wicked immortal

There is still one week to reach the destination.

In the vast sea, a week is very short.

The atmosphere became tense, and the training of the soldiers became more and more arduous. Apart from sleeping, they were practicing. A group of generals trained by Zhao Yuan gathered together every day to discuss tactics.

These days, Zhao Yuan was looking forward to Wan Linger and the others knocking on his door at night, but unfortunately, the grand occasion of that night never appeared again. A group of women seemed to be avoiding suspicion and avoiding him on purpose.

Late at night.

Zhao Yuan sat cross-legged on the bed, practicing the state of "returning to the truth" in "The Enemy of Thousands of People".

After reaching the Realm of Returning to Truth, Zhao Yuan fell into a conflict. He didn't dare to break through forcefully. He even controlled the rhythm of his cultivation intentionally or unconsciously, so as to avoid suddenly entering the realm of mountains and rivers.

Entering the realm of mountains and rivers is the way of immortality.

Zhao Yuan has never been able to understand the realm of "The Enemy of Ten Thousand Enemies", because it is completely different from ordinary cultivation secrets. Usually, the secrets of self-cultivation in the world can only be cultivated to the realm of ascension, but "The Enemy of Ten Thousand Enemies" is different. From the realm of brute force to the realm of eyesight, and then to the realm of wisdom, this is the realm of the secular world. After reaching the immortal way, there are also the realm of mountains and rivers, the realm of great secrets, the realm of origin, and the realm of chaos. There are three realms, but there is one more realm, which makes Zhao Yuan puzzled.

Zhao Yuan didn't look forward to Feisheng as much as he did at the beginning.

In the past, what Zhao Yuan wanted most was to ascend to the Immortal Realm, but now, he was vaguely, even escaping.

Fairy Caixia's decisive expression after her ascension made Zhao Yuan feel a little anxious. At that time, Fairy Caixia didn't even look at him when she left him.

Why is this happening?

Is it really necessary to cut off the seven emotions and six desires as the monk Tianxin said?

In the mundane world, there are too many things that Zhao Yuan can't let go of.

"Dong dong dong..." There was a rhythmic knock on the door.

"Who?" Zhao Yuan's heart beat wildly.

"Me." Wan Linger's voice.

"Ling'er." Zhao Yuan's body flew towards the door like lightning. Wan Ling'er stood outside the door, looking at him with bright eyes.

"Zhao Yuan." Wan Ling'er showed a hint of shyness on her face.

"Come in?" Zhao Yuan wasn't sure, and looked around.

"They won't come." Wan Ling'er said softly.

"...They know?" Zhao Yuan had an incredulous expression on his face.

"Yes."

"Really?" Zhao Yuan was still not sure.

"Will you just let me stand outside the door?" Wan Ling'er gritted her teeth.

"Ah... no no..."

Zhao Yuan turned sideways quickly, let Wan Ling'er into the room, and closed the door behind him.

After the door closed, the room was plunged into darkness.

When the matter came to an end, Zhao Yuan didn't dare to act rashly without Wan Linger not taking the initiative. There was a long silence in the room. The breathing of the two of them was clearly audible, especially Wan Linger's shortness of breath.

"Zhao Yuan..."

"Ah."

"I... I'm a little scared..."

"I'm afraid too."

"What are you afraid of?"

"I……"

"Zhao Yuan, we are all afraid of your sudden ascension."

"No." Zhao Yuan affirmed.

"And...and...our expedition..."

"I told you not to come." Zhao Yuan sighed. At the beginning, he insisted not to allow a few women to come, but a group of women who were looking for life and death finally came.

"We are here, your chances of returning to Zhanyun Continent are better." Wan Ling'er said softly.

"But you..."

"If you go back to Zhanyun Continent, what's the point of us being alive?"

"Linger..."

Zhao Yuan was inexplicably moved, and gently hugged Wan Linger. Wan Linger's body was trembling slightly with Zhao Yuan's embrace, her muscles tensed. She was very nervous.

"I am Zhao Yuan, He De He Neng." Zhao Yuan gently stroked Wan Ling'er's beautiful hair with his hands. Now, Wan Ling'er's beautiful hair has grown again, reaching to his waist, like a waterfall, exuding light from the earth. Fragrance of shampoo.

"Zhao Yuan, if we can return to Zhanyun Continent, can we hold a wedding in our Wan family?" Wan Ling'er snuggled into Zhao Yuan's arms.

"Ah."

