Chapter 256: Tender time

Looking at Wangyue Tower, Moxian sat on the side of the bed, looked at Fanyue quietly, and gently stroked Fanyue's hand on her face.
His eyes were full of tenderness. For a long time, he kissed Fanyue's hand and said softly: "Yue'er, I'm back, I finally got Jiufeng's blood.
Yue'er, do you know? The Protoss sent Nighthawk to come to you. In the Valley of Warcraft, I saw his real body. He is a dragon. He took back the Chaos Qinglian for you, and he kept Jiufeng with his real body for you.
Yue'er, who on earth is Nighthawk? Is he your friend? I brought him back to the demons from Warcraft Valley. Even though I knew that he wanted to take you away, I brought him back.
When you wake up, I will give you the right to decide. I have always loved you and kept you in my way. I almost lost you this time. I now understand that the best way I want to keep you is to let you decide to stay.
I understand, if I can't keep your heart, no matter how hard I try, I will still lose you.
Actually, I'm scared, Yue'er, do you know? I am afraid that you will leave me and the demons because of Nighthawk.
I know that if you kill Nighthawk, you will be a hundred, but I can't do it, he worked so hard for you, I can't kill the person who saved you.
I am more afraid that you will be disappointed with me than if you go with him, Yue'er, do you understand? What I am really afraid of is losing your heart.
Yue'er, I was still selfish for you once, and I knew that after getting Jiufeng's blood, Nighthawk would take you away.
In Warcraft Valley, I was injured deliberately, letting Nighthawk get injured in order to keep Jiufeng, so that he could not disturb me to save you with his own blood.
My guess is correct. It turns out that he is also a dragon, and he will save you with his blood. But Yue'er, I don't want to, I don't want to let any man's blood flow into your body.
You are mine, even if my last drop of blood is exhausted, I don't want you to use the blood of other dragons. I love you, even if one day you will leave me, but you will never get rid of me, my blood will follow you to the end of the world.
almost! Yue'er, I have arranged that Nighthawk will never have the opportunity to disturb us again. I will take you to retreat tomorrow and give you Jiufeng and my blood. I haven’t heard you talk to me for too long. laugh.
Do you know how much I miss you? Yue'er, I miss your frowns and smiles, I miss your every move, everything I miss you, even your angry, angry, I like it, as long as you wake up, I am willing to give everything..."

