From late autumn to early winter, a month passed in a flash.

The change of seasons makes the trees that can not withstand the cold wither, late autumn after ushering in late autumn, late autumn into early winter, under the first frost particles, the yellow leaves on the branches of the trees that struggle to survive are finally falling, its life is over at this moment, the next year the tree will grow new leaves, but the new is always new, and it is no longer reluctant to give up at this moment.

How sad the climate of the outside world is, and Meng Xiaopai in the lonely and dusty spiritual field does not know anything.

It's been more than a month since her soul and body fused, and she hasn't seen her once in the past month, and if it weren't for a few demon spirits by her side, she might have forgotten where this is.

In this more than a month of running-in time, she also discovered the hidden dangers of her body, although the wound on her chest healed, but the Lingtian Neidan in her heart was unable to fuse with her physical body for a long time.

If the heart and soul field are not fused with the physical body, then the cultivation of the body is equivalent to being sealed, and such a cultivation is equivalent to being scrapped directly.

The inability of Nedan to fuse is one of them, and the other is that this body has died after all, because the complete severance of vitality makes the body full of dead energy, and if the dead air is not removed, it will not be able to completely fill the body, and this immortal body is similar to a high-level zombie.

It is said that it is a living person but it is full of dead energy, and it is said that it is a dead person but it moves as freely as a living person.

For a month, she uncontrollably absorbed the vitality in the spiritual field of the lonely and forgotten dust to nourish herself, but after a month of recuperation, her physical body finally remained in a half-dead state.

Now her body is half dead and half alive, and the two divide the body into two and occupy one side, no matter how much she absorbs the vitality in the spiritual field of the lonely and forgotten dust, it has no effect, the two forces are like a bar, no matter how you adjust them, they will not give in to each other.

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The frost particles outside are still dripping, and the fine frost particles have fallen into a thin layer, and the earth has been lightly covered with a layer of frost, and the fog is white and foggy, and the vision is blurred by it.

In the hazy scenery, the black hall hanging high and in the cold wind is even more mysterious.

Such a hall that is not afraid of the cold wind blows, except for the sleeping hall that stands high in the sky of the Demon Bone Cave, there is nothing else.

The preference of lonely dust is indeed special, and this kind of hobby that is urged by the cold wind is really impossible for ordinary people to do.

The cold wind outside the sleeping hall was howling and frost was splashing, but inside the sleeping hall was as warm as a spring breeze and calm waves.

The facilities in the hall are as always, the pillar dragon of the Panlong Hall wants to take off, the surrounding sandalwood wall is lined with black jade ground, the darkness is deep and black and moving, there are more stars and pearls embedded in the ground, and the stars are full of brilliance.

Ziyun Baoluo tent, the demon girl hides in the clouds, the black jade amethyst lamp, the lamps are exquisite, as far as the eye can see, the dust is beyond reach.

Behind the purple cloud tent, in the middle of the demon girl picture, the eight-foot sandalwood bed, and the beautiful man sits in the center.

On the wide sandalwood bed, Gu Wangchen sat cross-legged, and with a move of his mind, he released the Meng Xiao Splash in the spiritual field of his heart.

The Heart Spiritual Field is a special space for monks to store spiritual power, which can not only store spiritual power, but can even store magic weapons, pets and items, as for living creatures, including people.

The moment Meng Xiaopao was released by him from the Heart Soul Field, he directly took it into his arms, this feeling of embracing Meng Xiaopaw he hadn't enjoyed for a long, long time, it was peace of mind and joy.

Meng Xiaopao was still complaining in secret, she secretly scolded Gu Wangchen for being a prisoner, and imprisoned her for more than a month and didn't let her out.

However, when she was complaining, it suddenly became the scene in front of her, and her body was pressed against one side of her chest, a familiar taste, although her heart was instantly indulged in it, but reason made her resist the other party desperately.

How can Meng Xiaopao's push and push not feel it, only blame him for his cultivation being too high, and Meng Xiaopao's hand strength is not enough to tickle him now.

Stretched out her hand to grab Meng Xiaopao's restless little hand, slightly let go of the distance to look at her resistance, now she is very weak, weak like a cute little rabbit when she is angry.

Because of the murderous qi in the body, Meng Xiaopao couldn't fuse the spiritual field and the physical body for the time being, so at the moment she was no different from ordinary people.

She can't see the cultivation of Lonely Forgotten Dust, although she has the soul of the Ascending Spring Realm, but she still can't see through it right now, so she also knows in her heart, Lonely Forgotten Dust is no longer within the scope of what she can provoke at will.

The long silence made each other relatively speechless, I don't know if they really have nothing to say or if the two don't know what to say for a while.

Gu Wangchen quietly grabbed Meng Xiaopao's hands for several minutes, Meng Xiaopao's body didn't feel pain because of the existence of dead air, her perception of pain at the moment was like a zombie's perception of pain, it was an extremely weak existence, it was not a particularly serious injury, she almost didn't feel pain.

Meng Xiaopao's resistance and anger were still faintly on her face, and Gu Wangchen knew that some things should be explained to her.

He gently lowered Meng Xiaopao's hands, but sat in front of her, stroked her brow with both hands before opening his mouth and said:

"I hid too much of the truth from you before, but now that the country is unified, I can tell you whatever you want to know without any scruples, just ask whatever you want, this time I won't hide anything from you."

