Quick Wear: Get the System Wool

Seeing that Luo Ling was in a low mood after regaining her memory, Luo Wutong wanted to take her outside for a walk and ask her to help him see how to collect offerings from the gods.

As soon as the two of them left the space, there was a loud explosion in the sky, and Luo Wutong immediately pulled Luo Ling back to the space. She was very familiar with this situation. In that life, the Heavenly Dao did not allow her to change history, so she played this trick. This time, it was probably because the divine power possessed by Luo Ling was not something that this immortal cultivation plane could withstand, so the Heavenly Dao did not allow her to come out, so it warned her.

"If you don't let me go out, I won't go out." Luo Ling had no objection. She had been feeling depressed since she came out. Luo Wutong also couldn't let Luo Ling be hunted down by the Heavenly Dao.

"A Ling, you stay in this space for the time being. If I can ascend to the upper realm one day, I will allow you to travel freely." Luo Wutong felt that his luck in the realm of immortal cultivation was overflowing, and he could expect to ascend.

"Okay. Sister, don't worry about me. Go and do your own thing first."

Luo Wutong did not mention the matter of offerings to the gods. Since Luo Ling could not go out, there was no need to cause her more trouble.

The spiritual clone was unwilling to come down from the offering of the gods, so she no longer needed to follow Luo Wutong into the space. As long as it was within the range of Luo Wutong's spiritual consciousness, the clone could move freely.

Occasionally she would pick up a piece of transparent gel and blow bubbles, sometimes she would knead it into a chair and lie down to bask in the sun, then flatten it into a thin quilt to cover herself. Her clone, on the offering of the gods, was like a baby in the womb, extremely comfortable.

Luo Wutong could sense everything in her mind, and suddenly she realized that she had made a mistake. It was not that she could not reach the offerings of the gods, but that she was already above them. The reason why she could not receive the offerings of the gods was because she used the wrong method.

She mobilized her spiritual clone and began to fold from the edge, slowly rolling the gods' offerings into a ball, and then compressed it. When the spiritual clone was able to hold up the gods' offerings, Luo Wutong thought, "Collect", and the transparent gelatin in the sky disappeared.

Luo Wutong was overjoyed, but unexpectedly discovered that the offerings from the gods were not taken into the space, but entered her sea of ​​consciousness along with the divine clone.

It took her a while to react. It would have been better if she had not put it into the space. In her sea of ​​consciousness, the immunity to damage that could not be broken by any magic weapon worshipped by the gods meant that in this plane of cultivation, no one could break her consciousness, thus ensuring that her soul was indestructible.

Before she could think about it any further, the scene before her changed dramatically.

Rong Jing was fighting with his sword in the lightning array. Just as he was about to chop down with his sword, he found that the entire array had disappeared. In front of him was an open space with blue sky and white clouds. Not far away, Luo Wutong was standing there prettily, looking at him with a smile.

It turned out that the two were very close to each other. Rong Jing teleported to Luo Wutong's side. The two faced each other. A hundred years of cultivation passed in the blink of an eye, and their separation seemed like it was just yesterday.

Rong Jing carefully described Luo Wutong's eyebrows and eyes, "I miss you."

"Me too." Luo Wutong leaned against Rong Jing's chest and felt the violent rise and fall of his chest. His emotions were even more excited than he showed.

She looked up and met Rong Jing's affectionate eyes, "Senior Brother." Her voice was soft and weak.

"Call me Ajing."

"Ajing."

After a long and passionate kiss, Luo Wutong finally fainted in Rong Jing's arms. She was taken to the Dragon Clan Villa, in Rong Jing's room. When she opened her eyes, she saw Rong Jing lying beside her with his hands propped up, looking at her quietly.

Luo Wutong felt very embarrassed and wanted to hide in the space. Rong Jing happened to lean over and hold her slender waist with one hand and clasped her fingers with the other hand. In this way, she was brought into Luo Wutong's mysterious world.

The scene changed, and Rong Jing and Luo Wutong were stunned.

"Is this your secret?" Rong Jing looked at Luo Wutong with amusement and kindly closed her mouth.

The two of them were lying on the big bed in Luo Wutong's space in an intimate posture. Luo Wutong was stunned for just a moment, then he came to his senses immediately.

"Yes, this is my secret, are you curious?"

"I'm curious. But if you don't want to tell me, I won't force you." Rong Jing was calm and confident that Luo Wutong would not hide anything anymore.

Luo Wutong bit his chin and was about to introduce himself, but Rong Jing had no time to explore the secrets of space. He wanted to explore Luo Wutong more.

The two of them almost had a gunshot wound. Fentian pushed the door open with his short legs. Rong Jing hurriedly covered Luo Wutong with a quilt, staring at Fentian with sharp eyes.

"Who are you? Why are you here?" Fentian had never seen Rong Jing, but he smelled like Luo Wutong.

Luo Wutong stuck his head out, "Fentian, you go out first."

Fentian pouted and glanced at Luo Wutong sideways, "Humph, woman."

Rong Jing patted Luo Wutong's head and said, "Please pack up. I'll wait for you outside."

Rong Jing followed Fentian downstairs, and the two of them sat and stood in the living room, staring at each other. Luo Ling happened to come over and saw Rong Jing, and looked him up and down with a critical look.

When Luo Wutong went downstairs, he saw the three people were strangely quiet, and Rong Jing was sitting upright.

"Sister, who is this person?"

“Ahem, well, we are dating.” Luo Wutong was a little embarrassed but still announced it generously.

Rong Jing's eyes lit up, and Xiaotong acknowledged his identity.

"Oh~" Luo Ling stretched out her tone and asked, "When did it happen? How come I don't know anything about it?"

"Aren't you in seclusion? I didn't have time to tell you." Luo Wutong pulled Luo Ling to sit down and explained.

The pressure was directly given to Rong Jing. Rong Jing felt nervous for the first time. The woman in front of him had unfathomable cultivation, but she called Xiaotong "sister". In Xiaotong's space, she was very close to Xiaotong. He felt that if he did not satisfy her, he and Xiaotong might not be able to get along well. He was more nervous than meeting his mother-in-law.

Rong Jing stood up, bowed, and said solemnly: "Senior, please rest assured and entrust Xiaotong to me. I swear that if I fail Xiaotong in the future, my immortal path will be cut off and I will not die a good death." The inner demon oath of a cultivator will come true.

Luo Ling's pressure made Rong Jing almost unable to stand. A trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, but his expression remained firm.

Luo Wutong did not ask Luo Ling to let Rong Jing go, but cast a begging look, Luo Ling could not help but complain in his heart that girls are really outgoing and love-brained. Thinking of the past life, the brainless Luo Wutong and the lovely Qin Xiu, the originally vague memories suddenly came to his mind.

Forget it, everyone has their own destiny. My sister has experienced several worlds. If she still can't see people clearly, she deserves to suffer. If one day I can't accompany my sister anymore, I hope she can have a like-minded partner to accompany her in her long life. That's fine.

"I hope you can do what you say." Luo Ling let go, allowing Rong Jing to breathe a sigh of relief.

"A Ling, you are so nice." Luo Wutong hugged Luo Ling, turned around and quickly gave Rong Jing a healing pill.

Luo Ling didn't want to stay and be a light bulb, so he carried Fentian out of the living room.

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