Leng Yumo froze and was about to speak.
Her body had already been pulled into a wide embrace, tightly hugging her.
The faint scent of sandalwood entered her nose.
Leng Yumo's heart was beating like a drum, and the corners of her mouth were raised.
The two of them hugged each other tightly, not saying a word.
It was an indescribable moment of peace.
Leng Yumo felt pain in her waist. She grabbed the little monk's hand and pushed him away.
"Hurry up, don't let Young Martial Uncle wait too long."
Jing Yuan had to return to the sect, and Young Martial Uncle had to go to the Xiuxian Continent to deal with, so the two went together.
It sounded like a normal reason.
But Leng Yumo knew it wasn't.
Her Young Martial Uncle had always been a loner and didn't even want to stay in the Xiaoyao Sect.
How could he go together with others?
Even the little monk was gentle and kind on the surface, but he always kept a distance from others.
But even if she had doubts, Leng Yumo didn't ask.
Because she didn't need to ask, she wanted to believe.
Jing Yuan nodded, restrained the reluctance in his heart, and silently turned to leave.
But after three steps, he had to look back.
Silently, he stared at Leng Yumo with a pair of eyes that were purer than black glass.
Why was the floating island so far away from the Xiuxian Continent?
After this farewell, how long would it be before he could see Yumo again?
Would Master agree to his request?
How long could the existence of the Shen Musicians be hidden?
The further away he was, the more panic rose in his heart.
He always felt that this separation was eternal.
He always felt that the luck and fate that God gave him was only for a short moment.
If he could never see Yumo again, how could he spend the rest of his life in this lonely night?
Leng Yumo sighed softly.
Suddenly, her feet moved, and her figure appeared in front of Jing Yuan.
"Little monk, did you do it on purpose?"
The girl's voice was soft, helpless, and doting, with endless longing and reluctance.
A warm, soft, and calloused hand covered Jing Yuan's eyes.
In front of him, it was pitch black, and he couldn't see anything.
He could only hear the girl's slightly rapid breathing and a feather-like soft voice, "I have tried my best to restrain myself, but you still want to arouse my emotions … Little monk, I think a hug is not enough, I also want to take advantage of you, can I?"
Jing Yuan opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something.
The next moment, he felt soft lips on his thin lips.
Boom!
Brilliant fireworks exploded in his mind.
The alms bowl in his hand fell to the ground.
Unbeknownst to them, the little monk, who was wearing a kasaya, had already tightly embraced the blindfolded girl.
Tossing and turning.
That pair of eyes, which had always been clear and bright and seemed to be shrouded in the holy light of Buddha, was now deeply tainted by Gu Yowang.
It could no longer be restored to its original state.
This wasn't frivolity, but … profanity.
And he was willing.
= = =
Luo Yunxiao and Jing Yuan left together.
However, Chi Wen stayed behind.
When Luo Yunxiao wanted to take it away, it clung to Muyan's clothes and refused to let go no matter what.
"Sob sob sob, I'm going to be with Mei Yanyan. Master, can you just let me stay with Mei Yanyan for a while longer? When you're done with your business, come here to pick me up! "
Luo Yunxiao frowned. She really wanted to get rid of this annoying spiritual pet.
But Muyan chuckled and said, "Little martial uncle, you've received so many treasures from me, you wouldn't want to just leave, right?"
After laughing, she restrained her expression and said seriously, "I don't know why you suddenly want to return to the Xiuxian Continent, little martial uncle."
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