefeng's place cannot be delayed.

Mu Hanjin knew the concerns in Feng Aotian's heart, but now, there was no better way.

Feng Aotian pondered for a moment, and finally made a decision.

"Your Majesty, this matter can be postponed for a while." Mu Hanjin looked at her, "Ye Feng's body can last some more time." ”

Feng Aotian rolled his eyes, looked at him, and said with a light smile, "It's okay, the master has his own arrangements." ”

Mu Hanjin looked at her like this, she was distressed, and took her into her arms, hating that she couldn't help her with anything.

Feng Aotian leaned quietly into his arms and said in a low voice, "What should be faced is to be faced after all, and evasion will not solve any problems." ”

Mu Hanjin nodded, "Hmm." ”

In the past two days, Feng Aotian has been accompanying Mu Hanjin, and the two have not had too close actions, firstly, to take care of Mu Hanjin's body, and secondly, she has been really inconvenient these days.

Now, it is time for the fourth death, the so-called fourth death, is to take the nine most poisonous poisons in this world, these nine poisons in the world are the poisons that resist the poison of love curses, and survive the nine days, and before being poisoned, that is the fourth death.

Mu Hanjin didn't want her to see her take the poison by herself, and he didn't want her to be distracted, so he urged her to leave the Wind Clan early in the morning.

Feng Aotian knew in his heart that the nine most poisonous poisons in the world, as long as they were blind, could kill Huangquan, and he had to bear nine kinds, which ordinary people could not bear, but he didn't want her to watch, even if she left, his heart would be concerned.

She counted the days, in two more days, no accident, Gu Yefeng would arrive in Cai Country smoothly, and she would also set off for Wuyue Country.

Mu Hanjin stood at the exit of the Wind Clan, looking at Feng Aotian with a shallow smile, and turned to leave, his elegant face was full of reluctance.

Meteor and Divine Dog followed Feng Aotian out of the Wind Clan, and then returned to the palace, and when they stepped into the emperor's bedroom, they saw that Lan Jingshu was already waiting for her.

Feng Aotian raised his eyes, seeing that he was always standing quietly waiting for her, her heart became soft, she was thinking, he had now entered the medicine house and started to take poison.

Lan Jingshu could see that Feng Aotian was a little uneasy, he just stepped forward slowly, gently took her into his arms, and said softly, "Your Majesty, Han Jin will be fine." ”

Feng Aotian leaned on his arms, hugged his waist, hugged him tightly, and did not say a word.

At this time, Mu Hanjin was sitting in the medicine house, Qingfeng put the nine poisons in front of him, and stood aside with his eyes down, obviously not wanting to see what would happen later.

Mu Hanjin's face was indifferent, he raised his hand, opened the nine porcelain bottles of different shapes in front of him, picked up the first one, slowly put it in front of him, took a deep breath, raised his head, and took it down, the poison slid down his throat, and he felt a piercing pain, as if there were thousands of insects pouring into his body, devouring his own body, he endured the pain of fainting, and spit out a mouthful of blood.

Qingfeng's face was shocked, and he hurriedly stepped forward and looked at the black blood spit out on the ground, "Clan Master......"

Mu Hanjin just waved his hand slightly, signaling him to retreat, Qingfeng hesitated for a moment, but still endured his sadness and stepped aside.

Mu Hanjin's fingertips were trembling, he slowly picked up the second porcelain bottle, put it to his mouth, covered his chest with one hand, held the porcelain bottle tightly with the other, and slowly poured the poison into his mouth.

This was followed by the third bottle, the fourth bottle...... Until the fifth bottle, each of them will make people feel painful, as if they have died once, and Mu Hanjin has taken all nine of them, and now he has bruises on his face, blood and tears flowing from the corners of his eyes, his eyes are scarlet, his fingertips are even black, and he is covered with red rashes, but he still holds on for a breath, and when he is about to suffocate and faint several times, he survives.

A cold wind blew, but he fell into a warm embrace, he opened his eyes, but he could no longer see clearly, his mind was even more trance, and he could only vaguely see the magnificent face.

Feng Aotian was really not at ease with Mu Hanjin, she still couldn't hold back, and went and returned.

As soon as he took the first bottle of poison, she hid in the shadows and watched, witnessing how he took vials of poison, how he held on, how he vomited blood, but she survived again and again.

Feng Aotian hurriedly sat cross-legged, his palms condensed his internal force, pressed against his chest, raised his eyes to look at him, and said coldly, "Support the master." ”

Mu Hanjin opened his eyes, the blood flow in the corners of his eyes turned dark black, he felt a strong internal force against his chest, all over his limbs, he had a trace of strength, and gradually regained his senses, with this strength, he slowly closed his eyes, and his hands naturally placed on his knees, guarding the dantian and improving his luck.

