"Who?" Feng Aotian looked at Mu Hanjin and asked.
"Gongyi Gu." Mu Hanjin replied in a low voice, "I suspect that he has something to do with the Demon King a thousand years ago."
"Demon King?" Feng Aotian's eyes sank and he remained silent.
Mu Hanjin looked at Feng Aotian, saw her thoughtful, and asked tentatively, "Your Majesty, have you ever had any entanglement with him?"
Feng Aotian returned to his senses, raised his eyes, and looked at him, "If that's the case, then, the thousand-year-old poison in Gu Yefeng is also related to him?"
"It was seventeen years ago that Gu Yefeng was poisoned. At that time, Gongyi Gu should not have been unpredictable, 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 could lift the spell, wouldn't it 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, "Apart from this, is there no other way?"
Mu Hanjin's eyes flashed slightly, "We can only start from Nan Yu."
"Nan Yu will certainly not obediently tell the master the way to open it, but even if he can stop him, if Gongyi Gu really knows the way to break it, then Nan's return to the country will be in his hands." Feng Aotian said in a deep voice, She had an ominous premonition that there must be something she didn't know about, and more importantly, she felt that all this was Gongyi's scheming.
Mu Hanjin embraced Feng Aotian, "Your Majesty, it seems that you need to find him in person."
Feng Aotian's phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, "He made a plan 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 this minister think about it again and see if he can think of a way to solve it."
"Yeah." Feng Aotian nodded. There is still some time left, and she must not be at his mercy. In this case, she is not Feng Aotian, but has returned to the original Li Ying.
"In those days, it was Wang Zun and the Holy Master that worked together to solve the problem. Your Majesty, you are now the Holy Master. It's a pity that this body of this minister is..." Mu Hanjin thought, if he added it based on his cultivation. There may be a glimmer of hope for the Lord.
Feng Aotian looked at his elegant face that had recovered a little, and smiled lightly, "There is always a way."
Mu Hanjin replied with a slight smile, "Your Majesty, do you really want to stay tonight?"
Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows, took advantage of the situation to bully him, and slid his fingertips across his chest, exhaling like a blue, "Don't you want to let the Lord stay?"
Mu Hanjin's face was as handsome as jade, revealing a touch of elegance, and he wrapped his arms around her waist, "I just feel that there are people waiting for you in the palace, and you have been with me all day."
Feng Aotian raised his hand, pulled Jin up and put it over the two of them, and said solemnly, "Close your eyes and go to sleep."
Mu Hanjin just smiled warmly, closed his eyes slowly, felt the tenderness in his arms, and his heart was filled with the warmth that faded from the cold pool. Under the cold pool, what he always wanted was to take her The warmth in his arms, at this moment, he is already satisfied.
At dawn the next day, when Feng Aotian woke up, he saw Meteor sneaking in, standing beside the bed, blinking and staring at her.
"Little Guitou, what are you doing?" Feng Aotian got up, held Mu Hanjin in his arms, and asked in a low voice.
Meteor smiled and jumped lightly, then sat beside the bed, raised his head, looked at her, "Holy Lord, last night, Meteor saw the little white snake wake up."
Feng Aotian's phoenix eyes flashed slightly, looking at him, "Do you want the little white snake to come out of the golden scroll?"
"Yeah." Meteor looked at her pitifully, "Meteor hasn't talked to the little white snake for a long time."
The corner of Feng Aotian's mouth twitched, "Don't you come to look for it from time to time 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 disapprovingly, "If it comes out now, it will definitely damage its vitality. Even on the day when the golden scroll is opened, it will be difficult for it to return to its human form."
"Will the Holy Master go and see it?" Meteor knew that there was no hope and could only change the subject.
Feng Aotian laughed softly, "Master will go later."
"Okay." Meteor hurriedly jumped off the bed and left the room in a flash.
Mu Hanjin leaned against Feng Aotian's arms, raised his eyes and looked at her, "Your Majesty, since the little white snake is awake, then you can ask it about the gu poison that happened a thousand years ago, if there is a way to completely destroy it. incantation."
