My wife is the reborn boss

Chapter 313

Wu Qiong was stunned for a while.

He heard the firm determination in Xiaobai's words.

Even...even if she really leaves alone, she will definitely find herself!

Even if she only had the "Cave Void Realm" in her previous life, she needs to cultivate to the Beyond Realm in this life to break through the void and find herself!
Even if her original world is just an inconspicuous one among the billions of worlds in the void, she will definitely find herself!

Then after finding myself.

She would probably beat herself up?
Or just quietly appear in front of me, looking at me coldly?

Or show an evil and charming smile, saying that he can't escape her palm?

But... I won't let those things happen!

Or, take them back with you!
Either, yourself... or you have to take them back with you!
But the residence still has to be said:

"I live in Longnan Community, Longlin Road, Luocheng, China, Building 1, Gate 5, 101."

"If, I mean if.

If I really accidentally go back, I will wait for you there until you find me. "

It's a man's promise.

"L.A. City? I remember." Xiaobai hung up on the conch.

She has to work hard to practice, maybe she can reach the "Beyond Realm" before Wu Qiong!
"Brother Poor, I have to deal with the reception of the various sects here, let's talk tomorrow." Shi'er also hung up the phone.

It is false to deal with things, but it is true to seize the time to practice.

Her thoughts were the same as Xiao Bai's, as long as she landed on the "Beyond Realm" before her poor brother, then she could be with him when he was about to leave!
Even if there is no way to return to his world, those two will still be together!
That's right, she doesn't care about this world or that world, as long as Wu Qiong is there, it is heaven for her.

"Qiang, be careful." Her Majesty also hung the conch.

She has a lot of things to do, notifying the Ministry of Industry to study what "flying chickens" are, coordinating the army and sects, and discussing with Qin, Miaojiang, and the Western Regions how to send troops.

She didn't say anything else.

It would be best if Wu Qiong could stay, but she knew that going home was Ah Qiong's goal for more than ten years, or an obsession.

She will not stop Ah Qiong, but she wants to go back with him, no matter how bad she is, she will find Wu Qiong later, even if she walks through thousands of rivers, thousands of mountains, and thousands of worlds.

As for what to do when the big week comes, she doesn't care.

Lu Wudao and the others will have a way, even if they can't, then it's over and it's over.

When everything returned to calm, Wu Qiong picked up a blade of grass and put it in his mouth.

A slightly bitter taste lingers in the mouth after biting.

He looked at the sky full of stars with his hands behind his head and sighed:
"I don't know anyone in the strange starry sky, not even the Milky Way"

Although he can't see the constellation of the earth.

The next day will be bright.

The peerless handsome Wu Qiong went offline, and the legend of the grassland Jordan went online.

He went all the way west, looking for the edge of the grassland.

At that time, the great Tianzun said that the location of Daxue Mountain can be seen as long as you walk to the westernmost part of the grassland and then go north.

He is going all the way west now, and he hacked to death all the tribal gods he encountered along the way.

If you haven't met a tribe, but you sense that there are masters with talent or above within a radius of [-] miles, you can hack them to death together.

Most of the masters on the grassland don't know how to hide their aura.

This is like Dragon Ball, the cosmic people are powerful in combat, so they seldom exercise their skills.

The earthlings have low combat effectiveness, so they exercised their skills to the limit.

Of course, countries such as the Great Zhou have a complete cultivation system and theoretical knowledge here, so many masters above the innate level understand the importance of concealing aura.

After all, you have to run away. If you don't hide your breath, people can find you and hack you to death.

It's the same with chasing and killing others, if they haven't approached yet, and they run away as soon as they sense your breath, then it's a fart to chase and kill others.

"Huh?" Wu Qiong, who was on his way leisurely, stopped, and he closed his eyes and felt slightly.

There are masters forty miles away in the northwest!
A "Tao follows the natural environment", a half-step Tao method, and an innate one!
He smiled slightly, and I, Wu Qiong, took the head of the first person on the grassland who "imitates the natural realm of Taoism"!
He moved his feet, humming an unknown tune and walked in that direction.

There is only intermittent singing in the wind:

"Little Swallow~ Wearing flower clothes~ Come here every spring~"

Forty miles northwest of here, in the Thunder Tribe.

The three gods gathered together.

One of them always had a friendly and harmless smile on his face.

The other person has delicate features and looks a little handsome.

The two of them are arguing.

And the third person, the most imposing master, was crossing his hands under his chin, and was looking coldly at the two people in the dispute with a pair of deep eyes.

Although there was no anger on his face that resembled the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, the other two could feel that he was now in anger.

"Anthony! What do you mean!" the innate expert with delicate features shouted angrily.

"Oh, don't you understand what I mean by God?" Anthony asked slowly, "Obviously, everyone has no chance to win against the Warrior Tribe this year. Isn't it normal to find another family? Why are you so anxious about Joe?"

God George frowned and said: "Thunder Tribe contributed all the resources, Brother Wick also gave half of the cultivation resources he enjoyed for us to use, and it turned out that you were passive and slowed down a year ago, but now you still want to shoot Slap your ass and run away?! It's not that easy!"

"There is a saying in the Southern Kingdom that good birds will choose tall trees to make their nests. Aren't you also secretly flirting with the Lakers tribe? You have the nerve to blame me." Anthony snorted coldly.

"That's called 'good birds choose trees to live in' and 'dark music'." George retorted, "it's like someone who hasn't been to the Southland."

Wick didn't say a word, but the pressure on him was growing.

George sighed: "Brother Wick, don't worry, I, George, am not the kind of ungrateful person."

He squinted at Anthony: "The Lakers Tribe looked for me, but I will not leave the Thunder Tribe! God can learn from it!"

Wick looked at Anthony again.

Anthony also chuckled: "He has seen the people of the Lakers tribe, and he will not leave because of the brotherhood. I have never seen anyone, and of course he will not leave."

Wick nodded, opened his mouth to encourage, and asked, "What do you think about Jordan's matter?"

"I think that Jordan's strength should be at the peak of the lower gods, no matter how strong he is, he will never reach the level of the upper gods." George analyzed.

Three gods of the Philadelphia tribe were beheaded. It is said that the man used two moves.

George himself was in the realm of half-stepping up to the gods. If he was allowed to come, he could kill any one of the three with one move in a one-on-one situation.

But if it is a one-on-two, he may have to work hard.

But that was when the opponent was prepared.

Both Embiid and Simmons of the Philadelphia Tribe became gods soon, that is, in the past two years.

And the man named Fultz himself knew that he was only one step away from the realm of the gods, so he should have just broken through.

That Jordan has never seen it clearly before, so the three of Embiid are obviously underestimated.

If it was him, he could have killed those three people with a simple move.

But Jordan used two tricks.

So he should be inferior to himself, even if he hides his clumsiness, at most he is on equal footing with himself.

Wick nodded.

In fact, he didn't agree with George's statement.

When he heard the name "Jordan", his blood was already boiling.

It is impossible for a master who is a lower god, or even a half-step upper god, to make him feel this way.

As a person who believes in heaven, he thinks this is a sign from heaven to him!

This Jordan will definitely make him suffer!

Anthony next to him was silent, just smiling quietly.

No one can guess his mind.

Just when George was about to say something more, a thunderous voice suddenly spread throughout the tribe:

"My God Jordan! I heard that the three gods of your tribe are powerful! I am here to challenge you!"

"This battle! We are divided into high and low! We are also divided into life and death!"

(End of this chapter)