Lonely Forgetful Dust had already done a good job of asking Meng Xiaopao about his identity, but the truth was not as rosy as he thought, because Meng Xiaopao asked the question he didn't want to hear the most.

Meng Xiaopao's expression was extremely flat, and she didn't even have a little emotion at all, and even her previous anger disappeared, she said like a stranger:

"The country is unified, your dream of being an emperor has come true, what's the point of pursuing it after the past has passed, I just want to ask one question, is Cheng Xuan okay?"

The last thing Gu Wangchen wants to hear is the word Cheng Xuan, Cheng Xuan is still locked in a secret prison after being captured, but although he is locked up, his words penetrate into Gu Wangchen's heart.

Cheng Xuan kept saying that the person Meng Xiaopao loved in his heart was him, and the two of them were lovers in the original world, he held hands, kissed, and even slept.

Every time he heard Cheng Xuan's foul words in the dark prison, Gu Wangchen wanted to kill Cheng Xuan on the spot, but in order to find out whether Cheng Xuan's words were true or false, he couldn't bear to do it for a long time, just to see if Meng Xiaopao was as Cheng Xuan said, in order to save Cheng Xuan, she would commit herself to surrender to herself.

obviously didn't want to be at the mercy of the anger in his heart, but when he saw Meng Xiaopao's calm little face, he couldn't help but want to break this peace.

The anger was uncontrollable, the fire burned all the way from the bottom of his heart to his mind, and the suspicions that haunted his heart day and night were like beasts that broke free from the cage all erupted, and the already suppressed emotions were uncontrollable to make his thoughts anchor.

His possessiveness made him gradually lose his mind, and he pushed Meng Xiaopao down on the bed, looking at his cheeks all the way around, his heart flashed with the intimate picture of Meng Xiaopao and Cheng Xuan.

Those pictures were so filthy, his heart was crushed under those pictures, and the lips that he wanted to kiss only felt very disgusting at this time.

She was filth that had been touched by that man.

One turned over and sat up directly, he didn't look at Meng Xiaopao with both eyes, and said with a slightly cold red lips:

"Your lover is not dead, he is tortured day by day by me in a dark prison, and now he has long lost the appearance of that handsome son, and at this moment he is probably like a half-dead dog."

He didn't know how Cheng Xuan was alone, he just wanted to stimulate Meng Xiaopao, so he was talking too much, but Meng Xiaopao, who had always blindly believed in Lonely Dust, really believed these words.

Anger appeared on her face again, she sat up and glared at Gu Wuchen in front of her, she clenched her fists tightly in her sleeves, and asked angrily while secretly suppressing her inner feelings for Gu Wangchen:

"What do you want? How could you let him go? ”

Lonely Forgetful Dust saw all the anger of Meng Xiaosplash in his eyes, the more angry Meng Xiaosplash was, the more painful his heart became, and he hated Meng Xiaosplash for being his enemy for other men.

He hated Meng Xiaopao for provoking him again since he already had someone in love, and even more hated that he was robbed of his heart by this water-based poplar woman.

He felt uncomfortable and unwilling, he was unwilling to be toyed with like this.

Looking at Meng Xiaopao's slightly expectant eyes in order to save Cheng Xuan, the evil fire in his heart burned more and more, such a shameless woman, he just wanted to humiliate her dignity fiercely.

Under the fire of jealousy, he came out of his mouth with cold ice and sarcasm:

"It's not impossible to save him, as long as you sleep with me for one night, I'll let him go, and then I'll let you two fly away, as long as he can accept you, the filth that I have touched."

After saying that, he got up and got out of bed, his slender fingers opened the Ziyun Baoluo tent, he didn't know why he was leaving, whether he wanted to leave indifferently or because he was in a hurry to escape.

Out of the tent he walked barefoot towards the purple beaded curtain, where there was an octagonal table with his favorite funeral wine, on which he needed to numb himself for now.

On the wide and gorgeous bed, Meng Xiaopao sat quietly on the bed, she didn't know why Gu Wangchen did this to her, the true heart in her chest had already been taken out to Gu Wuchen, what did it matter if the body was given to him again, but since he wanted himself, why did he abandon himself? Could it be that he has always wanted to play with himself, and he has never really liked it......

Meng Xiaopao was shocked by the speculation in her heart, even so, she still didn't want to refuse Gu Wangchen's request, not because of Cheng Xuan, but because she wanted to draw a successful end to the relationship between herself and Gu Wangchen.

Getting up and getting out of bed, she walked through the purple cloud treasure tent, through the purple jade bead curtain, and finally came to the front of Lonely Forgotten Dust, looking at the blood-like wine, she snatched Lonely Forgotten Dust's wine glass and drank it all.

Drinks, empty glasses.

After putting the wine glass back on the table, her eyes sparkled and flowed, and her lips and teeth floated with the aroma of wine, and she said:

"I'll be waiting for you here tonight."

A very simple sentence, but it evokes a different mood.

Meng Xiaopao finally put an end to the feelings in her heart, and the relationship was complete, and her whole person was relaxed.

However, Forgotten Dust is the opposite.

Meng Xiaopao's answer was the answer he didn't want to hear the most, he would rather Meng Xiaopao use other means to save Cheng Xuan than use the method he proposed to save Cheng Xuan, he didn't want Meng Xiaopao to give his body to himself in order to save Cheng Xuan.

A union without affection is not the union he wants.

In the silent sleeping hall, a table separated the two people, although they could reach out to touch each other, but between them was not just a table, the distance between them was getting farther and farther away.

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