Haimu didn't let go, just treating it as another kind of practice.
Haimu took a deep breath, stretched out his arm, gently hugged Xiao Yue's shoulders, and whispered softly: "Silly boy."
But is he doing it for cultivation, or is he trying to find an excuse for himself?
Maybe even Haimu himself doesn't know.
Xiao Yue seemed to be obsessed with this embrace, her red cheek rubbed against Haimu's left atrium, and listening to his powerful heartbeat, it seemed as if time and space had stopped.
At this moment, they only have each other in their eyes, hearts, and hands, and there are no longer any distracting thoughts.
Love is a word.
I don’t know when the seeds were planted, and I don’t know when they started to sprout.
But once it sprouts, it is like a vine.
No matter how you prune it, it cannot be completely cut off.
What's more, the plant of love is so beautiful, who can really have the heart to fight it off?
She is as calm as a sea tree and as tough as Xiao Yue, but she is reluctant to cut it off.
Because sometimes love is more powerful than Hua Gong Powder.
The effect of Hua Gong Powder is only to temporarily remove cultivation, but love can invade and corrode people's hearts.
Time limit: permanent.
Xiao Yue no longer remembers when she planted this seed.
It seemed that when I was six years old, I saw the man in front of me for the first time and heard his voice, and I felt at ease.
It seemed that when he was most disappointed, his smile seemed to clear away all the gloom.
It seemed like that time when she thought her life would end and leave this world forever, that figure suddenly stood in front of her.
Or maybe it’s the feeling of wanting to see him smile every day.
Xiao Yue couldn't explain clearly.
Anyway, she couldn't be sure before.
Now she has thought clearly, her heart is filled with this man named Haimu.
No matter who he is or who he is.
Even if he is not a human being, she only has him in her heart, and she can no longer pretend to be anyone else.
At this moment, the seeds of love in Xiao Yue's heart had already sprouted, and now that they touched the nourishing soil, they grew even more rapidly.
Lush and beautiful.
It's so beautiful that it makes people enchanted, and like a moth to a flame, they want to protect it at all costs.
Although Haimu didn't say anything more, he never let go.
This one action is the best answer.
Xiao Yue knew that her heart was not unresponsive.
Haimu also understands that he can never escape his feelings.
Although cultivation is important.
Cultivation of the mind is difficult.
But he didn't want to hurt Xiao Yue's heart.
He would rather spend more time to calm down later, he would rather give up the opportunity rather than attack the loose bottleneck, and he would even rather risk the regression of his cultivation just to have the memories of this moment.
He doesn't want to let go, this is his choice.
There is no right or wrong, only choices.
No matter how much we have to bear, we just need to hold each other's hands and feel each other's temperature and heartbeat.
That's enough.
After this hug, midnight passed again, and the light of dawn and sunrise shone through.
The figures of the two people were lengthened and lengthened again, and the direction was right in front of Haimu's eyes.
Looking at the slender figures nestling together as if they were one body, Haimu's eyes flashed with a trace of confusion, a trace of struggle and a hint of sweetness.
It would be great if it could stay like this forever Neither of them could bear to let go of each other's body, as if they would be lost forever if they let go.
Neither of them wanted to speak, because without starting, they could enjoy each other's embrace.
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Once they spoke, their thoughts would be brought back to reality, the gap between master and disciple that seemed to be insurmountable forever.
In the Nine Realms, the relationship between master and disciple is like that of father and son.
Although they are not related by blood, they are connected by the inheritance of the master.
This kind of relationship is better than that of father and son.
No matter how open the dual cultivation relationship is, even if the master uncle and master nephew can be together, master and disciple can never be together.
Once the master and the disciple are together, they will not be tolerated by the world.
The love between master and disciple is even more unacceptable than the love between man and beast between Bai Yemen and Lan Fenghuang.
So if they really want to be together, they are destined to face unpredictable pressure.
These pressures are not just for the two of them, but will also affect all their relatives and sects around them.
Therefore, she is as tough as Xiao Yue and dare not speak easily.
She can only keep this intention in her heart.
As long as they both understand it, there is no need to have the same identity.
As long as they have not taken the last step of the body, the world will What excuse is there to criticize?
From moonrise to moonset, from sunrise to noon, and from noon to sunset, the two of them were not separated for a moment.
There was no exchange of words, and even the movements remained unchanged.
The place they were at was the highest point of the Beast Control Peak.
Generally, only Haimu, Xiao Yue, Xiao Qi and Lin Wangyou were qualified to reach it.
Other handymen and even spirit beasts would never go here.
Now that Xiao Qi and Lin Wangyou have gone to Muyun Kingdom and the other to Beast Control Sect, naturally no one will bother them.
Seeing that another moonrise was coming, Xiao Yue's aura became increasingly chaotic.
His body was getting hotter and hotter.
Although Haimu's body also felt hot, it was not as bad as Xiao Yue's.
Xiao Yue's heat was an obsessive heat.
Although Haimu was also fascinated by this gentle touch, he had to let go: "Yue'er, you are hurt."
"I'm fine."
Xiao Yue said stubbornly but with some gentleness.
Haimu gently moved Xiao Yue's shoulders, lifted her head up, lowered his head to look at her, and couldn't help but feel heartbroken.
Xiao Yue's lips turned white at this moment, her face turned from red to pale, she even sweated a little, and her eyes were abnormally red.
"He said it's okay, go to my place to rest."
Haimu said angrily.
Xiao Yue's eyelids became heavier and heavier.
Although the distance between the two of them was already so close, they did not make any further contact.
Xiao Yue bit her lip, hummed slightly, and fainted.
In a coma, Xiao Yue seemed to feel that her chapped lips due to weakness and injury seemed to be wrapped by something warm and moist, moist and a little numb.
It's just that her body couldn't support it anymore, and she didn't wake up in a daze.
This is the Beast Control Peak, and there is no need to be vigilant in front of her most trusted master.
Until Haimu picked up Xiao Yue's body, he did not use his true energy to control the sword, but walked back slowly and steadily step by step like an ordinary mortal man.
By the time Xiao Yue woke up, two more days had passed.
After Haimu checked Xiao Yue's body, he was so angry that he almost rushed out and destroyed the Tianpuppet Sect.
But he still held back, Xiao Yue was only injured after all, and she could recover quickly after taking the special elixir Lin Wangyou gave her.
Two days later, Xiao Yue woke up and found that her master was not around, and she felt inexplicably flustered.
When Haimu came in with a bowl of porridge, Xiao Yue ignored her injury and pounced on it again.
Haimu held the bowl in one hand and gently held Xiao Yue's shoulder with the other: "Okay, let's eat something first.
If you want to hug me, there will be plenty of time in the future."
"Yeah."
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Xiao Yue felt sweet in her heart, and a touch of light pink finally appeared on her originally pale face
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