The two people's hands were clasped together wetly, and Leng Mushi's heart was trembling and she was at a loss.
Although the two people's clasped hands were covered by the sleeves of their robes, no one else at the table could see them as long as they didn't move.
But who can tell her why such a scene of having an affair with the hero in front of the heroine would happen to her? !
Leng Mushi's heart was devastated, but she had to pretend nothing had happened. Xiao Mian didn't know what evil spirit came over him, but he not only held her hand tightly, but also gently stroked her fingertips with his thumb, trying to interlock their fingers!
Oh my god!
Leng Mushi couldn't struggle free, nor could she move too much to attract attention, so she had to hold her fingers tightly together as a last line of defense, at least not interlocking her fingers with Xiao Mian.
Xiao Mian held Leng Mushi's left hand with his right hand, so naturally he had no hands to eat. Everyone at the table was eating, but he was the only one sitting there. While Leng Mushi was eating with big mouthfuls of food, cold sweat was dripping down his forehead into the bowl.
"Senior brother, why don't you eat?" Leng Tianyin asked in confusion.
She hadn't seen him for a while, and it was very good to recuperate in this fairy mountain. Whether it was the panic of her family being wiped out, or the fatigue caused by the bumps and the new environment, all of them were soothed by this good place where even a breath could soak her heart.
She became more and more beautiful and graceful, and her tone of voice was gentle and pleasant. She was truly a beauty of jade, with the kind of fragile beauty that made people want to hold her in their hands, which was more in line with the otherworldly aura of a female cultivator from the immortal sect.
In comparison, Leng Mushi's face, after taking the Rejuvenating Pill, looked clear and beautiful, with a hint of humanity. When she smiled, her eyebrows were curved, like some cunning little animal, honest and cute.
After Leng Tianyin finished asking, everyone at the table paused. There was a plate of spiritual grain rice in front of Xiao Mian, but he didn't move at all. It was indeed a bit strange.
Leng Mushi tried to take this opportunity to break free, but Xiao Mian was still very persistent. She even used her fingertips to dig into Xiao Mian's fingers, but he was like a stubborn turtle who refused to let go, which made Leng Mushi so angry that she felt a blockage in her heart.
However, compared to Leng Mushi who was about to stuff her head into the bowl, Xiao Mian was very calm in the face of everyone's puzzled looks.
He has always been like this. Even when he was holding the girl's hand under the table and it was inconvenient for him to eat, he could still make up a story with a calm face.
He said, "I have no appetite. It's probably because the internal injuries I suffered a few days ago have not healed yet. Today, I overused my spiritual energy in the formation, causing my injured meridians to be on the verge of tearing again. It's okay. I'll go back and meditate later. You guys eat first."
Everyone knew that he was injured by the barrier of Cangshengyuan a month ago, but Xiao Mian never told anyone that it was because of his visit to Leng Mushi. He only said that he accidentally touched the barrier of Cangshengyuan, causing the barrier's restrictions to rebound.
But as everyone knows, Xiao Mian is now at the Star Heavy Extreme Realm. How could the restrictions on the formation hurt him so badly? Several of his meridians were directly torn apart, and he was carried back by his fellow disciples with blood spitting out of his mouth. Even the fifth elder Tianxuzi was alarmed.
The Cangsheng Courtyard has always been a special existence in the sect, but even though the second elder is a strange person, it is not that no one has touched the barrier of the Cangsheng Courtyard before, and such a thing has never happened. It is impossible that Xiao Mian's injury was not intentional by a powerful person.
If he hadn't insisted that he was careless, Tianxuzi would have even had the courage to stand up for his young disciple.
Everyone had different expressions when they heard this. Yi Tu and Xing Zhou immediately expressed their willingness to go back and help Xiao Mian repair his meridians.
Leng Tianyin also said: "Although my spiritual power is low now, I can help the three brothers to protect the law."
Xiao Mian nodded calmly and said, "You guys eat first, there's no rush."
As he said this, he pinched Leng Mushi's fingers, which had been trying to get rid of him, under the cover of his robe sleeve.
Leng Mushi choked suddenly, but was so frustrated that she didn't even dare to cough, for fear that she would be discovered if she moved too much.
She is the vicious female supporting role, destroying the existence of the male and female protagonists. Logically, she should raise her hand now and show off to Leng Tianyin, so as to lead to a fatal misunderstanding between her and the male protagonist. But now she is as wilted as a young seedling bitten by frost. She dares not say a word, and her heart is weaker than the kidneys of a sixty or seventy-year-old man.
