Immortals come on the moon

Song Minhuan went out with two guards, the shackles on his wrists were loosened, and they walked out of the cell through the long corridor, outside were guards wearing white peony robes.

The guard led him into a mansion and stopped at the entrance of the main hall.

"Xianjun is inside, and the two of us will be sent here."

Two guards left him here, the door of the main hall was open, Song Minhuan seemed to be able to see a corner of the black lotus-pattern robe, and he touched his face, which still had the face transformed by Feng Yuan.

But Shen Yingxue would definitely recognize him.

With unspeakable emotions in his heart, he was apprehensive, expectant, worried, and a little moved. These emotions mixed together, and he stepped into the main hall.

Orchid incense was burning in the main hall, and there was a figure at the coffee table by the window.The man was still wearing the black lotus-pattern robe, with a gentle and handsome face. After he came in, his eyes turned from the scroll on the coffee table to him.

Ordinary disciples need to salute when they see Shen Yingxue, Song Minhuan bent down like ordinary disciples, "I have seen the fairy."

The two of them seemed to have not seen each other for a long time, and it seemed as if they were separated but yesterday, the figure and temperament of the person in front of him had not changed, it was still as he remembered.He lowered his eyes, Shen Yingxue didn't let him get up, so he continued to maintain this posture.

He caught sight of a lotus-pattern robe from the corner of his eyes, and a figure came to him from the window in an instant. The man clasped his wrist with his fingertips, and slowly helped him up.

"Don't be too polite."

The skin of Song Minhuan's wrist was warm and cool. He stood up straight, but the other party did not let go. The man still held his wrist, and the thin calluses were burned on the skin, and the force was a bit strong.

He raised his eyes, met the man's eyes, and saw many deep emotions in the black color, which was different from the forbearance of the puppet, but now it is naked and fully displayed.

The meaning of this look is very obvious, and it is obvious that he has been recognized.

"Master..." Song Minhuan opened his mouth, his wrist pulled back, the man paused with his fingertips, and slowly let go of him.

There were two red marks on the thin wrist, Shen Yingxue glanced at it, but couldn't hear the meaning in her voice.

"If I don't order someone to bring you here, will you never come to see me again in this life?"

of course not.

Song Minhuan didn't know what to say for a while, did he want to say that he wanted to see him day and night?How could he not want to... At the Ksitigarbha ruins, after the other party left, when he was practicing swords, when he saw the red lotus candied fruit, when he felt the pain in his sea of ​​consciousness, he couldn't remember anything... Only the face was left in his mind. people before.

Those deep-seated thoughts, the love hidden in his heart, and the pain he endured were filled with the long and difficult days and nights.

It was the person in front of him, supporting him to grit his teeth and endure it abruptly.

If he said no, he would get involved with the person in front of him again, but he... had less than seven years left to live.

He couldn't stay with Shen Yingxue for too long.

It became difficult to answer, Song Minhuan remained silent and did not speak, which was what he meant by default.

The main hall was very quiet, Shen Yingxue waited for a long time, but did not hear the answer from the person in front of him, he looked at the other person calmly, lowered his eyes and said: "This question is difficult to answer?"

"Yes, yes, no, no, why don't you talk."

Shen Yingxue's voice was very soft, even if she was angry with him, her tone was only a little cold, as if she was afraid that she would hurt him because of her uncontrollable emotions.

"Yes." Song Minhuan answered this time.

The other party's eyes fell on his face, Song Minhuan avoided Shen Yingxue's gaze, the corners of his lips were pressed together into a cold straight line, and he asked the question he was most concerned about.

"You...how are your injuries?"

He probably wouldn't tell Shen Yingxue the truth if he asked Shen Yingxue, but he still couldn't help asking.

"No problem." Shen Yingxue replied so coldly, obviously unwilling to say anything more to him.

"You are staying in my palace, there is no way to let you go back now."

