Wuyan's scented mist is too pure, and this "detoxification" of cloud and rain really lasted for a long time.
When the too intense entanglement of lust finally stopped, Gu Mang was completely absent-minded, the two of them overlapped and fell on the rice paddies, breathing heavily.
At this time, the two of them clearly realized that although they had been so deliberately alienating each other, they were still tricked by fate. No one in the room spoke, but Mo Xi paused for a moment, then hesitantly, he covered Gu Mang's hand hanging between the rice stalks, and with the lingering aftertaste, he buckled it tremblingly.
Gu Mang's breathing gradually calmed down, he lowered his eyelashes weakly, and said in a low voice, "Don't go out..."
"… "
His voice was soft, almost vague, and he closed his eyes: "My physique..." Adam's apple rolled, "It's not the same as before."
"After a while, the demon blood will be absorbed... Once it is absorbed... That's it..." He paused and said hoarsely, "It'll be fine..."
This was the first time Mo Xi heard about his re-quenched physique, and he couldn't help feeling sour. He held Gu Mang's sweaty fingers, and his breath was right next to Gu Mang's ear. As long as he leaned over, he could kiss Gu Mang's cheek. The aftertaste of love faded, and it was all the same as when they had no blood feud eight years ago, only one kiss was missing.
But this kiss, after all, is impossible to fall.
Both of them knew very well in their hearts that what this lingering could soothe only the desire of the body.
The emptiness and unwillingness in each other's hearts will forever be ingrained into the bones.
There is no cure for life.
After a while, a crimson glow began to emerge from the horizon, dawn dawned, and they were ready to leave the thatched hut.
Gu Mang didn't speak much. When he got up and put on his clothes, his fingertips were still a little trembling. Mo Xi glanced at him, and through the thin morning light, he saw Gu Mang's ear rims exposed under the soft black shattered hair, with some lingering blood. Gu Mang lowered his head to straighten the front of his robe, his ink-like eyelashes drooped down, but he couldn't hide the blush at the end of his slender eyes.
The two of them took care of their clothes very carefully, perhaps because of embarrassment, or perhaps because they were worried that they would be seen by others later. Fortunately, they didn't kiss just now, and there were no hickeys to hide.
Mo Xi was silent for a while, then said, "Your body..."
"The reason for the blood of the wolf demon." Gu Mang didn't want to say more, and said softly, "The incense of the bat essence is just as effective for me."
He slowed down and stood up.
In the past, after Gu Mang and him had a loving relationship, he would always be a little weak, and sometimes he would stumble accidentally. Mo Xi subconsciously wanted to help him, but Gu Mang threw his hand away.
Gu Mang sucked at his still red nose, and said in a hoarse voice, "I'm fine."
His physique is indeed different from before, and he can recover quickly. He bit the headband, gathered his long hair high, and tied it. The wet lips loosened and he sighed: "I'm sorry, the reaction just now made Xi and Jun laugh."
Mo Xi's heart was suffocated, but he still closed his eyes and said solemnly: "... I said it was just to detoxify, don't think about it."
"Yeah." Gu Mang paused, "I just feel that with our current relationship, it's a little embarrassing that you sacrificed so much to relieve me. Besides, I'm... ashamed."
His deep lake-like blue eyes fell, and he buttoned the hidden weapon on his cuff.
"If Xihejun can forget it, try to forget it."
As he spoke, he opened the bamboo curtain. The pale morning light shone through the black smoke scattered over Bat Island, and the forest was cold. Gu Mang looked out and said, "It's still early, and the bat spirits are still in the thatched hut. We can go." After that, he went straight to the cave where Murong Chuyi and the others were hiding.
Mo Xi looked back at the thatched hut where they had been lingering. Everything that happened here more than an hour ago was like a mirage, like a dream.
The reason that could make them fight to the death no longer existed. At dawn, he was still the king of Xihe, and Gu Mang was still the servant of Xihe and a traitor to the state. What happened last night, he knew that neither of them would bring it up again, and neither could take it seriously.
"… "
Mo Xi finally took a deep look at the room, put down the bamboo curtain, and caught up with Gu Mang. Both of them still had the aura of being entangled with each other, but they walked back all the way without saying a word, like strangers.
Dawn was the time when bat spirits were the most sluggish and their spiritual power was the weakest, and they did not encounter any obstacles along the way. And the life spar worn by Mo Xi also showed that Yue Chenqing's body had obviously improved. Sure enough, when they returned to the cave, they saw Yue Chenqing sitting there, already awake.
But I don't know what happened when they were away before, the atmosphere in the cave was not harmonious. Jiang Yexue sat beside her with a somewhat embarrassed look on her face, while Rongrong stood beside her at a loss, while Yue Chenqing was crying. He lowered his head, tears were dripping down, and the eyes that usually flowed with inspiration had already been swollen from crying, and he couldn't help but wipe the tears.
Gu Mang said in surprise, "...What's the matter?"
Rongrong's eyes widened: "Ah! It's Brother Gu Mang!"
She just wanted to go up and explain something to him, but after all, she is a half-immortal of the feathermen, with some intuition and ability beyond the reach of mortals.
"what… ?"
She looked at Gu Mang and Mo Xi with her big eyes, her tender little nose suddenly wrinkled, and a hesitant look appeared on her face.
Gu Mang: "What's wrong?"
Fluffy pursed her big hairy ears and said uncertainly, "No, nothing."