Feng Aotian nodded slightly, "Master has this intention."
She immediately got out of the bed and helped Mu Hanjin get down. After the two washed and dressed, they had breakfast.
Meteor also came to join in the fun. After the god dog learned that Mu Hanjin was safe, he went to the holy spring pool and put Meteor aside. No wonder Meteor would come to say these words early in the morning. Yes, no one is with him.
Feng Aotian supported Mu Hanjin and walked slowly to the hall. When she walked to the altar, she saw the golden scroll glowing with golden light. She raised her hand and brushed the golden scroll with her palm, and saw the golden scroll inside. The little white snake slowly opened his eyes.
Meteor's eyes lit up, and he hurried forward, "Little White Snake, can you hear me?"
Inside the golden scroll, the little white snake gradually opened its eyes, and when he saw Feng Aotian, he happily spit out a letter.
Feng Aotian looked sideways and looked at Meteor, "It still has some strength now."
"Yeah." Meteor nodded and continued, "It has something to say to the Holy Master."
"En." Feng Aotian looked at the little white snake, "I have something to ask you."
Little White Snake shook his tail, and Meteor turned his eyes to look at Feng Aotian, "Little White Snake said that there is only one person in the world who can solve the thousand-year-old Gu poison."
"Who?" Feng Aotian seemed to have an ominous premonition.
"What?" Meteor looked at the little white snake and couldn't help but wonder, "How could it be Gongyi Gu?"
Feng Aotian seemed to have expected it long ago, and then looked at the little white snake, "Is Gongyi Gu related to the Demon King?"
Little White Snake looked at Feng Aotian and nodded his head, while Meteor replied, "Yes."
"Apart from Gongyi Gu's ability to lift the spell of returning to the country, is there any other way?" Feng Aotian asked immediately.
Meteor stared at the little white snake and said, "There is another way, that is to find the place to start the spell, and use the blood of the three clans, that is, the blood of the Holy Master, the blood of the Clan Master of the Wind Clan, and the blood of the Clan Master of the Spirit Clan. , plus the blood of the meteor, the blood of the god dog, the blood of the little white snake, and the most important thing is the blood of the old man who is related to the devil. Before the spell is activated, pour the blood into it to temporarily break the spell. technique."
"At the end of the day, do you still want to let the master go to find Gongyi?" Feng Aotian's eyes narrowed and he said in a deep voice.
Meteor turned his eyes and looked at Feng Aotian, "Little White Snake said that this is all a secret technique of the Demon Race, and it is necessary to find someone related to the Demon King."
Feng Aotian snorted coldly, then took Mu Hanjin's hand, "Meteor, you can chat with the little white snake, but you can't chat for too long."
"Okay." Meteor replied with a smile, then turned his head and looked at the little white snake.
On the other hand, the little white snake stared at the figure that Feng Aotian left in a disorderly manner.
Feng Aotian held Mu Hanjin's hand and walked slowly into the house. Nan's return to the country can be slowed down, but the poison in Gu Yefeng's place cannot be delayed.
Mu Hanjin knew Feng Aotian's concerns, but now, there is no better way.
Feng Aotian pondered for a moment, and finally made a decision.
"Your Majesty, this matter can be slowed down for a while." Mu Hanjin looked at her, "Ye Feng's body can last a while longer."
Feng Aotian turned his eyes, looked at him, and said with a small smile, "It's okay, Master has his own arrangements."
Seeing her like this, Mu Hanjin felt so distressed that he took her into his arms, hating that he couldn't help her at all.
Feng Aotian leaned against his arms quietly and said in a low voice, "What should be faced is to face after all, escaping can't solve any problem."
Mu Hanjin nodded, "Yes."
For the past two days, Feng Aotian had been with Mu Hanjin, and the two of them had not acted too intimately. One was to take care of Mu Hanjin's body, and the other was that she was really inconvenient these few days.
Now, it's time for the fourth death. The so-called fourth death is to take the nine most poisonous poisons in the world. The nine most poisonous poisons in the world are poisons that resist the curse poison. Day, before being poisoned to death, that is the fourth death.
