Master Shizun wants to force marriage?

The maid quickly brought a pair of chopsticks and added some dishes.

Yan Tong glanced at those dishes, raised his eyebrows slightly: "You asked the cook to add it?"

Bucai's maid lowered her head and said respectfully: "I tell the lord, it was ordered by Heng Jun Xianzun earlier. He said that the lord likes these dishes the most on weekdays. If the lord stays for dinner one day, he will serve them. These few dishes."

Yan Tong looked at Ji Heng, who lowered his head and was spooning soup clumsily.

Are you just waiting?

He never said he would have dinner with him.

"Go down." Yan Tong said silently for a while.

The maid stepped back, and Ji Heng brought the ladled soup in front of him: "If you like it, drink some soup first to warm your body."

Yan Tong didn't nod or refuse.

Ji Heng took it for granted and started eating by himself.

Yan Tong watched him eat quietly. Except for the ones Yan Tong liked, he took a chopstick with each dish, no more than one mouthful, and no less than one mouthful. He even drank only a small half of the soup.

When he first called Ji Heng as his teacher, Yan Tong thought that Ji Heng was not picky about food.It was only later that I found out that this person was carrying it.Don't look at every dish has a bit of it, but Ji Heng has a habit, if he likes the dish, he will put it in his mouth directly, and if he doesn't like it, he will put it in the bowl first, take a bite of the rice, and then eat it in the bowl dishes.

Yan Tong knew this and thought he knew Ji Heng well enough, but he never found out that Ji Heng never ate his favorite dishes.If there is something he likes on the dinner table, Ji Heng will definitely put it on his side, and he will leave it to Yan Tong without moving his chopsticks.

"The soup is getting cold." Seeing that he never moved his chopsticks, Ji Heng lowered his eyes sadly, put down his chopsticks and said softly.

Yan Tong paused for a moment, took a sip of the bowl of cold soup, then picked up chopsticks to pick up some vegetables into the bowl, and took a few mouthfuls.

With the stalk of rice in his throat, Yan Tong lowered his head and felt depressed for a moment, his throat rolled, and he swallowed with some difficulty.

Ji Heng blinked, and looked at him a little helplessly: "...don't worry."

Yan Tong looked up at him: "Let's go, go to the Soul Refining Pool."

Ji Heng nodded, got up and walked out with him.

The two walked to the Soul Refining Pool one after the other.

Except for the first time, Ji Heng was always sober when he was recovering.When he arrived at the soul refining pool, he took off his clothes and sat in the pool.

...Although he also felt that it was a bit embarrassing to share a bath with his "unmarried wife", but he really didn't want to drag his wet clothes back every day.

A few days ago, Yan Tong simply turned his back.One of them is sideways, the other is carrying their backs, and their fingers are intertwined.

But today Ji Heng took off his clothes and sat by the pool, Yan Tong, who was already in the water, did not turn his back.

Although it was not the first time that the two faced each other frankly, it was the first time they looked into each other's eyes.

Ji Heng's face became inexplicably hot.

Xuan Zhen's words had a great impact on Yan Tong, and he actually had a lot to ask Ji Heng.

But Ji Heng is not sober now, it is useless to tell him, it is impossible for him to explain clearly.So at the dinner table, although Yan Tong had a lot of thoughts, he didn't say a word.

But now he couldn't hold it anymore, he thought, even if Ji Heng can't understand now, after a while he wakes up, he will understand what he said.

So he decided to babble to himself for a while.

As soon as he turned around, he saw that Ji Heng's legs had just submerged in the water, followed by his thin waist and porcelain white chest, and he sat slowly while holding the stone wall with both hands.

Yan Tong was stunned for a moment, then raised his head suddenly, meeting Ji Heng's eyes, both of them were a little surprised.

Yan Tong lowered his head quickly, and said unnaturally: "Hand."

Ji Heng stretched out his hand subconsciously, Yan Tong grabbed it as if covering up, interlocked his fingers, and drove his two spiritual currents into Ji Heng's body familiarly.

Although Ji Heng has adapted to Yan Tong's simple and crude way of healing, but being broken into the inner mansion is really... He couldn't help but snorted softly.

