In Wangyue Tower, Moxian sat by the bed, looked at Fanyue quietly, and gently stroked Fanyue's hand on her face.
His eyes were full of tenderness, and after a long time, he kissed Fanyue's hand, and said softly: "Yue'er, I'm back, and I finally got Jiufeng's blood essence.
Yue'er, do you know? The Protoss sent Nighthawk to look for you. In the Valley of Warcraft, I saw his real body. He is a dragon. He took back the chaotic green lotus for you, and he used his real body to keep Jiufeng for you.
Yue'er, who is Nighthawk? Is he your friend? I brought him back from the Valley of Warcraft to the Demon Race. Even though I knew he wanted to take you away, I brought him back.
When you wake up, I will give you the right to decide. I have always loved you and used my way to keep you. I almost lost you this time, and now I understand that the best way for me to keep you is to let you decide for yourself.
I understand that if I can't keep your heart, no matter how hard I try, I will still lose you.
In fact, I am very scared, Yue'er, you know? I am very afraid that you will leave me and the demons because of Nighthawk.
I know that if I kill Nighthawk, it will be over once and for all, but I can't do it, he is so desperate for you, I can't kill the person who saved you.
I am more afraid that you will disappoint me than if you go with him, Yue'er, do you understand? What I'm really afraid of is losing your heart.
Yue'er, for you, I was selfish once. I knew that after getting Jiufeng's blood, Nighthawk would take you away.
In the Valley of Warcraft, I was injured on purpose, so that Nighthawk was injured in order to keep Jiufeng, so that he would not be able to disturb me to save you with my own blood.
My guess is correct, it turns out that he is also a dragon, and he will use his own blood to save you. But Yue'er, I don't want to, I don't want to let any man's blood blend into your body.
You are mine, and even if my last drop of blood is exhausted, I don't want you to use the blood of other dragons. I love you, even if one day you will leave me, but you will never get rid of me, my blood will follow you to the ends of the earth.
Soon! Yue'er, I have made arrangements. Nighthawk will not have the opportunity to disturb us again. I will take you to retreat tomorrow and give you Jiufeng and my blood. I haven't heard you talk to me for too long. laugh.
Do you know how much I miss you? Yue'er, I miss your every frown and smile, I miss your every move, I miss everything about you, even when you are angry and angry, I like it, as long as you can wake up, I am willing to give everything... "
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The Pear Blossom Valley has been severely restricted by his subordinates. From the outside, the valley has disappeared from sight.
In Zhaoyang Palace, the Demon Lord and Yue'er were no longer to be found. The devil left a decree to practice in seclusion, and after handing over the political affairs to Lingxuan and the elders, he disappeared without a trace with the woman named Yue'er.
In the Pear Blossom Valley, the spring is warm and the pear blossoms are in full bloom. The scenery is very beautiful. The magic string has sealed off the valley, and spends time with Fanyue every day to transport her essence and blood and reshape her meridians.
In January, Mo Xian had given Fan Yue half of his body's blood essence and spiritual power, and with the help of Jiufeng's blood essence, he finally repaired the meridians all over Fan Yue's body.
During this month, Fanyue was blessed by misfortune, and got half of Moxian's combat strength, as well as Jiufeng's monster blood, her aura has begun to be different.
Moxian sometimes looks at her obsessively, imagining how she will look when she wakes up, her comprehension and martial skills, with such combat power, how heaven-defying it must be!
At that time, even Moxian couldn't easily defeat her. Moxian gave her her own combat power and the right to choose. From now on, Moxian will never and can't force her. She will freely choose the man she wants and the place she wants to stay.
It's a pity that even though Fan Yue's meridian has been repaired, she still hasn't woken up. Moxian knew that there was no problem with her body, but her soul could only be recovered by herself.
Bai Qi's resentment at the time of death and the impact of hundreds of thousands of years of accumulated combat power not only destroyed her body, but also collided with her spirit.
Mo Xian was not worried, ever since he knew Fan Yue's heaven-defying bloodline, he knew that his woman was so powerful, it was only a matter of time before she woke up.
And right now, what he lacks most is time, leaving the Demon Race, the only thing he has to do is to guard her. Waiting for her to wake up.
Moxian began to fall in love with this kind of life. In this isolated Pear Blossom Valley, there are only him and her.
He talks to Fanyue every day, telling her everything about him, all his emotions. Playing the piano for Fanyue every day, expressing his longing and love. Cooking for Fanyue every day, I look forward to the joy she will see when she wakes up one day.
He combs Fanyue's hair and eyebrows every day, feels the gentleness of Fanyue's waterfall-like long hair winding around his fingertips, and appreciates the exquisiteness of Fanyue's stunning eyebrows. I look at her every day, look at her carefully, but I can't get enough of her...
He began to feel that no matter how time went by, even if the sea was changed, with her, nothing would change.