Mu Hanjin didn't want her to see her taking poison, 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 would have to endure nine kinds, which were even more unbearable for ordinary people, but he did not want her to watch, even if, When she leaves, her heart will miss her.
She counted the days, and in two more days, Gu Yefeng would arrive at Cai Country without incident, and she would also set off for Wuyue Country.
Mu Hanjin stood at the exit of the Wind Clan, and looked at Feng Aotian with a shallow smile, turned to leave, his elegant face showed a strong reluctance.
Meteor and Divine Dog followed Feng Aotian away from the Wind Clan, and then returned to the palace. When they stepped into the palace, they saw that Lan Jingshu was already waiting for her.
Feng Aotian raised his eyes and saw that he was always standing quietly waiting for her, his heart became soft, she was thinking, he has now entered the medicine house and started taking 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 warmly, "Your Majesty, Han Jin will be fine."
Feng Aotian leaned against his arms, wrapped his arms around his waist, hugged him tightly, and did not say a word.
At this time, Mu Hanjin was sitting in the medicine hut, Qingfeng placed the nine poisons in front of him, and stood aside with his eyes lowered, obviously unwilling to see what would happen later.
Mu Hanjin looked indifferent, raised his hand, opened the nine porcelain vases of different shapes in front of him, picked up the first one, put it in front of him slowly, took a deep breath, raised his head, and took a sip. , the poison slid down his throat, and he felt a sharp pain, as if thousands of insects poured into his body, biting his body, he endured the pain of fainting, and spit out a mouthful of blood. came out.
Qingfeng looked terrified, and hurriedly stepped forward, looking at the black blood spitting out on the ground, "Patriarch..."
Mu Hanjin just waved his hand slightly to signal him to step back. Qingfeng hesitated for a moment, but still endured the sadness and stepped aside.
Mu Hanjin's fingertips were trembling, and he slowly picked up the second porcelain bottle, put it to his mouth, covered his chest with one hand, clenched the porcelain bottle with the other, and slowly poured the poison into his mouth. Sinful, he only felt that a sharp blade pierced his throat and pierced his heart. This kind of pain was more direct and crisp than what he had just experienced. He couldn't help but spit out another mouthful of black blood, and his lips were already black.
Then came the third bottle, the fourth bottle... until the fifth bottle, each of them would make people feel unbearable, as if he had died once, and Mu Hanjin took all the nine kinds. Now he, His face was blue and purple, blood and tears flowed from the corners of his eyes, his eyes were scarlet, his fingertips were even more black, and his body was covered in rashes. However, he still held his breath, and when he was about to suffocate and faint several times, he survived.
A cold wind blew, but he fell into a warm embrace. He opened his eyes, but he couldn't see clearly, his mind was even more trance, and he could only vaguely see the magnificent face.
Feng Aotian was really worried about Mu Hanjin, but she couldn't hold back and went back.
As soon as he took the first bottle of poison, she watched from the dark, and witnessed how he took bottle after bottle of poison, how he held on, how he vomited blood, but he still held on again and again. come over.
Feng Aotian hurriedly sat cross-legged, his palms condensed his inner strength, pressed against his chest, raised his eyes to look at him, and said coldly, "Hold on for the Lord."
Mu Hanjin opened his eyes, and the blood at the corners of his eyes turned dark black. He felt a strong internal force against his chest, covering his limbs. With this strength, he slowly closed his eyes, put his hands on his knees naturally, guarded his dantian, and improved his luck.
Time passed slowly, so, after another half day, Feng Aotian felt that his breath was slowly recovering, he breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately closed his palms. In the past few days, someone must come to heal him. Yes.
She slowly got up and looked at Mu Hanjin, who was sitting cross-legged and gradually getting lucky. The blood from the corners of her eyes had dried up and solidified. There were black blood stains on the corners of her mouth. The smell made her inexplicably nauseated.
She took a deep look at Mu Hanjin, then turned around and left the Wind Clan.
