After entering Bingxin Pavilion, Jun Wuxie and Mu Ciyin did not alert anyone else.
He doesn't want to waste time on other things now, he just wants to see his woman and son as soon as possible.
In an instant, they appeared on the main peak of Bingxin Pavilion.
This mountain peak is the residence of Mu Ciyin and his direct disciples.
This means that not only Mu Ciyin, but also Mu Xuelan, Mu Yunxi, Mu Yuning, Mu Yurou, Mu Yushu, Mu Yuling, and Qi'an all live on this mountain peak, but they don't live in another one. In the courtyard.
Mu Ciyin's villa was built in an ice valley with the quietest environment on this mountain peak.
It is not all ice and snow. There is actually a cold spring waterfall, which has not frozen at such a low temperature. It flows straight down from the cliff and hits the cold pool, causing waves of cold air.
The valley is full of ice-type trees and flowers, mostly light blue and ice blue, and the whole thing looks like an ice-blue world.
There are not many buildings in Mu Ciyin's courtyard. Apart from the courtyard, there is only one pavilion with a total of three floors.
The first floor of the pavilion was set up as a reception room, where she would occasionally summon senior officials from the sect.
She took him to the second floor of the pavilion, which was her boudoir.
Her room was large and simply furnished. Apart from a soft bed, there was only an ice jade table, a dressing table, and a wardrobe.
Apart from these, there is nothing else in this room.
Standing in this room, looking at the furnishings here, a faint fresh fragrance penetrated my nose.
He was no stranger to this smell. He often had close contact with Master Mu Ciyin, so of course he knew it was the smell on her body.
"This is the room where Master lives." Mu Ciyin pointed to the door next to her and said, "That bedroom will be yours from now on."
"ah?"
Jun Wuxie looked at her in astonishment, "Master wants me to live here? Besides, I won't be able to stay here for long. During these days, the disciples should stay with Xuelan and the others..."
"You can live wherever you want during these days. After I tell you, the sect will move to the Dawn Dynasty, and I will move the entire Bingxin Pavilion there. At that time, you will move in with me and sleep in that bedroom."
Jun Wuxie was stunned. He never thought that Master Mu Ciyin would be like this. Just as he was about to say something, Mu Ciyin interrupted him, "You are the only direct disciple recognized by Master. Of course you should live here. What's the problem? I don't want you to mess around in Bingxin Pavilion. If you play and sing every night in Bingxin Pavilion, it will have a bad influence. Here as a teacher, there are teachers watching over you."
"this……"
"Do you agree or not?"
There was a hint of anger in Mu Ciyin's beautiful, clear and cold eyes like ice and snow.
Jun Wuxie was stunned for a moment. He really didn't understand why she wanted to be so lenient with him and didn't hesitate to ask him to come here and live under the same roof with her.
"All right."
Jun Wuxie sighed and gave in.
Mu Ciyin was very kind to him. Since she asked like this, how could he refuse directly.
Anyway, he won't spend much time in the Dynasty in the future, and even if he agrees to her living here, it doesn't mean that he must stay in Bingxin Pavilion when he is in the Dynasty.
He can stay in the palace when he doesn't go back to Bingxin Pavilion.
"The third floor is a place for retreat and practice. There is nothing interesting to see, so I won't take you to visit. From now on, we, master and disciple, can practice retreat together there."
Mu Ciyin's eyes softened, "Go, go meet Xuelan and the others. On this mountain peak, you can know their location in an instant with your spiritual sense."
"The disciple will go now."
Jun Wuxie said goodbye to her and left in a hurry.
Mu Ciyin came to the window and looked at his retreating back, her cold eyes trembling slightly.
"Is it too much for me to ask him like this? Although he agreed, I don't know if he was angry in his heart..."
Mu Ciyin whispered to herself, admitting that she was selfish in this matter.
She just didn't want him to leave her more and more, so she wanted to keep him by her side. She wanted to cultivate a deeper master-disciple relationship between them, and she wanted him to get used to having a master like her by his side.
She was afraid that his other masters would suddenly appear one day and snatch him away from her.
"I never thought that one day I, Mu Ciyin, would be so worried about gains and losses. Wuxie, you are really the nemesis in my teacher's life. You are so outstanding, how can I let my teacher live without you..."
She sighed quietly, knowing very well that she should restrain this kind of mentality, but she just couldn't do it, and this kind of mentality became stronger and stronger as time went by.
…
The main peak of Bingxin Pavilion is not too far from Mu Ciyin's valley. There is a snow bamboo forest here.
The snow bamboo is crystal clear, and the bamboo joints are like ice jade. The bamboo leaves are blown against each other in the wind and snow, making a sound like the collision of ice crystals, as crisp as the sound of wind chimes.
Deep in this snowy bamboo forest there is an exquisite courtyard and a pavilion.
In the yard in front of the pavilion, under the snowy trees and in front of the ice jade table, a woman wearing an ice blue palace dress is making clothes.
As she stitched and stitched, ice-blue light overflowed from her fingertips and blended into the clothes she was making.
However, she seemed to be very focused on what she was doing, but she would get distracted from time to time. Whenever this happened, sharp ice needles would prick her fingers. She put her finger into her mouth, sucked it slightly with her bright red lips, and then resumed what she was doing.
Those clothes were so small that they looked like they were worn by children.
Jun Wuxie appeared quietly in the snow bamboo forest and watched this scene from a distance.
He had been standing in the snowy bamboo forest for some time, just watching her quietly making small clothes for her son.
However, she was always distracted and distracted, and the sharp ice needles had pricked her delicate ice muscles several times.
Jun Wuxie took a deep breath and walked towards the small courtyard.