Thinking of Wanjia, Zhao Yuan was filled with emotions. Too many memories of him were recorded there, and among them, the young love between him and Wan Linger was the most profound. The dancing paper butterflies seemed to be like in sight.

"They must be very happy." Wan Ling'er seemed to be dreaming.

"Well, it will."

Thinking of Wan Ziyu and the Chen family, Zhao Yuan smiled slightly.

"Zhao Yuan, do you still remember the paper butterfly?"

"Of course I remember." Zhao Yuan's mind moved, he didn't expect that he just remembered the past of the paper butterfly, and Wan Ling'er actually mentioned it. Could it be that he really has a heart?

"Do you know? At that time, I couldn't drive the paper butterfly, and I practiced desperately every day, and spent a lot of money." Wan Ling'er's mouth showed a sweet smile.

"I wait for your paper butterfly every day."

"Hee hee, really? Was I greedy for money back then?"

"It's not very greedy for money, it's very greedy for money."

"Hee hee... There is no way, refining those talismans is very expensive... At that time, did you miss me?"

"Of course I want to, every night I want you to come to my room..."

"satyr."

"Actually, I want to go to your room too..."

"How dare you, my father won't break your leg."

"Yeah, so I didn't go."

"Haven't you always been lustful?"

"Ah...this..."

"Hmph, you won't go because you're afraid you'll break your leg?"

"No, no... I'm mainly afraid that you will break my leg..."

"This... At that time, it was really possible..."

"What if it is now?"

"Hate... oh..."

Zhao Yuan's mouth had already covered Wan Ling'er's soft lips, and Wan Ling'er let out a blood-pulling moan.

At this time, silence is better than sound, and countless paper butterflies suddenly flew up in the air, and the butterflies were layered upon layer, dancing in the air, beautiful and magnificent.

Zhao Yuan's hands had already penetrated into Wan Ling'er's skirt, holding the pair of warm and soft mountain peaks.

"Zhao Yuan..." Wan Ling'er suddenly opened Zhao Yuan's mouth inappropriately.

"Ok?"

"Is it too...too..."

"What?" Zhao Yuan was so horny right now that he was in no mood to speak at all, but he still held his temper.

"Is mine too small?"

"What is too small?" Zhao Yuan was a little puzzled.

"I hate it... mine is not as big as tomorrow and Mingyue's..." Wan Ling'er's face was burning like fire, extremely hot.

"Just right, I like it."

"Um... uh..."

At this time, Zhao Yuan did not dare to discuss this question, because no matter how he answered it, it was always an offending topic. His big hands had already taken off Wan Linger's clothes, and under the faint moonlight, Wan Ling'er curled up. Ling'er revealed a body like suet jade.

"Linger, you are so beautiful."

Wan Ling'er was so shy that she shrank into a ball, closed her eyes tightly, and didn't dare to look at Zhao Yuan, let alone speak, but Zhao Yuan's praise still made her very happy.

Zhao Yuan didn't know that Wan Ling'er had been ridiculed by Ming Ri Mingyue for her flat chest for a long time, and she lacked confidence in herself extremely.

Under the moonlight, Zhao Yuan pressed lightly on the trembling body...

……

That night, the room was filled with noises from time to time.

No one disturbed them, the two enjoyed this rare two-person world, chatted when they were tired, and rested, the blood-pulling groans would faintly sound again.

Both Zhao Yuan and Wan Ling'er cherish this hard-won time.

Both of them knew very well that no one knew the outcome of this expedition, and it was still unknown whether they would be able to return.

The next day was sunny and sunny.

Above the sea, the wind is calm.

When Zhao Yuan and Wan Ling'er got up, it was already high in the sun. When they appeared on the deck, they immediately saw a few women covering their mouths and laughing, while Wan Ling'er lowered her head, her face was flushed, and she couldn't help it. Dare to meet the eyes of everyone.

"Sister Linger, be careful, don't fall."

Mingyue was the most witty, she quickly ran to Wan Ling'er and supported Wan Ling'er, but it made several women burst into laughter, and Wan Ling'er was so eager to find a crack in the ground that she blushed up to her neck.

"Sister Linger, is he powerful?" Mingyue asked softly in a low voice.

"what……"

"I'm a little scared..." Mingyue glanced up and down at the weak Wan Ling'er.

"..." Wan Ling'er was terrified by Mingyue's eyes, and her face felt hot.

"Sister Linger, tell me, I'm really scared." Mingyue shook Wan Linger's arm.