When I returned to the palace, I saw Xing Wuyun lying on the soft couch, and from a distance I saw her walking in with a sullen face.
"What's wrong with the emperor?" 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 Aotian sat directly beside him, and the smell of blood mixed with poison was mixed with him. Xing Wuyun also smelled it, got up quickly, lowered his head, and looked at her, "Has something happened to Mu Hanjin?"
"I can't die." Feng Aotian whispered.
Xing Wuyun could hear that she was in a bad mood, thinking that in this world, the people who can affect her heart can make her show a little bit different emotions than before, I am afraid that it is only Mu Hanjin.
He was jealous of Mu Hanjin, 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, "Have you recovered your inner strength now?"
"Seven seven eight eight." Xing Wuyun said softly.
Feng Aotian nodded slightly, "Wufeng... If it's the fastest, when can I arrive?"
"How can the emperor remember him?" Xing Wuyun listened to Feng Aotian's tone and was afraid that he understood a little.
Feng Aotian whispered, "Master is going to Wuyue Kingdom the day after tomorrow. These nine days will be a difficult time for Han Jin. Master will find someone to accompany him."
"Is there no one available from the Wind Clan?" Xing Wuyun asked dissatisfiedly.
"Who made you understand medical skills?" Feng Aotian raised his eyes, looked at him and said coldly.
"That minister will go to study." Xing Wuyun said smoothly, "If he is in Wuxie Sect, it will take five days at the earliest, but he left Wuxie Sect five days ago."
"Huh?" Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at him, "Why did he come out?"
"I want to ask you." Xing Wuyun squinted, looked at Feng Aotian and said.
Feng Aotian heard the meaning of Xing Wuyun's words, "If this is the case, he will be here today?"
"It's already here." Xing Wuyun said coldly, "Now it's in the side courtyard."
Feng Aotian got up in a hurry 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, "How about you go with Master?"
Xing Wuyun pulled hard again, Feng Aotian fell into his arms, he turned over and kissed her lips, "The emperor does not intend to eat his ministers."
Feng Aotian knew what he was thinking about, but these few days, she had no thoughts. After all, the events 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 followed, holding his hand, "Are you angry?"
"The emperor has been with Mu Hanjin every night for the past few days, didn't he do anything else?" Xing Wuyun let her hold hands and walked out step by step.
Feng Aotian clenched his hand, "So you care about this."
"Well." Xing Wuyun nodded and said, "I can't eat it, it's a great torture for the minister."
Feng Aotian laughed loudly, then took his hand and walked towards the side courtyard.
Xing Wuyun looked sideways, looking at her gloomy face and finally had a hint of a smile, the corner of his mouth slightly hooked, in fact, all he wanted was to make her happy.
When the two walked to the side courtyard, they saw that snow-white figure was taking the medicine in a hurry, while Meteor looked at him with a smile and was very happy.
Xing Wuyun simply lay down on the reclining chair, while Feng Aotian stood beside him, "Why did you come back suddenly?"
Wufeng didn't look at her, but caressed 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."
"The tongue is false." Xing Wuyun said with a cold snort.
Feng Aotian smiled lightly, and then said, "Since you're here, stay a little longer."
Wu Feng smiled lightly, "Don't you want to see me?"
Feng Aotian turned his eyes, glanced at Xing Wuyun, coughed a few times, "Master, please help."
"You are the emperor of the dignified Fengqi Kingdom, why are you being so polite to me, a commoner?" Wufeng said coolly.
Feng Aotian knew that he was still unhappy about the last time he let him leave, she sighed faintly, and without saying a word, she held his wrist, "Go somewhere with my lord."
Wufeng shook off her hand, "Don't go."
Feng Aotian raised her eyes and met his indifferent eyes, only to realize that he seemed to be haggard a lot these days, and she immediately took his pulse, "Are you drinking too much?"
"This matter has nothing to do with you." Wufeng waved his hand, then turned around, and walked inward.
Feng Aotian followed after a few steps. When she entered, he slammed the door of the room and saw Wufeng with his back to her, sorting his things.
