After Becoming the Hero’s Ex-fiancée

At the gate of Guixu, a group of small carrot heads stood in front of a hug tree in front of Weifeng.

They are young, wearing double-up buns and white robe of Guixu, desperately looking up at the lush peaks.

A sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy came up, looked up with them for a while, and asked:

"What are you looking at?"

"We are looking at the homes of Li Wei Xianjun and Jinhuan Xianjun."

The rushing voices were as immature as the grass just born in the ground.

"Did you see clearly?"

"No!"

The little turnip heads turned their heads and saw the smiling boy, and jumped:

"Brother, why are you here?"

The boy's face was stern, and he smoked one by one:

"Can you come to this place?! Let Liwei Xianjun see--"

"——Let's go and beg for the fairy prince Huan."

The little turnips babbled and said, "Last time on the road, we saw the fairy Jun Huan, who is very amiable, and we were alone with a candy."

"It's extremely, it's extremely, Immortal Jinhuan really is the most beautiful and amiable fairy in the three thousand realms, but unfortunately, it happened to be given to the fierce fairy Liwei."

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Tong Yan Wu Ji, Tong Yan Wu Ji.

As a parent and child that Li Siyi got by chance, the boy and Master Li Wei and Uncle Jian Huan got acquainted with each other early, and arched their hands towards Li Weifeng, begging for this group of unobstructed little radishes, and rushed. Ducks usually drove them.

The little turnip heads are not happy: "In one month, Liwei Xianjun will go to the fairyland with Jinhuan Xianjun. I will not see the Xianjun again in the future."

"If you are more eager to cultivate in the future, you can also look for the immortals in the upper realm."

No one in the Xuan Cang realm knows, Liwei Xianjun and Jinhuan Xianjun are a couple of gods and goddesses, who have never been separated from each other and have deep affection——

From the year Wei Xianjun took charge of the Da Ri Xian Mansion, he could successfully ascend to the immortal, but he forced his cultivation to suppress the cultivation level for a hundred years, just waiting for the immortal to be promoted together.

Which female cultivator in the Xuan Cang realm is not as envious as the celestial monarch and Taoist companion?

And Jinhuan Xianjun also competed, and entered the Tao with innate Taoism. In just a hundred years, he entered the Void Realm Great Perfection. With one hand of the "Moxu Jing" and one method to create the sky, ten even hands of ordinary major repairs could not deal with her.

Xuancang Realm male cultivator, who does not envy Liwei Xianjun Yanfu?

The little turnip heads were not anxious to leave, but at this time, the enviable gods and the relatives were arguing at this time.

Of course, the quarrel is the sympathetic, gentle and pleasant Xianjun Xianjun unilaterally quarreling in the eyes of the little turnip heads.

"I don't want Haitang anymore."

Zheng Wan kicked the shoes on his feet, and a pair of bare feet as white as snow stretched out under Cui Wang's eyelids. Kou Dan was red and bright, and blossoming begonia flowers quietly bloomed.

"Year year, you just paint the begonias, red, purple, pink, white, and gold! Isn't it greasy or crooked?! Can you change the pattern?"

Cui Wang looked at the snow-white barefoot, his throat grumbled:

"Begonia is very beautiful."

"..."

Zheng Wan rolled his eyes.

As a woman, she is crooked.

It's been a hundred years, every day a trick, I'm tired of seeing it.

This person loves Begonia so much that he has to embroider the same Begonia flowers on the corners of his clothes——

As a result, the entire Xuancang Realm has held the Begonia flower into a realm flower.

Everyone is proud of embroidered begonia.

"I don't like to be like others."

Zheng Wan sneered, "You change it."

Cui Wang tightened his face:

"No change."

Zheng Wan also stretched his finger in front of him:

"Wang Lang, do you not love me anymore? This trick has been outdated for a month..."

She had a face lost, her eyes wet, her eyes looked like a Lulu dog guarding the door, full of expectation, but also hiding her loss——

Even his ears drooped down.

Cui Wang sighed to himself:

"What do you want to change?"

Zheng Yu immediately became happy.

