Saint Emperor Devourer of Heaven

After entering Ice Heart Pavilion, Jun Wuxie and Mu Ciyin did not alert anyone else.

He didn't want to waste time on other things right now, he just wanted to see his women and son as soon as possible.

In an instant, they appeared on the main peak of Ice Heart Pavilion.

This mountain peak was the residence of Mu Ciyin and her personal disciples.

This meant that not only Mu Ciyin, but also Mu Xuelan, Mu Yunxi, Mu Yuning, Mu Y柔, Mu Yushu, Mu Yuling, and Qi An all lived on this mountain peak, but not in the same courtyard.

Mu Ciyin's courtyard was built in the most secluded ice valley on this mountain.

This place was not all ice and snow, there was even a cold spring waterfall, which did not freeze under such low temperatures, falling straight down from the cliff and crashing into the cold pool, stirring up bursts of cold air.

The valley was full of ice-attribute trees, flowers and plants, mostly light blue and ice blue, making the whole place look like an ice-blue world.

There were not many buildings in Mu Ciyin's courtyard, besides the courtyard, there was only a three-story pavilion.

The first floor of the pavilion was arranged as a reception hall, presumably she would occasionally summon some high-level members of the sect here.

She led him to the second floor of the pavilion, which was her boudoir.

Her room was very large and simply furnished. Besides a soft bed, there was only an ice jade table, a dressing table, and a wardrobe.

Besides these, there was nothing else in the room.

Standing in this room, looking at the furnishings here, faintly, a trace of fresh fragrance penetrated into the nose.

He was no stranger to this smell, he often came into close contact with his master Mu Ciyin, so of course he knew it was the smell from her body.

"This is the house where the teacher lives." Mu Ciyin pointed to the door next to her and said, "That bedroom will be yours from now on."

"Ah?"

Jun Wuxie looked at her in astonishment, "Master wants me to live here? Besides, I won't be staying here for long. These days, I should be staying with Xuelan and the others…"

"These days, you can live wherever you want. When the sect moves to the Dawn Dynasty, I will move the entire Ice Heart Pavilion over there. At that time, you will move in with me and sleep in that bedroom."

Jun Wuxie was stunned. He never expected that his master Mu Ciyin would do this. Just as he was about to say something, Mu Ciyin interrupted him, "You are the only personal disciple I have recognized, of course you should live with me, is there a problem? Lest you run wild in Ice Heart Pavilion. It would be bad if you sang and danced every night in Ice Heart Pavilion. With me here, I can keep an eye on you."

"This…"

"Do you agree or not?"

There was a hint of anger in Mu Ciyin's ice-clear and cold beautiful eyes.

Jun Wuxie was stunned for a moment. He really didn't understand why she wanted to control him so much, even wanting him to live under the same roof with her.

"Alright."

Jun Wuxie sighed, he gave in.

Mu Ciyin was very good to him, since she asked like this, how could he directly refuse.

Anyway, he wouldn't be staying in the dynasty for too long in the future, and even if he agreed to her living here, it didn't mean that he had to be in Ice Heart Pavilion when he was in the dynasty.

He could live in the palace when he didn't return to Ice Heart Pavilion.

"The third floor is where I retreat and cultivate, there's nothing to see, so I won't take you to visit it. In the future, we masters and disciples can retreat and cultivate there together."

Mu Ciyin's eyes softened, "Go, go see Xuelan and them, they're on this mountain peak, with your divine sense, you can know their location in an instant."

"Then this disciple will go now."

Jun Wuxie said goodbye to her and then left in a hurry.

Mu Ciyin came to the window, looking at his departing back, her cold eyes trembled slightly.

"Am I being too much to ask him like this? Although he agreed, I don't know if he's angry in his heart…"

Mu Ciyin whispered to herself, she admitted that she was selfish in this matter.

She just didn't want him to leave her more and more, she just wanted to keep him by her side, she wanted to cultivate a deeper master-disciple relationship between them, she wanted to make him used to having a master like her by his side.

She was afraid that his other masters would suddenly appear one day and snatch him away from her.

"I never thought that Mu Ciyin would one day be so worried about gains and losses. Wuxie, you are really the nemesis of my life. You are so excellent, how can I leave you…"

She sighed faintly, knowing very well that she should restrain this psychology, but she just couldn't do it, and this psychology became stronger and stronger with the passage of time.

…

The main peak of Ice Heart Pavilion is not too far from Mu Ciyin's valley. There is a snow bamboo forest here.

The snow bamboo is crystal clear, the bamboo joints are like ice jade, and the bamboo leaves are blown by the wind and snow, colliding with each other, making a sound like ice crystals colliding, crisp like the sound of wind chimes.

In the depths of this snow bamboo forest, there is an exquisite courtyard with a pavilion built.

In the courtyard in front of the pavilion, under the snow tree, in front of the ice jade table, a woman wearing a long ice-blue palace dress is making clothes.

Between each stitch and thread, light of ice-blue overflows from her fingertips, blending into the clothes being made.

However, she seemed to be very focused on doing the things in her hands, but she would be distracted from time to time. Whenever this happened, the sharp ice needle would pierce her finger. She put her finger in her mouth, sucked it slightly with her bright red lips, and then started doing the things in her hands again.

Those clothes were very small, and it was obvious at a glance that they were for children.

Jun Wuxie appeared silently in the snow bamboo forest, watching this scene from afar.

He had been standing in the snow bamboo forest for some time, just quietly watching her make small clothes for her son.

However, she was always distracted and unable to concentrate. The sharp ice needle had already pierced her delicate ice-肌玉指 several times.

Jun Wuxie took a deep breath and walked towards the small courtyard.

