Did the Palace Master break up with his Taoist companion today?

If an ordinary person dared to speak to Lu Mingyao in such a tone, he would have knelt down on his head to let the other party know who is the superior.Considering that Feng Nie is a recently married 'abandoned husband' who is alone in a vacant house, and he didn't respect him as a palace lord, so he decided not to bother with him.

After Feng Nie hugged him, she didn't do anything more to him.Even his hands are very quiet, they only hold him tightly around his waist, even so stiff that they are unfamiliar.

Lu Mingyao rested his head on his firm shoulder, and saw two squirrel heads protruding from the bushes in the distance, as if he was curious about what the two of them were doing next to each other.

He smiled and asked, "Have you never hugged someone before?"

Feng Nie didn't say anything, it was a tacit agreement.

"That's just right, you can take this opportunity to practice hard this year, so that you won't lose face in front of the little girl in the future." Lu Mingyao said, as if thinking of some beautiful picture, he smiled, "Young master is also fine." .”

Feng Nie frowned: "I don't need it, it's good to be alone."

"Alone is very lonely." Lu Mingyao looked at the squirrels snuggling together in the distance, and said softly, "If there is a chance, it's better to find someone to accompany you."

"Find someone you really like."

After hugging for a long time, Lu Mingyao thought that he should be more or less comforted, and was about to let go, but found that the other person didn't intend to let go.

He smiled and said, "What? Isn't it enough?"

Feng Nie closed her eyes.

Two months of suffering cannot be resolved with a short hug.

As for the solution to Feng Nirvana's problem, Lu Mingyao had a very straightforward idea.Since getting along for a short time is not enough, it is better to get along for a longer time.

Of course, it is impossible for him to stand hugging Feng Nie by the Yaochi all night.

So he chose to take the person back to his bedroom directly.

Outside the hall, many pairs of eyes saw him bring Feng Nie back to his room.He didn't care, after all, the rumors had been formed long before this, and such a special case was just another story to add to their topic.

"I'm very tired, take care of yourself." Lu Mingyao walked into the room, only to find that the person who followed him was still standing at the door and hadn't stepped in for a long time.

He was the one who was about to be intruded into the territory, but the people outside the door were even more cautious than him.

Lu Mingyao narrowed his eyes and said arrogantly: "It's not impossible for you to be my gatekeeper outside."

Face is still more important to Feng Nie, so he finally walked in with a calm face.

Lu Mingyao was already prepared to give up some of the beds to him, but he sat down at the table consciously, looking at this posture, he still planned to sit for the whole night.

"...You and I are both men, as long as you don't mess around, I don't mind you sleeping with me." After a pause, he asked tentatively, "Could it be that you like men?"

Feng Nie was rarely angry at his question, and replied quietly: "I like it, I like it."

The meaning is clear.

Regardless of men, women or ethnic groups, as long as he likes it, he can accept it.

Lu Mingyao stopped making the bed.

The rabbit that had been rolling under his blanket suddenly stopped having fun, poked its head out suspiciously, and its fluffy head just hit into his palm.

He lowered his head and scratched its head lightly with his fingers.

I just feel that Feng Nirvana's thoughts are actually quite clear.In this mixed world, things like emotions... shouldn't be limited.

Lu Mingyao lowered his eyes and carefully smoothed out the last wrinkle of the quilt.

Some people are restricted in their freedom, but their thoughts are so free and open.

And some people, who seem to have endless freedom, are actually shackled by heavy shackles.

"Then you can do whatever you want. If you are tired from sitting and don't want to lie down here, there is also a soft couch next to you." Lu Mingyao washed himself up a bit, cleaned himself up, and then went to bed to rest.

Only at this time, he is so down-to-earth that he doesn't look like a fairy.

Feng Nie looked at the gradually falling curtain of the bed, and extinguished the candle in the room for him.The room suddenly became pitch black, Feng Nie narrowed her eyes slightly, her breathing unconsciously eased.

It wasn't long before Lu Mingyao came to Immortal Palace, but every corner of the room was already filled with his breath.

Just being there makes him feel at peace.

However, I don't know if it was because of the presence of other people in the room today, Lu Mingyao's subconscious mind was not used to it after all, and he didn't sleep very peacefully.

Feng Nie was separated from him by a certain distance, and could sense the uneasiness in his sleep.

This uneasiness stirred his emotions in the quiet dark night, making him unable to choose to ignore it.

When Feng Nie walked to the bed, she realized that there was still a milk rabbit lying on Lu Mingyao's pillow.It looks exactly the same as the one he crushed into shredded paper in Pingling Mountain, but it is not the same.

