Master, do you want an appointment? [Cultivation]

Chapter 72 Where does Huaxue seek a white head ([-])

Nian Xu pulled back his sweaty temple hair behind Mu Wu's ears, and stared blankly at the sleeping person who was curled up in his arms with his eyes closed.I felt a dull and slow pain in my heart.

This man, the one he embraced in his arms, has no afterlife.The blackened skeleton hundreds of years ago became bigger and clearer before his eyes, and he could even feel the coldness of the bones through a pair of wooden coffins.

How precious and fragile life is, if he doesn't care about it or pay attention to it, he won't be able to grasp it.He who was hundreds of years ago can still wait for his reincarnation.Today, hundreds of years later, the person in his arms has no chance to start over.

The room is divided into east and west parts, the east is the bedroom, and the west is a soup pond.Nianxu picked up Mu Wu and went to the hot spring to wash it. In the warm spring, Mu Wu slept a little restlessly.His eyeballs rolled as if wanting to break through the warmth of this illusion, Nianxu let him lean on his shoulder, hugged him with one hand and hesitated for a moment with the other, then gently stroked his hair, said: "It's nothing, go to sleep."

The peaceful and steady voice was the one he was most familiar with.So Mu Wu didn't think or struggle at all, he obediently quieted down, leaned on Nianxu's shoulder, and fell into a deep sleep.

That night was the most peaceful night he slept since he came to the Infinite Sea.The warm body temperature wrapped him, the calming fragrance surrounded him, and the person he admired hugged him, and he slept soundly and dreamlessly all night.Mu Wu temporarily forgot the heavy burdens on his shoulders, the pain of forcibly raising his cultivation level, and the sadness of not being able to get rid of love and hatred.

When he opened his eyes and saw Nian Xu's chest, he was still indulging in the beauty of his sleep, unable to react for a while to what was going on at this moment.Until Nianxu came to his senses, he patted his back and asked him, "Are you feeling unwell?"

For more than 100 years, they have been together for more than 100 years.That was already a mortal life.Whether Nianxu was lying or coaxing, Mu Wu didn't dare to ask for more.It doesn't matter whether Nian Xu owes him or uses him as a test, Mu Wu doesn't want to care.

But monk, it's already at this time, why do you still want to whitewash the peace, you don't feel tired of pretending.I was wrong, why are you still holding on to me.

Mu Wu raised his head and bit Nianxu's chin, "Monk, do you have bad ears? As I said, you don't owe me, I owe you. You don't have to do things you don't want to do just to please me." .I like you because I am willing to have nothing to do with you."

Some words may be destined to spend a lifetime without being able to say them.So Nianxu pinched his chin, and kissed him, the tip of his tongue stuck into his mouth, and licked the roof of Mu Wu's lips tenderly.Mu Wu tightened her fingertips, and the tip of her tongue slipped across Nianxu's tongue.Nianxu's breath suddenly rushed, and he suppressed Mu Wu's back of the head with difficulty but couldn't hold it back. He eagerly plundered Mu Wu's tongue with one leaf of his tongue, and then relaxed the next moment.

Monk, do you know what you are doing?

The memories of last night were fragmented and broken, passing and falling in front of my eyes like a meteor.That monk held his hand, another monk actively kissed him, that monk panted passionately, and there seemed to be only his imaginary call.

The feeling of being hit hard by a giant still remained in his body, but the things that came out together with the low call had already been cleaned.

But Mu Wu still couldn't help it, thinking in a dazed way, whether this monk suddenly found out that he was also a little bit moved.

Knowing that it is whimsical, Ming has been rejected countless times, hundreds of years and two lifetimes without a word of approval from him, but he still thinks about it.He still put all his worries aside, and while responding to his thoughts, he asked him intermittently from his lips and teeth: "Monk, I have made it clear to you... What do you mean?"

What's the meaning?A gleam of light flashed in Nian Xu's eyes, but was suddenly shrouded in a thick mist.

Just please smile.It's just asking for your heart's satisfaction and your joy.

"You haven't been really happy for a long time." Nian Xu placed his hand vaguely next to Mu Wu's cheek, he seemed to want to touch Mu Wu's face, but for some reason suppressed his movement.

They are so close to each other, and Mu Wu, who is so close, actually sees his own reflection and a trace of quiet affection in those eyes that look like green mountains and distant daisies.

"After turning back from the illusion, you have never been really happy." Mu Wu, is the bunch of bodhi seeds not good enough, or the candied lotus seeds are not sweet enough, or...or it's just because I didn't treat you well enough.Nian Xu's trembling fingertips finally touched Mu Wu's warm cheek, "May you be happier."

Crazy, really crazy.

"I don't deserve it. You don't know anything, and I don't deserve you at all." Mu Wu stiffened his neck and squeezed out his rejection word by word from his throat.Refuse to be imaginary?What is the difference between that and tearing apart this strand of soul alive.So his eyes turned red, he closed his voice, and weakly grasped the hand that was caressing the magic pattern.

