Immortals come on the moon

It's fine to let him leave, even if he's not by that person's side, as long as he can look at that person from a distance, that's enough.

His way?Haunted by an evil curse, his life is not long. The sacrificial victim of the evil spirit, he has been dragged into the abyss in the dark.

He can only walk this road alone, and he cannot implicate Shen Yingxue.

Song Minhuan's mood gradually calmed down, maybe he won't live for too long, and he can't stay with Shen Yingxue for the rest of the time.

Without him, Master would be much more relaxed, and he would be fine all the time. Mingyue should have stayed in the sky, and he shouldn't have pulled her down from the altar.

What he has to do now is to return Mingyue.

A door appeared in front of him, and there was light in the door. He stood in front of the door and walked in without hesitation.

The sight in front of him became clearer, Song Minhuan opened his eyes, and what came into view was Shen Yingxue's face. Seeing that he had woken up, the other party clenched his fingertips tightly.

"Shanshan, do the tendons still hurt? Is there any discomfort?"

Song Minhuan shook his head. He sat up, but his ears were still buzzing, and his eyes were still hurting.Enduring the pain, he asked, "Master, how many days have I slept?"

"It's been 23 days since you fell into a coma."

Actually slept for more than 20 days?He felt as if less than a quarter of an hour had passed in the sea of ​​consciousness.

Shen Yingxue stayed by his bed these days, looking a little more haggard than usual, holding his wrist with her fingertips, using her spiritual power to probe his veins.

"It's Master's fault. You shouldn't be allowed to go there alone that day."

At that time, Shen Yingxue was probably stopped by the formation, Song Minhuan probably knew, his heart moved slightly, with a forced smile on his face, "Master, how can I blame you for this? Don't blame yourself, it's my own problem, and we It's not a loss...at least we know Lan Su's identity."

It was obvious that he was too weak and his strength was too far behind. Shen Yingxue could protect him once or twice, but he couldn't protect him for a lifetime.

Shen Yingxue stared at him, with some emotions in his eyes that he hadn't seen before, slowly let go of his hand and said: "Lan Su is one of his avatars, I used a tracking technique on him before , although he has already noticed it, but he has also sensed his current position."

Let him know the location... He will definitely give the other party a big gift.

Song Minhuan: "The head of the sect must be disappointed...how is Jun Yunjin?"

"Jun Yunjin was killed by the waiter, and died in an explosion. It looks like it was caused by madness."

It just looks like, if you look for a more powerful elder, you can tell that someone deliberately lured him into a madness.

Jun Yunjin waited for 3000 years to enter the fairy gate for the belief in his heart, but now he was killed by his own god himself. I don't know if he would feel worthless if he knew the truth.

"Shanshan, you don't have to worry about the affairs of the sect. With me and the sect leader here, you drink the medicine first."

Now that he can see things with his eyes, three bowls of concoction are placed in front of him, the color of thick fresh blood, stained with blood, now that he knows that it is Shen Yingxue's blood, how can he drink it?

But if he didn't drink it, wouldn't Shen Yingxue's hard work be in vain?

Song Minhuan asked, "Why did it become three bowls?"

There are usually two bowls, but these three bowls are thicker than usual, and the blood is probably only a lot more.

He looked at Shen Yingxue, it was obvious that Shen Yingxue's complexion was not very good, she was paler than before, but her face was still soft, and she brought the medicine in front of him.

"Master is afraid that something is wrong with you. Drinking an extra bowl will not do you any harm. If you find it unpleasant, you can eat candied fruit later."

It was bad for him, Shen Yingxue said the same thing last time, after that he changed from drinking one bowl to two bowls, which meant that Shen Yingxue had to put an extra bowl of blood every time.

He noticed the dark marks on Shen Yingxue's cuffs, which were not obvious.He felt a dull pain in his heart, listening to Shen Yingxue's gentle voice, he drank the medicine in one gulp.

For three whole bowls, the smell of blood in the concoction was many times stronger than usual. What he drank in a trance was not the concoction but fresh blood, and the smell of blood was between his lips and teeth.

"Just now you saw something in the sea of ​​consciousness, but what's not happy about it?"

Song Minhuan didn't know why Shen Yingxue asked such a question. He shook his head and said in a low voice, "I'm not unhappy. I felt that Master was guarding beside me. I was anxious to wake up. It took me some time to come out."

"Master hasn't rested for so many days, are you tired? Don't worry about me, I'm fine."

Song Minhuan took a piece of candied fruit himself, and he stuffed it into his mouth, and also took a piece for Shen Yingxue.

"Recently, you don't have to go to the Jiange anymore. I will teach you formation and swordsmanship in the palace."

"Okay," Song Minhuan rolled his eyes, "Before Elder Zhao said that I don't need to go there, it's fine to be in the hall, but then Master can't go out often, you have to stay with me in the hall."

"If I go out, I will take you with me."

Shen Yingxue stroked the hair on his sideburns with her fingertips, looked at him intently, and said in a soft tone, "Don't believe Shijun's words, Master will not let you have trouble."

"No matter what happens, Master will stay by your side, Shanshan don't have to be afraid."

"I'm not afraid," Song Minhuan felt his nose ache. He knew that Shen Yingxue would never break his promise, but when he remembered what Gong Zilan had said, his heart seemed to be stabbed by a sharp silver needle.

"With Master here, I will not be afraid of anything."

