Martial Supreme Esoterica - C46

The Sword Spirit raised its head to look at the moon. Tonight, the moon was bright and clear, like silver pieces falling down from the sky. It covered everything in the world, making everything seem unreal.

She looked at the moon for a while, then turned her head and thought again about that affectionate and gentle youth. He was handsome, and more importantly, he treasured his feelings.

However, it’s precisely because of this that he couldn’t forget about the Yan Lanyue in his heart, and was unable to accept me because he cherished and loved his feelings.

“The moon is still the same as it was thousands of years ago, and the wind is still the same as it was thousands of years ago. What about it? Could it be that feelings, like they did a few thousand years ago, had given me a brief moment of sweetness and then let me feel the pain and pain of falling into a fiery pit? Could it be that this bliss is just an illusion, that only disillusionment belongs to me? “After thousands of years of playing with the emotions in the world to absorb their energy, I seem to be playing with them, but I am still suppressed by them. It is those invisible emotions that have turned me into a fallen demon spirit.”

“The devil from tens of thousands of years ago, I finally understand. You are not trying to save us, you are trying to enslave us. What we get is not release, but a deeper loss.”

“But the Sword Spirits don’t understand this.”

“But what’s the use of knowing? Can this change? ”

“I was so afraid, so afraid that I would suddenly lose Feng Wu, so I didn’t even dare to ask him the most important question, afraid that if I asked him, he would never treat me well again. Hmph, how small and weak I am! ”

The moon gradually moved towards a different direction. If it had feelings, who knew how it would feel when it saw the frail figure on the lone peak?

The next day, Yan Fengwu walked out of his own cave, rubbed her eyes, stretched her body, and was about to move out when she saw a lonely figure sitting on her lonely peak, looking ahead in a daze.

“Little Meng?” Yan Fengwu walked over and patted the sword spirit on the shoulder.

“Ah!” The sword spirit seemed to be shocked as it turned its head to look at him.

Yan Fengwu felt a cold chill crawl up her shoulders. “You can’t have sat here all night, right?”

Ah!” The sword spirit said, “No…” “Achoo!

Yan Fengwu placed his hand on her forehead and cried out, “Aiya, it’s so hot!”

The sword spirit also suddenly felt a splitting headache as she massaged her forehead and asked, “How did this happen?”

Yan Fengwu said, “You’ve caught a cold.” I see that you didn’t just sit here all night, you even fell asleep here. When I called for you, you had just woken up, right? ”

The sword spirit nodded and was about to speak when another sneeze came.

Yan Fengwu stood up and said, “I remember that there’s still some medicine in my bag. I’ll go and see if I can find some that you can use.”

As he spoke, he turned around and walked into his own cave.

The sword spirit turned around and smirked at the bottom of the lone peak.

An extremely devilish male voice came from behind. “Hehehe.”

The sword spirit was shocked, “Yes, Anxiety Cloud?”

When he hurriedly looked back, he saw that the Sword Spirits were still supporting the woman’s face as they stood behind her. Under the cover of the morning glow, they also appeared to have a misty charm to them.

The Sword Embracing Spirit said, “You’re not, ah, you’ve recovered your consciousness. Breaking the rope is not a difficult matter.”

The Sword Spirits laughed, “You have ‘regained your consciousness’? This sentence of yours is a bit ironic for someone like me who has the face of others. ”

The sword spirit smiled, “Then why didn’t you return to your original appearance?”

The Sword Spirit said, “If you escape the concealment of your physical body, the demonic Qi will not be able to be concealed anymore. At that time, all the cultivators would come to collect you out of a whim in order to accumulate external energy.”

The sword spirit smiled bitterly, “I envy you so much. You don’t need to think about anything. Just think about the dream you have and think about the problems you want to think about.”

The Sword Spirit of the Mourning Cloud also laughed bitterly, “If you really were to say this to me, you would also realize that I’m not doing very well either. No one really understands me. ”

The sword spirit said, “Do you care about the opinions of others as well?”

The sword spirit said, “Because no one understands me, I have no choice but to think about things that I think are beautiful. I wish that everyone would accept this kind of beauty, I can’t find a way to make everyone accept me, so I indulge in my own world. Do you think that I would care about the understanding of others?”

The sword spirit smiled. She did not say anything, but the pain in her head became even more intense.

