This Lord is Too Cruel: 223 Are you a fancy man?

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"Who?" Feng Aotian looked at Mu Hanjin and asked.

"Gongyi Min." Mu Hanjin replied in a low voice, "The minister suspected that he was related to the demon king a thousand years ago."

"The Devil?" Feng Aotian's eyes sank, and he was silent.

Mu Hanjin looked at Feng Aotian and saw her thoughtfully, and asked tentatively, "The emperor, have you ever had an affair with him?"

Feng Aotian returned to his senses, raised his eyes, and looked at him, "If this is the case, then the Thousand-Year Gu Poison in Gu Yefeng's possession is also related to him?"

"Gu Yefeng was poisoned 17 years ago. At that time, Gong Yimin shouldn't know the prophet, right?" Mu Hanjin couldn't help asking.

Feng Aotian's eyes dimmed. Could it be that she thought too much? But how could he be related to the Demon King? If he can dispel the spell, doesn't it prove that he is indeed related to the Demon King?

"The emperor?" Mu Hanjin called softly.

Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at him, "Otherwise, is there no other way?"

Mu Hanjin's eyes flickered, "You can only start from Nanyu."

"Nan Yu will not obediently tell him the method of opening, but even if he can be stopped, if Gong Yimin really knows the method of breaking, this Nan Hui Guo will be in his hands." Feng Aotian Shen Sheng said, she had an ominous hunch that there must be something she didn't know about, and more importantly, she felt that all of this was Gong Yimin's calculation.

Mu Hanjin hugged Feng Aotian, "The emperor, it seems you need to find him yourself."

Feng Aotian's phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, "He calculated it early in the morning and waited for the master to find him, but if the master goes, something must happen."

Mu Hanjin looked at her, "Then let the minister think about it again and see if he can think of a way to crack it."

"Yeah." Feng Aotian nodded. There is still some time now, and she absolutely can't let him be at his mercy. If this is the case, she is not Feng Aotian, but has returned to the original Li Ying.

"Back then, it was the king and the holy lord that were able to break the problem. The emperor, you are now the holy lord, but unfortunately, the body of the minister now..." Mu Hanjin thought, if it were his There may be a glimmer of hope for the cultivation base plus the Holy Lord.

Feng Aotian looked at him slightly restored to his elegant face, and smiled lightly, "There is always a way."

Mu Hanjin responded with a smile, "My lord, do you really want to stay tonight?"

Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows, bullied himself up, and brushed his fingertips across his chest, exhaling like blue, "Don't you want to let the master stay?"

Mu Hanjin’s jade-like face was faintly elegant, and he wrapped his arms around her waist. "The minister just thinks there is someone waiting for you in the palace. You have been with the minister all day. ."

Feng Aotian raised his hand and pulled Jin up, covering the two of them, and said in a deep voice, "Close your eyes and sleep."

Mu Hanjin just smiled warmly, closing her eyes slowly, feeling the softness in her arms, her heart was filled with the warmth that faded from the cold pool, under the cold pool, he always wanted to **** It is the warmth in her arms, at this moment, he is already satisfied.

At dawn the next day, when Feng Aotian woke up, he saw Meteor sneaking in, standing by the bed, blinking his eyes, staring at her.

"Little Guitou, what are you doing?" Feng Aotian got up, put Mu Hanjin in his arms, and asked in a low voice.

Meteor smiled, leaped slightly, and sat on the bed, raised his head, looking at her, "Holy Lord, last night, Meteor saw the little white snake wake up."

Feng Aotian's phoenix eyes flickered, looking at him, "Do you want the little white snake to come out of the golden scroll?"

"Yeah." Meteor looked at her pitifully, "Meteor hasn't spoken to Little White Snake for a long time."

Feng Aotian's mouth twitched, "Didn't you come here to talk to him often?"

"Hey, that's all Meteor talking to himself." Meteor sighed faintly.

"You don't always like to talk to yourself." Feng Aotian said disapprovingly, "If it comes out now, it will definitely damage its vitality. Even on the day when the golden scroll is opened, it will be difficult to restore its human form."

"Then the Lord will go and see it?" Meteor knew that there was no hope and could only change the subject.

Feng Aotian chuckled, "Master will go later."

"Okay." Meteor jumped out of the bed and left the house in a swift smoke.