Shen Yingxue gave such an order, but without explaining the reason to him, her figure disappeared on the spot in an instant.

After the people left, the hall became deserted.Song Minhuan stood on the same spot, his eyes lowered, Shen Yingxue obviously lived in this hall, the two of them met after a long time... I never thought it would be like this.

Song Minhuan stayed in the hall, he understood what Shen Yingxue said, Shen Yingxue wanted someone from the elders, if he were to be released directly now, it would definitely be difficult to explain, and Lan Huafeng would also ask for an explanation.

So he can't go now.

Gong Zilan said that Shen Yingxue would be in danger these few days, it would be better for him to stay, no matter who came...he couldn't let Shen Yingxue have trouble.

From the window, one could see disciples guarding outside. He stayed here, and he didn't know where Shen Yingxue would go. Judging by Shen Yingxue's appearance just now, he should have left in anger.

It was also like this before, when Shen Yingxue pretended to be a puppet and followed him, when she got angry, she either left by herself or let him go.

Maybe you don't want to see him?The more I look at it, the more I am afraid that I will be more angry. I guess I won't see him again in the next few days.

Song Minhuan thought belatedly, since he wants to protect Shen Yingxue, then if he doesn't see Shen Yingxue for a few days here now... then what is there to protect?

Of course he needs people by his side.

Thinking like this, he felt a bit of a headache, just now he had made up his mind not to get entangled with Shen Yingxue, and now he regretted it so quickly.

Or he could quietly follow Shen Yingxue's side. He got up, but before he stepped out of the palace gate, his body was stopped by an invisible barrier, which he could break through, but he stood still.

He followed Shen Yingxue, Shen Yingxue's cultivation base would only be higher than him, not lower than him, even if he could hide for a while, he couldn't keep hiding, sooner or later he would be discovered.

How could he stay with Shen Yingxue and protect him without showing that he cared about Shen Yingxue?

Song Minhuan felt that he was going to be charmed by him. He put Shen Yingxue's safety first. At this time, he subconsciously ignored that Shen Yingxue's strength was recognized as the number one in the Three Realms. Over the years, I don't know how many people who are not afraid of death want to deal with him. , so far no one has succeeded.

Because he cared too much, he didn't dare to gamble with Shen Yingxue's life, and at the same time he was unwilling to let Shen Yingxue suffer the slightest harm.

Even if it was only possible, he would eliminate the possibility of hurting Shen Yingxue.

What's more, Shen Yingxue has lost her heart lotus now, and her old injury has not healed, so she doesn't know how it is.

Song Minhuan thought so, he sat in the hall all afternoon, and in the blink of an eye, Shen Yingxue still didn't come back.

There were still disciples guarding outside the hall. When he reached the door, he found that the enchantment was gone. He asked the disciples guarding outside the hall, "Where is Xianjun now?"

The two disciples glanced at each other, one of them shook his head, and replied: "We don't know the whereabouts of the lord Xian, but the lord told you before leaving, that you don't have to look at you at night, you can go or stay as you want."

Let him go back so soon?

Song Minhuan had a subtle feeling in his heart. He stood still and disappeared in front of the two disciples.

On the surface it looked like he had disappeared, but in fact he was still in Shen Yingxue Palace.He planned to hide his figure, and followed Shen Yingxue like this for a few days.

With his current cultivation, he could fool Shen Yingxue for a while, if Shen Yingxue finds out... then let's talk about it after he finds out.

He waited in the hall until Xu Shi before he saw anyone.

Shen Yingxue appeared outside the hall, and said a few words with the disciples guarding outside the hall.

"What time did he leave?"

The disciple said truthfully: "That young master left when you was young."

Shen Yingxue had no expression on her face when she heard the words, and returned to the hall. The moment she stepped into the main hall, her figure seemed to pause for a moment.

Orchid incense was still burning in the corner, Song Minhuan hid himself in the dark, he breathed lightly, and his eyes that looked at Shen Yingxue also deliberately restrained a lot.