“What are you talking about?” Yan Fengwu’s voice came from behind.

Yan Fengwu walked over, handed a bottle of pills to her and said, “Take one each in the morning, morning, evening.” I’ll go raise the fire and make you some soup. ”

The Sword Spirits received the bottle of pills, smiled at Yan Fengwu, and nodded.

The Sword Spirits watched the scene with interest.

Yan Fengwu walked to the side of the open space and started a fire. Yan Fengwu walked out and saw Yan Fengwu lighting a fire. He thought Yan Fengwu was going to cook, so he asked him what he wanted to eat today.

Yan Fengwu glanced at him, then said, “You only know how to eat!”

Yanling was stunned.

Yan Fengwu pointed at the fire in front of them, “Take a look first, I’ll go get the ingredients.”

“Hmm?” Yan Ling was stunned, “Medicinal ingredients?” “Is someone sick?”

Yan Fengwu didn’t say anything as he walked straight into the cave. Yan Zhaoge sat down in front of the bonfire, casually sowing the firewood.

The Sword Spirits stared at Yan Fengwu’s back in a daze.

The Sword Spirits from the Mourning Cloud came over, pointed at Yan Ling and said, “This one is more handsome than the other, while the other one is more handsome than this one. When you look at that one, your eyes are shining.”

The Sword Spirit was stunned for a moment before her face immediately turned red, “What are you talking about? What do you mean by ‘this’ and ‘that’?”

The Cloud Sword Spirit giggled but did not say anything.

After a while, Yan Fengwu brought out some herbs and a clay pot, saying, “If you can’t find the medicine jar, then use a clay pot instead.”

Yan Ling looked at his hands, “You want to cook indigowoad root and loquat? Is someone cold?”

Yan Fengwu said, “Nonsense, why don’t you cook it for us to eat!” After fiddling with the fire for a while, he retrieved some water and set up the claypot.

He first boiled the water, then took out a fist-sized jug from his chest and opened its lid. At the side, Yanling could smell the intoxicating fragrance of flowers, “Wow, it smells so good. Let me take a look!”

Yan Fengwu took the jar into her arms, “Honey, what’s there to look at?” He then took out a large bowl and filled it with hot water. He scooped up two tablespoons of honey from the jar and stirred it before the sword spirit, “Drink it and you will feel better.” Then he took off his robe and draped it over the Sword Spirit’s body, “I’ll perspire later, don’t catch a cold.”

The sword spirit gently sipped a mouthful of honey and felt that it was sweet and soft in her mouth. She could not help but take a few sips with her lips, as the sweetness remained between her teeth. She could not help but say, “It tastes really good!”

The Sword Spirits extended their hands and asked for the bowl. “Let me try it.”

The sword spirit pushed his hand away. “Try something!”

The sword spirit’s mouth twitched. “How petty.”

Yan Feng Wu had placed a jar of honey next to the bonfire, and was secretly looking at Yan Feng Wu, who was joking with the Sword Spirits, and secretly opened the jar. Yan Feng Wu saw the jar of honey with the fire, and secretly glanced at Yan Feng Wu, who was chatting with the Sword Spirits, and secretly opened it. “That brat must have brought this along to please little sister Leng Yue.”

Thinking of this, Yanling took advantage of Yan Fengwu’s inattention to scoop up a big spoonful of honey and put it in his mouth. Yan Lingling took advantage of Yan Fengwu’s inattention to scoop up a big spoonful of honey and put it in his mouth.

In just a short while, the sword spirit had already finished drinking a large bowl of honey water, and was covered in sweat. It felt very warm all over its body, and it wanted to take off the robe and give it back to Yan Fengwu.

Yan Fengwu insisted that she wear it.

The Sword Spirit said that she was a bit tired.

Yan Fengwu brought her back to the cave to rest. She felt that the cave was cold and damp, and said that she would build a fire in the cave to make it warmer. She would soon feel cold.

The sword spirit smiled and said, “Just hug me and I won’t be cold.”

Yan Fengwu smiled, “I’m not hugging you right now.”

The sword spirit frowned, “What did you say?”

Yan Fengwu said, “Because your body is still Sister Yue’s. If I want to hug you, I want to hug your real body.”

The sword spirit smiled brightly, “You… “What do you mean?”

Yan Fengwu sighed, “I was just joking.”

“Oh!”

“Have a good rest.”