ebookland Chapter 376 The Warming Up of Emotions
Chapter 376 The Warming Up of Emotions
In the sect's healing chamber filled with the aroma of medicine, Yun Yao and Chu Mochen quietly nursed back to health. The light in the chamber was soft, and the walls were flickering with faint protective runes, completely isolating the outside world from all the noise.
Yun Yao leaned on the stone couch, her face slightly pale, her hair a little messy, but still couldn't hide her charming demeanor. Chu Mochen sat beside her, his eyes never leaving her, his eyes full of heartache and concern. He gently picked up the jade bowl beside him, scooped up a spoonful of steaming spiritual liquid with a spoon, and brought it to Yun Yao's mouth, saying softly: "Yun Yao, this is the spiritual liquid newly refined by the elders, it will be of great benefit to your injuries, drink it quickly."
Yun Yao raised her eyes slightly, and her gaze met Chu Mochen's. At that moment, the sweetness of the past surged into her heart like a warm current. She gently opened her mouth and swallowed the spiritual liquid. She felt a warm spiritual power slowly spreading, nourishing the damaged meridians. "Thank you, Chen." She said softly, her voice was a little weak, but full of tenderness.
"There's no need to thank me between you and me." Chu Mochen put down the jade bowl and gently held Yun Yao's hands. Those hands were slender and warm, as if they contained endless power that could dispel all her pain. "If I hadn't trusted others so easily, you wouldn't have been seriously injured. I'm sorry for you." As he spoke, regret was evident in his words.
Yun Yao shook her head slightly, a faint smile appearing on the corner of her mouth: "It's all over, isn't it? This battle makes me understand more clearly how important you are in my heart." As she spoke, she held Chu Mochen's hand, interlocking their fingers, as if to integrate each other into each other's lives.
The two of them snuggled together quietly, recalling every detail of the battle, and those thrilling moments seemed to be right before their eyes.
At the sect's mountain gate, the dark forces surged like a raging tide, and the shouts of killing shook the heaven and earth. Yun Yao held a long sword, his posture was agile, and his sword moves were sharp. Every time he swung, a blood flower was brought up, as beautiful as a blooming red spider lily. Chu Mochen followed closely behind, his spells were like bright stars, and the enemies fell one after another in the shining light.
Once, Yun Yao was accidentally attacked by the enemy's hidden weapon. At the critical moment, Chu Mochen flew in front of her without hesitation. The hidden weapon pierced his shoulder blade fiercely, and blood instantly stained his clothes red. He just frowned slightly, turned his head to look at Yun Yao, his eyes full of concern: "Are you okay?" At that moment, Yun Yao's eyes were wet. She knew very well that this man was willing to give everything for her.
Also, in the fierce battle with the leader of the dark forces, when the leader used the extremely powerful killing technique, the strong pressure made everyone almost despair. Yun Yao and Chu Mochen looked at each other, without any retreat in their eyes, only determination and trust. They stood side by side, blending their spiritual power with each other, and relied on tacit understanding to resist the fatal blow.
These scenes of sharing life and death are like bright stars, embedded in the night sky of their memories.
"Do you remember the first time we met?" Yun Yao suddenly said softly, with a hint of smile in her eyes, "You looked so cold back then, I thought you were an ice cube that was difficult to get along with."
Chu Mochen's words also reminded him of his past, and the corners of his mouth slightly lifted: "Yeah, who would have thought that I would go through so much with you later. The brilliant plan you came up with at the critical moment during the first mission really impressed me."
It was in a mysterious valley, and they were ordered to find a rare spiritual herb. The valley was filled with mist, hiding many dangerous monsters. Just when they finally found the spiritual herb, they were surrounded by a group of powerful monsters. Seeing the situation was critical, Yun Yao had an idea. She used the terrain in the valley to set up a simple but ingenious maze, successfully lured away the monsters, and allowed the two to escape.
"If you weren't so powerful and there wasn't any use for my cleverness," Yun Yao joked with a smile.