Mu Hanjin leaned against Feng Aotian’s arms, raised her eyes, and looked at her, “The emperor, since the little white snake is awake, then you can ask it about the poison of a thousand years ago. Is there a way to do it completely? Ground breaking spells."

Feng Aotian nodded slightly, "Master has this intention."

She immediately got off the bed and helped Mu Hanjin down. After the two of them washed and dressed, they ate breakfast.

Meteor also followed over to join in the fun. After the dog learned that Mu Hanjin was safe, he went to the holy spring pool and left the meteor to the side. No wonder Meteor said this earlier in the morning. The implication is that no one is with him anymore.

Feng Aotian supported Mu Hanjin and walked slowly to the main hall. When she reached the stage of the gods, she saw a golden light glowing from the golden scroll. She raised her hand and brushed the golden scroll with her palm and saw the golden The little white snake in the volume slowly opened his eyes.

Meteor's eyes lit up and he hurried forward, "Little white snake, can you hear me?"

In the golden scroll, the little white snake gradually opened its eyes, and when he saw Feng Aotian, he spit out the letter happily.

Feng Aotian looked sideways and looked at the meteor, "It still has some strength now."

"Yeah." Meteor nodded, and then said, "It has something to say to the Lord."

"Yeah." Feng Aotian looked at Xiaobai Snake, "Master has something to ask you."

The little white snake shook its tail, and Meteor turned his eyes and looked at Feng Aotian, "Little white snake said, there is only one person who can solve the thousand-year poison in this world."

"Who?" Feng Aotian seemed to have an ominous premonition.

"What?" Meteor looked at the little white snake and couldn't help being surprised, "How could it be Gongyimin?"

Feng Aotian seemed to have expected it, and then looked at the little white snake, "Gong Yi Min is related to the Demon King?"

The little white snake looked at Feng Aotian, nodded the snake's head, and Meteor replied, "Yes."

"The curse of returning south to the country can be removed, but there are other ways to do it?" Feng Aotian asked immediately.

Meteor stared at the little white snake and said, "There is another way, that is, to find the place to start the spell, use the blood of the three clans, namely the blood of the holy lord, the blood of the wind clan lord, and the spirit clan The blood of the Lord, plus the blood of the meteors, the blood of the **** dog, the blood of the little white snake, and the most important thing is the blood of the Gongyi Min related to the devil. Before the spell is started, the blood can be poured into it. Temporarily crack the spell."

"In the end, do you still want to let the Lord go to find Gongyimin?" Feng Aotian's eyes condensed, and he said in a deep voice.

Meteor turned his eyes and looked at Feng Aotian, "Little White Snake said, this is all the secret technique of the Demon Race, and it must be to find talents related to the Demon King."

Feng Aotian gave a cold snort, and then took Mu Hanjin's hand, "Meteor, you can chat with Xiaobai Snake, but you can't chat for too long."

"Okay." Meteor responded with a smile, then turned his head and looked at the little white snake.

The little white snake stared at Feng Aotian's departure unsuccessfully.

Feng Aotian held Mu Hanjin's hand and walked slowly into the house. This return to the country can be slow, but Gu Yefeng's Gu poison can't be delayed.

Mu Hanjin knew Feng Aotian's concerns, but now, there is no better way.

Feng Aotian thought for a while, and finally made a decision.

"The emperor, this matter can be slowed down." Mu Hanjin looked at her, "Ye Feng's body can hold on for some more time."

Feng Aotian turned his eyes, looked at him, and said with a small smile, "It's okay, Lord has his own arrangements."

Mu Hanjin looked at her like this, feeling distressed, and took her into her arms, hating that nothing could help her.

Feng Aotian leaned quietly in his arms and said in a low voice, "The one that should be faced is to face after all. Escape will not solve any problems."

Mu Hanjin nodded, "Yes."

For the past two days, Feng Aotian has been with Mu Hanjin. The two have never acted too intimately. One is to take care of Mu Hanjin's body, and the other is that she is indeed inconvenient these few days.

Now, it should be the fourth death. The so-called fourth death is to take the nine most poisonous poisons in the world. The nine most poisonous poisons in the world are poisons that resist the curse toxins. After nine days without being poisoned to death, that is the fourth death.

Mu Hanjin didn't want her to see her taking the poison, and he didn't want her to be distracted, so he urged her to leave the Wind Clan early in the morning.