Xiao Mian didn't like her, so it didn't matter how exaggerated her performance was. But now she knew the plot was twisted and Xiao Mian really liked her. She just wanted to escape from the spot. If she continued to show off, how could she explain things to Xiao Mian afterwards
In the plot, no matter how she expressed her feelings, Xiao Mian always regarded her as a vicious woman with evil intentions, and he only felt disgust towards her. Leng Tianyin was the fairy with cool breeze and cold moon in the world, and the jade porcelain woman in his heart.
Under that premise, no matter how she dances, the plot will not change.
Because of this, she had been willing to take advantage of him, cheat him, and seek repayment for a favor, all just to record a different reaction from Hua Yanyue, whose cultivation was more advanced than hers and whose physique was almost insensitive to the effects of the elixir.
After all, her cultivation was too low, and the big reaction after taking a little bit of the pill could not be counted as a drug reaction sometimes, because these pills were eventually to be used on disciples with decent cultivation, not on waste spiritual roots like her.
Besides, Hua Yanyue assured her that it really would not kill anyone. She had harmed the elders one by one back then, but not only did she not kill anyone, she also turned them into the powerful and famous people they are today.
At that time, Hua Yanyue's hands were not as accurate as they are now. Now, the pills she makes are almost perfect, so how could they harm people's lives
That's why Leng Mushi dared to coax Xiao Mian to be her medicine man.
But Xiao Mian didn't know which medicine he took wrongly, which affected his brain. He actually fell in love with her, the vicious female supporting role who tortured him by forcing her to do him a favor. Leng Mushi didn't know how the plot would go on...
Leng Mushi had no taste for the meal as it tasted like wax. Xiao Mian grabbed and rubbed her fingers, and her entire left arm was numb, with redness from her fingertips to her ears.
When this long ordeal finally came to an end, Xiao Mian finally let her go. Leng Mushi stood up and didn't even bother to be polite. She hastily said hello to everyone and ran away.
To her now, the Five Grains Palace was like a demon cave, and Xiao Mian was the demon that made her feel uneasy and helpless.
Leng Tianyin didn't get to say a few words to Leng Mushi. She wanted to chase her. She wanted to tell her that she was doing well in the sect and had worked hard to practice the skills. She wanted to tell her that if next time... the next time they were in danger again, she would not just stare blankly and foolishly hold them back.
But Leng Tianyin also knew that Leng Mushi didn't want to say a word to her if possible.
All that stood between them were nearly insurmountable mountains and seas.
But she still took the step forward, because in this world, apart from Leng Mushi, who was related to her by blood, she really didn't know who to say what to.
But before Leng Tianyin could chase after him, someone quickly followed behind Leng Mushi.
"You guys go back and rest first. I just happened to have something to ask Senior Brother Xuanzhu from the Second Elders' Council. I'll ask Nianci where he is."
Xiao Mian thought about this reason throughout the entire meal. It was reasonable and logical. He even vaguely blamed his injury some time ago on his elusive Senior Brother Xuanzhu in the Second Elders' Council.
Xiao Mian refused to say who hurt him, but apart from the second elder, if it was Xuan Zhu, who was always unruly and eccentric, then it would make sense. After all, Xuan Zhu's cultivation was only slightly lower than that of the elders in the sect, and he was always a weird person. It seemed reasonable that he had a conflict with Xiao Mian and hurt him.
Therefore, everyone knew better and did not chase after him, including Leng Tianyin.
In this case, the one who suffers is Leng Mushi.
She was running towards the test formation in front of the Jisheng Hall. This was one of her purposes for leaving Cangsheng Courtyard today, but now, she regretted it!
Leng Mushi regretted it so much that her intestines turned green. She thought that she would be done with it if she ran away, but who knew that Xiao Mian, this damn stubborn guy, would actually chase her out so openly and chase her so closely!
Leng Mushi felt as if her butt was going to be bitten by a dog at any moment, and she didn't care about anything else. She slid as fast as if her feet were greased, passing through various stone steps, bushes, winding decorations, and even formation obstacles at tricky angles, as light as a butterfly flying in a flower field.
Xiao Mian was unable to catch up with her for a while, and a look of shock appeared in his eyes.