Compared to that puppet-like death, although this one is obviously not a real living thing, it has a strange spirituality with a hint of life.

Feng Nie stared at Lu Mingyao's slightly frowned brows for a long time, and finally, without knowing who she was compromising with, she held Lu Mingyao's hand.

A light orange warm light shines from their intertwined palms, turning into a soothing spiritual breath and intertwining with the fresh air on Lu Mingyao's body, soothing all discomfort for him.

Until the light of the spiritual breath technique dissipated, the people on the bed were no longer entangled in nightmares.

The hands that were clasped, but not yet loosened.

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"...Palace Master, did you not hear what I said again?"

When she woke up in the morning, Feng Nie had already left.Bai Songhe hurriedly came outside his bedroom, but failed to catch him.

Until just now, he was still confirming his condition, fearing that they would do everything they should or shouldn't do in one night.

Lu Mingyao rubbed his forehead and replied, "Don't worry, I didn't do anything, I didn't do anything."

Bai Songhe said in a complicated mood: "...No, I want to report to you the situation of the monk who was rescued."

"His mental state has not improved so far, even Jim Mochen's persuasion is useless, and he has been refusing to take the medicine for a long time. His health is very bad, Yuan Dan is seriously damaged, as told by the Yaoxian Palace, if this continues, his immortal body may not be able to support it. Live and perish.”

After finishing speaking, seeing that he didn't reply, Bai Songhe worriedly said: "Palace Master, have you not rested these days? Is there something else on your mind?"

In fact, Lu Mingyao had a good rest last night, but it was a bit difficult to concentrate on doing things recently.

"It's nothing." Maybe there are too many things to worry about these days.

Bai Songhe stared at the man in white waiting outside the room with itchy teeth: "Master, if someone affects your work and rest, you have to tell me, I will definitely make the decision for you!"

Lu Mingyao didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "No one affects me."

After finishing his work, Lu Mingyao purposely went around to the other courtyard vacated for the monk, and saw several fairy palace protectors standing outside the door with melancholy faces, and one of the fairies came out of the room in a mess.

Jimochen stood indifferently among the crowd, looking at the room with calm eyes, it was impossible to tell whether he was worried or not.

"Palace Master." Seeing him approaching, Jimo Chen bowed his hands to him, "Please worry about it."

"Since he chose to give up himself, there is no need to keep him." Jimo Chen said ruthlessly, "If the Palace Master agrees, I will immediately remove the people from the courtyard."

Obviously, he is not a very patient person, and he will not condone people pushing their noses.

Before Lu Mingyao could answer, the person silently following behind him suddenly said, "Let me try."

Feng Nie said in a deep voice: "The Feng family is good at calming the mind and calming the mind, which can calm the maniacs and relieve out-of-control emotions."

Lu Mingyao asked, "How sure are you?"

Feng Nie glanced at him and said, "If he hasn't returned to normal after that, it can only be said that he is playing tricks."

— This level of confidence.

It was rare for Jimo Chen not to stop him.

After all, everyone has heard about the Feng Clan's secret technique.In the past, most of the monks who were insane or suffering from insanity would seek help from the Feng family, and they could indeed heal people.

It's just that the Feng family has always been very proud and has a very picky vision. Not everyone who comes to them is willing to help.Getting them to agree to save someone is harder than crossing a catastrophe, let alone open their mouths.

Obviously, Feng Nie would say that she wanted to help out of Lu Mingyao's face.

Jimochen just didn't understand why Feng Nie would do this troublesome thing for Lu Mingyao.

Lu Mingyao followed Feng Nie into the room, and the pale young man on the bed started to hug his head and shout again when he saw them.

Feng Nie walked to the bed and knocked the person unconscious without saying a word, and the strength of that hand seemed to be quite heavy, so heavy that Lu Mingyao was afraid that he would smash the fragile body of the person directly.

"Noisy." Feng Nie said, as if explaining her behavior to him.

Lu Mingyao was thoughtful: "Now that you're in, what are you going to do?"

Lu Mingyi, who was dazed by him, happened to be lying on the bed with his back to them.Feng Nie did not answer Lu Mingyao's question directly, and directly stretched out her hand to cast a spiritual spell on the man's back.

The light of the spiritual spell was very faint, and it didn't even take much time to end, but he could still feel that the spiritual energy consumed by the spell was actually very high.

It wasn't until Feng Nie withdrew his hand after casting the spell that he replied without changing his face: "Just do it."

"Oh——" Facing Feng Nirvana, Lu Mingyao's elongated ending sound was habitually lazy, "It turns out that you don't have to hold hands to do it."

Feng Nie: "..."

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