On the other side, Yue Chenqing was already crying a little out of breath: "Fourth Uncle... I... I'm really not messing around... "
While choking, he explained bitterly to Murong Chuyi, who was standing beside him with a stern face: "I just want to find you a herbal medicine before my birthday, you say every year that you are uncomfortable, and you don't want to accompany me... I... I… "
"What are you? I think you're in a daze!" Murong Chuyi flicked his sleeves and reprimanded through gritted teeth, "What are you, you don't know?! You dare to come to this Dream Butterfly Demon Island alone! "
Jiang Yexue was sitting next to him, he was weak because he had just poured blood on Yue Chenqing, but he still coughed: "Okay, Chenqing is also kind, uncle, he just woke up, don't train him again. now…”
Murong Chuyi abruptly shook off Jiang Yexue's hand holding his sleeve, and said ruthlessly, "I teach my nephew a lesson, it's your turn to be a good person by your side?!"
After saying that, he turned his head and said angrily to Yue Chenqing: "If it weren't for your fate, don't say that you would deliver medicine to me before your birthday, at this time of the next year your uncle I should deliver flowers to you at your grave! You! Do you want peony or rose?! Yue Chenqing, can you save me some snacks! Don't you know that your life was earned by your mother?! You just spoil it!"
When Yue Chenqing heard the last two sentences, she raised her head, and suddenly he stopped crying so aggrieved. He stared at Murong Chuyi with wide eyes, a tingling sadness accumulated in his eyes.
Everyone present, whether it was Mo Xi or Gu Mang, even Murong Chuyi himself had never seen Yue Chenqing look so sad.
Seeing Yue Chenqing's expression, Jiang Yexue knew that Murong Chuyi's last sentence was serious, so she went to pull on Murong Chuyi's sleeve, but Murong Chuyi's brows stood upright, she brushed Jiang Yexue away, and shouted angrily—
"I've said it several times, don't touch me again!"
He was unable to control his strength, and Jiang Yexue lost too much blood. He had spent blood beside Yue Chenqing before and was not in a wheelchair, but this time he was pushed and fell to the ground.
Inside and outside the cave, everyone was silent.
Yue Chenqing stared blankly for a while and fell to the ground, Jiang Yexue, who was still bloodied on her wrist, didn't seem to want to fight with Murong Chuyi either. He has always been modest and courteous, taking care of and forbearing other people's emotions. He tried to support himself with his arms, let himself sit up straight, and lowered his eyelashes in a soft voice: "If you are angry, don't send hair to Chen Qing. Now, if you are unhappy, just come to me. You are an elder, and we are all your juniors. I was pushed and scolded by you a few times, and it didn't matter... "
Murong Chuyi didn't know why, but after hearing him say that, he became even more angry. This time, his hands were shaking when he was angry. He pointed at him with a terrifyingly pale face: "You!"
Jiang Yexue lowered her eyes and said, "As long as my uncle is happy, it's fine."
Murong Chuyi almost exploded with anger: "You... you are just... "
Just as he was about to raise his hand to teach him a lesson, he suddenly heard a somewhat out-of-control voice shout, "Why are you always so fierce!!"
Dead silence.
It seems that no one can think of who shouted at Murong Chuyi, and even Murong Chuyi was stunned for a moment. Those phoenix eyes looked away first, and then realized something, and turned his head slowly. .
Yue Chenqing burst into tears, and stared at his uncle both sadly and mournfully, her voice softened, but she was extremely sad and disappointed: "Am I the only one in your eyes! I'm fine, he... he too Well, no matter how hard we treat you, you will only be angry with us and blame us?!"
The blood on Murong Chuyi's face faded, and it was as white as gold paper.
His body was originally ill, and he used the forbidden technique in order to hang Yue Chenqing's life before, so that his heart was damaged. The blood in his throat glared at him.
But Yue Chenqing didn't know his fourth uncle's injury. His little face was wrinkled together. Obviously, talking to his uncle like this made him feel more uncomfortable than piercing his heart and lungs, but it made him even more uncomfortable. It was the uncle's stern words to them. Yue Chenqing cried so much that her voice changed. For the first time, he stopped in front of Jiang Yexue:
"This matter... It's also my fault... He... He was so badly injured and lost so much blood in order to save me... Why do you still push him and scold him... "
Jiang Yexue shook his head and said, "Chen Qing..."
Murong Chuyi's lips were blue, her eyes flashed, she murmured for a while, as if she was struggling with something, and finally squeezed her fingers into fists, but the broken words squeezed out her teeth: "Yue Chenqing. You know what?!"
"… "
The cold and sharp eyes suddenly fell on Jiang Yexue's thin face, and at that moment, Murong Chuyi's eyes turned red with hatred.
He gritted his teeth and said, "He's just... a bitch!"
Not to mention Yue Chenqing this time, even Mo Xi and Gu Mang's expressions changed slightly.
Since they came into contact with Murong Chuyi, although they felt that this person was aloof, he was not an unsure, vicious master, and they did not understand why he was said to be one of Chonghua's greed, hatred, and foolishness.
But when this lowly sentence came out, the knife stabbed into Jiang Yexue's heart like a knife, and everyone felt that Murong Chuyi's hatred was too fierce and too violent.
Jiang Yexue's eyelashes trembled, she closed her eyes, lowered her head and said nothing.
After a few moments of silence, Yue Chenqing looked up at Murong Chuyi with tears in her eyes, "Fourth Uncle..." The fourth uncle's voice was already trembling, stretched to the extreme, the string was broken and the arrow came out, with tears in her eyes, "Your uncle... Is the heart made of stone?!"