Chapter 1628 It's Only Eight Days
"I……"

Damn it, why is this guy so good-looking, even after being together for so many days, he still provoked the flames in his body by his casual provocative actions?
"One, once?"

Su Li hesitated for a while, and as soon as the words fell, Feng Wushen leaned over and put her lips together.

"How many times, it's not up to you..."

"Feng Wushen, you..."

Another whole day was delayed, and early in the morning, before Feng Wushen had moved, Su Li quietly got up, dressed herself neatly, then breathed a sigh of relief, turned around, and met her Feng Wu did not have deep smiling eyes.

"Ma'am, you are in such a hurry to get dressed, I feel very sad for your husband!"

"I'm sad about your size, get up quickly!"

Su Li blushed with anger.

Say it once!How could he use the hue to toss her until dark?

If she wasn't too tired, she would have gotten up to get dressed last night!
Doesn't this guy get tired?

Seeing that Su Li was really scared, Feng Wushen's eyes moved, and she got up and got dressed seriously.

This kind of thing shouldn't make her afraid, it should make her love it.

Temperance, next time must be temperate...

It's because the 600 years have been held back for too long. If possible, he doesn't want to leave this tower for a month.

It's only been eight days... hey!

If Su Li knew what he was thinking, she would roll her eyes in anger again.

"My strength seems to have increased?"

Su Li was a little surprised, and called out her spiritual power casually. In the original blue spiritual power, there seemed to be a mighty and surging natural power, which was faintly golden.

Even though the blue spiritual power is very small at this moment, it seems that there has been a qualitative change, and the power is stronger?

"It seems that last night was not in vain, you have successfully entered the stage of god-man."

Feng Wushen frowned, and said with a smile.

"God man?"

Su Li was slightly confused.

"Could it be that gods are divided into levels?"

She has always thought that the god level is the peak of cultivation, but listening to Feng Wushen's tone, it doesn't seem to be the case?

"Naturally, above the god ranks are divided into gods, god kings, and gods..."

"The Nether God used to be a God Venerable, otherwise he wouldn't even be a match for the Demon Dragon!"

Feng Wushen snorted coldly when he said this, apparently his hatred for Nether God still persists.

If Su Li really died because of the clone of the Nether God, he must dig out the Nether God again to torture and vent his anger!
Fortunately, God was kind to him, Su Li was only disfigured, but she was still by his side.

Thinking of this, Feng Wushen couldn't help stretching out his hand again, and took Su Li into his arms.

Only the moment when he hugged Su Li was the most reassuring moment for him.

He could feel Su Li's presence beside him.

Sensing Feng Wushen's emotional changes, Su Li glanced at him, and quietly let him hold him still.

After a long time, when he felt better, Su Li broke away from his embrace and turned to face him.

"Don't think about those bad things anymore. Aren't I standing in front of you now? Let the past go."

Saying that, Su Li gave him a big hug.

"Ah."

Feng Wushen nodded.

After embracing each other for a long time, Su Li suddenly let go of Feng Wushen.

"By the way, have you heard of Sanling Mountain?"

Su Li looked up and asked Feng Wushen.

She still remembered that her father once told her that his wife, Fu Lan, also Su Li's mother, was imprisoned in Sanling Mountain.

Moreover, from my father's tone, going to Sanling Mountain seems to be possible from hell.

If possible, she would like to go to Sanling Mountain from here to rescue her mother!

"Three Spirit Mountain..."

Feng Wushen's expression sank when he heard this name.

"Yes, of course!"

"Wu Shen, what's wrong with you?"

Su Li's heart skipped a beat, and she spoke nervously.

The Sanling Mountain seemed to give him a bad feeling?

"It's nothing, Su Li. Originally, the power of Sanling Mountain has extended to hell, and even hunted me down for a long time."

"It's just that I killed some masters later. In today's hell, there are almost no minions from Sanling Mountain."

"But this place should not be underestimated!"

Feng Wushen looked a little solemn.

"Now tell me, why did you inquire about it?"

Su Li immediately told Feng Wushen everything her father in this body said.

Feng Wushen narrowed his eyes.

"It turned out to be so!"

"Wushen, is it difficult for me to save my mother?"

Su Li was a little nervous.

Before, she thought that her Spirit Emperor's power was already at its peak, and that even if she faced Sanling Mountain, she would have a certain chance of winning.

But now, after hearing what Feng Wushen said, the odds of winning are not great.

The Sanling Mountain is obviously more powerful than the Nether God, otherwise Feng Wushen would not be so concerned.

Facing Su Li's nervous gaze, Feng Wushen couldn't bear to hit her, but he had to tell her the actual situation.

Gently exhaling, Feng Wushen spoke.

"This Sanling Mountain imprisoned your mother, that is to say, we have to go to this Sanling Mountain!"

"However, now is not the time to consider going to Sanling Mountain, Su Li, work hard to improve your strength, believe me, one day, we will be able to set foot on Sanling Mountain!"

At this moment, Su Li saw hatred in Feng Wushen's eyes!

Su Li's expression moved, she pursed her lips tightly, and answered.

"Ok!"

I'm afraid that after he fell into hell, the Sanling Mountain was the one that gave him the most trouble!

"Go, don't go, I don't want to go."

Seeing Su Li's preoccupied appearance, Feng Wushen's heart skipped a beat, and she returned to her previous rascally attitude, looking at Su Li with a playful smile.

Su Li remembered last night...

"Go, let's go!"

She didn't want to spend another night here.

Su Li originally wanted to go down the tower by herself, but Feng Wushen didn't let her go, wrapped her arms tightly around her waist, and went down the tower together.

"Isn't your face healed? Why are the scars restored?"

Feng Wu looked at Su Li's face in puzzlement.

Su Li said in person that those scars are healed.

"Hey, I heard that you have made me a lot of love rivals in this hell?"

Su Li didn't answer the question.

"I, this... They are wishful thinking, how can I stop Youyou's mouth?"

Feng Wushen was helpless, with a serious expression on his face, and said in a serious manner.

"Su Li, I'm not just a casual person. I've been in love with you for several lifetimes. Could it be that you still don't understand my heart?"

Speaking of this, Feng Wushen looked at her aggrieved.

Su Li was embarrassed.

"Well, of course I know your mind, and you know mine too."

"So, you won't dislike me no matter what I become, right?"

Su Li blinked her eyes, and pointed to the scars on her face.

Feng Wushen felt for a moment that he seemed to be tricked by her?

What is she trying to do?

Shura Territory City Lord's Mansion.

(End of this chapter)

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