The voice was very small, but Yan Tong could still hear it.

The hand holding Ji Heng tightened slightly, Yan Tong closed his eyes, and he didn't care whether Ji Heng could listen or not, and started talking on his own.

"...Do you still remember Xuanzhen? Today he came to the Palace of Everlasting Regret."

Ji Heng seemed to have listened, and opened his eyes with a frown. Yan Tong increased the strength in his hands, and said in a deep voice, "Concentrate."

Ji Heng: "..." Did he listen or not?

After Yan Tong finished speaking, he waited for Ji Heng to re-enter the state before continuing: "He said...you were not the one who dug out my heart that day, and he also said that you sealed Wuqi into the thunder formation."

Ji Heng's eyelids trembled, Yan Tong stroked the back of Ji Heng's hand reassuringly, and Ji Heng settled down again.

Yan Tong paused for a while, looked deeply at Ji Heng's closed eyes and somewhat indifferent eyebrows, and slowly said: "Also said, you didn't expel me as a disciple."

Ji Heng was at a critical moment, and he didn't know how many words he heard. After Yan Tong finished these two sentences, he didn't hear Ji Heng speak for a long time.

After a while, Yan Tong laughed lightly, shook Ji Heng's hand, and said in a difficult voice, "... Is that really the case? In ten years, you didn't only hate me, did you?"

Ji Heng still didn't speak.

Yan Tong looked at him, stretched out his hand and gently pinched his earlobe, and said softly: "Ji Heng, whether you, the immortal, like it or not, I have to make a decision on my own."

He smiled, and continued: "Yan Tong, a disciple of the Wuwen Palace in Qingqiongding, I forgive you."

After saying this, Yan Tong was suddenly relieved.

He's really asking for very little.

He didn't hate Ji Heng for sealing him into the demon abyss because of his dirty flesh and blood.One of them is the supreme immortal, and the other is a half-demon, half-demon monster.

Yan Tong knew that his flesh and blood disgusted even his own parents, let alone Hengjun Xianzun, the leader of the righteous way?For the sake of morality and righteousness, it is not too much for Yu Gong and Qing Ji Heng to do so.

He doesn't complain.

In Yaoyuan's hundred years, what Yan Tong hated was that Ji Heng completely disregarded Nian's years of separation between master and apprentice and cut open his chest, believing that his hands were stained with blood.

But it turned out that Ji Heng didn't cut his heart away, and didn't believe in false rumors without agreement.

It's just because the law of heaven and justice have drawn a clear line with him, and he doesn't complain.

He knew that, at least, during those ten years, he was not the only one who took it to heart.

Yan Tong told himself that he can't be too greedy, this is enough, he needs to understand Ji Heng's difficulties.

Even if he can't go back to the past, he is satisfied.

Yan Tong's request is so simple, he just doesn't want to confront Ji Heng tit for tat, and treat him as an enemy.

He doesn't hate Ji Heng anymore.

When Ji Heng recovers from his injury, send him back to Qingqiongding, and let him guard his justice if he wants to.Yan Tong thought, after he avenged himself, he would never leave the Demon Realm again.

We will never see each other again in this life.

He obediently stayed in his kennel, and only wanted to be his lord of the Demon Realm, not to defile Ji Heng's way.

Yan Tong's heart was sore and sour, full of joy and sadness at the same time, he looked at Ji Heng, although the corners of his eyes were drooping, the corners of his mouth were indeed slightly curved.

He became preoccupied with thoughts, but Ji Heng suddenly grabbed Yan Tong's hand tightly, his whole body began to convulse, and soon his body slipped into the pool uncontrollably.

Yan Tong was startled, he didn't care much, quickly cut off the spiritual flow, rolled up the clothes on the shore, grabbed Ji Heng's waist from the water with one hand, put the clothes on Ji Heng's body with the other hand, and hugged him up.

Ji Heng's hands and feet were still trembling uncontrollably.

Yan Tong frowned, wrapped his clothes tighter, picked him up again, lightened his feet, and returned to the side hall after a while.