Two eyes are shining: "Just draw the Lingyun flower we saw in the mysterious world last time."

"……it is good."

Everyone in the Xuancang realm knows that Liwei Xianjun has a magical painting skill. The occasional landscape pictures that have been spread out on the black market have soared to the high price of 10,000 upper-level stones, which is almost the same as the upper-level magic weapon. Comparable.

But no one knows that such a picture of Liwei Xianjun, who is too lazy to write a pen with a Danqing 10,000 yuan stone, is willing to lower his head and paint Dankou for her moon and moon, changing tricks from time to time.

No one knows that there is a specially opened dark room in Liwei Xianjun’s mansion, where everyone is fearful and cold as snow. That dark room is filled with pictures of beautiful women in the room, and all the pictures of beautiful women are only drawn. A person.

Beauty, laughing and scolding, is a scene. This scene is carefully collected and collected in the tip of the pen——

Even Zheng Wan didn't know it himself.

She was sitting on the edge of the bed at this time, with a pair of bare feet tilted up, and stepping on the man's lap, letting him take a detailed description of Dan Qing:

After a while, a four-petal bell cloud flower appeared vividly on her beautiful fingernails.

The color of impatiens is deliberately modulated.

It's thick and pure, and the color seems to flow from the nails.

Zheng Wan looked at him, and suddenly remembered these hundred years, when Aye Aniang went, she thought she would collapse and would go with it.

But she didn't.

He has been with her all the time, like a tall phoenix tree, never left, supporting her with silent but permanent power.

"How about going back to the mortal world when we are ascending to immortals?"

At the Returning Void Realm, there is already the ability to tear open the boundary door-although it will take some effort.

Cui Wang was taken aback and looked up:

"Do you want to go back?"

"I, Aye and Aniang, have always been nostalgic for my homeland. I want to go back. If there are cultivators among the descendants, I will bring them here. They are all blood relatives. I also want to... take a look again, you The land I used to grow on."

Zheng Wan's eyebrows are crooked, and because of his present happiness, he thinks of the deceit, affection, and toss of the past, and it feels different.

Cui Wang seems to also think of the past:

"Go and go."

But after I went to the mortal world, I realized that the mortal world had changed drastically.

However, two dynasties have been changed in a mere hundred years.

The old Liang dynasty has long passed, and the rising Chen Lichao was replaced by the Jin dynasty only 20 years ago.

At this time, it was the reign of Emperor Jin II, who worked hard to govern, and the country was peaceful.

The Zheng family and the Cui family had already lost sight of everyone in the dynasty change. Zheng Yu and Cui Wang did not show up. Seeing that there was no one who could cultivate among the descendants, they went quietly and returned to the Profound Cang Realm.

"You are not very happy."

After returning to the house, Cui Wang said.

Zheng Wan put his chest on his chest, and fell in love:

"The deceased have gone, even Rong Yi..."

She muffled:

"It would be nice if I could bring one more person."

When everyone can't wait to leave her a hundred thousand miles away, only Rong Yi is still willing to be by her side.

When I went back this time, I found only a small tomb, recorded in history, but a short sentence:

"Died in the siege of the rebels and jumped to the city without falling."

"Wanyu," Cui Wang kissed her and said calmly, "When you asked her then, she wouldn't answer you."

"...Also."

Zheng Wan just wanted to open it after a while.

One month later, the robbery arrived as scheduled.

The two chose the deep sea crossing the tribulation far away from the mainland, and after three days of continuous bombing by the 81th layer of congenital thunder tribulation, they finally succeeded in crossing the tribulation.

At that time, the Profound Cang Realm was eye-catching, and after the earth-shaking thunder tribulation, they all bowed their heads to the deep sea:

"He Liwei, the fairy prince, and the celestial celestial celestial being, have survived nine-nine-nine-eighty-one congenital calamities, and promoted to the Mahayana immortal!

The eight-petal lotus between the eyebrows of the floating true monarch, put his hands together, a blessing towards the deep sea:

"Amitabha."

When getting up:

"Wish to be at ease."