At this moment, Mu Xuelan, whose finger was pricked again, had just put the jade finger into her mouth when she felt someone approaching.
Her somewhat dazed eyes suddenly burst into sharp light, and she turned around suddenly. However, the moment she turned around and saw the approaching person, the unfinished clothes and needlework in her hands fell to the ice and snow. among.
She stared at the figure walking towards her, her beautiful eyes as clear as ice and snow quickly filled with tears, and her delicate body trembled uncontrollably.
Immediately, the tears in his eyes slid down his face like ice jade pearls.
She stood up suddenly, held up the hem of her palace dress, ran away, and threw herself into his arms. She hugged him tightly with a pair of arms, for fear that she would lose everything if she let go.
"Xuelan."
Jun Wuxie's heart trembled, and she embraced her deeply, both of them working hard, as if they wanted to rub each other into their own flesh and blood.
He called softly, his voice full of affection and guilt, held her face, lowered his head, looked at her trembling eyes sparkling with crystal tears, kissed her moist eyes, and kissed her face bit by bit. tears.
"Husband, Xuelan misses you so much!"
Finally, she spoke her first words. The moment she said these words, her tears burst out, as if she wanted to vent all the yearning, all the fear, all the grievances and despair she had felt over the years.
"My dear Xuelan, don't cry. It was your husband who was not good. He made you frightened and lonely for so many years. Now it's better. It's all over. We will never be separated again."
He kissed her tears gently and touched her beautiful face lovingly.
"Really? She looked up at Qingcheng's face, looked at him with tears in her eyes, bit her bright lips, and said, "If you dare to leave us like this again..."
"I won't do it anymore, my husband swears, I will never do it again."
Jun Wuxie covered her lips, and he already knew what she was going to say from her determined eyes.
"Really?" Without waiting for Jun Wuxie's reply, Mu Xuelan suddenly burst into laughter, stood on tiptoes slightly, and put her red lips towards her, "Then, please kiss Xuelan~"
At this moment, she didn't look like the holy Mu Xuelan she usually was, but a little woman who acted coquettishly in front of her husband.
"Kiss, husband, you must kiss me enough."
How could Jun Wuxie refuse the beauty's affection and kissed her fiercely.
They express their feelings for each other passionately and passionately.
In this ice and snow, in this snowy bamboo forest where the bamboos are swaying and the leaves are clashing like wind chimes, the environment is extremely cold, but the two hearts are as hot as fire.
The sound of the snow bamboo leaves was clear and sweet, as if they were playing beautiful music for their reunion.
Pieces of snowflakes floated down from the gaps in the bamboo forest, falling on their heads and shoulders, gradually covering them with a thick layer.
The cold snow can't extinguish the fiery love.
After a long time, they separated.
Mu Xuelan's breathing was already a little disordered, Qingshi's face was flushed, and her eyes were so soft that they seemed to drip with water.
"Where's my son?"
Jun Wuxie caressed her beautiful cheek as if caressing a treasure.
"Well, he is training in the secret realm. Yu Ning and the others are guarding him, and Yun Xi is practicing in seclusion."
"Over the years, it's my fault. I haven't fulfilled my responsibilities as a husband, let alone my responsibilities as a father."
Jun Wuxie picked her up, walked to the small courtyard and entered the attic.
"No, you are not allowed to blame yourself. In that kind of environment and era, my husband has done something that no one else can do."
Mu Xuelan regretted that she listened to him and came to the upper world early, instead of accompanying him to fight against the darkness and calm the torrent of the apocalypse.
During that time, she thought he was dead. If she didn't hold Qian in her arms, she didn't know what the meaning of her life would be. The whole world was gray, and only his flesh and blood in her belly gave her something to live on. power.
"after……"
"When we face the torrent of the apocalypse in the future, I will never let you leave again. We will face it together, live together, die together, and never be separated again!"
Jun Wuxie made a promise to meet again today. From her eyes and her emotions, he could imagine how tortured she had been in these years.
Especially in the years after his death, she felt so desperate and painful.
Sometimes, what he wants, what he thinks is good for them, may not be what they want.
"Um."
She smiled, very happily, and nothing reassured her more than these words.
…
In front of the second-floor window of the attic, Jun Wuxie hugged Mu Xuelan from behind. She closed her eyes slightly and leaned against his arms with great attachment.
His breath, his temperature, and his strong heartbeat were all so clear at this moment, no longer like the illusory feeling in a dream.
She really liked the feeling of her whole heart being filled with happiness.
"Xue Lan has heard about my husband's establishment of a dynasty in Qingzhou. Now that the Sacrificial Earth Dynasty is targeting the Dawn Dynasty, I'm afraid more dynasties will pop up in the future..."
Thinking of this incident, she was filled with worry again.
After all, the Dawn Dynasty was a new dynasty. It had only been founded for a few years and lacked any foundation.
The Jitu Dynasty and his ilk were an old dynasty, with a foundation accumulated over a long period of time.
If the Dawn Dynasty is besieged in the near future, how should it respond?
"Don't worry about this. Xuelan just needs to be the little girl of the Lord and God. As your man, the Lord and God, he will have his own way to solve other things. In the lower world, I can calm the torrent of the apocalypse, but in the upper world, how can I solve it? Can’t you still deal with some mere dynasties?”
Jun Wuxie was very confident. He said that these things were all included in his response plan.
In order to reassure her, he told her the current true power of the dynasty, and also told her that he was a Nine Realm Yuanshi Talisman Master at the Hunyuan Saint Realm level.
Mu Xuelan was stunned!
She stared at him with shock and excitement on her face, and was speechless for a long time!
