These fairies want to be cleaned up by me every day

Wei Tu looked at each other with a smile, then shook his head.

"There's no need to say any more. Is that kind of promise a promise? You and I have met several times... Why did you promise eachother? It's already at this point, so you can't let me relax?"

"No, at least I can't let it go."

Her attitude was unusually firm.

The feathers on her body trembled slightly, as if to represent her mood.

He couldn't help but laugh.

"Luo Beihuang... who do you think you are?"

"..."

The woman didn't speak, she just stared at this young man whose temperament suddenly became very frivolous, even a little self-defeating.

"On Qiao Chuan's side, it was just a coincidence. The meeting later was a last resort. We don't have deep roots in love, so why are you interfering in my choice? You want to be my wife?"

The frivolous words made the snow-white cheeks of the young woman who couldn't find anyone more dazzling than her in this world blush slightly.

She looked at the young man with only simple words.

"If you had asked me two years ago, maybe I would have agreed, but now..."

It's just that now she has become the master of the Extreme Sun Heavenly Palace, the number one female fairy emperor in the world, and even the immortal cultivators in the world regard her as the only banner.

But the man in front of him shook his head, smiled and shook his head.

"Are you kidding me? I've never thought about it that way. My wife can only be Su Mi, only her."

"I've known about this for a long time."

The eyes of the woman with the imprint of the other shore flower between her eyebrows were indifferent.

I am not like this man, the hope that I should have has become a dream.

I took a path that I didn't really want.

Wei Tu laughed so wildly that the huge sundial in the Extreme Sun Heavenly Palace trembled because of him.

"So...you don't need to persuade me anymore, this is something I have decided. If I didn't protect them well, I should die with them."

His words were so firm that there was no room for refusal.

But this woman who is already more than ten thousand people, the female fairy emperor is holding on to the last hope.

A hope that she didn't even think existed.

"If you give up dying and become an immortal emperor, I can marry you."

It's just that the young man's eyes stayed on her face for a very short moment.

Then something shattered and shook his head.

"Luo Beihuang, don't put your mind on me. I have never liked you, not at all. You are a treasure in the eyes of others, but you are nothing to me. Are you satisfied with my answer?"

Luo Beihuang finally laughed.

This immortal emperor, whom no one would dare to disobey in the next thousand years, laughed miserably at himself.

"I knew it..."

"..."

"I knew you were so ruthless."

"I just have affection for the person I like, thanks to the wrong love."

"Really? Then let me do something for you in the end."

Wei Tu raised his head and looked at the extremely indifferent face at this moment, as if full of all the negative emotions in this world.

He was waiting for the end, the end he could bear no matter what.

The existence of this world made him feel painful even for a minute, and he was no longer nostalgic, and the remaining air almost made him suffocate.

If that counts evasion, that counts cowardice.

He is also honest with himself.

Luo Beihuang stood in front of him.

Behind it is a dazzling sundial, like a newly rising sun.

Such warmth, such blazing heat, could not illuminate the icy coldness in his heart.

Until she walked step by step, there were no colorful auspicious clouds under her feet.

There is a dazzling golden light behind it.

The young man looked up at the sky as if he had a premonition.

Golden rivers rush down the sky, mighty like thousands of troops.

It's just that the grandeur at this moment is like the residual blood of the setting sun in his eyes.

It is scarlet.

When Luo Beihuang's palm covered Wei Tu's chest.

Wei Tu opened his mouth.

Then he smiled and spoke the truth.

"Thanks for your hard work."

It would be too troublesome to entrust such a matter to her.

What kind of pain will she bear because of herself?

She just shook her head.

"Letting you die in my hands is also the last gift."

Throughout his life, he never gave this woman any gift.

Because I don't want to provoke, and I can't provoke.

Simply let those unbloomed feelings become petals falling in the soil.

Die like dust, and then bloom more beautifully in the next spring.

"Wei Tu, goodbye."

Goodbye.

This is the farewell I didn't say in my heart.

He closed his eyes.

Her palm was just a slight push.

"Wow!"

The naked boy stood up in the bone-piercing cold pool.

Cold drops of water hung on his shoulders, his chest muscles, and his handsome cheeks.

"Luobeihuang..."

It seems that it is a name that I deliberately do not want to remember, but I have to think of it.

The water stains on the chest are icy cold.

His heart was burning like hot oil. PS: I drank Dafa yesterday, so the update is late~~

29 I'm so sorry

"What is the younger brother thinking..."

The soft voice broke the boy's reverie.

It was an ordinary night that was only five days away from Lu Chenzong's disciple Laiyuan Jianzong.

The moon has climbed the branch.

In the maple forest outside Yaowang Pavilion, the young man who was sitting quietly in the gazebo came back to his senses.

He looked at the girl who called out to him.

The perfect face is still spotless, even if there is no expression, it is enough to carry all the beauty in this world.

He shook his head, showing a reassuring smile, and held Jiang Ying's soft palm.

"It's nothing, I've always been distracted recently."

The girl with a cold expression, but her eyes were always on the boy's face said softly.

"Is there something...or in a few days?"

A little worried, although this young man always said words to comfort himself, to make himself feel at ease.But I was still worried that he would be brave and take some things on his shoulders that he shouldn't have to bear.

It's okay... Even if he doesn't say anything, he will figure out a way.

It won't worry him either.

Wei Tu shook his head, gently rubbing Jiang Ying's tactile palm.

Her palms were warm and cold at first, but now they are warm.

There seemed to be slight beads of sweat coming out.

The young man suppressed his impulse, but his body moved closer to the other party little by little.

Until a little impulsively, she gently pulled away the clothes on Jiang Ying's shoulders, and placed a light kiss on her smooth and delicate shoulder skin.

"No, it's just that I always think about some past things recently, and it's easy to get distracted."

Since that day when he fused with the blood of the evil dragon.

Wei Tu felt more than just physical changes.

Although it looks like the skin is still clear and fair, it doesn't look like the skin a man should have.

However, whether it is the thickness of bones or meridians, or the ability to heal wounds, there has been a significant improvement.

This is still a change that occurred when he had not fully fused with the blood essence of the evil dragon. According to the current progress, it was only halfway through.

It just brought a more obvious reaction that he felt like he had taken a lot of tonic recently...

What kind of tiger penis... or something like that.

Blood boiling all day.

With a little provocation, the blood boils naturally.

Especially when seeing Mu Xitong, who is so awesome that people don't pay for his life.

This woman also regarded herself as a warm baby, dragging herself to sleep every day.

When I got up, I still said: "Can't you be more peaceful? Don't you feel bad if you beat me all night?"

These may all be side effects before full fusion.

Wei Tu could only restrain himself as much as possible. Before he reached the Dragon Slaying Realm firmly, everything needed to be restrained. Fortunately, his powerful spirit prevented him from turning into a beast immediately.

After that cold pool, I often think about what happened in those 20 years.

Countless faces, and figures that disappeared before his eyes one by one.

Before I knew it, I seemed to have become a nostalgic person.

Wei Tu knew what he was thinking, but Jiang Ying didn't know, watching the boy's movements.

Her cheeks didn't turn red, but Qingye's eyes began to rippling with mist.

I thought the other party was thinking of his miserable childhood.

Can't help but want to let go of any of his actions.

Whether rough or wild or gentle.

The girl didn't pull up the clothes on her shoulders, but raised her head slightly to look at him.