Feng Aotian understands in his heart that the nine most poisonous poisons in the world can kill Huangquan with just one single taste, and he has to bear nine kinds, which is even more unbearable for ordinary people, but he does not want her to watch , Even if she leaves, her heart will still hold her.

She counted the days, two days later, no accident, Gu Yefeng will arrive in Caiguo smoothly, and she will also leave Qian to go to Wuyue Kingdom.

Mu Hanjin stood at the exit of the Feng Clan, watching Feng Aotian with a slight smile, turning to leave, his elegant face was full of deep reluctance.

Meteor and the dog followed Feng Aotian to leave the Wind Clan, and then returned to the imperial palace. When they stepped into the imperial palace, they saw Lan Jingshu was already waiting for her.

Feng Aotian raised his eyes and saw that he always stood quietly waiting for her, his heart became soft, she was thinking, he has now entered the medicine room and is starting to take poison.

Lan Jingshu could see that Feng Aotian was a little upset. He just stepped forward and gently embraced her in his arms, and said warmly, "The emperor, Han Jin will be fine."

Feng Aotian leaned in his arms, clasped his waist, hugged him tightly, and said nothing.

At this moment, Mu Hanjin was sitting in the medicine room, Qingfeng placed nine kinds of poisons in front of him, and stood aside with her eyes down, obviously not wanting to see what happened later.

Mu Hanjin's complexion was indifferent, raised his hand, opened the nine porcelain bottles of various shapes in front of him, picked up the first one, placed it in front of him slowly, took a deep breath, raised his head, After oral administration, the poison slid into his throat, and he felt a sharp pain. It seemed that thousands of insects poured into his body, biting his body, and he resisted the pain of fainting with a mouthful of blood. Spit out suddenly.

Qingfeng looked terrified, and quickly stepped forward, looking at the black blood spitting out on the ground, "Clan Lord..."

Mu Hanjin just waved his hand slightly, beckoning him to retreat, Qingfeng hesitated for a moment, still resisting the sadness, and stepped aside.

Mu Hanjin's fingertips were shaking, she slowly picked up the second porcelain bottle and placed it beside her mouth, covering her chest with one hand, and holding the porcelain bottle with the other, slowly pouring the poison into her mouth. , Made him commit evil, only felt that a sharp blade pierced his throat and inserted it straight into his heart. This kind of pain was more direct and crisp than that of Shi Cai, which made him spit out another mouthful of black blood, and his lips had already appeared. black.

The third bottle, the fourth bottle...until the fifth bottle, each of them will make people feel painful, as if they had died once, and Mu Hanjin would take all the nine. Today, he has bruises on his face, blood and tears in the corners of his eyes, scarlet eyes, black fingertips, and rashes all over his body. However, he still takes a strong breath, and when he is about to suffocate and faint several times, Survived.

A cold wind blew, but he fell into a warm embrace. He opened his eyes, but he couldn't see clearly, his mind was even more trance, he could only see the magnificent face vaguely.

Feng Aotian was really worried about Mu Hanjin, she still couldn't hold back, and went back.

As soon as he took the first bottle of poison, she hid in the dark and watched, seeing with her own eyes how he took bottle after bottle of poison, how to force it, and how to vomit blood again and again. The ground survived.

Feng Aotian hurriedly sat cross-legged, palms condensed internal strength, pressed against his chest, raised his eyes to look at him, and coldly shouted, "Let me hold on."

Mu Hanjin opened his eyes, and the blood flow in the corners of his eyes turned dark black. He felt a powerful internal force against his chest, covering his limbs. He had a trace of strength and gradually recovered his mind. With this strength, he slowly closed his eyes, put his hands on his knees naturally, guarded his dantian with energy, and raised his luck.

Time passed slowly, so, after another half a day, Feng Aotian felt that his breath was slowly recovering, and he was relieved immediately, and then he clasped his hands. In these few days, someone must come to carry him. Gong heals injuries.

She slowly got up and looked at Mu Hanjin, who was sitting cross-legged. The blood flow in the corner of her eyes had dried up and solidified. There were black blood stains on the corners of her mouth, and there was poisoned blood on the ground. The medicine room was full of blood. The smell of blood made her nauseous inexplicably.

She took a deep look at Mu Hanjin, then turned around, and left the Wind Clan.

