Chapter 208: Momiji Valley

He reached out and probed her meridians, but luckily he stopped in time. The silver needle only destroyed the meridians of her limbs, and he quickly poured spiritual power to repair her meridians. An hour passed, and dense beads of sweat leaked out of his forehead, which finally repaired most of her meridians.
But she could no longer use her spiritual power for at least half a year. After all, the meridians were severely damaged by the silver needle, and even if he repaired it, it would only make her act worry-free.
In order to let the spiritual energy run through the meridians, he still needs to be warmed up slowly. He finally understood that this woman was really the calamity he had hit.
God pityed him for being lonely for thousands of years, and finally gave him a Jieyu flower, but unfortunately this flower is still a pepper flower, and for the first time he met an opponent who was equal to himself.
In the Mozu, all people only look at his horse's head, and no one has ever dared to defy him. All the women looked up to him, hoping to get his favor.
It is a pity that he has never seen them directly, and now this woman is indeed sent by God to clean him. She is more stubborn than him, colder than him, and more difficult than him.
He planted a silver needle for her, thinking she would succumb, but who would have thought that she would make this to himself again. He was so frightened that it was the first time he discovered that women can be so strong. Even a man may not have this kind of will. Is she betting that she will not kill her?
But she was right, and for her, he knew that he would never be able to do it. She has firmly occupied her heart, she is the softest part of her heart.
Mo Xian quietly looked at the woman in her arms, she was lying on her arms very quietly now, beautiful and peaceful. He gently stroked her still swollen right cheek, sighed, picked her up and flew towards the sky.
Moga Mountain, Red Leaf Valley, this is the only habitable valley in Moga Mountain. There are four valleys in the Moga Mountain, including the Valley of Flames, Valley of Frost Blade, Valley of Warcraft, and Valley of Red Leaves.
The flames in the Valley of Flames are very hot, and the flames are so high that ordinary people will disappear in an instant when they enter the valley. Even if people with cultivation skills can enter it, their cultivation skills will be greatly reduced, making it difficult to move. Legend has it that Mofeng and Qingtian fought a decisive battle in this valley, and they both fell.
But in Frostblade Valley, there is snow all year round, frost and snow all year round, so people can't live at all. There is also the Valley of Warcraft. The valley is full of ancient warcrafts, violent and bloodthirsty, even if the cultivator enters, it is impossible to escape death. At the beginning, the demons were exiled to Moga Mountain, and suffered from the scourge of monsters. The valley was sealed with the power of all the elders of the demon clan at last, and the beasts could no longer be released, and the valley became a forbidden place for the demon clan.
Therefore, Red Leaf Valley has become the only habitat for the demons. The Red Leaf Valley stretches for thousands of miles, and at a glance, it is full of dense tall maple trees. The strange thing is that due to the unique climate of Mt. Moga, the red leaves are not declining all year round, and it has become a unique landscape of Mt. Moga.
Hongye Valley has a beautiful scenery. There are tall and undulating mountains, dotted with flowing clouds and waterfalls, countless beautiful lakes, large tracts of green grass, and exotic flowers and grasses all over the mountains. For thousands of years, the demons have survived and reproduced here. This is already the home of the demons.
In the center of Hongye Valley, there is a nearly transparent lake called Jinghu. Next to the Jinghu Lake, there is a magnificent building complex with tall towers and magnificent luxury. This is the Zhaoyang Palace, the palace of the Mozu.
In Zhaoyang Palace, there is an artificial river excavated by water drawn from Jinghu Lake, which passes through all the buildings of Zhaoyang Palace. The name of the river is Xiyan River. There is a small building in the middle of Xiyan River. The study and living area of ​​this building is called Wangyue Tower.
Right now, in the bedroom of Wangyue Tower, Fanyue is sleeping on a large bed of sandalwood carved with gold and flowers. By the bed, Moxian watched her quietly. At this time, she was quiet, no longer cold, no longer stubborn, no longer angry.
He didn't even think that the silver needle he was so angry that he penetrated into her body made her so angry. She didn't like others to control her?
So when she urged her cultivation base, the silver needle began to wander through her meridians, which must be very painful. He saw her fainting with pain, he would actually feel heartache, even if she cheated him, even if she didn’t love him, he would still feel heartache, he would still help her control the silver needle involuntarily, and he would still infuse her cultivation base to treat her. Damaged meridians.
And her face clearly showed his hurt when he was angry. He couldn't help stroking her face, this face that he cherished so much was hurt by his own hands, and his touching seemed to stimulate her.
It hurts, she whimpers a bit in her sleep, and the tears on her face seem to have not dried yet. He suddenly hated himself a little bit, hating himself for not being able to control himself. He could destroy the world, but he was the only one who could not hurt her. His heart hurts when he hurts her, which hurts a hundred times more than hers.
He has a right hand, and a small pot of ointment emerges in his hand. This is Mozu's Hundred Flower Balm, which is especially effective for external injuries. Seeing this jar of ointment, Moxian couldn't help but feel another heartache. He only used the ointment to smooth the hickey on her body yesterday, but today he wants to use the ointment to treat the scars he left on her face.
He was very remorseful and vowed to control his anger in any case and never hurt her. He picked out some ointment with his hand and gently applied it to her face.
It was late at night, and the beauty on the bed seemed to sleep a little restlessly. She turned over as if she wanted to catch something to fall asleep. Is she looking for herself? Moxian remembered that when she was injured, as long as she held her by herself, she would sleep very peacefully.
He sighed, took off his boots and went to bed, holding her gently. After a while, Fanyue heard even breathing and fell asleep. The heart of the magic string holding Fanyue is full of warmth. As long as she is in his arms, he can truly feel that he is a living person, not a war machine, blood, flesh, and emotion.
He is too nostalgic for this feeling, this is the only softness in his heart. Finally, he made up his mind that he would keep her no matter what, as long as he could, he was willing to give everything to make her fall in love with him and belong to him forever.
I felt that I had slept for a long time, and when I opened my eyes, it was already noon. I found myself in an unfamiliar small building. This is not Lihua Valley. What is this place? Where am I?
I felt pain in my limbs. As soon as I moved, I heard a cry of surprise. A pretty girl appeared in front of me.
Said happily: "Sister Yue, you can be considered awake, the demon Lord confessed to you to prepare it has been hot for several times."
"Mojun? Is the devil she talking about the nasty man?" I got up with difficulty, feeling sore all over. Yes, I remember, that nasty man sealed my cultivation base, and I have no cultivation base now, just like a mortal.
Yesterday, I forcefully raised my cultivation base and passed out in pain. Huh? strange! It seems that the place that hurt yesterday doesn't hurt at all. This is strange, and it feels cold on his face, and the place he hits doesn't hurt at all. I couldn't help but touch my right cheek, eh! It seems that the swelling has disappeared, but it feels a little painful.
Could it be him? Impossible, he was so angry yesterday, how could he heal himself again. Humph! He didn't want to forgive him, this bastard, who did this kind of thing to himself, is simply not as good as a beast. I think about it, I really have a fleeting disadvantage. After meeting him, I have been unlucky. Old injuries have not healed and new injuries have been added.