The Return of the Martial Ancestor

Chapter 416

Under the joint attack of the Nine Heavens Taiqing Palace, Daozong, and Sixiang Palace, the Yuanmen's invading army was completely wiped out. The twelve Yuanmen's runner-level powerhouses and the main force of the army were all killed in this battle, and their vitality has been severely damaged since then. .

The blockade formation was abolished, and the armies of the other five super sects were able to descend smoothly. After learning about the previous dangerous situation, they all broke out in a cold sweat.

The seven super sects have reached an offensive and defensive alliance, and they are each other's horns, fighting against the Yuanmen, in order to balance the situation and divide the Dongxuan domain into two.

If the Nine Heavens Taiqing Palace is the first to attack the ancestral court by the Yuanmen, then the balance will be completely broken, and the remaining six will not be spared.

The heads of the seven super sects had a brief conversation in the Nine Heavens Taiqing Palace, and then led their troops back to the sect, and agreed that within three days all the troops would gather in the Dao Domain, and then launch a general attack on the Yuan Sect.

Of course, Daozong's army also withdrew, but Lin Dong took advantage of the situation to stay.

.....

In a boudoir with soft tones and elegant decoration.

"Phew, my wife's bed is still comfortable, even the smell is the same~"

Lin Dong lifted the light white gauze curtain, fell limply on the bed, rolled back and forth a few times, and then moaned quite comfortably,

Looking at the idiot who was "ruining" his brocade quilt, the stunning beauty in fluttering white clothes secretly bit her silver teeth, an inexplicable shyness flashed in her clear eyes, but she didn't say anything to stop her.

This was the first time she let a man enter her boudoir, but she was born with a cleanliness obsession, but she didn't feel disgusted at the scene in front of her, this feeling was very strange.

However, thinking of the complicated look in Master Taiqing's palace master when he found out that he wanted to bring Lin Dong back to his residence, Ling Qingzhu felt quite ashamed and indignant.

"Lin Dong, get up quickly, I have something serious to tell you."

Ling Qingzhu glanced at the idiot who was still acting mischievously, and Tan opened his mouth slightly.

"Let's talk, but you have to take off the veil, there are only two of us here. There is nothing that my husband can't see."

Lin Dong turned over like a carp and stood up flexibly. With a big hand stroking, the tulle on the beauty's face was taken off, revealing a beautiful face that is suitable for anger and happiness.

Ling Qingzhu, who was no longer covered by the veil, rolled her beautiful eyes, and gave Lin Dong an annoyed look. She didn't know whether it was because the veil was taken away, or Lin Dong claimed to be her husband.

"I'll teach you to continue practicing the Supreme Sensation Jue."

The beauty with a cold temperament like a banished fairy said so.

"Practice the Supreme Sensation Jue? Well, speaking of it, I haven't practiced the Taishang Sensation Jue for almost three years, and Qing Zhu has to teach me."

Lin Dong's face was extremely strange when he heard this, he nodded in agreement, and then began to take off his clothes.

"What are you doing?"

A hint of embarrassment flashed in Ling Qingzhu's eyes, she stretched out her hands as smooth as mutton fat jade, and stopped Lin Dong who had already taken off half of her clothes.

"Didn't Qingzhu want it first? Hey, I didn't expect my wife to look cold on weekdays, but she is so active and individual when it comes to matters between men and women. I like..."

Lin's movements froze suddenly, and he looked at Ling Qingzhu inexplicably.

"Lin Dong! Go to hell with me!!!"

Seeing Lin Dong's expression became more and more sloppy, the stunning beauty couldn't bear it any longer, and angrily raised her jade feet and kicked the idiot violently.

"Hey, ma'am, if you don't want it, you don't want it. Why do you still beat me?"

"Go to hell! You bastard! I see that you haven't successfully sensed Taishang yet. You obviously want to help me. What are you thinking?!"

"This...Can I blame this? Our usual...signals have always been this way? It's normal for me to misunderstand. Who told you not to make it clear."

While dodging, someone looked back and explained aggrievedly.

"Clang! Lin Dong, don't run away, let me kill you with one sword!!"

The embarrassing and indignant beauty drew out a three-foot green blade, and stabbed someone aggressively with her sword.

ten minutes.

"I'm ashamed, I've been busy improving my martial arts and cultivation for the past three years in Chaos Demon Sea and Demon Realm, but I've failed to practice Taishang Sensing Art. I hope Qingzhu can help me a lot."

A Lin Moumou, who did not want to be named, was completely unaffected by the three-foot green spear that was pressed against his waist, and said solemnly.

"If you dare to belittle me like this in the future, I will kill you with a single sword."

Ling Qingzhu's charming face was still blushing lingeringly, she bit her red lips lightly with her white teeth, and said in embarrassment.

"Hehe, my wife, what happened? This time it was purely an accident..."

Seeing that the beauty's tone softened, Lin Moumou rolled his eyes, and patted his chest without any psychological barriers to assure that the big unruly hand had already pulled Ling Qingzhu's catkin.

"Hey, I can't be so cruel to you idiot, so you can bully me hard..."

Seeing her lover's pitiful appearance, Ling Qingzhufang's heart softened, and she subconsciously put away the three-foot Qingfeng, for fear that he would be stabbed.

Even though this guy who has set foot in the reincarnation realm, bears the bone of the prehistoric keel, and has perfected the body-refining and natural martial arts of the Qingtian Hualong Jue, will not be injured by it.

Seeing this, Lin Dong, a scumbag who didn't know what his wife wanted, immediately hugged Ling Qingzhu into his arms, trying to comfort him with sweet words.

"Okay, okay, don't say any more, I really don't know where you learned these embarrassing things."

Ling Qingzhu, who was blushing after hearing a sentence of earthy love words, pushed away the unruly Deng Tuzi, rectified his appearance dignifiedly, and returned to the previous cold and indifferent state again.

"I successfully sensed the Supreme One a year ago. This time, we will run the Supreme Sensing Technique together. I will take you to sense the location of the Supreme."

"Also, without my permission, you are not allowed to take off your clothes casually."

Ling Qingzhu raised the gauze curtain and sat cross-legged on the slum in a stately manner.

"Qing Zhu, you misunderstood me, I, Lin Dong, am not such a casual person."

Lin Dong smiled and sat opposite the stunning beauty with a smile on his face. Then he touched the beauty's four palms, fingers intertwined, and looked at her affectionately.

"Don't look at me like this, if this is the case, I can't calm down."

The heart of the cold beauty fluttering in the white dress felt hot, and she lowered her gaze subconsciously.

"Hehe, okay, okay, I understand."

Lin Dong was startled for a moment, and then laughed loudly. This was probably the most touching love story he had ever heard from Ling Qingzhu so far.

Unexpectedly, the normally cold young lady picked him up in a set way, which made Lin Dong's heart itch unbearably.

"Taishang Induction Art, get up!"

As the two of them operated the Taishang Sensing Art at the same time, two vague thoughts gradually took shape between the heaven and the earth, swimming tentatively.

That gentle thought approached him, trying to pull him, but in a coquettish cry, Lin Dong's thought was domineeringly rubbed into his body, and the two were closely fused together.

In a burst of soul trembling, he flew to the chaotic space in the dark place.

"Bad guy, you've clearly sensed that you're too good, even stronger than me, why are you still lying to me?"

"Hehe, because this time I want to try what it feels like to blend souls."

In the haze, the communication between the two groups of vague consciousness was fleeting.

ps: I feel that daily life is more difficult to write than combat.

(End of this chapter)