Yan An also used his hands to move and tickle her fair skin.
“Hahaha…I was wrong!”
"I was wrong."
Yan An looked down at her, his right hand grasping her fruit, his left hand tickling her armpits, "What's wrong?"
"Hahahaha...I shouldn't have acted like a hooligan and taken off your clothes."
Nan Ye also spoke, "Master, what did you do wrong?"
"Hahaha, I... shouldn't have betrayed you... Hahaha, I shouldn't have tickled your feet."
“Nan Ye, hahahaha… our master and disciple can’t be bullied by Yan An.”
Yan An curled his lips slightly, "Nan Ye is my..."
Before he could finish his words, he was suddenly attacked by Nan Ye behind him...
"Master, let's tickle her!"
"good!"
at the same time.
Desolate Origin Palace——
On the tower——
Mu Yun sat limply on the cold, hard ground like a deflated ball.
One hand tightly grasped a jar of fine wine that exuded a rich spiritual and fruity aroma.
Beside him, there were more than thirty empty wine jars scattered in a disorderly manner.
At this moment, Mu Yun's face was flushed, his eyes were blurred, and he was mumbling some incomprehensible words from time to time.
The whole person looked drunk and unconscious, and could only support his body by leaning against the wall.
At this moment, the sound of footsteps came from far away, breaking the original tranquility of the night.
After hearing the sound, Mu Yun slowly turned his head and looked towards the source of the sound with a somewhat blurred gaze.
I saw a figure walking up the stairs step by step. Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be Sun Xianyun.
"Mu Yun, why are you drinking here alone?" Sun Xianyun walked up to Mu Yun and asked softly.
However, in response to his question, Mu Yun pretended not to hear and did not respond immediately.
After a moment, he finally asked, "What brings you here?"
Sun Xianyun looked at the slightly decadent man in front of her, and a sense of helplessness welled up in her heart.
He took a deep breath and gathered himself. "I've come to discuss with you the construction of a temporary shelter for civilians."
"I couldn't find you anywhere, so I came here to check."
After saying that, he sat down next to Mu Yun and glanced at the empty wine jars.
Mu Yun didn't say anything else, but just raised his head silently and looked up at the thick black clouds in the sky.
And those tiny stars whose light is almost invisible because of the clouds.
He swallowed the wine in his hand and fell into deep thought...
"Just handle these little things yourself, no need to ask me."
"Um."
After he responded softly, his gaze slowly shifted to Mu Yun, who had a worried look on his face.
Hundreds of years have passed since we met, and today is the second time I have seen him like this.
Looking back, the first time I saw Mu Yun with such an expression was when his mentor passed away.
"Is it because of that Miss Jin Feng?" He stared at Mu Yun and asked softly.
Mu Yun's body trembled violently, and then he tilted his head back and took a big gulp of liquor.
Then he lowered his head and fell into silence...
"Oh." He sighed, stretched out his arms and hugged Mu Yun's broad and thick shoulders tightly, and advised earnestly.
"Since I know you two are not of the same mind, then let's just make things clear and part ways amicably."
"This is the best option for both parties."
"You can also rest assured in Xianyuan City and lead everyone to the peak."
Time passed quietly, and after a long time...
Mu Yun staggered to his feet from his seat, muttering to himself, "Well, I understand."
As soon as he finished speaking, his figure disappeared without a trace, leaving only the messy and tilted wine jars on the ground.
Sun Xianyun looked at the mess in front of her, shook her head helplessly and smiled bitterly, muttering to herself: "Do I have to clean up this mess?"
Offering Hall——
In the simple and unpretentious hall.
There are two big characters "One Day, One Earth" pasted on the high wall, and below them are ten tablets.
These spirit tablets belong to all previous masters of Xianyuan Palace.
On the long and narrow altar was placed rich food, fresh fruits and fragrant wine, and these offerings exuded an enticing aroma.
Located in the center of the hall, there is an ancient and elegant bronze incense burner.
The incense burner was filled with burnt incense sticks, and wisps of smoke slowly rose up, filling the entire space.
Every morning at sunrise, many disciples and respected elders would gather here on time, worship heaven and earth with a pious heart, and respectfully greet the masters of the hall of all generations.
This traditional ceremony has continued for countless years and has become an important matter in the sect.
At this moment, a breeze blew quietly, and a slight noise suddenly came from the originally silent hall.
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