The Pear Flower Valley has been severely restricted by his subordinates. From the outside, the valley has disappeared from sight.
In Zhaoyang Palace, the devil and Yue'er can no longer be found. The demon lord left a will to retreat and practice, and after handing over political affairs to Lingxuan and the elders' meeting, he disappeared without a trace with the woman named Yue'er.
In the Pear Flower Valley, the spring flowers are blooming, the pear flowers are in full bloom, and the scenery is beautiful. The magic string closes the valley, and the day and the Brahma and the moon are kept together to transport her blood and reshape the meridians.
In January, Moxian had given half of his body's essence and blood and spiritual power to Fanyue, together with the essence and blood of Jiufeng, finally repaired the meridians of Fanyue's body.
In the middle of this month, Fanyue was a blessing in disguise and gained half of the power of Moxian, as well as the blood of Jiufeng's monster beast, her aura has begun to be different.
Moxian sometimes looked at her idiotically, imagining how she woke up, her savvy and martial skills, coupled with this kind of combat power, how against the sky!
At that time, even Moxian couldn't easily defeat her. Moxian gave her her own combat power and the power to choose. Mo Xian will never again, nor can she force her, she will freely choose the man she wants, where she wants to stay.
Unfortunately, even though Fanyue's meridians had been repaired, she still did not wake up. Mo Xian knew that her body had no problems, but her spirit could only be recovered by herself.
Bai Qi's dying resentment and the impact of hundreds of thousands of years of accumulated combat power not only destroyed her body, but also smashed into her soul.
Moxian was not worried. From the time he knew about the blood of Fanyue, he knew that his woman was so powerful that it was only a matter of time before he woke up.
And for him right now, the most important thing is time, leaving the Demon Race, the only thing he has to do is to guard her. Waiting for her to wake up.
Moxian began to fall in love with this kind of life. In this isolated Lihua Valley, there were only him and her.
He talked to Fanyue every day, telling her all about himself, all his emotions. Play the piano for Fanyue every day and talk about his love and love. Cooking for Fanyue every day, looking forward to the joy she will see when she wakes up one day.
He combed his hair for Fanyue every day, traced his eyebrows, felt the gentleness of Fanyue's waterfall-like hair wrapped around his fingertips, and admired the delicateness of Fanyue's stunning eyebrows. I look at her every day and look at her, but I can't see enough...
He began to feel that no matter what the time was, no matter how vicissitudes of life, with her, everything would not change.
Gu Yu, Lixia, Xiaoman, Mangzhong, Xia Solstice... Li Qiu...
Spring goes, summer solstice, autumn breeze rises...
His Yue'er has been asleep for half a year, and the bleak autumn wind cannot blow into this early spring Pear Blossom Valley.
He used his spiritual power to help Fanyue retain the early spring of Pear Blossom Valley and the full bloom of Pear Blossom. This is the place where he made love with Fanyue, and it is also the place where he holds his best memories.
The flowing clouds and flying waterfalls here, the valleys full of spring here, the pear blossoms here all over the ground, the deep love here. He kept everything for her, waiting for her to wake up.
Whenever he thought that Fanyue had used his spiritual power to make wine, he couldn't help but laugh. Before getting to know her, he never knew that spiritual power could be used for other purposes besides fighting wars.
After getting to know her, he knew that in addition to revenge, in addition to war, there is wine and food to be worthy of. In fact, he doesn't care about wine and food. He only cares about her. She is what he doesn't want to let down and miss. .
That's why he cares about what she likes. The autumn breeze is rising. He remembers that night at the Moon Tower. Fanyue told him on the roof that she would taste the lauryl alcohol with him.
The autumn breeze rises, and the laurel blossoms at the beginning of the season. When Fanyue left, he left the lauryl alcohol brewing method in his heart.
I picked the laurel, took the ice and snow, used spiritual energy, and made a serious dandy, helping Fanyue brew a cupboard full of lauryl alcohol.
Mid-Autumn Festival, the night of the full moon, the early bloom of laurel, the beautiful day, he held the Brahma Moon and had a drink alone under the moon.
The moonlight is bright, and the moonlight is scattered all over the corner of Pear Blossom Valley.
Moxian snuggled Fanyue’s warm body in his arms. He drank lauryl alcohol and whispered softly in Fanyue’s ear: "Yue’er, lauryl alcohol has been brewed by me. I remember you told me that he would be with me Let's taste this autumn lauryl alcohol.
Now that the wine is full, you are still asleep, do you know how lonely I am in this bright moonlight!
When you leave, tell me to be so different, to fall to the west. But I want to tell you that you and I will never leave.
I kept the pear blossoms, the pear blossoms will not fall, and we will not separate..."
Moxian looked at the pear blossoms in the valley with satisfaction. The autumn wind blew through and the fragrance filled his nose. He raised the hip flask, raised his head, and took a sip of lauryl alcohol, leaving fragrance on his cheeks.
A cold voice faintly sounded: "Well! I am naturally happy that the pear flowers do not fall, but I don't remember, you seem to like peonies.
The peony on the oiran's head is also blooming beautifully. "
The magic string froze, took a sip of wine in his mouth, choked suddenly, making his face flushed.
Sweating profusely, staring at Fanyue sleeping in her arms.
Fanyue's slender, thick eyelashes flickered slightly, and his eyelids finally opened slightly, and the pair of starry eyes quietly looked at the magic string.
The wine bottle held by Mo Xian's right hand got his wish, fell to the ground and smashed to pieces. He finally saw her wake up. He waited for half a year, caring for her every day, and the woman nourished with blood finally woke up.

A weird smile was pulled out from the corner of my mouth, I closed my eyes weakly, and said softly: "Yeah! Did I get it right, your peony really blooms so beautifully?"
Moxian smiled, looking at me, with his eyebrows and eyes smiling, he suddenly picked me up and hugged me tightly in his arms, stroking my black hair with his right hand, pressing my head on his broad shoulders .
He said softly: "I have never cared about peony, so how can I know if it is beautiful or not? In my eyes, there is only the woman who prides herself on being crystal blue."
I am full of joy, and the breath of magic strings envelops me, making me feel at ease and happy.
But I couldn't help adding a sentence: "Jinglan is aloof, not as good as Peony. I wonder if Lord Demon can eat it?"
Moxian laughed wildly, lifted me from my shoulders, and lifted my chin.
Looked at me and said, "I remember someone said that if she wakes up, I can only marry her. At that time, you asked me if I could eat it?"
I looked at him baffledly, blinked, and asked anxiously: "I'll make up the question now, can you afford it?"
The magic string pulled my right hand, raised it, and showed it off before my eyes. The white jade ring on my index finger was very dazzling.
I stayed for a while, and he smiled: "This is all for you, so I have to ask if I can eat it? I want to ask you, do you want this ring? After all..."
He glanced at me and continued: "After all, I have been abandoned by you once. Let me tell you first. Don't pay me back as soon as possible."
With a smile on my eyebrows, my body collapsed, leaning on his arms, raising my right hand, and facing the moonlight.
Asked him happily: "Do you think that I am wearing this, so I put my hands together?"
He was worthy of me and nodded solemnly: "My lord thought, it is true."
I looked up, looked at him, and smiled: "Then stay."
With a smile in his throat, he lowered his head and kissed my lips...