Wen Qi suppressed the instinct to dodge and straightened her body like a lightning rod. Those thunderbolts were not wasted, and they all fell on Wen Qi's head, body, legs...

Then it penetrated into her body and traveled around her internal organs. While it stung, it squeezed her soul to further integrate with her immortal body.

Only then did Wen Qi realize that her soul and body had not truly reached the state of unity of spirit and body. It seemed that they were far behind.

Feng Ce in the distance frowned slightly and stared closely at Wen Qi, who was wrapped in lightning. It wasn't until the wave of lightning dissipated and Wen Qi's figure slowly emerged that he relaxed his tense body slightly.

Ten seconds later, the second wave of thunder fell, then the third wave, the fourth wave...

Wen Qi could still feel pain at first, but then her body gradually became numb, and she couldn't feel anything at all. She began to worry that her newly evolved immortal body had been cooked by electricity.

Several times, she wanted to let the secret book of metaphysics come out to help her fight, but she was unwilling to do so. She wanted to become stronger and feel more confident when she went back to see the master, so that the master could know that she was like this. I have lived well outside for many years.

Unknown how many waves of thunder fell, Wen Qi's consciousness was already in a trance. She couldn't stand and fell back, lying on the ground and turned into a thunder cocoon.

At this moment, the thunderclouds in the sky surged and reluctantly dissipated.

Feng Ce appeared outside the cocoon and raised his hand to touch it. Circles of arcs suddenly appeared above the cocoon, preventing outsiders from approaching.

He pursed his lips, anger flashed in his eyes, but he didn't dare to do anything to the cocoon, so he could only wait.

This wait lasted another three days.

The energy of the thunder cocoon gradually became weaker, and finally suddenly cracked, turning into little starlight and dissipating in the sky.

Inside, the curled-up red figure slowly opened his eyes, stretched his waist as if he had just woken up, stood up and smiled at Feng Ce, "Stupefied? Don't you recognize me?"

Dressed in a flamboyant red dress, with smooth and beautiful black hair, and a bright and bright smile. At first glance, it is still the original Wen Qi, but upon closer inspection, there are some differences.

Feng Ce looked at her carefully and said after a while: "My hair has grown longer. These three days seem like a long time." He opened his hand and said, "Come here."

Wen Qi rushed into his arms as soon as she stepped down and whispered: "I'm sorry for making you worry."

"No need to apologize." Feng Ce kissed her forehead, "I am your man, and I should worry about you."

Wen Qi smiled, raised her head and kissed the man's thin lips.

Feng Ce let her run wild for a while, then kissed her back hard.

The two were affectionate for a while, and Wen Qi suddenly remembered, "Oh no! Yangyang is still at home!" There has been no one at home for three days, will Yangyang starve to death? !

Feng Ce was also worried about Wen Qi in the past few days and had completely forgotten about the son at home, but he was not that worried, "The general is at home and will not leave him alone."

Wen Qi still felt uneasy, so she opened the gate and hurried back home.

When Wen Qi arrived at home, he scanned his soul and found that there was no one at home! She suddenly panicked and teleported downstairs, "General! Where is Yangyang?"

The general came out of the cold star and knelt in front of the two of them, "Yangyang was taken away by the Zombie King. His subordinates are incompetent. Please punish me, Lord!"

The general was originally a ghost general with a very solid ghost body, but now his body is almost transparent, and he has obviously suffered heavy injuries.

Feng Ce transferred some soul power to the general, who immediately solidified a little, but still knelt on the ground and couldn't get up.

Wen Qi was thinking about the Zombie King. She formed a portrait of Chen Guanli out of thin air, "Is it him?"

The general looked up and gritted his teeth and said, "That's him! He brought a very strange magic weapon, severely injured me, and took away Xiao Hei and Yang Yang."

Wen Qi frowned, raised his hand to do some calculations, and disappeared in an instant.

Feng Ce sighed secretly and followed.

The general looked gloomy and returned to Hanxing in silence.

In the blink of an eye, Wen Qi appeared in a dark and airtight room. As soon as she stood firm, a black shadow rushed towards her from the front. A hint of helplessness flashed in Wen Qi's eyes, and she raised her hand to pinch the skin on the back of Xiao Hei's neck.

"Meow?" Xiao Hei called out in confusion, wondering why his master's taste had changed.

Wen Qi let go of it and strode to Yangyang's side. The child had a fever, and the kid was holding him to cool him down. When he saw Wen Qi, he was visibly relieved, "Yangyang hasn't eaten anything for a day."

Wen Qi felt extremely distressed. She gently touched Yang Yang's eyebrows with her fingers, and the child's body temperature dropped. She carefully picked up Yangyang and said, "We're going home now."

The kid glanced in the direction of the door, "What to do with those zombies?"

Wen Qi said quietly: "Feng Ce will handle it, I will take you home first."

The Chen family in Southern Xinjiang, right? If you dare to touch her eldest nephew, there is no need for the Chen family to continue.

In a blink of an eye, they arrived home.

Xiao Hei seemed to be frightened. He raised his paw to observe for several seconds before daring to land, and then let out a confused "meow?" sound again.

The kid looked envious, "Has my mother's cultivation skyrocketed with you again?"

Qing Yi appeared in the kitchen to make porridge, and knocked the kid on the head, "Come here and help."

Wen Qi ignored them and took Yangyang back to change clothes. Without taking a shower, she just used her soul power to clean them. Halfway through putting on his clothes, Yangyang woke up, with a pair of black grape-like eyes full of fear. When he saw the familiar environment and Wen Qi in front of him, Yangyang burst into tears.

Wen Qi hugged the child, caressed his back tenderly, and listened to him cry quietly, allowing him to vent the fear and grievances in his heart to his heart's content.

Listening to Yangyang's heartbreaking cries, Wen Qi's eyes became more and more gloomy, and she wished she could immediately crush Chen Guanli to ashes.

After a while, Yangyang hiccupped and slowly stopped crying.

Wen Qi touched his head, calmed down the darkness in his eyes, and said softly: "Yangyang, aunty, go get a towel and wipe your face, and then let's go downstairs to eat, okay?"

Yangyang was still sobbing, holding on to Wen Qi's clothes and not letting go.

"Yangyang doesn't want to be separated from Auntie, right?" Wen Qi said with a smile, "Then Auntie will take you with her, okay?"

Yangyang said aggrievedly, "Yeah".

Wen Qi carried him to the bathroom and wiped his face, and suddenly whispered: "I'm sorry, it was my aunt's lack of consideration that caused Yangyang to be taken away by the bad guys."

Yangyang's eyes were swollen from crying, but he shook his head when he heard this, and said with a thick nasal voice: "It's not my fault, it's the bad guys, and my aunt saved me."

Wen Qi smiled and said, "Silly boy, go down and eat. Aunt Qingyi has cooked porridge."

Yangyang opened his hands and said, "Auntie, hug me."

Wen Qi picked up Yangyang and walked downstairs, feeling distressed and guilty, "Yangyang, Auntie promises that those bad guys will pay the price."

Yangyang: "Yeah! Auntie is the most powerful!"

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