He hugged Shen Yingxue, taking care to avoid Shen Yingxue's wound, "I will follow Master from now on, and I will go wherever Master goes."

"Okay," Shen Yingxue touched the young man's wrist again, checking the young man's pulse every once in a while, for fear that something might happen to him.

"Master, do you want to rest?" Song Minhuan looked out the window, it was still night, even if their cultivators didn't have to sleep, it was extremely exhausting to stay by his bedside for more than 20 days without sleep.

"You come to sleep with me, you don't have to think about anything today, I'm fine, don't worry about me anymore."

He dragged Shen Yingxue and dragged her onto the bed, he leaned over to smell Shen Yingxue's skirt, and then immediately moved away.

"Master, it's been a few days since you used the cleansing technique, your body stinks," Song Minhuan said, "Master's body used to smell fragrant."

Hearing this, Shen Yingxue's eyes softened, he stretched out his hand and pressed the person into his arms, feeling the boy struggling in his arms, he really felt that the boy was still alive, and his heart was falling.

Song Minhuan slept for more than 20 days. One thing Gong Zilan didn't tell him was that during this period of time when he was in a coma, he had no heartbeat, body temperature, or breathing.

The man he was holding looked the same as usual on the surface, but in fact, subtle changes had taken place in his heart.

Song Minhuan slept with Shen Yingxue in his arms. He was afraid of bumping into Shen Yingxue's wound while sleeping, so he kept a little distance away. Shen Yingxue would soon pull him back, hugging him and refusing to let go.

He was hooped by Shen Yingxue, the rough palms burned on his waist, making him a little breathless, the other hugged him as if he wanted to rub him into his flesh and blood.

After repeated several times, he didn't bother to struggle anymore, and let Shen Yingxue hug him. He closed his eyes and just fell asleep when Shen Yingxue woke him up again.

Shen Yingxue would touch his wrist, his face, his breath, and his heartbeat every once in a while, for fear that his heartbeat and pulse would disappear.

"Master, are you not sleepy?" Song Minhuan opened his eyes and met Shen Yingxue's eyes in the night.Those are a pair of very good-looking eyes, and they are all about him, serious, focused and gentle.

Shen Yingxue seemed to be very happy holding him, "Yeah" said, "I can't sleep."

"You keep touching me, and I can't sleep anymore." Song Minhuan protested softly.

Shen Yingxue couldn't hear the change in her tone, "Shanshan has been sleeping for more than 20 days."

But he has not fallen asleep in the sea of ​​consciousness. He is indeed a little sleepy now. Maybe staying with Shen Yingxue will make him feel more at ease. He closed his eyes and whispered, "Then you don't want me to find out if you touch me. , I will give you a good touch when I wake up."

Shen Yingxue withdrew her hand when she heard the words: "I won't touch it anymore."

Saying this, after being honest for a while, Song Minhuan felt a touch on his head, and the man was rubbing his head again.

She coaxed him to sleep like a child, called him "Shan Shan" softly, rubbed his head for a while, and gently moved over to touch his lips.

When it was almost dawn, Song Minhuan opened his eyes, and Shen Yingxue, who was holding him, fell asleep.

The man had a faint smell of blood on his body, his face was pale and tired, and his lips were also pale.

Song Minhuan lay on the side watching for a long time, he didn't dare to move, he was afraid that if he moved, Shen Yingxue would wake up when he heard the movement.

He used his eyes to describe Shen Yingxue's face, trying to keep this face firmly in his heart, after looking at it for an indeterminate amount of time, the person he was staring at woke up.

After all, after he left, he might never be seen again.

"Shanshan?" Shen Yingxue's eyes were clear, he held the young man's wrist, and when he woke up, he made sure Song Minhuan was fine before getting up from the bed.

"What time is it outside?"

Shen Yingxue: "It's already time."

Song Minhuan's ink was scattered by his side, he sat by the coffee table, went to Shen Yingxue's cabinet and took out a hair tie, moon white silk with lotus patterns on it.

Before, he only thought that Shen Yingxue liked lotus very much, but he didn't know that Shen Yingxue herself was a red lotus.

"Master, help me tie my hair."

He put the white silk by the table, sat by the coffee table and waited, and took two snacks on the table.

There were no snacks before, Shen Yingxue should have made them in the past two days. He picked them up and smelled them, and they smelled like pear blossoms. Each one was made into the shape of a lotus flower, and the word "good" was engraved on it.

He picked up a piece and took a sip. It was sweet, the aroma of pear blossom spread between his lips and teeth, and there was a slight smell of wine.

The soft hair was held by a cold white and slender hand, Shen Yingxue stood behind the boy, and pulled the boy's hair back together.

"Master, did you do this?"

Shen Yingxue responded, "It's candied fruit, drink medicinal juice to eat, don't eat too much on weekdays, it will make you tired."

Song Minhuan didn't take it seriously, thinking that the plump lotus made by Shen Yingxue was very cute, and he played with it in his hands, but in fact he didn't like these sweet snacks very much, Xiaozhuang liked them a bit.

But Shen Yingxue did it, so he fell in love with it inexplicably.

"Has Master done this before?"

Shen Yingxue paused and said, "No, it's all for you."

The young man's black hair was tied into a ponytail, and the moon white silk was tied on it. There was light coming in through the sandalwood window, and the lines of his side face were soft and bright.

Shen Yingxue lowered her eyes and said, "I thought Shanshan would like it, so I learned how to do it."

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