When I returned to the palace, I saw Xing Wuyun lying reclining on the soft couch, and from a distance I saw her walking in with a calm face.

"What's the matter with the emperor?" Xing Wuyun did not get up from the soft couch, but looked at her with a casual smile on his mouth.

Feng Aotian sat next to him, with the **** smell of poison mixed in his body. Xing Wuyun also smelled it, got up quickly, lowered his head, and looked at her, "What happened to Mu Hanjin?"

"Can't die." Feng Aotian whispered.

Xing Wuyun could hear that she was in a bad mood, thinking about the people in this world who can affect her heart, can make her show a little bit different emotions, I am afraid it is only Mu Hanjin.

He is jealous of Mu Hanjin, he always feels that he is not as important as Feng Aotian's heart.

Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at him, "Can you recover your internal strength now?"

"Seven seven eight eight." Xing Wuyun said softly.

Feng Aotian nodded slightly, "No wind...When will it be the fastest?"

"Why does the emperor think of him?" Xing Wuyun listened to Feng Aotian's tone, afraid that he understood a little bit.

Feng Aotian whispered, "Master will go to Wuyue Kingdom the next day. These nine days are a difficult time for Han Jin. Master needs someone to accompany him."

"Is there no one from Feng Clan to use?" Xing Wuyun asked dissatisfiedly.

"Who made you not understand medical skills?" Feng Aotian raised his eyes and said coldly, looking at him.

"The minister is going to learn now." Xing Wuyun said smoothly, "If you are in the Wuxie Sect, it will take five days at the earliest, but he left the Wuxie Sect five days ago."

"Huh?" Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at him, "Why did he come out?"

"I want to ask you this." Xing Wuyun stared at Feng Aotian and said.

Feng Aotian heard the meaning of Xing Wuyun's words, "If so, he will be here today?"

"It's here." Xing Wuyun said coldly, "Now in the courtyard."

Feng Aotian got up and started to walk outside the hall.

Xing Wuyun raised his hand and tugged at her sleeve. "Is the emperor so anxious to see him?"

"Well, I want to take him to the Feng Clan." Feng Aotian looked sideways and looked at him, "Why don't you go with the master?"

Xing Wuyun pulled hard again, and Feng Aotian fell into his arms. He turned up and kissed her lips, "The emperor does not intend to eat the minister."

Feng Aotian knew what he was thinking about, but in the past few days, she had no thoughts. After all, the things in front of her were one after another.

Xing Wuyun saw her thoughts, then sat up, got on the soft couch, and walked out.

Feng Aotian hurried forward and shook his hand, "Are you angry?"

"The emperor has been with Mu Hanjin night and night, didn't he do anything else?" Xing Wuyun allowed her to hold hands and walked out step by step.

Feng Aotian squeezed his hand, "So you care about this."

"Yeah." Xing Wuyun nodded, "I can't eat it, it's a great torture for the minister."

Feng Aotian laughed, and took his hand to the courtyard.

Xing Wuyun looked sideways and saw that her gloomy face finally had a slight smile, and the corner of her mouth twitched slightly. In fact, all he wanted was to make her happy.

When the two walked to the courtyard, they saw the snow-white figure unhurriedly drying the medicine, while Meteor looked at him with a beaming smile, very happy.

Xing Wuyun just lay down on the reclining chair, while Feng Aotian stood beside him, "Why come back suddenly?"

Wufeng didn't look at her, but stroked the medicinal materials lightly, and said calmly, "I'm just here to get my own wine. If you don't want to see me, I will leave later."

"Duplicity." Xing Wuyun said with a cold snort from the side.

Feng Aotian smiled, and then said, "Since I'm here, I'll stay longer."

No wind smiled indifferently, "Don't you want to see me?"

Feng Aotian turned his eyes, glanced at Xing Wuyun, coughed a few times, "Master, please help me."

"You are the emperor of Fengqi Kingdom, what are you doing so politely with me, the commoner?" said in a cool tone.

Feng Aotian knew that he was still unhappy about letting him leave last time. She sighed faintly, and without a word, she held his wrist and said, "Go somewhere with the Lord." /

Woufeng shook her hand away, "Don't go."

Feng Aotian raised his eyes and met his indifferent eyes. Only then did he find that he seemed to be haggard a lot in the past few days, and she immediately took his pulse, "Are you drunk?"

