Immortals come on the moon

Shen Yingxue hugged the boy tightly when she heard the words, touched the boy's brow with her fingertips, and said in a gentle voice, "With Master here, there will be no such day."

"Shanshan, don't think about it," Shen Yingxue's eyes were all on him, "The nightmares are all fake, don't you think it's all right now?"

"Master is right here, and will always be where you can see it."

Song Minhuan's gaze stayed on Shen Yingxue's face. He heard the words "um", and slowly loosened his grip on Shen Yingxue's skirt. Before he could recover, he was hugged horizontally.

"Master—"

"Just call me next time, and I will go there right away," Shen Yingxue looked down at him, "Just now there was a sound transmission paper crane coming over, so I went out for a while."

Shen Yingxue said so, and took two steps forward, the scene in front of her eyes changed, and the two of them arrived in the hall.He was placed on a soft couch, and warm fingertips touched his ankles.

"Master, I can do it myself," Song Minhuan struggled twice, but couldn't break away from Shen Yingxue's palm. Shen Yingxue held his ankle and sat aside to help him put on the snow-white shoes and socks.

Hearing Shen Yingxue's explanation, he reacted belatedly. He was too anxious when he woke up just now, and ran out with his clothes disheveled. Fortunately, Lin Huafeng only had the two of them now.

Shen Yingxue's fingertips were slightly hotter than his skin, she patiently helped him put on his shoes, tidied up his clothes, and tied her black hair behind her back.

He looked at the lotus pattern on his cuff and asked, "Master, will it take a long time for the evil energy in my body to go away?"

Yesterday, Shen Yingxue let him soak in the cold spring, presumably to suppress the evil spirit in his body, his eye pain might also be related to the evil spirit infestation.

Is Shuozhou's Black Dimple Knife really that powerful?

Song Minhuan had doubts in his heart, blinked his eyes, and saw things clearly in front of his eyes, completely without the blur and pain before, as if the sudden plunge into the darkness before was an illusion.

"It shouldn't take too long." Shen Yingxue tied his black hair behind her back with a black lotus-patterned headband, and replied, "Soaking in the cold spring is also good for your cultivation."

Shen Yingxue: "Yesterday, Shanshan agreed, and soaked for two hours a day. I can't go back on this matter."

He promised in the cold spring yesterday?Song Minhuan recalled that he was coaxed by Shen Yingxue to agree, as soon as Shen Yingxue gently told him something, he became dizzy and wanted to hear everything from Shen Yingxue.

Or his mind is not firm enough... But he likes Shen Yingxue so much, how could he not waver?

Song Minhuan was a little distressed at first, but he soon felt relieved. It would be better to get rid of the evil energy as soon as possible, so as not to worry him all the time. If there is a day when he can't see anything...

Unable to hold back this thought, Song Minhuan's eyes fell on Shen Yingxue again, he believed in Shen Yingxue.

"Didn't Shanshan say that he wanted to taste the wine in my palace before, and you want to go to the wine cellar with me later?"

When Shen Yingxue mentioned this, the young man in front of him became visibly joyful, and looked at him with burning eyes.

"I'm with Master." Song Minhuan remembered something, took out the stone and poked it, "Shitou, do you want to drink?"

Shito became energetic in an instant, and said in his mind: "Boy, your master has a lot of good wine, and you will take me to have a look later."

"Okay," Song Minhuan discussed with Shitou, "but you can't drink too much. If you drink too much and go crazy, I'll throw you out."

Shitou: "I drink well, you don't have to worry."

Song Minhuan had his own thoughts in his heart, he said to bring Shitou wine, but he didn't intend to take Shitou to the wine cellar.

"I didn't see you drinking too much before." Shen Yingxue glanced at the dusty sword, "I didn't teach you much about formation and swordsmanship, but I learned how to drink."

Gongzi Lan: "..."

Song Minhuan followed suit, poking Shi Shi's sword, "If you hear me, you can't teach me something."

"It's not impossible, it depends on my mood in the future." Gong Zilan said lazily, and decided to use this to find a boy in exchange for a drink.

"Then you wait here, I will go with Master."

Song Minhuan hadn't been to Linhua Hall a few times before, and he didn't know it very well.

He followed Shen Yingxue to the courtyard, and found a dark grid covered by green bricks on a courtyard wall.Behind that is a door covered with moss, which looks like it hasn't been opened for a long time.

Shen Yingxue covered the moss with his fingertips, and there was a red lotus pattern engraved there. He tapped it, and said to the young man behind him: "The enchantment here has already recognized the owner of you. If you want to drink it in the future, you can drink it yourself." I can come and get it."

The color of the red lotus gradually became brighter, the ancient stone doors slowly opened to both sides, the wine cellar was shady, Shen Yingxue led him, and the night pearls on the walls of the places they passed naturally lit up.

Song Minhuan became happy when he heard the words, and gave a cheerful "hmm", and was surprised after entering.

There are various wine jars piled up in front of him, and there are several gaps in the wall. The dark wine jars are lined up in a row. Wrapped around several times.

Most of them are wine jars, and there are also some exquisite gold and silver jars with different names.Spring in the house, throat of flames, pear blossoms, snow in spring, durian blossoms... Drunken spring and autumn.

Song Minhuan's eyes fell on the altar of "Drunken Spring and Autumn", and he felt that if the wine cellar came here, he would never want to go out again.