Time passed slowly, so, after another half a day, Feng Aotian felt that his breath was slowly recovering, and he immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and then closed his palm, these days, someone must come to heal his injuries.

She got up slowly, looking at Mu Hanjin, who was sitting cross-legged and gradually lucky, the blood flow in the corners of her eyes had dried up and coagulated, there were black blood stains hanging on the corners of her mouth, and the poisonous blood spit out on the ground.

She took a deep look at Mu Hanjin, then turned around and left the Wind Clan.

When he returned to the palace, he saw Xing Wuyun lying on the soft couch, and saw her walking in with a calm face from a distance.

"Your Majesty, what's the matter?" Xing Wuyun didn't get up from the soft couch, but looked at her with a casual smile on the corner of his mouth.

Feng Ao Tianjing sat beside him, his body was still mixed with the smell of blood mixed with poison, Xing Wuyun also smelled it, and quickly got up, lowered his head, and looked at her, "Something happened to Mu Hanjin?" ”

"I can't die." Feng Aotian said in a low voice.

Xing Wuyun could hear that she was in a bad mood, thinking that in this world, the person who could touch her heart could make her show a little different emotion, and I was afraid that it was only Mu Hanjin.

He was jealous of Mu Hanjin, and he always felt that his weight in Feng Aotian's heart was not as important as his.

Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at him, "Your internal strength has recovered now?" ”

"Seven-seven-eight-eight." Xing Wuyun said softly.

Feng Aotian nodded slightly, "No wind...... When will it arrive at the earliest? ”

"How could the emperor think of him?" Xing Wuyun listened to Feng Aotian's tone, and he was afraid that he understood a little.

Feng Aotian said in a low voice, "Master is going to Wuyue Country the day after tomorrow, these nine days are a difficult time for Han Jin, and Master has to find someone to accompany him." ”

"Isn't there anyone in the WindClan available?" Xing Wuyun asked dissatisfied.

"Who made you not understand medicine." Feng Aotian raised his eyes, looked at him and said coldly.

"Then the minister will go and learn." Xing Wuyun said casually, "If he is in the Innocent Sect, it will take five days at the earliest, but he left the Innocent Sect five days ago. ”

"Huh?" Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at him, "Why did he come out?" ”

"I'm going to ask you." Xing Wuyun squinted, looked at Feng Aotian and said.

Feng Aotian heard the meaning of Xing Wuyun's words, "If that's the case, he's here today?" ”

"It's already here." Xing Wuyun said coldly, "Now in the side courtyard." ”

Feng Ao got up and was about to walk outside the hall.

Xing Wuyun raised his hand and tugged at her sleeve, "The emperor is so anxious to see him?" ”

"Well, Master is going to take him to the Wind Clan." Feng Aotian looked sideways at him, "Or, you go with your master?" ”

Xing Wuyun tugged hard again, Feng Aotian fell into his arms, he turned over and kissed her on the lips, "The emperor doesn't plan to eat his ministers." ”

Feng Aotian knew what he was thinking about, but in the past few days, she didn't have a mind, after all, the things in front of her were one after another.

Xing Wuyun saw her thoughts, then sat up, got off the soft couch, and walked out.

Feng Aotian hurriedly stepped forward and held his hand, "Angry?" ”

"The emperor has been with Mu Hanjin every night these days, hasn't he done something else?" Xing Wuyun let her hold her hand and walked out step by step.

Feng Aotian clenched his hand, "It turns out that you care about this." ”

"Hmm." Xing Wuyun nodded and said, "It's unbearable, it's a great torture for the minister." ”

Feng Aotian smiled, then took his hand and walked towards the side courtyard.

Xing Wuyun looked sideways, looking at her gloomy face, he finally had a hint of a smile, and the corners of his mouth hooked slightly, in fact, all he wanted was to make her happy.

When the two of them walked to the side courtyard, they saw that the snow-white figure was drying medicine unhurriedly, and the meteor was looking at him with a smile, very happy.

Xing Wuyun lay down on the recliner by himself, while Feng Aotian stood beside him, "Why did you come back suddenly?" ”

Wufeng didn't look at her, but stroked the herbs, and said indifferently, "I'm just here to get my own wine, if you don't want to see me, I'll leave later." ”

"Duplicity." Xing Wuyun snorted coldly on the side and said.

Feng Aotian laughed lightly, and then said, "Since you're here, let's stay a few more days." ”

Wufeng smiled indifferently, "Don't you want to see me?" ”

Feng Aotian rolled his eyes, glanced at Xing Wuyun, and coughed dryly, "Master has something to ask you for help." ”

"You are the emperor of the dignified Fengqi Kingdom, why are you so polite to me?" Wufeng said coolly.