"This matter has nothing to do with you." Wufeng waved his hand, then turned around and walked inward.

Feng Aotian followed in a few steps, and when she entered, he slammed the door of the room and saw Wufeng turned his back to her, straightening up his own things.

Feng Aotian stepped forward and stood beside him, "Are you annoying Lord?"

"What is my relationship with you, what are you doing?" Wufeng sneered, "These are the ones I didn't take away last time, and I took them away today."

Feng Aotian knows that if you continue to talk nonsense with him, it will be thankless. The most effective solution is to go directly. She stepped forward, raised her hand, and clicked on his acupuncture path, Taking it into his arms, he kicked the door open with one foot, took his toe lightly, and flew away from the courtyard.

Xing Wuyun was still lying on the recliner, watching the figure leave, and then looking at Meteor staring at the wild fruit wine that had just been dug out. He snorted coldly, "Nothing."

Meteor knew that Xing Wuyun was angry now, and tilted his head slightly, "If you feel uncomfortable, follow it."

"What if I went, I don't know how to do medicine." Xing Wuyun secretly gritted his teeth, knowing that, at the beginning, he shouldn't disobey the old man and learn medicine obediently.

"But you have internal strength." Meteor looked at Xing Wuyun and said, "Now, Mu Hanjin has taken nine kinds of poison in the world. He has to survive for nine days. Not only does he need windless medical skills, but also you Help from within."

"Wufeng's martial arts is not bad for me at all." Xing Wuyun continued, "Even if I go, it is just a drag. My internal strength is restored. I don't have to guard this palace."

"That's the same." Meteor responded in a low voice, holding the wine jar, salivating.

Wufeng knew that Feng Aotian just used the most common acupuncture technique to tap his acupuncture points. Now, he can easily untie him. He leaned against Feng Aotian’s arms, raised his eyes, and looked at her. "Do you think that I can help you?"

Feng Aotian lowered his eyes and looked at him, "Okay, don't be stubborn."

Wufeng shocked with internal force, leaving Feng Aotian’s bondage, backhanded, and embraced her in his arms. The two of them were suspended in the air. He bowed his head and kissed her on the lips. Biting lightly, the force holding her arm became harder and harder.

Feng Aotian opened her eyes wide, staring at the windlessness, and seeing him panting, his whole body exuded not as usual indifferent, but filled with a gloomy coldness, she naturally knew that there was no wind Temper, it seems that he will never let it go this time.

Wufeng felt relieved, and then slowly left her lips, hugged her tightly, and whispered, "Where to go?"

Feng Aotian raised his eyes and stared at him for a long while, "Aren't you the master?"

Windless looked at her sideways, regaining the indifference of the past, "What do you mean?"

Feng Aotian listened to his tone, Shiyou* is true, she sighed faintly, "Master knows his charm is great, but he doesn't need anyone."

An evil smile appeared at the corner of Wufeng’s mouth, staring at Feng Aotian for a long while, "Either you are a friend or an enemy, you choose one."

Feng Aotian listened to the meaning of his words and asked tentatively, "What if it is the enemy?"

No wind smiled indifferently, "That means the fish die and the net breaks."

Feng Aotian nodded slightly, and did not answer, but took him to the Wind Clan. After the two entered the Wind Clan, Wu Feng looked at the scene in front of him. There was no surprise, he was still a group. Calmly.

Feng Aotian looked sideways, looking at him, wondering how many people in this world could be able to be as unsurprising as him? This person's mind is very deep.

Wufeng followed Feng Aotian to the medicine room. When he saw the people sitting in the medicine room, he already understood, "You want me to save him?"

"He has ingested nine kinds of the world's most poisonous, and it will take nine days to survive." Feng Aotian briefly explained why he came here.

No wind nodded slightly, "Then you have to tell me the answer I want to know."

Feng Aotian looked at him, "Are you threatening Lord?"

"If you think so, then it is." There is no wind in white clothes like snow, and there is an unnoticeable light in the brow.

Feng Aotian stepped forward and took his waist. Feng's eyes narrowed slightly, lips curled and smiled, "Don't you regret it?"

"I won't regret it." No wind looked down and met her eyes, still smiling lightly.

Feng Aotian nodded slightly, "Master promises you."

Windless bowed his head and kissed her lips again, just a light peck, and he took her into his arms. In this life, he has never forced anything, let him be willful this time.

