no thoughts [cultivation]

After several twists and turns today, Meng Yi was already tired.

He slowly stepped into the restriction, squinted his eyes, the corners of his eyes were reddish and his complexion was pale, and he was about to fall asleep just looking at it.

Tong Heng had been following behind him step by step, and when he saw this, he immediately leaned forward so that he could lean on him when he was weak.

Meng Yi leaned on Tong Heng's shoulder, half covered his indifferent eyes, and said softly, "Tong Heng, I'm tired."

Tong Heng nodded when he heard the words: "Sir, Tong Heng has overstepped the distance."

After finishing speaking, he hugged Meng Yi carefully by the waist.

Hugging Mr.'s soft and cool body, Tong Heng recited the meditative formula in his heart, not looking at the faint redness in the corner of Mr.'s eyes, which was completely opposite to the pale skin due to exhaustion. He walked steadily, hugging Meng Yi all the way. Back in the wooden house, he was gently placed on the soft bed.

At some point, Meng Yi had already closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

Afraid that he would not sleep well, Tong Heng muttered "Excuse me", and lightly took off his outer shirt, leaving only the snug and comfortable undershirt.

The body of high-level monks will not be stained with dust, and low-level monks also have various cleaning spells. Therefore, most of the cultivators do not need to take a bath.

Tong Heng took out a low-level cleansing talisman, clamped the yellow talisman paper with his middle finger and index finger, stimulated the spiritual power in his body, and relieved Meng Yi's fatigue and hustle and bustle.

Then, Tong Heng gently took off Meng Yi's shoes and socks. The moment the plain white socks faded, Meng Yi's extremely pale feet were exposed. Perhaps it was because of the coolness of the late weather. , the position of Meng Yi's rounded toes was a little red.

Tong Heng put aside distracting thoughts in his mind, bowed down respectfully, warmed his toes with his hands, and immediately covered him with a brocade quilt.

Meng Yi frowned in his sleep, and turned sideways slightly. The originally loosely tied black hair spread out slightly, and a few strands brushed his cheeks, fell along the contours of his face, and fell gently between his lips.He moved his thin lips lightly, as if biting the strand of black hair on the tip of his mouth.

For a person with a beautiful appearance, even a strand of hair can be plucked into people's hearts little by little.

However, his appearance and demeanor are alienated and lofty, teaching people not to show the slightest blasphemy, and he only dares to stay away from a relatively long distance and stare at him.

The twilight is sinking, casting warm orange-red light shadows in the house.

After a long time, the afterglow of the setting sun dissipated, and half of Tong Heng's body was hidden in the ink.Like a stone sculpture, he stood motionless beside Meng Yi's bed, staring at it for a long time, finally turning all his complicated thoughts into a restrained sigh.

He turned and left the room, closing the door.

One thought.

dare not read.

Can't read.

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On the second day, Meng Yi woke up, sat up, his eyes were full of water, a little dazed, and sat on the bed to let go of his thoughts.

After a long time, he opened his mouth and called out in a very soft and mellow voice: "Tong Heng."

Tong Heng had been waiting outside for a long time, but when he heard Mr. calling, he immediately walked in.

After entering, Tong Heng was a little surprised. In the past when the husband called him, he always looked sober, but now he is not. The husband obviously still has a blurred mood that seems to be asleep.

He didn't know what the husband had done these past few days, but looking at his face, it must be something that would damage his body.

Thinking of this, Tong Heng's originally peaceful heart gradually became rippling.

The strong not only respect, but also protect important people.

He didn't want to know his husband's whereabouts again, and he didn't want to see him being so tired again.

Meng Yi also realized that he was really weak today, but he couldn't take too many blood-enhancing pills, otherwise the deficiency would not be replenished, which might be inappropriate.This originally weak body, after several days of bloodletting, has become exhausted to the extreme. It is no wonder that when he woke up today, he felt that his limbs were weaker than before, his eyelids were so heavy that he couldn't even raise his hand. With effort.

His spiritual power was so tiny that he couldn't use spells to wear clothes, so he had to poke his feet out of the brocade quilt.

Meng Yi sat on the side of the couch, with his calves hanging down the side of the bed, and his head resting on the carved pillars at the head of the bed, supporting his frail body. Then he looked at Tong Heng with a calm expression.

For some reason, Tong Heng didn't dare to look at him, and meditated secretly. He knew that his husband was not strong enough at the moment, so he nodded towards Meng Yigong and said, "Sir, Tong Heng will help you dress."

On weekdays, getting up early and getting dressed is mostly done by Meng Yi himself. Even if his body is disabled, dressing and wearing socks will not have to be done by others. However, he really has no strength at the moment, and there are still important things to do today Informed Yu Tongheng, so Tong Heng had no choice but to answer.

"Well, thank you for your hard work."

"This is what Tong Heng should do."

After finishing speaking, Tong Heng took a step forward, bent his right leg, knelt on one leg, carefully held Meng Yi's feet, and let them step on his left knee. For a while, Tong Heng felt the soft and cool touch on his feet as if through his clothes Passed to the bottom of my heart.

Afraid that Meng Yi's feet would feel cold, Tong Heng didn't dare to waste time, and gently put on the clean white socks that were warmed by him, then bowed and put on his outer shirt and put on his shoes.

The two of them left the house.

The sun was shining outside, and the blue sky was as clear as washing. Meng Yi squinted his eyes to feel the warmth of the sun shining on his face, and walked slowly towards the stone table in the courtyard, where hot meals were placed.

Tong Heng had already covered the stone bench where Meng Yi was going to sit on with an animal hair cushion in advance, so that he would not catch the cold.

After breakfast, Meng Yizheng had something to say when he sensed that the restraint of Jiuqu Peak was being touched.

Tong Heng immediately went to check.

Not long after, Tong Heng came back and said to Meng Yi: "Sir, there is someone outside asking to see you."

"Someone? Who is it?"

Recently, their Jiuqu Peak is really lively.

Tong Heng replied: "Tong Heng doesn't know that person."

Meng Yi heard the words, without any expression, just said: "Let him in."

When that person set up a restriction on Jiuqu Peak, in addition to covering the entire area of ​​the Jiuqu Peak, he also set a rule, that is, as long as the person is within the restriction range, the person whose cultivation base is not as high as his can't Launch an attack on the person with the inscription on his body.

So Meng Yi doesn't care who the person outside is, no matter who is left or right, if they come into this land, they can't do anything to them.

Tong Heng left, and after a while, he came back, followed by a monk.

Meng Yi looked up, but saw that the man was Liu Shi whom he met yesterday.