Feng Aotian took a step forward and stood beside him, "Are you annoyed?"
"What's my relationship with you, what are you doing to annoy you?" Wu Feng sneered, "These are the ones I didn't take away last time, and I'll take them away today."
Feng Aotian knew that it would be thankless to continue talking nonsense with him. The most effective solution is to go straight up. She took a step forward, raised her hand, tapped his acupuncture point, and took him into her arms. In the middle, he kicked the door open with one foot, lightly tapped his toes, and flew away from the courtyard.
Xing Wuyun was still lying on the reclining chair, watching the figure leave, and then looking at Meteor staring at the wild fruit wine just dug up, he snorted coldly, "No promise."
Meteor knew that Xing Wuyun was angry now, and tilted his head slightly, "If you feel uncomfortable, just follow."
"So what if I go, I don't know medical skills." Xing Wuyun gritted his teeth secretly, knowing this, he should not disobey the old man and go to study medicine obediently.
"But you have internal strength." Meteor looked at Xing Wuyun and said, "Now, Mu Hanjin has taken nine poisons in the world. If he wants to survive for nine days, he not only needs Wufeng's medical skills, but also needs your internal strength to help. ."
"Wufeng's martial arts are not inferior to me at all." Xing Wuyun continued, "Even if I go, it will only be a drag, and my internal strength has only recovered. I have to guard this palace."
"That too." Meteor replied in a low voice, holding the wine jar, salivating.
Wufeng knew that Feng Aotian just used the most common acupoint-pointing technique to point his acupoints, and now, he has easily untied it, he leaned in Feng Aotian's arms, raised his eyes, looked at her, "Do you think that So, can I help you?"
Feng Aotian lowered his eyes and looked at him, "Okay, stop being petty."
Wufeng used his inner strength to shake, leaving Feng Aotian's bondage, backhanded, and took her into his arms, their bodies were suspended in mid-air, he bowed his head, kissed her lips, and gently swallowed her. Biting, the strength of holding her arm is even more forceful.
Feng Aotian opened his eyes wide and stared at Wufeng. Seeing him gasping for breath, his whole body was not as indifferent as usual, but filled with a gloomy coldness. She naturally knew that Wufeng's temperament, look at him. Come to him this time, he will never give up.
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 while, "Could it be that you have fallen in love with the Lord?"
Wufeng looked at her sideways, and regained his usual indifference, "What do you think?"
Feng Aotian listened to his tone, most likely it was true, she sighed faintly, "Master knows that he is very attractive, but not everyone wants it."
There was an evil smile on Wufeng's mouth, and he stared at Feng Aotian for a while, "Either friend or enemy, you choose one."
Feng Aotian listened to the meaning in his words, and asked tentatively, "What about the enemy?"
Wufeng smiled indifferently again, "That's the fish dead and the net broken."
Feng Aotian nodded slightly, but did not answer, but took him to the Wind Clan together. After the two entered the Wind Clan, Wu Feng looked at the scene in front of him without a hint of surprise, and was still calm.
Feng Aotian looked sideways at him, thinking about how many people in this world can be as calm as him? This man's mind is very deep.
Wufeng followed Feng Aotian to Yaolu. When he saw the people sitting in the Yaolu, he already understood, "You want me to save him?"
"He has taken nine kinds of the world's most poisonous poison, and he will have to last for nine days." Feng Aotian briefly explained why he came here.
Wufeng nodded slightly, "Then you have to tell me the answer I want to know."
Feng Aotian looked at him, "Are you blackmailing Grandpa?"
"If you think so, then it is." Wufeng was dressed in white as snow, and there was a faint light between his brows.
Feng Aotian took a step forward, hugged him by the waist, phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, his lips curled into a smile, "Don't you regret it?"
"I won't regret it." Wu Feng lowered his eyes and met her eyes, still smiling lightly.
Feng Aotian nodded slightly, "Master promises you."
Wufeng lowered his head and kissed her lips again, but lightly pecked, he took her into his arms, in this life, he has 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 clearly told him to leave, but he insisted on coming in.
