Xianmeng City, Xianfu Lingshan.

A certain Class B cave, front hall...

Cheng Buzheng walked into the front hall, walked to the formation light curtain, pointed a little in the air, and a crystal light penetrated into the formation light curtain.

In an instant.

The formation light curtain covering the cave ripples.

Then the formation light curtain slowly opened like a water curtain!

The spacious circular avenue and the immortal alliance city that could not be seen at a glance came into his eyes.

Just as we were not fighting to take steps, we left this cave...

There was a beautiful fairy in the front hall of the cave.

at the same time.

A familiar and pleasant voice sounded in Cheng Buzheng's ears.

"Husband, where are you going?"

good.

This is Murong Wanwan who has been waiting for a long time in the quiet room.

Over the years, Murong Wanwan has practiced the secret technique and has already completely controlled the secret technique. However, her luck is not good, but she has not yet produced any fruit.

despite this.

Murong Wanwan didn't want to give up any chance either.

therefore.

This also led to Murong Wanwan's seemingly practicing hard in the quiet room over the years, but in fact, her mind has been paying attention to the movements of Cheng Buzheng's quiet room.

so···

When Cheng Buzheng left the quiet room and came to the front hall, Murong Wanwan caught up.

"snort!"

"For the sake of the continuation of my husband's bloodline, I will not waste a chance!"

"I still want to leave secretly, why can't my husband do my best at all?"

Murong Wanwan, who seemed calm, felt depressed and unhappy.

On the other side.

Cheng Buzheng heard the familiar voice and subconsciously turned around and looked back.

He saw his pretty wife in his eyes.

See this.

Cheng Buzheng didn’t understand what was going on?

Over the past few decades, such scenes have often appeared.

therefore.

Cheng Buzheng also understands what to do next?

Cheng Buzheng's lips outlined a smile, and he walked towards his wife with great strides, saying as he walked:

"how?

I miss my husband again!”

The words are over.

Cheng Buzheng had already arrived in front of Murong Wanwan and hugged him in his arms.

at the same time.

A murmur like a mosquito ant came from his arms.

"Um!"

If the monk had not had the extremely sharp six senses, it might be difficult to distinguish.

But Cheng Buzheng is a monk, and he is also an extremely powerful monk, so his six senses are naturally more sensitive.

Murong Wanwan's murmur like a mosquito ants was also very clear in his ears.

Immediately.

Cheng Buzheng did not hesitate, and immediately hugged his wife and turned back to the Jing room as before.

The light of inspiration flashed.

The formation light curtain covered by the gate of the quiet room once again rippled.

······

On the bright moonlit night of the Twenty-Four Bridges, where can the jade man teach you how to blow?

The clouds are closed and the rain stops!

In the quiet room, the cloud bed was filled with a beautiful atmosphere.

Murong Wanwan leaned against Cheng Buzheng, and Cheng Buzheng's big hand, which was like a bamboo, gently stroked the concave and convex and delicate curves.

After a while...

Murong Wanwan, who seemed to be a little uncomfortable, stretched out her fair jade hand, slapped off the big hand that was causing trouble, and rolled her eyes to Cheng Buzheng, and said unhappily:

"If you do something wrong, don't blame me for tormenting you!"

Murong Wanwan, who would have recovered, spoke in a very strong tone and said shamelessly.

Hearing words.

Cheng Buzheng paused his movements, and then chuckled:

"Yeah?"

"Who was begging for mercy just now?"

Murong Wanwan snorted coldly.

"snort!"

"I ignore you."

While talking.

Murong Wanwan, who was nestled in Cheng Buzheng's arms, turned her head and didn't want to look at that hateful face again.

However, this cold attitude did not last long, and Murong Wanwan seemed to have thought of something?

Her beautiful eyes, which were clearly black and white, turned around and asked:

“By the way, husband!

Now that you have broken through to the realm of Half-Step Venerable, do you have to rest for a while?”

Said.

Murong Wanwan's eyes showed hope, looked at the handsome face that was so close to her, and said with hope.

See this.

Cheng Buzheng is not the only one who is his wife’s little thoughts.

He stretched out his slender big hand, gently stroked Murong Wanwan's black hair, and said with a wry smile:

“How can I have time!

Now my husband has made some directions to make the next breakthrough.”

"Maybe taking this opportunity to break through the confusion and become the God-Transforming Venerable in one fell swoop."

"At that time, I will naturally have enough time to accompany you."

Hearing this.

Murong Wanwan did not continue to ask questions, but the hint of hope that appeared in her beautiful eyes had faded.

See this.

Cheng Buzheng quickly added:

"certainly!

If this method has no result in the end, the husband will follow his wife's arrangements and take a good rest for a while. How about it?"

As soon as this statement comes out.

Murong Wanwan's eyes lit up and she immediately asked:

"really?"
To be continued...