Grain Rain, Lixia, Xiaoman, Grain in Ear, Summer Solstice... Liqiu...
Spring goes, summer solstice, autumn wind rises...
His moon has been sleeping for half a year, and the bleak autumn wind cannot blow into the pear blossom valley in early spring.
He used his spiritual power to help Fanyue retain the early spring in the Pear Blossom Valley, and the pear blossoms in full bloom in the valley. This is the place where he made love with Fanyue, and it is also the place where his best memories are accommodated.
The flowing clouds and waterfalls here, the valley full of spring, the pear blossoms here, and the deep love here. He kept everything for her, waiting for her to wake up.
Whenever he thought of Fan Yue's use of his spiritual power to brew wine, he couldn't help laughing. Before he met her, he never knew that spiritual power could be used for war besides fighting.
After getting acquainted with her, he realized that apart from revenge and war, there are also wines and food that cannot be let down. In fact, he doesn't care about wine and food. All he cares about is her. She is the last thing he wants to live up to, the last thing he wants to miss .
That's why he cares about what she likes. When the autumn wind blows, he remembers that night in Wangyue Tower, Fanyue told him on the roof that he would taste the laurel of autumn with him.
When the autumn wind blows and the laurel first blooms, this fragrant bud is just right. When Fan Yue left, he left behind the brewing method of lauryl alcohol, which he had already kept in mind.
Picked laurel, took ice and snow, used spiritual power, made a serious playboy, and helped Fanyue brew a cabinet full of laurel alcohol.
Mid-Autumn Festival, the night of the full moon, the mellowness of the laurel, and the beautiful scenery on a good day, he hugged the Brahma Moon and drank alone under the moon.
The moonlight is bright and clear, and the moonlight fills every corner of the pear blossom valley.
Nudging against Fan Yue's warm body in Moxian's arms, he drank lauryl alcohol and whispered softly in Fan Yue's ear: "Yue'er, I have already brewed lauryl alcohol. I remember you once told me that you would be with me. Taste this autumn lauryl alcohol together.
Now that the wine is finished, you are still sleeping. Do you know how lonely I am with the bright moonlight!
When you leave, tell me that it's not like this, the pear blossoms are gone and the moon is west. But I want to tell you that I will never say goodbye to you.
I kept the pear blossoms, if the pear blossoms never fall, we will not part... "
Moxian looked at the pear blossoms in the valley with satisfaction, the autumn wind blew, and the fragrance filled his nose. He raised the jug, raised his head, and took a sip of laurel alcohol, leaving a fragrance on his teeth and cheeks.
A cold voice resounded: "Well! I am naturally happy that the pear blossoms are not falling, but I vaguely remember that you seem to like peonies.
The peony on the oiran's head is probably in full bloom. "
Moxian froze, took a sip of wine in his mouth, and choked suddenly, his face flushed red.
Sweating profusely, staring at Fanyue who was sleeping in her arms.
Fanyue's slender, thick eyelashes trembled slightly, her eyelids finally opened slightly, and those starry eyes quietly looked at Mo Xian.
The wine bottle held by Mo Xian's right hand got his wish, fell to the ground and shattered, he finally saw her wake up, he waited for half a year, cared for her every day, and the woman nourished by blood finally woke up.
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A weird smile appeared on the corner of my mouth, I closed my eyes weakly, and said softly: "Hmm! Could it be that I was right, your peony is really in bloom?"
Moxian smiled, looked at me, his eyebrows were smiling, he suddenly hugged me, hugged me tightly, stroked my black hair with his right hand, and pressed my head on his broad shoulders .
Said softly: "I have never cared about peonies, so how do I know whether they are blooming or not? In my eyes, there is only the woman who claims to be Jinglan."
I was full of joy, and the breath of the magic string wrapped me, making me feel at ease and happy.
But couldn't help adding: "Jinglan is aloof, not as grand as Peony, I wonder if Lord Mojun can bear it?"
Moxian laughed wildly, lifted me from his shoulders, and raised my chin.
He looked at me and said, "I remember someone said that if she wakes up, I can only marry her. At that time, did you ask me if I can bear it?"
I looked at him desperately, blinked, and asked hastily: "I'll ask again now, can you take it?"
The magic string pulled my right hand, raised it up, and showed it off in front of my eyes. The white jade ring on my index finger was very dazzling.
I was stunned for a while, and he smiled: "I've given you all of this, and you still have to ask me if I can take it? I want to ask you, do you want this ring? After all..."
He glanced at me and continued: "After all, I was abandoned by you once, let me say first, don't pay me back early."
With a smile on my brows and eyes, I leaned against his arms, raised my right hand, and faced the moonlight.
She happily asked him, "Do you think it fits me well when I wear it?"
He matched me, and nodded solemnly: "I think that's true."
I looked up, looked at him, and said with a smile, "Then stay."
There was a smile in his throat, he lowered his head and kissed my lips...