Wufeng let go of her, held her hand, and stepped into the medicine house. As soon as he walked in, he saw Mu Hanjin leaning over suddenly, spitting black blood.
Feng Aotian hurried forward, helped him up, and hugged him distressedly.
Wufeng turned sideways, looked at the medicine box on the side of the medicine hut, then brought it over, squatted beside Mu Hanjin, took out the silver needle, and looked at Feng Aotian, "Just leave him to me."
Feng Aotian looked at him calmly administering needles to Mu Hanjin, his face was neither sad nor happy, as if the excitement he had just held her was not emanating from him, but the more calm he was, The city is very deep.
Her eyes sank, such a person had better become her person, if it becomes an enemy, I am afraid it will be difficult to deal with.
After applying the needle without wind, 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 energy today, just stay aside."
Feng Aotian looked at him, "Okay."
Wu Feng sat cross-legged, and there was an extra silver needle in his hand, which was pierced at Mu Hanjin's acupoints, his palms rested on his shoulders, his eyes were closed, and he performed gong for him.
Mu Hanjin closed his eyes tightly, and there were beads of sweat on his forehead. Feng Aotian took out the silk handkerchief and wiped the cold sweat on his forehead. It was the one she used to bandage his wound last time. She raised her eyes and looked at his indifferent face. Due to luck, her forehead was also covered in thin sweat.
She raised her hand and wiped the sweat from his forehead for him. How could such a person be attracted to her
After about an hour, Wufeng slowly retracted his palm, quickly pulled out the two silver needles stuck on Mu Hanjin's body, and then picked it up with a white cloth and put it to one side.
He turned his eyes and looked at Feng Aotian, "He should be able to survive tonight."
Feng Aotian nodded, and then helped him up, seeing that he was a little weak, "It must be caused by your alcoholism these days."
"If I could stay drunk, I wouldn't come here." Wufeng said lightly, letting her support him, and slowly walked out of the medicine house.
Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at Qingfeng, "Go and prepare a guest room."
"Yes." Qingfeng replied, just now, seeing Wufeng healing the clan master with his own eyes, he was truly grateful, quickly responded, and turned around to prepare.
Wufeng turned his eyes and looked at Feng Aotian, "Leave this to me. If you have something to do, go and do it. Senior brother is afraid that he is angry now."
Feng Aotian supported him and walked forward, "Master will help you go back to your room to rest. After dinner, Master will leave."
"Okay." Wufeng didn't mind whether she had him in her heart or not. He insisted on staying by her side, just wanting to give himself an explanation. Since he left that day, it was her that appeared in his mind every day. The figure of her lingered, he didn't understand, he only stayed by her side for a month, why, it seemed like he had been there for a lifetime? He has always been rational, but whenever he thinks of her, he feels uncomfortable. This is an indescribable longing. He wants to use alcohol to numb himself and force himself not to think about her. All the sorrow made him more awake and missed the feeling of being by her side more and more, and then he realized that his heart had long been left there, no matter how hard he tried to struggle, it was of no avail, since he couldn't take it back , then go back to her side and guard her, whether she likes it or not.
Feng Aotian helped him into the guest room. Qingfeng had already ordered someone to prepare dinner and brought it over. She helped him sit down and put the soup in front of him, "Why do you make yourself so haggard?"
Wufeng just smiled lightly, picked up the spoon, and drank the soup quietly.
Feng Aotian knew that it was useless to talk too much, so she immediately took the vegetables and put them in his bowl, and the two of them ate their meals quietly.
Xing Wuyun was still lying on the reclining chair, looking up at the starry sky, thoughtful.
Meteor stayed to one side and watched him sit like this since the Holy Master left. Now, he was indeed a little hungry, so he couldn't help asking, "Aren't you hungry?"
"Are you hungry?" Xing Wuyun asked back, looking at the meteor.
"Well, it seems that the Holy Master has been accompanied by a beautiful woman, so don't wait here." Meteor said comfortingly, and then got up, "Let's go to dinner."
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