It was a contradictory gesture, refusing in the words, but the body was begging him not to let go.Mu Wu, you are really selfish.This person is a monk, and he should become a Buddha.If he is tempted to make you get what you want, it is a blessing from heaven, and you can no longer be greedy and beg for more.If he is not emotional, you can't drag him into the quagmire of love in the world of mortals.

This monk has given you too much, so please be content.

Nianxu pierced into Mu Wu's palm with his backhand, and his ten fingers passed through the gaps between the fingertips, and then slid into the clasp.What an intimate gesture that was.

The monk said: "How can a good match be not a good match? The world of mortals is like the sea, and there is nothing but you."

Mu Wu didn't know whether his heart was more happy or more regretful.He just covered his ears and eyes, and didn't think about anything else.Don't think about what happened suddenly, don't think about what is reasonable or unreasonable, he just wants to believe that this monk just suddenly became enlightened.

He only wants to believe what he wants to believe.

So he said, "Monk, do you like me?"

The monk didn't answer, but just kissed away the tears from the corners of his eyes, gently and carefully.

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In a secret place, the snow is flying like mad, the wind is howling, and the sky and the ground are covered with dazzling white.At a glance, the left and right sides are frosty, and the front and back are snowy like knives.Stepping on the white snow that has accumulated several feet thick, it seems that there is a figure sitting in front of you.

The figure was sitting on a big rock, which was covered with frost and snow, as if it was a piece of ice.And that person didn't move in the wind and snow, sitting upright, with a tall and straight posture.Just a vague glance from a distance makes people feel as if ice is made of bone and snow is skin made of clouds and mists, and the immortals come from the nine heavens.

But when he got closer, the fiery red blood-like magic lines on the handsome face under the stern eyebrows twisted strangely, triumphantly proclaiming his existence.

That's not a fairy, it's clearly a demon.

Yin Li sized up Fu Canghan who was in samadhi, and frowned slightly.It was still too slow, at this speed it was impossible for Fu Canghan to resist the soul-drawing technique.He took out a spar the size of a thumb from his bosom, pondered for a moment and crushed it with one hand.

No one knows where the potential limit of the innate demon body lies.Ordinary people may die once they are poured into the body. Ordinary people will explode and die as soon as they enter the door.But Fu Canghan's potential seems to be unlimited. When Lingqi thinks that this is his limit and has already filled his body, the next moment his body will go up to another level, like an ever-expanding container. No matter how many times you come, he can accept all of them to find a breakthrough.

But that's not enough, it's useless if he can't keep up with his state of mind if he calculates to forcibly raise his realm.The innate devil energy left by the master is most suitable for the innate body, and has the effect of condensing the soul, so it is most suitable to use at this moment.

Fu Canghan felt the change in spiritual energy almost immediately.

He didn't have time to change the tactic, and the soul consciousness seemed to dissipate in the body in an instant and re-condense in an unknown place.

Fu Canghan was in a wonderful sense.On the one hand, he is like a bystander, clearly aware that he is in a dream.On the other hand, he is a player in the game that exists in it.

He can hear what he sees, even as if one soul splits into two, with two perspectives.He looked down from top to bottom, and below were the green hills and white heads, covered with snow.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of an unusual strand of whiteness, and when he lowered his eyes slightly, he saw two strands of snow-white long hair hanging on his chest.

"Pfft." There was the sound of something heavy falling into the snowdrift.Fu Canghan raised his eyes and glanced, but he couldn't see a small patch of red in the variegated snow-white, and an animal of unknown species was "humming, humming" and thumping in the snow.

The thin snow "pululu" flew around, and four small snow bags bulged around it, and it... still didn't "flutter".What kind of brat from that race... is simply ingenious.

Fu Canghan walked over, he was about three feet away from it, maybe in a dream, but he stood beside it in just one step.When he got to the edge, Fu Canghan realized that it was a cub of the human race.

Wrapped in fiery red fox fur, with this popular red tiger hat on his head.The cub looked about four or five years old in stature, and was originally short-handed and short-footed, and was wrapped into a ball. It was God's blessing not to fall while walking on the road. No wonder he struggled in the snow for a long time and buried himself.

Fu Canghan looked around, and there was only a vast expanse of surroundings, not to mention people, not even a bird.Which parents are so big-hearted, they let such a young child alone in this world of ice and snow.

Fu Canghan squatted down, and picked up the baby who had changed his position and continued to "flutter" the snow.The little baby raised his head in a daze, his chubby smiling face was still covered with fine snow, and the snow melted and wet his face.On the small face, it can be seen that the facial features are quite delicate and elegant, and it is not difficult to imagine that it must be handsome after growing up.

Fu Canghan vaguely felt that he had seen this baby before.He reached out to wipe the snow off his face, and the little boy curled his lips and called out in a childish voice: "Master."