Full-time mage's wife Mu Ningxue

Chapter 230 Daxue and Xiaoxue, Shura field!
Commander-level undead didn't die so easily, but after Xueer's long wear and tear, it still lost its life.

Baiyou Guichen - female ghost in white, die!

The black undead crystals fell into Xue'er's hands under the traction of ice and snow, and at the same time, the remnants of Baiyou's ghost minister floated in.

The essence and remnant souls of ghost undead are of higher quality than those of other types of undead. Unfortunately, Lan Muchen was unlucky and didn't explode the essence.

"Master." Xue'er shoved the undead crystal into Lan Muchen's hand, and called out simply.

Lan Muchen held Xue'er's little hand, it was icy cold, it was an excellent little air conditioner in summer.

Xue'er frozen a large number of undead, so that the balance of victory quickly fell to the human side. Many people were still surprised that when the ice and snow fell, the undead had already been killed and injured.

Ice and snow natural disaster, a disaster specifically aimed at the undead.

The crowd cheered and prevented them from going back to the city wall. They thought that killing the undead officials would cause heavy losses, but they didn't expect that there were not many injured people.

Mu Ningxue reached out to catch a few falling snowflakes, and the slightest coldness made her feel comfortable.

There are only a few high-level ice mages here, and only Lan Muchen can make such a big noise.

But this ice crystal snowflake is not his style, and the scope is not so exaggerated, so it can only be Xueer.

The snow was still falling, and the crowd left one after another. When Mu Ningxue saw Lan Muchen, he just saw a magical scene——

Lan Muchen was hugging a little girl and kissing her cheek.

Mu Ningxue's palms were clenched tightly, and her silver teeth were almost crushed.

The hand fell on Lan Muchen's shoulder, and the extreme cold directly froze half of his arm.

Lan Muchen turned his head mechanically, and his girlfriend was staring at him coldly.

Swallowing her saliva, she quickly let go of the hand that hugged Xue'er: "Ning Xue~"

"Kiss my little girl behind my back, okay, you're fine!" Mu Ningxue pronounced the words clearly, her low and cold voice almost crushed Lan Muchen to death.

"Misunderstanding, misunderstanding." Lan Muchen hurriedly hugged Mu Ningxue.

Mu Ningxue directly interrupted Lan Muchen who wanted to explain: "Misunderstanding? I have seen it all, you say misunderstanding?"

"Could it be possible that next time I catch j on the bed, you'll still say you misunderstood?"

Death stares and questions from Ning Xue's wife!

Explanation is useless, then use actions to prove it!

Regardless of all difficulties and obstacles, Lan Muchen's mouth touched Mu Ningxue's lips.

The snow was falling, and the snow crystals fell on the two of them. The two embracing each other formed a beautiful picture scroll in the ice and snow.

"Xing Ling, don't look at it." Xue'er looked at the two obsessively, but stretched out her hand to cover Xiao Huaxian's eyes.

Xing Ling, who didn't understand anything, scratched her head helplessly.

"Crow?"

It wasn't until Mu Ningxue slapped Lan Muchen on the back hard that the two parted.

"Asshole." Mu Ningxue scolded coldly.

She knew that Lan Muchen was loyal to love, but she was afraid of losing, afraid of losing this feeling, and also afraid that Lan Muchen would not have her in his heart.

"Fool." Lan Muchen hugged her tenderly, gently smoothing her white hair.

Mu Ningxue pushed Lan Muchen away and said, "Take your little sister."

Well, the jealousy is almost overflowing the screen.

"Sister Ningxue." Xue'er didn't care about this, she threw herself into Mu Ningxue's arms, and kissed her cheek intimately.

The cold snow lips fell on the warm and soft face, directly melting Mu Ningxue's jealous heart and the invisible Shura field.

"Xiao Xue'er has grown up so much, so good." Although she was surprised why Xue'er could speak human language, but these are not important now.

Mu Ningxue and Lan Muchen caressed Xue'er's hair with ice crystals and snowflakes intertwined like a river of ice and snow as gently as Lan Muchen, with tenderness in his eyes.

Lan Muchen knew that Ning Xue had recognized Xue'er a long time ago, and she was not angry, but she would always be jealous when her boyfriend kissed other girls.

……

Mu Ningxue was holding Xue'er and Xingling from left to right, three stunning beauties of different sizes were in front, and the hard-working Lan Muchen followed behind.

Everyone else was stunned when they entered the city.

He came back from outside the city with wounds on his face, but brought three beauties with him, two of whom looked underage and small.

It was simply born!
Wait, brother, shut up your saliva first, it's all dripping on the ground.

Lan Muchen and Mu Ningxue, who were a little tired, did not stop at the outer city wall, greeted Mu Bai and walked towards the city.

Mu Bai met Xue'er and Xingling when he was in Bo City, but he didn't expect them to grow up so big, especially their strength is so terrifying.

"Brother Mu Bai, goodbye."

It's not good to take Xue'er and Xingling with you on the street, not to mention attracting attention, it's not appropriate to leave frosty and floral scents everywhere you go.

The two dimensions summoned and sent the two of them home, and only Lan Muchen and Mu Ningxue were left on the way.

"Ning Xue." Lan Muchen hugged Mu Ningxue's arm with a serious face.

Knowing that she was jealous and in a bad mood, Lan Muchen would naturally take care of her.

"Do you think I'm messing around?" Mu Ningxue asked suddenly.

Lan Muchen was taken aback, and after thinking about it, he replied: "No."

"In all fairness, it's really my fault that I was with you, and even kissed and hugged Xue'er."

"Put yourself in another way, if I see you kissing and hugging your pretty little brother, I will definitely be angry."

"Anger and anger are light. I will use the cruelest magic to kill that person bit by bit."

Mu Ningxue smiled pretty: "I understand you. Xueer and Xingling accompanied you to grow up, especially Xiao Xueer, who grew up with you. They are your closest relatives."

"Thank you." Lan Muchen leaned against Mu Ningxue's fragrant shoulders.

Mu Ningxue supported Lan Muchen's head with one finger, and her voice became cold again: "Be serious, it's on the street."

"Well, it's not serious to go back."

Many people in the neighborhood are envious of such a pair of gods and couples, who are good-looking and have a good relationship.

After finding a nice hotel, Lan Muchen and Mu Ningxue went back to their room to rest after a simple meal.

In the ancient capital, walking around at night is quite normal, especially for mages.

During the day, the scorching sun is in the sky, the undead recede, and it is the world of the living.

At night, when night falls, the undead surge, it is the struggle between the living and the dead.

After the replay, Lan Muchen pouted, and kept forgetting that he still had injuries on his body, and his face was scratched due to the wind blowing.

I didn't feel much pain because of the freezing of the ice before, but it hurt a little after the ice melted.

Fortunately, high-level healing mages don't care about wounds. Once a healing elf goes down, all injuries will be healed.

When fighting the undead before, I forgot that I was a healing mage.

He applied several healing spells to Ning Xue in a row, for fear of leaving wounds and internal injuries that would make her uncomfortable.

"I'm going to take a shower." Mu Ningxue took off the boots that wrapped her calves, revealing her beautiful feet covered in black silk, put on slippers and walked into the bathroom.

"Ning Xue, let's go together." Lan Muchen's eyes stayed on those long black silk legs, and followed closely.

"Bang~" The bathroom door closed, and Lan Muchen was left outside.

(End of this chapter)