After Becoming the Hero’s Ex-fiancée

Zheng Wan's doubts were quickly answered.

The sarcophagus seemed to have become another space, bounded by a curtain of water, the two stared across the long river of years.

For a long time, the white-haired monk said:

"It's been a long time, and the Profound Cang Realm has changed drastically now."

"But I don't think it has changed much, after all—" Granny Jin said with a sneer, "Even you are still alive."

"Meer, you still refuse to forgive me."

The white-haired monk sighed.

"Forgive you?" Mother-in-law Jin smiled, "Ziwei, you smoked my soul and sealed me in the mortal world where birds don't shit, let me run out of my life in the endless loneliness, and still expect me to forgive you? "

"Mae..."

"Don't call me like that, Xingjun Ziwei."

Zheng Wan was surprised when he was in the audience. He was really the legendary star of Ziwei.

If the person opposite is Star Monarch Ziwei, then mother-in-law Jin...

She subconsciously looked aside, but only saw an empty sea of ​​soul consciousness.

The Xuan Cang history has recorded that Xingjun Ziwei and Xianmei Shui are people of the same era. Xingjun Ziwei revising and supplementing Qitian performance has never been considered exhaustive.

And Shuimei Xianjun created Yuqingmen in one hand, but the person who should ascend did not ascend, but appeared in the mortal world's needy place, becoming a faceless ghost...

If the mother-in-law of Jin Jin is Shuimei Xianjun, then everything she has done makes sense.

"Why, regret it?"

Mother-in-law Jin's voice reached the sea of ​​soul consciousness.

"No regrets."

"Don't regret it?" This answer seemed to surprise Grandma Jin, "I coax you to practice "Moxu Jing" to help you refine your roots and solidify your foundation. You... actually don't complain?"

"Don't complain."

"Why?"

Zheng Wan smiled softly:

"Skills are inferior to humans, just admit it."

"You can see better than me." Granny Jin was stunned for a while, and then slowly said, "Actually, when you were in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion last year, you should have noticed when you saw the "Soul Birth Volume". "

In "Soul Birth Thousand Volumes", many things related to the intergrowth of soul and body are recorded.

Leaving the soul, peace...

And taking homes is not uncommon among them.

It’s just that the conditions for looting the house are more stringent. Not only must the other party willingly incorporate the soul consciousness into the dantian, but also have extremely high requirements for the soul consciousness, which must be more than three or four times higher than the person who has been robbed of—

The trip to seize the house hurts the heaven and peace. It is a forbidden technique in the monastic world.

Zheng Wan also thought of the volume "Soul Birth Thousand Volumes", and smiled at himself:

"Aye said, you don't need to hire people, you don't need to be suspected. About... then, I don't want to doubt you."

Granny Jin was silent for a long time. When the white-haired monk over there saw that she hadn't answered for a long time, he suddenly said:

"You actually still keep her."

He turned his palm into his power and took a photo in the air. Zheng Wan only felt a burst of heart-breaking pain, and he was pulled out of the human body like a marrow. As soon as the soul consciousness touched the air, it seemed that there were countless steel knives in her mind at the same time. stir.

Zheng Yu suddenly shrank into a ball, and subconsciously shouted:

"Cui Wang, Cui Wang save me..."

Cui Wang cut away the black mist with a sword, suddenly raised his head and looked into the air.

There was nothing but black air that covered the sky and the sun.

"What's the matter, don't stop! Hurry up! Here again!"

The ancestors looked at the tireless souls around him, almost frightened.

These high-level dead souls who died in the Great Sun Sect were bound to this land, and became the ferocious mist that swallowed the souls of life and filled the sky. They were ignorant, inexhaustible, and unconscious, becoming this The first barrier of the Jedi.

"It seems to hear...Wan Wan is calling me."

Cui Wang said blankly.

"Are you stunned? Where is the sound? Just these soul-breaking endless—"

The dead souls came back with whistling, and the black mist once again wrapped Cui Wang in, and the fierce mist hit the layers of thunder, making a "hissing" sound like a barbecue.

A white glow suddenly exploded in the air, and its momentum was like wind and thunder, covering the sky and the sun——

The heavy black fog "bang" dispersed.

Cui Wang stepped out.

"You, you, you actually blew yourself up! What if you run into a hard idea later?"

The ancestors were furious.

The cultivator of the magical realm is like a sea, but once it explodes, even if the power is extraordinary in a short period of time, it breaks the big cycle of the power itself in the body, making it violent and frantic. If you want to use it again later, it will no longer be so easy. Up.

Cui Wang had already crossed the boundary between the outer and inner walls, standing in front of a palace about a hundred meters high.

The entire palace is carved with white marble, and the white walls and golden glazed tiles are shining in the sun.

"This, this will not be... Big Sun Immortal Mansion?"

The ancestors even stammered, "Dai, Da Ri Xianfu? No, no? I think we finally beat the group of dead souls outside, and went into the inner circle with great pains, and searched for more than half a month. I didn't even find a bird's feather..."

Cui Wang fell to the palace gate without saying a word.

"Rumble—"

The closed door opened.