The two maids were cleaning the house, and they were startled by Yan Tong who suddenly came in. Seeing Ji Heng holding a pale face in his arms, the two hurriedly saluted and went to help make the bed, and asked Yan Tong to put Ji Heng in his arms. Put it on the soft bed.

Seeing the two maids frantically wiping Ji Heng's sweat, Yan Tong waved the two of them away irritably, took the handkerchief for him, and while wiping the cold sweat on Ji Heng's forehead, he said in a deep voice, "Go and get the Zhen Lingzhu." .”

Zhen Lingzhu?Isn't that a taboo of the Lord?Rumor has it that the one in the apse stayed behind...

Although the maid was shocked, she still didn't dare to hesitate, and hurriedly retreated to get the town spirit bead.

After a while, the maid came up with a crystal clear square box.

Yan Tong took the box, stroked the cold surface with his thumb, glanced at Ji Heng who was frowning slightly, and opened the box.

A thumb-sized blood-red bead lay quietly in the box with a faint halo.

Zhen Lingzhu is the heart that was cut out of Yan Tong's chest a hundred years ago.

Yan Tong thought that it should have been destroyed or taken away by some wicked people for cultivation, but he didn't expect to find this town spirit bead in Yan Xunyi's ice coffin a hundred years later.

There was also a small note inside. Yan Tong remembered that it was Yan Xunyi's handwriting, and there were only three short and unclear words on it: I'm sorry.

Yan Tong gently squeezed Ji Heng's mouth open, and then stuffed Zhen Lingzhu in.

After a while, Ji Heng really stopped trembling.

When Ji Heng's situation stabilized slightly, Yan Tong calmed down and began to sort out what happened in the past few days.

Ji Heng's health has obviously started to improve, why is there such a situation?

Yan Tong's spiritual flow flowed into Ji Heng's body, as if filling a bottomless pit.In the past two days, Yan Tong only thought that Ji Heng was losing too much money. Although the effect was slow, Ji Heng was indeed improving.

But according to the current situation, it seems that this is not the case.

Because of Yan Tong's intervention, the consumption of spiritual flow in Ji Heng's body seemed to be more intense.

But Ji Heng is under his nose every day, and he is still unconscious at the moment, what are these spiritual currents used for?

You know, these spiritual currents are enough to support a huge magic circle.If Yan Tong came in person, don't talk about the formation, even creating an illusion that can trap 72 immortals is more than enough.

Magic circle... Illusion...

Yan Tong suddenly looked up at Ji Heng.

How can it be?

Yan Tong shook his head vigorously, what were he thinking?What Xuanzhen said to him today made him have such delusional thoughts?

Ji Heng is a cold-hearted and cold-hearted Hengjun Xianzun, even if he takes into account the ten-year relationship between master and apprentice to leave room for him, it is absolutely impossible to do anything out of the ordinary.

Yan Tong woke up and laughed at himself.

"My lord, the scorching Gu has sent Xuanzhen back to the Blue Dome." The scorching Gu's voice sounded from outside the palace gate.

"Come in." Yan Tong paused for a moment and said in a deep voice.

Zhuo Gu walked in after a while, followed by Bai Xun, who had the same expression as ordinary people, and the two came to Yan Tong, bowed down together and said: "My lord Wan'an."

Yan Tong glanced at Bai Xun with complicated eyes: "Get up and talk."

The two stood up and looked at him.

When Burning Gu saw Ji Heng on the couch, he was obviously taken aback for a moment, and then frowned.

Yan Tong squinted at him, and warned in a cold voice: "I advise you not to think of him."

Burning Gu paused, glanced unwillingly at the person on the couch, gritted his teeth and said, "Yes."

Yan Tong looked at him coldly as if examining him, and said after a while: "Let's talk about the current situation of the Qingdome first, and then tell me what happened to the Qingdome in the past hundred years."

Burning Gu lowered his head, clenched his teeth tightly: "Yes, Lord."

The author has something to say: 1. It's not a slag Gongjian Shouwen, Shizun and Tongtong love each other from beginning to end, it's just because of some things that hinder it.

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