"Master, have you tasted the wine here?"

"Never." Sensing his gaze, Shen Yingxue said to him, "The ones over there are all strong alcohol, if you get drunk, if you choose, you can choose the ones here."

Song Minhuan nodded. He picked and picked in the wine cellar, looked back and forth, and picked out a jar of "Pear Blossom Brew", "Master, I want this."

When Shen Yingxue was not paying attention, he took an extra jar of "Drunken Spring and Autumn", planning to use it to set stones.

"Master, the wall is cracked, I will repair it for you later."

Song Minhuan touched the wall of the wine cellar, and his fingertips touched a piece of ice. The cracks on it were not deep. He went to the back mountain to find some spirit mud to paste on it.

"Shanshan, look," Shen Yingxue touched the wall, the cracks on the wall disappeared, and the surface returned to its original smoothness.

There was curiosity in Song Minhuan's eyes, he obviously wanted to learn, Shen Yingxue held his hand, and Shen Yingxue pressed his hand against another crack in the wall.

"This way... use formations to make them up together."

A white light emerged, and Song Minhuan understood how Shen Yingxue did it, "I see, Master is so amazing."

"Is that so?" Song Minhuan held the wine jar with one hand, and put the other hand on the crack in the wall, and it turned into a smooth wall after a while.

"Shanshan is very talented," Shen Yingxue rubbed his head, with a gentle smile in his eyes.

Song Minhuan didn't care about Shen Yingxue rubbing his head, he looked at his fingertips: "This spell is easy to use and can save a lot of trouble."

He followed Shen Yingxue all the way, and he was a little curious about what he saw in the yard. There was also a pool of red lotus planted by Shen Yingxue in their yard.

He and Shen Yingxue were reflected in the green water of the pool. Song Minhuan was standing beside the lotus pond. It was not summer, but the red lotus was still blooming brightly, with the petals spreading out layer by layer, luxuriant and fragrant.

There was a red lotus close to him. He reached out and tried to touch it. The petals of the red lotus seemed to be plated with gold. He gently stroked his fingertips, and the petals moved slightly.

He withdrew his hand, Honglian seemed to be a little reluctant, floating on the pool water, looking a little wilted.

Song Minhuan felt as if he could see what Honglian was thinking, he smiled and said, "I'll come and see you tomorrow."

Hearing his words, Red Lotus came back to life, and the leaves turned around in the pool, as if very happy.

"Master, can it understand me?"

Song Minhuan approached Shen Yingxue, and he looked back at the red lotus in the pond, as if he was still looking at him.

"There is my spiritual consciousness in the red lotus, do you think I want to see you every day?"

That's how it turned out. Song Minhuan counted the red lotuses in a pool, and he laughed, "Every red lotus has the master's spiritual consciousness? Isn't there a lot of masters... one, two, three, four, There are a total of twelve masters."

Shen Yingxue paused and said, "One is not enough, how many more do you want?"

"As long as there is only one master, and the spiritual consciousness of the master is not the master, the master is unique."

Song Minhuan hugged the wine jar and looked at Shen Yingxue. He answered subconsciously, his eyes were bent, and there was a soft smile on the corner of his lips.

Shen Yingxue on the opposite side said nothing for a long time, stared at him for a while, then suddenly laughed, and said in a low voice, "Shanshan, come here."

"Huh?" Song Minhuan turned his head, and he looked into Shen Yingxue's eyes, filled with tenderness.

The warm lips touched the corners of his lips, and Shen Yingxue's fingertips covered his eyes. The kiss was gentle at first, but after coaxing him to respond, the kiss became violent.

The man restrained himself with an unconcealable possessive desire, as if he wanted to devour him, his movements were gentle and gentle, afraid of hurting him, but he couldn't help but be rough with him.

Song Minhuan was still holding a jar of wine, and there was pain in his neck, his fine white teeth bit Shen Yingxue's fingers helplessly, red plum blossoms bloomed on his neck, he didn't understand why Shen Yingxue was like this... let him There is no way.

"Shanshan, you have a good mouth... hmm?"

"Kiss you twice and you're about to cry...why are you so squeamish?"

"Shanshan," Shen Yingxue always called him softly, her eyes darkened, her magnetic voice carried a little sigh, "Why... are you so attractive."

Song Minhuan leaned against the courtyard wall to relax for a while, he didn't know that a casual sentence he said could stimulate Shen Yingxue.When Shen Yingxue let go of him, he subconsciously stepped back a few steps, covered his mouth and glared at Shen Yingxue.

His eyes were fierce, with a little displeasure.

Shen Yingxue held the wine jar and moved her fingertips slightly, her face was still gentle, and said in a low voice: "Shanshan, I can't hold back."

Seeing Shen Yingxue admitting his mistake like this, he warned in his heart that the man's words cannot be trusted, the tip of his tongue is still numb, and he snatched the wine jar from Shen Yingxue's arms.

Originally he was walking in front, but Shen Yingxue followed behind him, and he slowed down again, waiting for Shen Yingxue at the same place.

Song Minhuan hugged the wine jar, but he was still reluctant. He touched the back of Shen Yingxue's hand with his fingertips, and said in a low voice, "Then try to bear it in the future, and if you can't bear it, you have to tell me in advance."

"Don't suddenly kiss me so hard."