Old ancestors:...

"Wait! Maybe there is a trap!"

"I can't care about it."

Cui Wang looked up at the plaque, lifted his robe and stepped in.

The ancestor followed and sighed: This damn...

On the other hand, Zheng Yu, who is underground, has never felt so weak.

She was pinched in the palm of the hand like an ant, and the big vitality palm that pinched her was filled with the power of a certain rule-this was completely beyond her ability to resist now.

...Even Cui Wang never gave her such a feeling.

She couldn't move, she could only close her eyes and wait to die.

"stop!"

After a scream, Zheng Wan only felt that the tingling sensation on the top of his head receded like a tide. When he recovered, he realized that he was back in the hands of Granny Jin again.

She patted her towards her dantian and then patted her back again:

"Who told you to move her?"

Ziwei Xingjun was taken aback:

"What do you keep her for?"

Mother-in-law Jin sneered: "You are still alive. What's the point if I stay with her for a while? She is much cuter than you."

"Meer, you are always soft-hearted." A lingering meaning rose between Xingjun Ziwei's eyebrows, "I want to..."

"Don't mention that year!"

Who knows that this sentence actually seems to annoy the mother-in-law Jin.

"Back then, you told me to take me, and you swear to each other to say everything, but the effort of retreat..."

She laughed loudly.

"You can have sexual **** with the woman next to you, and you are worthy to talk to me about that year?!"

I don’t know if Mother Jin’s emotional ups and downs were too intense, or because the souls of each other were too familiar. Just a moment ago, Zheng Wan was actually infected by Mother Jin’s soul and "seeing" the memory of "the year"... .

Mother-in-law Jin has grown up since she was a child.

Curly Tingting, twenty-eight Fanghua.

Zheng Wan has never seen such a look on Mother Jin, like the rising sun, full of vigor and right in China.

She dressed up happily in the cave mansion.

I traced my eyebrows and hooked my eyes, puffed a layer of peach powder on my cheeks, touched lips, combed my hair, changed clothes, and then went out like a brisk butterfly.

"This time I leave the customs ahead of schedule, and I must give Ziwei a surprise."

At that moment, Zheng Wan almost thought that he was mother-in-law Jin.

She became the woman who couldn't wait to meet her lover.

She happily stepped out of the closed yard, bypassed the moon gate, and passed through the small pond. She only felt that the sky was blue and the clouds were white. Even the water lilies in the small pond were much more beautiful than usual.

She went to the other side of Yuan Luo.

Falling into the yard, the whole yard is quiet.

The door was closed tightly, and the protective cover haloed.

However, these protective shields were obviously unconstrained to her, she went straight through and opened the door: "Ziwei! I'm out of the gate!"

The happy voice stopped abruptly after facing the clothes on the place.

The pink, white, pockets, obscene clothes, and long gowns stretched all the way to the cold jade bed in the middle, regardless of each other.

On the bed, a couple of men and women are doing their own things.

Stripped of their clothes, men and women turn into beasts dominated by lust, with white flesh intertwined, everything looks ugly and hideous.

"Purple, crape myrtle?"

"Hanyan... Junior Sister?"

All the happiness disappeared.

She seemed to have stepped into a deep nightmare.

In the dream, everything turned into mountain spirits and ghosts, and they tried to tear her to pieces with their teeth and claws. She felt fear...

Zheng Yu was bounced out by this strong almost torn emotion.

But at that moment, the pain and despair of the betrayed woman also infested her.

It was so dense that it took Zheng Wan a long time to break free from the darkness.

"you saw it?"

Granny Jin asked him.

"I saw it."

"Ziwei is also a life-breaker." Mother-in-law Jin said, "It should have been dead long ago."

Zheng Wan suddenly felt a feeling.

This feeling is extremely subtle, unclear, unclear, but it does exist.

"I was young and ignorant, and when I first came out of my teacher's door, I met him outside. He is handsome, handsome and considerate to me, so I fell in love with him. It's actually a very cliché story here, right?"

Zheng Wan was silent.

She had a hunch that Mother Jin's next words would never make people feel happy.

"You people who die of life, in order to survive, you are always unscrupulous and hypnotizing yourself are compelling, but those of us who are lucky... should we be deceived?"

The message revealed by the mother-in-law Jin shocked Zheng Wan's heart, and she opened her mouth:

"Mother-in-law, you... are you also a man of destiny?"

"Yes." Mother-in-law Jin said, "It's just that my fortune is much worse than that of your lover."

The person of destiny is also divided into three or six or nine classes, she is just the next class.

Zheng Wan couldn't speak anymore.

She subconsciously looked at Xingjun Ziwei, his eyes were gentle, as if she hadn't been irritated by Mother Jin's cold words.

"...Mae, I have left the soul-raising wood for you in the land of black water, and left countless souls for you in the Palace of Beauty for you, just to wait for this day when you and I are reunited, and then continue the forefront."

"Your vision has always been good."

His eyes fell on Zheng Wan, "This man has a very good shell."

Zheng Yu was caught by his eyes, and he only felt his hair horrified, and his whole body got goose bumps a little bit.