Feng Aotian knew that he was still unhappy about letting him leave last time, she sighed faintly, and without saying a word, she held his wrist, "Go to a place with Ye." ”

Wufeng shook off her hand, "Don't go." ”

Feng Aotian raised his eyes and met his indifferent eyes, only to find that he seemed to be a lot haggard in the past few days, and she immediately took his pulse, "You are actually drunk?" ”

"This matter has nothing to do with you." Wufeng waved his hand, then turned around and walked inside.

Feng Aotian followed in a few steps, and when she entered, he shook the door of the room, and saw Wufeng with his back to her, sorting out his own things.

Feng Aotian took a step forward and stood beside him, "Are you annoying the master?" ”

"What do I have to do with you, what do I annoy you about?" Wufeng sneered, "These are the ones I didn't take last time, so I'll take them with me today." ”

Feng Aotian knew that it would be thankless to talk nonsense with him again, and the most effective solution was to go directly, she took a step forward, raised her hand, and grabbed his acupoint, took him into her arms, kicked the door open, took him on tiptoe, and flew out of the side courtyard.

Xing Wuyun was still lying on the recliner, watching the figure leave, and then looking at Meteor staring at the wild fruit wine that had just been dug up, he snorted coldly, "It's not out of luck." ”

Meteor Zhilu said that Xing Wuyun was angry now, and tilted his head slightly, "If you are uncomfortable, follow along." ”

"What if I go, I don't know how to heal." Xing Wuyun gritted his teeth secretly, he knew that this was the case, in the first place, he should not have disobeyed the old man and obediently went to learn medical skills.

"But you have internal strength." Meteor looked at Xing Wuyun and said, "Now, Mu Hanjin has taken the Nine Kinds of Heavenly Poison, and if he wants to survive the nine days, he not only needs the medical skills of Wufeng, but also your internal strength to help." ”

"Wufeng's martial arts are not bad for me at all." Xing Wuyun continued, "Even if I go, it's just a drag, and my internal strength has only recovered eighty or ninety percent, and I still have to guard this palace." ”

"That's too." Meteor whispered, hugging the jar of wine, salivating.

Wufeng knew that Feng Aotian just used the most ordinary acupoint technique to point his acupoint, and now, he was easily unraveled, he leaned on Feng Aotian's arms, raised his eyes, and looked at her, "Do you think that in this way, I can help you?" ”

Feng Aotian lowered his eyes and looked at him, "Okay, don't be petty." ”

Wufeng shook with internal force, left the shackles of Feng Aotian, backhanded, and took her into his arms, the bodies of the two were suspended in mid-air, he lowered his head, and kissed her lips, biting gently, and holding her arm harder and harder.

Feng Aotian opened her eyes wide, staring at Wufeng, seeing him panting lowly, his body exuding not the usual indifference, but filled with an eerie coldness, she naturally knew that Wufeng's temper, it seems that he will definitely not give up when he comes back this time.

Wufeng felt relieved, so he slowly left her lips, hugged her tightly, and whispered, "Where are you going?" ”

Feng Aotian raised his eyes and stared at him for a long time, "Could it be that you are looking at the master?" ”

Wufeng looked at her sideways, and returned to his previous indifference, "What do you say?" ”

Feng Aotian listened to his tone, nine times out of ten it was true, she sighed faintly, "Ye knows that Dao Ye is very charming, but Ye Ye doesn't want everyone." ”

The corners of Wufeng's mouth hooked up an evil smile, and he stared at Feng Aotian for a long time, "It's either a friend or an enemy, you choose one." ”

Feng Aotian listened to the meaning of his words and asked tentatively, "What if it's an enemy?" ”

Wufeng smiled indifferently again, "That's the fish dead and the net is broken." ”

Feng Aotian nodded slightly, did not answer, but took him to the Wind Clan, after the two entered the Wind Clan, Wufeng looked at the scene in front of him, without half a bit of surprise, still calm.

Feng Aotian looked sideways at him, thinking about how many people in this world could be as unfazed as him? This man's mind is very deep.

Wufeng followed Feng Aotian to the medicine house, and when he saw the person sitting in the medicine house, he already understood, "You want me to save him?" ”

"He has taken nine kinds of poisons in the world, and he will have to survive for nine days." Feng Aotian briefly explained the purpose of letting him come here.

Wufeng nodded slightly, "Then you have to tell me the answer you want to know." ”

Feng Aotian looked at him, "Are you trying to blackmail you?" ”

"If that's what you think, then you are." Wufeng was dressed in white like snow, and there was an unnoticed glow between his eyebrows.

Feng Aotian took a step forward and grabbed his waist, his phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and he smiled lightly, "Don't you regret it?" ”

"I don't regret it." Wufeng lowered his eyes, met her eyes, and still smiled lightly.

