God-level Refiner: Ghost King Pampering and Pampering Concubine

Chapter 45 The Eternal Love
Just now Yu Wuchen said that the night was not in vain, she didn't seem to do anything.

"Worriless and dull, please tell me clearly, Brother Pavilion Master."

As soon as he landed, Yu Wuchen's hand clamped Yan Wuyou's wrist, and began to check Yan Wuyou's body.

After confirming that it was solved, the corner of Yu Wuchen's mouth twitched again.

Yu Wuchen was really happy for Yan Wuyou at the moment, it was really too dangerous last night, Yan Wuyou took two kinds of medicine at the same time.

It is reasonable for Qian Xiangchen to be unsolvable if he is a man, but Yan Wuyou was actually solved by relying on the water in the cold pool. It seems that there are really too many miracles in Yan Wuyou.

"Have you heard of the cold pool? Not everyone can enter this cold pool. The water in the cold pool is so cold that people above the fifth level can stay in it for up to two hours, and they are practicing kung fu. , but you stayed all night, you should have been tortured in the double sky of ice and fire, and kept using spiritual power to control the coldness of the pool water, so you upgraded inadvertently."

"You should be thankful that you were a blessing in disguise. Last night you were indeed formidable. In a fixed space, illusionists can beat warriors. It is truly extraordinary."

Yu Wuchen now thinks of the thrilling experience last night, and he can't believe everything in front of him.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes last night, he really wouldn't have believed that such a wonderful existence existed in this world.

"Last night... What did Pavilion Master Brother mean last night?" It's fine if you don't mention last night, but Yan Wuyou will be very angry when you mention last night. Know what to expect.

"I'm sorry for what happened last night. I didn't expect to meet Leng Wuqing, so I was delayed." Yu Wuchen actually didn't want to delay time, but he had no choice but to meet Leng Wuqing.

Although Yan Wuyou has not been in this continent for long, he has obviously heard of this Leng Wuqing.

A Crimson Moon Sect master who appeared after the Phantom Pavilion.

It is rumored that the Chiyue Gate does all kinds of evil and does whatever it wants!

Yu Wuchen is a god-like existence in the mainland, and that cold and ruthless is the arrival of a demon.

"I believe that Senior Brother Pavilion Master must have taught Leng Wuqing a good lesson!"

"It's natural, well, since you are fine, take out the Qiankun bag, and I will help you recognize the master with blood."

Yu Wuchen didn't want to mention Leng Wuqing too much, but now that Yan Wuyou is a fourth-level magician, it is possible that she can drop the blood-dripping Qiankun bag by herself.

Recognize the Lord with blood!

Yan Wuyou looked at Yu Wuchen in surprise, and then remembered that the Qiankun bag could not be used, so it was because there was no blood to recognize the owner.

"Then I would like to thank Senior Brother Pavilion Master." Yan Wuyou had already pulled out the universe bag.

"You may not know that this Qiankun bag can be used by others if you don't recognize the owner with a drop of blood. If you have spiritual power, you can't open it at all." Yu Wuchen took the Qiankun bag, just looked at it and held it tightly palm.

A brown gleam flickered by, and the corner of Yu Wuchen's mouth slightly hooked, "Don't you have a silver needle? Let me have a drop of blood."

Without thinking too much, Yan Wuyou took out the silver needle and stabbed it on the middle finger, a drop of blood seeped out, Yu Wuchen pulled Yan Wuyou's hand, and directly pressed it on the Qiankun bag in his palm.

Yan Wuyou actually didn't see clearly the Qiankun bag in Yu Wuchen's hand, when Yu Wuchen withdrew his hand, her eyes were still white.

It is a piece of light purple, and the light purple is the purple tulip on the Qiankun bag!
That drop of blood quickly seeped into it, completely disappearing above the purple tulip.

tulip!Yan Wuyou was no stranger to tulips, but he was not familiar with them either. He glanced at the purple tulips, and then at the golden tulips surrounding the cold pool.

He didn't understand whether the purple tulips on the Qiankun bag came after blood was dripped, or Yu Wuchen put them on purposely.

"This tulip is so beautiful." Yan Wuyou put the Qiankun bag in the palm of his hand, and gently stroked the flower and leaves.

"So it's called tulips, it's not bad..." Yu Wuchen's eyes flashed a gleam, but his tone was a little surprised.

Yu Wuchen's eyes also turned to the golden tulips beside the cold pool!

In fact, tulips here are not called tulips, but spirit grasses!
And its words are the same as those of tulips.

Golden Tulip - Desperate Love.

Purple tulips - love that never fades.

Yan Wuyou looked at Yu Wuchen in surprise, it turned out that Yu Wuchen didn't know the name of the flower, so he probably didn't know the words of the flower either!
Just now, I wanted to ask Yu Wuchen what this tulip was talking about, but it seemed that I had to give up.

"Brother Pavilion Master, why is this tulip on the Qiankun bag, the Qiankun bag was obviously white before, why is it purple now?"

"Doesn't junior sister think this purple is not good-looking? On the light purple Qiankun bag, there are purple tulips. I think it is very beautiful." Yu Wuchen did not directly answer Yan Wuyou's words, but gently changed the topic Pull it away.

"That's right, it looks better than the white one, it must be that the senior brother of the Pavilion Master used magic." Yan Wuyou gently pulled the opening of the Qiankun Bag, and the Qiankun Bag was really opened.

The space inside is really huge, about the size of a wardrobe in an ordinary house. Compared with the opening of the bag outside, it is simply incomparable.

This time is really too weird.

"It's fine if you like it. Well, it's time to go back." Yu Wuchen hooked the corner of his mouth, and quickly looked away. Fortunately, nothing happened overnight. It seems that Beiming Changhua should teach him a lesson.

"Senior Pavilion Master, I am now a fourth-order illusionist, can I fly like you?" What Yan Wuyou wants to do most at the moment is not to fill up the universe bag, but to try it out. Flying in an airplane.

"Of course, but can you do it?" If ordinary people reach the fourth level, they can fly naturally, but it's hard to say for beginners like Yan Wuyou.

"I don't know, but as long as the senior brother of the Pavilion Master is willing to teach me, it's not a problem at all." Yan Wuyou's heart is now on the fourth-level illusionist, and he can't wait to be manifested immediately.

"Okay." Yu Wuchen said only one word, wrapped his arms around Yan Wuyou's waist, and brought Yan Wuyou into the air.

A warm breath soon entered Yan Wuyou's breath, and when he raised his head, he just felt Yu Wuchen's breath, and their breaths were entangled in an instant.

Only they could distinguish each other's breathing, and both of them were shocked from the bottom of their hearts.

At the same time, I remembered the kiss from last night!

Heartbeat speeded up a lot inadvertently.

Yan Wuyou really didn't understand Yu Wuchen, he kissed her and hugged her last night, but didn't save her at the most critical moment.

(End of this chapter)