Ghost King’s Medical Consort

"How did you know..." Nalan Yechen curled his lips in depression.

"Don't think I don't know the little Jiujiu in your heart. After all, I'm your father." A sly smile appeared on Nalanjing's lips.

"My mother shouldn't have given me the nickname Jiujiu." Nalan Yechen muttered depressed.

"Don't throw any pot on your mother." Nalanjing grabbed his ear and exhorted.

"Yes, yes... I see, old man."

"You haven't said how you came to the ancient realm?"

"When I was in Xingyue City, I accidentally found a breath of Heavenly Dream, and then pursued the past. I knew it was a trick of Heavenly Dream. She led me into a crack in time and space, and I fell into it. In the ancient realm." Nalan Yechen frowned.

Nalanjing's face suddenly became solemn, "Tianmeng is not dead? Impossible! She was obviously burned to ashes by the lady's Qinglian fire!"

"Tianmeng's physical body is dead, but her soul is still left behind, protected by the ancient divine artifact Jinlian, so I can't kill her at all, but fell into her trick!" Nalan Yechen gritted her teeth bitterly, exquisitely Jun Lang's face was full of anger.

"She will definitely trouble her mother, daddy, so we must find a way to return to the Heavenly Judgment Realm as soon as possible! Don't let the mother fall into her conspiracy!"

"Okay!" Nalanjing nodded and paused. He stretched out his hand to caress Nalan Yechen's shoulder, "Your mother is strong and intelligent. Your mother will be fine. I will find it as soon as possible. The exit of the ancient realm, and then leave here together."

"Father, I'll be with you!" Nalan Yechen's clear purple eyes were full of firmness.

"Well, we father and son work together, and we will be able to find an exit and leave here as quickly as possible." Nalan's beautiful and charming purple eyes are also full of determination.

...

In the Xuan Clan realm, in the Xuan Clan, there was a touch of excitement in the eyes of Old Ancestor Feng. He stared at the woman in front of him, and asked excitedly: "What did you say? You said my master is not dead? Still alive?"

"Yes, I can see that Yue'er's breath is floating, but Yue'er's current situation is not very good, very weak and weak, it seems to be dead...It seems to be resurrected..." The woman wrinkled tightly brow.

If you look closely, you can see that her face is somewhat similar to Mu Qianyue.

This woman is no one else, she is the resurrected King Pan Zhi. The road to reincarnation completely resurrected her, not only repaired her badly wounded soul, but also gave her a spiritual body of heaven and earth, reborn.

Although she is reborn now, it has been ten years since Mu Qianyue opened the road to reincarnation.

Ancestor Feng has been following Mu Qianyue's instructions to protect the Xuan and Xingyue tribes. For the past ten years, there has been Ancestor Feng, and there has been nothing wrong with each other. No one dares to trouble the Xuan and Xingyue tribes.

Besides, the Xuan Clan and Xingyue Clan were originally one of the three ancient Wu Clan, who would dare to trouble the Xuan Clan and Xingyue Clan unless he was tired of living!

After being opened once, the road to reincarnation collapsed completely and could no longer be opened. Fortunately, the black hole channel connecting the ancient realm was not destroyed. Otherwise, if the gods and demons inside broke out, it would definitely destroy the entire world!

"Yes, the master should be dead, but he hasn't completely disappeared..." There was a hint of light in Tian Shuo's delicate blue eyes.

Originally, his body was destroyed, his soul was broken, and he had already melted into the Tongtian Tower. It was the master who threw the Tongtian Tower into the road of rebirth, and he had the chance to be reborn. Otherwise, I don’t know how many years to wait, maybe thousands of years. , It may be a long and long ten thousand years.

This time, not only was he reborn, but he also recovered all his strength, only

"Girl Pan, do you know how to enter the ancient realm?" Tian Shuo looked at Mr. Pan Zhi and asked.

Pan Zhijun was once a descendant of the Pan clan, and he must know more than them.

Pan Zhijun's delicate and beautiful face showed a thoughtful color, "I heard my father say it a long time ago, but it was tens of thousands of years ago, and many of them have been forgotten. I need to go back and read the books."

"My Xingyue clan seems to have been recorded in any book..." The Xing You on the side heard this with a pensive expression.

"Then we will all go back and read the books individually. If there is news, we will gather here and discuss together." Feng ancestor narrowed his eyes and suggested.

Pan Zhijun and others nodded in agreement.

...

Stars are sparse at night, and a bright moon hangs above the vast expanse of sky.

In the courtyard, the evening breeze was slow, and the shadows of the trees were whirling.

"Tian Shuo, I will go with you this time to go to the ancient realm." Meng Ximo leaned against Tian Shuo's arms, gently closed his eyes, and felt his breath and body temperature.

She waited for so long and finally waited until he was resurrected. Ten years ago, when she learned that Tian Shuo might be resurrected, she immediately rushed over. She has been living in the Xuan Clan for these ten years, looking at Tongtian Tower every day. Watching Tian Shuo successfully condense the body.

It's a pity that such a good time can't last long, and they have to face those **** storms again, but no matter what the ending, no matter how dangerous the process is, she just wants to be by his side and never leave.

"Ximo, the exiles in the ancient realm are all gods and demons from hundreds of thousands of years ago. They are all vicious people, extremely dangerous, you..." Tian Shuo hasn't finished speaking, a slender and soft palm. He covered his lips.

Meng Ximo stared at Tian Shuo with a serious and firm expression, "Even if it is dangerous, as long as I have you by my side, I will feel at ease. This time we have been apart for ten years, and every day is suffering to me. , I don’t want to be separated from you for a moment! I just want to be with you! Even if it is death, I am not afraid!"

"Ximo..." A mist of water surged in Tian Shuo's azure blue eyes. For him, the separation time was not a torment.

At that time, although his body was destroyed, his soul was severely damaged, and he reintegrated into the Tongtian Tower, but his consciousness did not dissipate, so he could feel Ximo's tears and sadness, and could see Ximo facing each other day and night The tower of Tongtian frowned and mourned, his heart hurts, it hurts!

He rushed out to hug her, kiss her on the forehead, and tell her that he has been...

But he can't move, has no body, can't speak, can't convey any thoughts, so he can only watch...

"Tian Shuo, I love you..." Meng Ximo gently closed her eyes, raised her face, and kissed his **** lips.

Tian Shuo hugged her slender and soft waist, and there was a little tenderness and light in the clear blue eyes like lake water, "Silly Mo'er, I love you too! Never stopped!"