Feng Aotian could feel the joy of Wufeng. She raised her eyes and looked at Wufeng. She was dumbfounded for a moment. She told him to leave, but he had to walk in.

No wind let go of her, held her hand, and walked into the medicine room. Just as he walked in, he saw Mu Hanjin leaning forward suddenly, vomiting black blood.

Feng Aotian stepped forward quickly, helped him up, and hugged him distressedly.

Windless turned sideways, looking at the medicine box on the side of the medicine room, then took it over, squatted down beside Mu Hanjin, took out the silver needle, looked at Feng Aotian, "Give him to me. Yes."

Feng Aotian watched him calmly administer the needle to Mu Hanjin, his expression was not sad or happy, as if the excitement that Shicai was holding her did not come from him, the more calm he was. People, the city is extremely deep.

Her eyes sank, such a person would be best for her. If they become an enemy, it will be difficult to deal with.

After applying the needle without wind, he immediately pulled out the silver needle and saw that the silver needle had turned black. He raised his eyes and glanced at Feng Aotian, "You have consumed too much internal energy today. Stay aside. Yes."

Feng Aotian looked at him, "Okay."

Sitting cross-legs in no wind, there was an extra silver needle in his hand. They were pierced into Mu Hanjin's acupuncture points, palms resting on his shoulders, closing his eyes, and doing exercises for him.

Mu Hanjin closed her eyes tightly with sweat beads on her forehead. Feng Aotian took out the silk kerchief and gently wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, then walked aside, lowered her head, and saw the silk on his waist. Pa, it was the same piece she used when she bandaged his wound last time. She raised her eyes and watched his indifferent face. Because of luck, her forehead was also sweaty.

She raised her hand and wiped the sweat from her forehead. How could such a person be moved by her?

About an hour later, when there was no wind, he slowly retracted his palm strength, quickly pulled out the two silver needles stuck on Mu Hanjin's body, and then picked it up with a white cloth and placed it on one side.

He turned his eyes and looked at Feng Aotian, "He should be able to survive tonight."

Feng Aotian nodded, then helped him up, seeing that he was a little weak, "It must be caused by your alcoholism these few days."

"If I can stay drunk, I won't be here." No wind said lightly, letting her hold him, and slowly walked out of the medicine room.

Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at Qingfeng, "Go and prepare a guest room."

"Yes." Qingfeng replied, just talented. He saw Wufeng heal the clan leader with his own eyes. He was truly grateful in his heart and responded quickly, then turned to prepare.

Windless eyes turned sideways, looking at Feng Aotian, "Leave this to me. You can go to work if you have anything. Brother is afraid that you are angry now."

Feng Aotian helped him walk forward, "Master will help you go back to your room to rest. After dinner, Master will leave."

"Okay." Wufeng didn't mind whether she had him in her heart. He insisted on staying by her side so much, just wanting to give himself an explanation. Since he left that day, every day he thought of him It was her figure, lingering, he didn't understand, he was just by her side for a month, why, it was like staying for a lifetime? He has always been sensible, but whenever he thinks of her, he feels uncomfortable. This is a kind of unspeakable miss. He wants to use alcohol to numb himself, forcing himself not to think about her. The alcohol is sad, but it is not the way. The sorrow made him more sober and missed the feeling when he was around her more and more. Then he realized that his heart had been left there for a long time. No matter how hard he tried to struggle, it was of no avail. Since he couldn't take it back. , Then return to her side and guard her, whether she wants it or not.

Feng Aotian helped him into the guest room. Qingfeng had ordered someone to prepare dinner and brought it over. She helped him sit down and put the soup in front of him, "Why do you want to do it like this? Haggard?"

No wind just smiled lightly, picked up the spoon and drank the soup quietly.

Feng Aotian knew that it was useless to say more, she immediately picked up the vegetables and put them in his bowl, and the two of them used the meal quietly.

Xing Wuyun was still lying on the couch, looking up at the starry sky, thoughtfully.

Meteor stayed on one side and watched him sitting like this since the Lord left. Now, he is indeed a little hungry, so he couldn't help but ask, "Aren't you hungry?"

"Are you hungry?" Xing Wuyun returned to his senses, looking at the meteor and asked.

"Well, it seems that the holy lord has been with a beautiful woman, so don't wait here anymore." Meteor said comfortingly, and then got up, "Go and eat."

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