After Shen Yingxue came back, she first read the books on the table for a while, then meditated for more than an hour, and then went to the secret room.

The secret room is behind the bookshelf, and Song Minhuan followed into it.This place is similar to a cave, with a pool of cold spring inside, he watched Shen Yingxue turn into a red lotus, floating on the cold spring.

The originally scorching red lotus has now become slightly withered. There are many scars on the petals, and the scars on the petals have not healed. The whole flower is very dull, losing its luster and vitality.

The red lotus was soaking in the cold spring, and the wound on it healed and cracked little by little, and the wound returned to its original state again and again.

This cold spring cannot heal its wounds.

Song Minhuan watched from the side, feeling a dull pain in his heart, his eyes fell on the red lotus, and he clenched the sword in his hand.

Wait a little longer... It won't be too long, he will definitely bring the holy water.

The red lotus floated in the pond without any movement, as if she had already fallen into a deep sleep. Song Minhuan had tried it before, and his healing technique was useless.

He hid himself and went to the edge of the cold spring. He wanted to touch it with his fingertips, but when he was about to touch it, he withdrew his hand again and just stood aside.

Seeing that the wound on Honglian's body opened again, Song Minhuan frowned while watching. He stared at Honglian for a while, and found that Honglian hadn't moved, so he tried to reach out and touch it.

When he touched Honglian, Honglian didn't react at all, and his spiritual power accumulated slowly, and he used spiritual power to help Honglian heal the wounds. The situation was the same as before, and those healed wounds soon opened again.

Song Minhuan repeated several times, and patiently helped Honglian heal her wounds over and over again. Honglian stayed quietly in the pool and obediently let him heal her wounds.

When the wound opened again, the petals of the red lotus moved slightly. He noticed it, and the spiritual power of his fingertips dissipated, and he was about to withdraw his hand.

However, before he retracted his hand, the red lotus in the pond disappeared, the man's ink scattered behind him, and there were still drops of water hanging on his chin, and a cold white slender hand held his wrist.

The opponent's force was so strong that Song Minhuan was almost pulled into the pool.

He was still hiding his figure, although Shen Yingxue couldn't see him, but his gaze could be accurately fixed on him.

The emotion in Shen Yingxue's drooping eyes was unclear.

"Aren't you leaving? What are you doing here?"

The voice was light and light, with a gentle voice that was cold, obviously still angry.

He didn't speak, trying to break away from Shen Yingxue's hand, he didn't expect to be discovered so soon, did he know he was there all along?

Seeing that he didn't speak, Shen Yingxue lowered her eyes and said softly, "Shanshan, do you think that if you don't speak... I won't recognize you?"

Song Minhuan: "..."

"Let go first," Song Minhuan said, his other hand wanted to pry Shen Yingxue's fingertips apart.However, before he could break it apart, the man on the opposite side finally revealed his gentle and magnanimous face, holding his wrist and pulling it forward slightly——

He fell into the cold spring uncontrollably, a little water splashed out of the pool, the man's fingertips touched his skin, and the skin around his waist became hot and hot.

They used to toss and turn at night, and Shen Yingxue was very clear about how many sensitive spots on his body and where they should not be touched.

He fell into the pool and choked on the water, coughed slightly, with accusations in his eyes.The thin white fingertips pushed away the person in front of him. Suddenly, he didn't know where he was touched, and his whole face turned red instantly.

A familiar aura enveloped him, and he could completely avoid it with his current cultivation level. He pushed Shen Yingxue's shoulder with a little more force, and Shen Yingxue's face turned pale in front of him.

I don't know if it's just pretending, but if Young Master Lan was here, he would scold the idiot for being so easy to be fooled.

However, as soon as this person met Shen Yingxue, his brain would short-circuit and stop thinking. A certain fool watched Shen Yingxue's face turn pale, only worry and intolerance remained.