At this moment, Mu Xuelan, whose finger had been pierced again, just put her jade finger into her mouth when she felt someone approaching.

Her somewhat dazed eyes instantly bloomed with a sharp light, she turned around abruptly, but at the moment of turning around, seeing the moment the approaching person, the small clothes and needlework that had not yet been completed in her hand fell to the ice and snow with a snap.

She stared at the figure walking towards her, her ice-clear beautiful eyes quickly filled with tears, and her delicate body trembled uncontrollably.

Then, the tears in her eyes slid down her face like ice jade pearls.

She suddenly stood up, lifted the hem of her palace dress, ran wildly, threw herself into his arms, and held him tightly with a pair of arms, tightly, for fear that loosening her hand would lose everything.

"Xuelan."

Jun Wuxie's heart trembled, hugging her deeply, both of them using a lot of force, as if to knead each other into their own flesh and blood.

He called softly, his voice full of affection and guilt, holding her face, lowered his head, and under the gaze of her trembling eyes flashing with crystal tears, kissed her wet eyes, bit by bit kissing away the tears on her face.

"Husband, Xuelan misses you so much!"

Finally, she said the first sentence. The moment she said this sentence, her tears burst, as if to vent all the longing, all the fear, all the grievances and despair of these years.

"My good Xuelan, don't cry. It's all my fault, husband, for making you worry, for making you lonely and lonely for so many years. Now it's all right, it's all over, we'll never be separated again."

He kissed her tears lightly, stroking her stunning face with pity.

"Really?" She raised her stunning face, looked at him with teary eyes, bit her bright red lips, and said, "If you dare to leave us like this again…"

"No, husband swears, never again."

Jun Wuxie covered her lips, he already knew what she was going to say from her resolute eyes.

"Really?" Without waiting for Jun Wuxie to answer, Mu Xuelan suddenly burst into laughter, tiptoed slightly, and sent her red lips up, "Then husband kiss Xuelan a little ～"

At this moment, she was not like the holy Mu Xuelan on weekdays, but a little woman who was coquettishly acting spoiled in front of her husband.

"Kiss, husband wants to kiss enough."

How could Jun Wuxie refuse the deep affection of a beauty, and kissed her hard.

They passionately and passionately released their feelings for each other.

In this icy and snowy world, in this snow bamboo forest where the snow bamboo swayed and the bamboo leaves collided like the crisp sound of wind chimes, the environment was extremely cold, but the two hearts were as hot as fire.

The sound of the snow bamboo leaves was crisp and beautiful, as if playing a beautiful movement for their reunion.

Snowflakes fell from the gaps in the bamboo forest, falling on their heads and shoulders, gradually covering a thick layer.

The cold snow could not extinguish the fiery love.

After a long time, they separated.

Mu Xuelan's breathing was already a little disordered, her stunning face was flushed, and her eyes were so soft that they seemed to be able to drip water.

"Where's our son?"

Jun Wuxie stroked her beautiful cheeks as if stroking a treasure.

"Well, he's tempering in the secret realm. Yuning and the others are guarding him, and Yunxi is in retreat."

"These years, it was my fault, I didn't fulfill my responsibility as a husband, and I didn't fulfill my responsibility as a father."

Jun Wuxie picked her up, walked towards the small courtyard, and entered the pavilion.

"No, people don't allow you to blame yourself. In that kind of environment and era, husband has already done what everyone else couldn't do."

Mu Xuelan regretted that she had listened to him and came to the upper realm in advance, and did not accompany him to fight against the darkness and end the world's floods.

During that time, she thought he had fallen. If she hadn't been pregnant with Qi An, she wouldn't have known what meaning there was in her living. The whole world was gray and white, and only the flesh and blood in her belly gave her a little motivation to live.

"In the future…"

“Facing the cataclysmic torrents again, I will never let you leave my side. We will stand shoulder to shoulder, face everything together, live together, die together, and never be separated again!”

Jun Wuxie made this promise. Reunited today, he could sense from her eyes and emotions how much torment she had endured over the years.

Especially during those years when he was dead, how much despair and pain she must have suffered.

Sometimes, what he wanted, what he thought was good for them, might not be what they truly desired.

“Mmm.”

She smiled, a radiant smile, for nothing could bring her more peace of mind than these words.

……

In front of the window on the second floor of the attic, Jun Wuxie embraced Mu Xue'lan from behind. Her eyes were gently closed, leaning against him with utter devotion.

His presence, his warmth, his powerful heartbeat, were all so clear at this moment, no longer the illusory sensation of a dream.

She loved this feeling of having her heart filled with happiness.

“Xue'lan has heard about her husband establishing a dynasty in Qingzhou. Now that the Jitu Dynasty is targeting the Dawn Dynasty, I fear more dynasties will emerge later on…”

Thinking of this matter, she was filled with worry again.

The Dawn Dynasty was, after all, a newly established dynasty, only a few years old, lacking a solid foundation.

Dynasties like the Jitu Dynasty were old and established, with a foundation accumulated over long years.

If the Dawn Dynasty were to be besieged in the near future, how should they respond?

“Don't worry about these things. Xue'lan only needs to be a good little woman of her Jun God. As your man, Jun God will naturally find a way to solve other problems. In the Lower Realm, I could quell the cataclysmic torrents. Now that I'm in the Upper Realm, can't I handle a few dynasties?”

Jun Wuxie was very confident. He indicated that these matters were all within his plans.

To reassure her, he told her about the true strength of the dynasty and also revealed that he was a Mixed Origin Sacred Realm level Nine Realms Primal Inscription Master.

Mu Xue'lan was dumbfounded!

She stared at him with shock and excitement, unable to speak for a long time!