Miao Jiang Holy Son's Exquisitely Slender Waist Silver Chain (7)



He opened his mouth and inhaled the wisps of white smoke drifting from the bronze cauldron.

The incense in the center of the bronze tripod had burned down to the base, and only a little of the last incense stick remained.

The sacrificial ceremony is about to end.

Chi Yuan slowly swallowed the white breath in his mouth, tilted his head back, closed his eyes tightly, and stretched his hands upwards.

If you can't solve it, you can't solve it.

It's nothing more than matters of love and pleasure between men and women; when the time comes, they will naturally know the truth.

Disturbing the gods too much can anger them, which is not good.

He decided to let things take their course, and the silver curtains behind him collided, creating a harmonious melody.

The white smoke that had gathered above the bronze cauldron dissipated and faded, and Chi Yuan's figure gradually became clearer.

Finally, Chi Yuan slowly lowered his hands, crossed them in front of his chest, and looked solemn.

Once the white smoke completely dissipated, her alluring face captivated hearts.

He turned his head, lifted the silver curtain, and went into the inner room. He paced back and forth by the table, reluctant to sit down.

Don't be fooled by his self-proclaimed indifference; he actually cares a lot about it.

Should we really just let things take their course? What if something unpredictable happens in the end?

Chi Yuan's fingers, hidden beneath his robes, rubbed the base of his thumb. His long, slender black eyes drooped, and a few strands of black hair fell across his forehead, slightly obscuring his deep, captivating eyes.

He stared intently at the brightly blooming lilies on the windowsill. After a while, he gently inserted his fingers into the stamen and, with a little force, plucked the entire lily off the windowsill.

The flower's stamens are still covered with fresh morning dew, and the slightly folded edges of the petals are cool and soft.

As he twirled the dew in his hand, it seeped through his fingers and dripped onto the dark blue belt around his waist.

...

night

The oil lamp on the table flickered with its glow.

Shen Yulou decided to work through the night. He had a gu pot in front of him and several thick stacks of books on gu cultivation beside him, which he read page by page.

After removing his silver headdress, his shadow appeared so thin, revealing him in only a thin undergarment.

The little brat was already fast asleep, tugging at his hair, and I wonder if he had any sweet dreams last night.

Just as Shen Yulou was struggling to understand the words in the book, the tiny flame in the oil lamp suddenly flickered and went out, then reignited.

Who is it?

He took a deep breath, turned around instantly, and looked warily at the closed window, quietly shining the oil lamp towards the window.

Didn't find anything?

Just as he was wondering, a chill suddenly ran down his back, and every pore seemed to emanate a coldness.

I stiffly looked back, only to find nothing there; the oil lamps and candles in the four corners were still burning brightly.

He closed his eyes and inhaled the scent in the air.

There's no trace of Chi Yuan here. Am I just imagining things?

Shen Yulou twitched her sensitive nose, then brushed the loose black hair behind her back to the front and put the oil lamp back in place.

He now only has two living Gu worms left, and he has two weeks left before he has to meet the High Priest; time is of the essence.

He must study diligently and work hard to create insects!

As she pondered, she urged herself to quickly immerse herself in the book's contents. Licking her dry lips, Shen Yulou poured herself another glass of water.

Shortly after he lowered his head, the oil lamp burning in the room emitted wisps of white smoke, which drifted toward the exquisite embroidered screen to his right.

A strange black shadow was reflected in the screen, and the huge figure was so large that even the strands of hair flowing above its head were clearly visible.

The black shadow gradually moved towards Shen Yulou, but it could disappear precisely every time he looked up.

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