Linlang came to Zhao Wujiang's residence.

The originally anxious heart seemed to calm down at this moment, and her slender hand knocked on the gate of the courtyard.

Zhao Wujiang opened the courtyard door and saw that the person who came was Linlang, and he couldn't help but smile.

He first glanced behind Linlang, then looked around, grabbed Linlang's wrist and walked towards the inner room.

Linlang Qiushui's long eyes were filled with waves, and he pursed his lips and let Zhao Wujiang pull him.

The two sat opposite each other at a round table, neither spoke first.

"you......"

The two of them spoke in unison, and when they saw each other want to speak, they said together:

"You talk first."

The two looked at each other and smiled, Linlang's nose felt sore, and the mist in his eyes rose:

"How did you come here?"

Zhao Wujiang smiled gently:

"Maybe it's unwilling to give up, but more of it is your demon pill, which gives my soul a place to rest.

I'm here."

Linlang waved his sleeves, closed the door, and set up a ban to prevent anyone from eavesdropping.

Her eyes shone in a trembling voice:

"Can I see, what you look like?"

"Of course." Zhao Wujiang nodded seriously, Linlang was extremely careful, and considering him, he took the initiative to set a ban.

But in fact, he had already set up a ban when he lived here.

Zhao Wujiang stood up, Wu Jiang's body opened the door, walked to the courtyard, sat on a small stool, and looked up at the night sky.

He left a wisp of soul in Wujiang's body and guarded it for him.

In the inner room, the purple mist demonic aura transformed into the soul and transformed into Zhao Wujiang's original appearance.

He still smiled gently, but there was a touch of perseverance and evil spirit.

Linlang saw this familiar face that she had been away from for a long time, and could no longer suppress her inner feelings and threw herself into Zhao Wujiang's arms. She hugged Zhao Wujiang's broad back tightly, and her words were all crying:

"You're finally here."

"I'm here." Zhao Wujiang hugged Linlang, his heart soft and said apologetically:

"I'm sorry, I'm late, I've made you suffer so much for me."

Linlang could no longer bear the sorrow in her heart, and her waiting came to the answer.

She cried loudly in Zhao Wujiang's arms.

She is no longer the lofty and arrogant high priest who was the first to be, she is just a girl who has been separated for a long time and has finally been relieved of her suffering.

Zhao Wujiang has many women and many beautiful women, but there are very few confidants, and the Empress Xuanyuan Jing is one.

Linlang is now a person.

He gently stroked Linlang's jade back without saying too much, but both of them knew their affection.

Linlang is no longer as she had seen before, wearing a red dress like clouds, and her eyebrows are no longer as cold as she was.

She is now wearing a wide black robe, unable to hide her delicate and graceful figure. Between her eyebrows, there is endless affection and radiance of eyes.

She raised her stunning face and slowly approached Zhao Wujiang. Her breath gradually became heavy and exhaled like an orchid.

She kissed her.

Sucking on the familiar breath.

Her kiss received a fierce response, and the two of them were wet and hot, and you were me and I were you.

Every encounter in life is a reunion after a long separation.

What is it to meet again after a long time?

It is hot, hot, and it is difficult to maintain one's love.

Linlang's heart was filled with hotness at this moment, and she wanted to integrate Zhao Wujiang into her bones and blood.

After a long time, she reluctantly parted her lips. She connected her crystal silk thread on Zhao Wujiang's lips. She held Zhao Wujiang's face, and the long eyes of autumn water were full of affection and regret:

"It's a pity that you are now the body of a soul, otherwise I will definitely want you to remember the hot me forever."

Zhao Wujiang smiled frivolously, his nose shaking left and right, teasing his pretty Qiong Nose, and said with a smile:

"What's wrong with the soul?

Do you want to feel the feelings yourself, how real am I?”

Linlang's eyes were like water. She looked down at Zhao Wujiang in surprise and exclaimed:

"How about your soul state..."

Zhao Wujiang leaned very close to Linlang Runze's red lips. He hugged Linlang's buttocks, picked up Linlang, and said seriously:
Chapter completed!