Feng Aotian nodded slightly, "Master promised you." ”

Wufeng lowered his head and kissed her lips again, but he pecked lightly, he took her into his arms, in this life, he never forced anything, just let him be willful this time.

Feng Aotian could feel the joy emanating from Wufeng, she raised her eyes to look at Wufeng, she was stunned for a moment, she obviously asked him to leave, but he had to walk in.

Wufeng let go of her, held her hand, and walked into the medicine house, and as soon as he walked in, he saw Mu Hanjin leaning over violently, spitting black blood from his mouth.

Feng Aotian hurriedly stepped forward, helped him up, and hugged him distressedly.

Wufeng turned sideways, looked at the medicine box on the side of the medicine house, then took it, half-squatted beside Mu Hanjin, took out the silver needle, and looked at Feng Aotian, "Just hand him over to me." ”

Feng Aotian watched him indifferently administer needles to Mu Hanjin, his face was not sad or happy, as if the excitement of holding her was not emanating from him, the more calm the person, the more the city government was extremely deep.

Her eyes sank, such a person was better to be her person, if she became an enemy, I am afraid it would be difficult to deal with.

After the windless needle was applied, he immediately pulled out the silver needle, and saw that the silver needle had turned black, he raised his eyes and glanced at Feng Aotian, "You have consumed too much internal force today, just stay aside." ”

Feng Aotian looked at him, "Okay." ”

Wufeng sat cross-legged, and there was an extra silver needle in his hand, which was pierced on Mu Hanjin's acupuncture points, with his palms against his shoulders, closing his eyes, and doing his work.

Mu Hanjin closed his eyes tightly, beads of sweat on his forehead, Feng Aotian took out a silk handkerchief, wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, and then walked to the side, looked down, and saw the silk handkerchief exposed on his waist, which was the one she used to bandage his wound last time, she raised her eyes and looked at his indifferent face, because of luck, her forehead was also covered with thin sweat.

She raised her hand and wiped the beads of sweat on his forehead for him, how could such a person be concerned about her?

After about an hour, Wufeng slowly withdrew his palm, quickly pulled out the two silver needles that were tied to Mu Hanjin's body, and then picked them up with a white cloth and put them on one side.

He turned his eyes and looked at Feng Aotian, "He should be able to survive tonight." ”

Feng Aotian nodded, then helped him up, seeing that he was a little weak, "It must be caused by your alcoholism in the past few days." ”

"If I could get drunk, I wouldn't be here." Wufeng spoke lightly, let her help him, and slowly walked out of the medicine house.

Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at the breeze, "Go and prepare a guest room." ”

"Yes." Qingfeng responded, and when he saw Wufeng healing the clan master, he was really grateful in his heart, and hurriedly responded, and turned around to prepare.

Wufeng looked sideways and looked at Feng Aotian, "Leave this place to me, if you have something to do, go and get busy, senior brother is afraid that he is angry now." ”

Feng Aotian helped him walk forward, "Master help you go back to the room to rest, and after dinner, Master will go again." ”

"Okay." Wufeng didn't mind if she had him in her heart, he was so forced to stay by her side, just wanted to give himself an explanation, since he left that day, what appeared in his mind every day was her figure, lingering, he didn't understand, he was just staying by her side for a month, why, like staying for a lifetime? He has always been sensible, but whenever he thinks of her, he feels uncomfortable, this is an indescribable thought, he wants to use wine to anesthetize himself, force himself not to think about her, wine into the bowels, but it is an inexhaustible sorrow, let him sober more and more, more and more miss the feeling when he was by her side, he then realized that his heart had long been left there, no matter how he tried to struggle, it was useless, since he could not take it back, then return to her side, guard her, whether she wanted to or not.

Feng Aotian helped him into the guest room, Qingfeng had already ordered someone to prepare dinner, brought it over, she helped him sit down, filled the soup and put it in front of him, "Why do you want to make yourself so haggard?" ”

Wufeng just smiled indifferently, picked up the spoon, and drank the soup quietly.

Feng Aotian knew that it was useless to say more, so she immediately took the vegetables and put them in his bowl, and the two of them used their meals quietly.

Xing Wuyun was still lying on the recliner, raising his eyes to look at the starry sky, thoughtful.

Meteor stayed on the side, watching him sit like this since the Holy Lord left, and now, he was indeed a little hungry, so he couldn't help but ask, "Aren't you hungry?" ”

"Are you hungry?" Xing Wuyun came back to his senses, looked at the meteor and asked.

"Well, it seems that the Holy Lord has been accompanied by a beautiful woman, so don't wait here anymore." Meteor said reassuringly, then got up, "Let's go eat." ”

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