This escape technique... In the Taichu Sect, even the high-level Xingzhong disciples might not be able to achieve it. Xiao Mian chased her with all his might, but he could only see her silhouette, but couldn't even catch a corner of her clothes.
It can be seen that the Second Elder did not teach her nothing except elixirs.
He watched Leng Mushi dive into one of the formations like a phantom in front of him. Xiao Mian participated in most of these formations. He hesitated for a moment and looked up at the runes on the formation - this was the Heart-Searching Formation.
To test whether the disciple's heart is firm, Xiao Mian held his breath and pursed his lips. After a moment, he clenched his right hand, and his fingertips seemed to still feel the touch of Leng Mushi's warm palm, which was not soft and even had some callouses.
He heaved a sigh of relief, as if he had made up his mind, and then followed in.
Leng Mushi had no idea what these formations were for. She rushed in like a deer being chased by a hunter, and was shocked to find that she seemed to have gone back in time to the past.
She stood in the familiar courtyard, looking at the gentle woman walking towards her from the corridor not far in front of her. She felt as if her soul had been taken away from her, and she was so stupid that she couldn't move at all.
It’s mother.
Leng Mushi was pinched by an invisible big hand out of thin air. She raised her hands, and her hands and feet became smaller and smaller, finally freezing into the appearance of a child of a few years old.
Her mother smiled and waved at her. Leng Mushi couldn't help but move forward and threw herself into her sweet and soft arms.
Then she looked over her mother's shoulder and saw her father with his eyes curved with a smile.
Leng Mushi's blood instantly ran cold. When had he ever been so merciful and shown such fatherly love to her
But her mother's embrace was too soft, and the lips kissing her cheek were too warm, melting Leng Mushi's words that were about to be uttered. She just let her father come over and hug her and her daughter.
Leng Mushi was like a horse that was sold by its owner, broke free from its restraints and ran for days and nights before finally returning to its owner. Exhausted and breathing blood, she finally closed her eyes, wanting to enjoy the gentle touch of her owner for a moment, to comfort her from the many hardships she had gone through on her way over the mountains and hills.
But the moment she closed her eyes and opened them again, this warm and beautiful picture suddenly changed. She could not control herself from growing up, nor could she control her father from turning away. Even her thin arms could not completely embrace her mother's injured and lonely figure and give her a hug to rely on.
That night, she watched her mother shed tears silently as she watched the bright red wedding sedan being carried into the house. Under the candlelight, she looked just as gentle as before, but the flickering candlelight shattered the vows they had made in the past, and the vain dream of a couple spending their entire lives together.
Leng Mushi hugged her mother's neck, but couldn't stop her crying.
She tried to break free, but she seemed to be tied to the ground by invisible ropes.
Then the years passed quickly, and those scenes that once made Leng Mushi heartbroken continued to play out. In the end, no matter how she resisted, she still came to the day when her mother was on the verge of death.
It was snowing heavily, and she didn't dare to enter the tent to see her mother's dying appearance.
She knelt in another yard, a yard filled with laughter, in front of the family happiness that once belonged to her, like a monster that had been beaten back to its original form, with skin off its body, broken tendons and bones, crawling in the snow and ice, and all she hoped for was a glance from that heartless man.
But she allowed the cold and snow to almost cover her, and she received no mercy at all.
So she returned to her mother's yard with her stiff limbs, walked through the unattended corridor and entered the inner room.
The tears on her face froze, and she stood outside the curtain for a long time, looking at her mother's skinny hands that were stretched out of the curtain and hanging down weakly.
This hand used to be the protection covering her head, the medicine to heal her pain, and the source of warmth and joy in her life. But now it was like the dead wormwood outside, dry, thin, icy cold, and lost all its former vitality.
Leng Mushi didn't know how long she stood there, and slowly walked closer to the curtain. She had lost all sense in her body, even her tears had dried up. She raised her hands and widened her eyes, trying to see everything clearly.
She drew aside the veil—
But at this moment, suddenly, someone blocked her view.
A gentle, warm, and scalding hand that could dispel all the cold covered her eyes that were peeking into nightmares. She was pulled into someone's hot embrace, and her frozen limbs seemed to be burned by fire at that moment.
She felt no warmth, only pain.
"Don't look, it's not real!" Xiao Mian hugged Leng Mushi from behind and kept repeating in her ear.
"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, it's all fake. This is an illusion, everything is fake, close your eyes, take a deep breath..."
The author has something to say: Leng Mushi: Are you my haunting ghost or the source of my warmth
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