The two chatted with each other, and their laughter echoed in the secret room, as if they had forgotten the pain of healing. The misunderstandings and estrangements of the past disappeared in this sincere emotional exchange, and were replaced by an increasingly deep love.
As the injuries gradually improved, Yun Yao and Chu Mochen often walked hand in hand on the paths of the sect. Although the sect was somewhat dilapidated after the war, it gradually recovered with the efforts of the disciples. The flowers and plants on the roadside bloomed particularly beautifully under the nourishment of spiritual power, and the breeze blew, sending bursts of fragrance.
One day, they came to the spiritual spring at the back of the sect. The spiritual spring gushed out, clear to the bottom, and colorful spiritual light flickered on the water surface, which was the water vapor containing rich spiritual power. Yun Yao squatted down, stretched out her hand and gently touched the spring water, causing ripples. She turned her head and looked at Chu Mochen: "Chen, it would be great if the days to come could be as peaceful and beautiful as this."
Chu Mochen walked to her side and gently embraced her in his arms: "Yes, as long as we work together, we can protect this peace." He lowered his head and placed a gentle kiss on the top of Yun Yao's head.
At this time, a burst of laughter came from not far away. It turned out that several young disciples were practicing magic. The spells in their hands changed, and the spiritual power flashed, full of youthful vitality. Seeing Yun Yao and Chu Mochen, the disciples stopped what they were doing and saluted respectfully: "Greetings, senior sister and brother."
Yun Yao smiled and nodded in response: "Everyone has worked hard, practice well."
A more lively female disciple blinked her big eyes, looked at the two of them, and said with a smile: "Senior sister and brother, you are the heroes of our sect! If it weren't for you this time, our sect would be in danger." The other disciples also echoed, their eyes full of admiration.
Yun Yao and Chu Mochen looked at each other, and a warm feeling surged in their hearts. Chu Mochen said, "This is our responsibility as disciples of the sect. Everyone should work hard to improve their strength and protect our homeland in the future."
The disciples responded in unison and continued to practice. Yun Yao looked at them, feeling emotional: "Seeing them is like seeing my past self. I hope this battle will help them grow faster."
"With us here, we will definitely protect them from the wind and rain and allow the sect's heritage to continue." Chu Mochen said firmly.
As time goes by, Yun Yao and Chu Mochen become more and more inseparable. Not only do they take care of each other in life, but they also work together in cultivation.
Every morning, when the first rays of sunlight shine on the sect's training ground, you can see them sitting opposite each other, practicing together, and absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. Their spiritual powers blend with each other, forming a wonderful cycle, which not only greatly improves the efficiency of practice, but also deepens the telepathy between each other.
During a training session, Yun Yao encountered an obstacle when she was trying to break through the bottleneck of her spiritual power. Her spiritual power became disordered and she was in great pain. Chu Mochen immediately noticed her abnormality and without hesitation slowly injected his spiritual power into her body, guiding her spiritual power to calm down again and helping her break through the difficulty. At that moment, Yun Yao felt an unprecedented warmth and strength. She knew that as long as Chu Mochen was by her side, she could overcome any difficulty.
At night, they often sit on the roof and look up at the starry sky. The bright Milky Way is like a vast ribbon across the sky, and the stars are twinkling, like a dream. Yun Yao leans on Chu Mochen's shoulder and whispers about her vision for the future: "Chen, when everything settles down, I want to explore more mysteries of this world of cultivation. Are you willing to go with me?"
Chu Mochen hugged her tightly, his chin resting lightly on the top of her head: "Of course, I will accompany you to the ends of the earth."
In this warm and peaceful time, Yun Yao and Chu Mochen completely let go of their guard, and their feelings are like thriving seedlings, blooming the most gorgeous flowers towards the sun. They are no longer the two ignorant and immature people who disliked each other, but lovers who have experienced the baptism of wind and rain, and are in love with each other and depend on each other for life and death. This feeling, like the cornerstone of the sect, is indestructible and has injected endless motivation into their future journey.