"Sir Weishu."

"Meet Master."

Sang Jue was hesitating whether to go back to the cave in the peak or stay in Shixue Palace, and he heard those people greeting Xingguan. She thought, it would be better to stay in Shixue Palace at the top of the peak. If they have something to report, she can deal with it in time so as not to delay.

Thinking of this, she turned around and walked towards the inner hall of Shixue Palace.

She knew that someone had come and still had to avoid him, to put it bluntly, she just didn't want to see him.

When the door was closed and the barrier was opened, Sang Jue wanted to slump on the jade collapse and lay down for a while before practicing.

If you are injured by someone, just be lazy. She will focus on practicing the Purple Mansion World later. She is very tired and will first accumulate energy.

As soon as she closed her eyes, she couldn't help but remember what happened on the grass that day.

At that time, I felt that it was nothing, but every time I closed my eyes for a few days, I felt like I was there.

She couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, but she was helpless because she had never had such an experience in her life, mixed with thrills and excitement, which was unforgettable.

She chose to freeze and calm herself down.

Xingguan followed her and observed for a long time before quietly entering the room. When he saw this, he found that Sang Jue lying on the jade collapsed, he was covered in ice.

He ran over quickly, held it in his arms, brushed her away from the frost, and called her gently: "Sang Jue, wake up."

Sang Jue was covered in ice, cold like ice, and his whole body and his five senses were frozen, and no matter how the outside world could sense it.

Xingguan touched the jade-drenched jade casually. The warm medicine jade was specially used for her to heal her wounds, not the ice-drenched jade-drenched jade, so she was freezing independently.

Why?

Could it be that something happened to the injury?

Xingguan was worried and immediately turned around the person who was holding him in his arms. The two of them had to check in person. If this continues, her body would not be able to bear it.

Relying on the relationship between Taoist couples and their familiarity with spiritual cultivation, he quickly discovered where Sang Jue was.

I saw that Sang Jue was wearing a plain white shirt and leaning against the stairs in the middle of the Haohao Purple Mansion World, next to a small sapling that was only tall, and was leaning against the stairs to rest.

"Sang Jue, wake up."

Sang Jue seemed to hear someone calling her, and opened her eyes in confusion, but looking around, she found nothing.

Perhaps she felt the comfort of the outside world, she turned over and the body of the outside world also moved the same way. She pressed the Xingguan on the jade collapse, and felt comfortable and rubbed it. She opened her arms and hugged it and continued to sleep.

A few days ago, the Xingguan, whose mind was full of dual cultivation, finally pressed down, but now it was teased and burned again, just like his uncontrollable heartbeat. It was obviously pounding in his chest, but it sounded like thunder in his ears.

He couldn't help but deepen the stimulation of his spiritual consciousness, and turned into a gust of wind and suddenly blew up Sang Jue in the Purple Mansion World: "Wake up!"

If you don't wake up, don't blame him for doing something amazing. This time, she will no longer have the chance to break the corner and stop.

As if feeling the big crisis, Sang Jue opened his eyes and his soul consciousness immediately returned to his body. She was stunned to find that she was actually holding someone.

She hurriedly let go of her hand and supported her body. The evil man complained first: "Why are you running into my room? Shameless, get out!"

Xingguan was not willing to leave. His body and mind were already throbbing and he wanted to be comforted. He raised his hand and pulled the person closer. The two looked at each other and asked slowly: "Why do you want to freeze yourself?"

"I..." Sang Jue dared not tell the truth. She only felt that her breathing was burning in the vicinity, her cheeks burned, her mouth was dry and her tongue was indescribable.

Xingguan chuckled, stretched out his hand to touch her hair, and the sword flower that had been used to tie her hair was pulled out and thrown to the bottom. The three thousand black hairs immediately floated away. He clasped the back of her head and whispered: "Are you struggling with me or not? Because the contract says that the day when my soul merges is the time to break the contract, you are reluctant to practice with me for a long time and want to drag it on."

Sang Jue was anxious when he heard this: "I don't think so, don't get me wrong, I just..."

Without listening to her poor explanation, Xingguan used his hands slightly and immediately grabbed her slightly opened red lips and kissed her. The domineering and strong force could not tolerate the other party retreating at all.

Sang Jue's heartbeats like a drum, panic, and he obviously wanted to refuse, but he couldn't help but sink into it.

This time, Sang Jue was confused and responded, which surprised Xingguan. He hugged Sang Jue tightly, held Sang Jue on the back of her head with one hand, stroked her waist with the other, and gently turned it over to press the person under him.

The rare obedience of the person beneath her has greatly inspired Xingguan and she has become more urgently attracted to her tenderness.

Until breathing is rapid, as if you are about to suffocate.

It's so strange. One is a Taoist who transforms the gods and the other is a true immortal. He no longer needs to breathe with his mouth and nose.

Finally, the entanglement between the lips had temporarily stopped, and the gushing burning breath filled the square inch between each other.

If they are drowning people, they will hold each other and keep giving up, as if the other is the hope of their entire life.

"No, okay, let go..." Sang Jue finally couldn't stand it, and turned away from his gaze.

Xingguan was slightly stunned, reached out and brushed away the scattered and slightly wet hair on her forehead, and pecked her eyebrows.

But her eyes were wet, she gave up on herself and cried, "We can't do this, I can't, you go quickly, I don't want to see you anymore."

How could Xingguan leave? He knew her inner entanglement and pain. Perhaps only people like her would feel guilty and uneasy. He couldn't help but comfort him: "You are not healthy now, I won't do anything to you, don't worry."

"But we can't do this, we're wrong." Sang Jue collapsed a little, and a drop of clear tears fell across his fair cheeks, like a star falling, falling on Xingguan's hand.

"We are Taoist couples and lovers, so it's okay." Xingguan held her face in both hands and stared at her, "If you don't believe it, I can prove it to you. The initiative is in your hands. Don't you want to see your true heart?"

Sang Jue also wants to see his heart clearly, but he is just escaping.

She was afraid that she would see herself who was fragile and indecisive and trapped in emotional entanglements. She should be a calm and self-controlled person, dedicated and regretless person.

At this time, it seems that there is no escape.

The world is in danger and the world is dangerous, but she is still so fragile that she dare not face herself and face the other person. What should she do if she faces greater danger in the future?

After a long time, she raised her hand and pressed her hands on his hands. Her eyes that had cried brighter and she said firmly: "Let's practice meditation."

No matter the world changes or their relationship, she wants to be with him, even if she can't become a Taoist couple in the end. What hides her calm face is a crazy heart, not the light and selflessness she imagines, but the selfish entanglement that cannot tolerate others being presumptuous.

Birds of a feather flock together, and creatures divide into groups.

How could Sang Jue, whom the half-day demon's star temple, meets such a glorious and bright moon?

Open your heart, open your spiritual consciousness, interact with the world of purple palace, and blend the soul.

Divine cultivation is like a beautiful dream, and both body and mind fly into heaven.
Chapter completed!