After Becoming the Hero’s Ex-fiancée - Chapter 119

[Chapter 119 Knowing the micro realm]

The dark alley was deep, and Cui Wang never answered.

What broke the silence was the sound transmission jade talisman hidden in the storage bracelet by Zheng Wan.

She called out to open, and Shu Jin’s eager voice came over:

“Beauty, are you okay?”

There was a bit of a cry in that voice, like a poor child.

Zheng Wan smiled:

“I’m fine-”

Before the words were finished, Yuan Li was cut off.

Immediately afterwards, the sound transmission jade talisman was taken away and disappeared into Cui Wang’s palm.

“what are you doing?”

Zheng Wan raised her head angrily, but Cui Wang grabbed her chin. He carefully studied her for a while in the dark:

“Beauty?”

That “beauty” sounded very strange when I heard it.

Zheng Wan was about to speak, but Cui Wang kissed him again.

His lips were cold, but his hands were hot, and his chest was more like a hot hard iron, pressing against her.

“you–”

The vague voices were mixed in the lips and teeth of the two of them. Zheng Wan was caught in the gap between him and the wall.

The emotion in her body was stimulated, and Zheng Wan only felt that her whole body was on fire.

She carried the “Mo Xu Jing”, Bing Yuanli flowed through the blood, smoothed the boiling blood little by little, and she opened her eyes.

Cui Wang’s face was close to Chi Chi.

He was kissing her, and the moonlight shone down, smashing his already white face into thinness, and at a glance, there was a delicate and blurred beauty, and the long and curled eyelashes fell, almost poking her face— —

At this moment, Cui Wang suddenly opened his eyes.

The two looked at each other, Zheng Wan quickly reacted, and threw an ice lotus composed of mysterious ice flames on his face. Although it couldn’t hurt him, sitting dry was not her style.

Cui Wang raised his hand to catch it.

Zi Gangyan wrapped the ice lotus like a bud. He watched it for a while, and then brushed it away:

“Don’t ask Shu Jin to approach you in the future.”

Zheng Wan suddenly laughed, and the laughter was soft and greasy, as if it was mixed with countless honey.

She felt a huge absurdity, but at the same time, a sense of pleasure rose:

“Cui Wang, what identity do you use to order me? Lover, lover, or Taoist couple?”

“Listen, does this sentence sound familiar?”

Zheng Wan never thought that she would have the opportunity to repay this sentence.

When the words blurted out, she realized that at that moment, she was actually resentful.

Cui Wang’s throat moved:

“Familiar.”

In the Qilin Cave, he also asked her the same way.

Zheng Wan replied this sentence, already full of joy. It was only after this joy that she realized what she had neglected just now, and the spicy and astringent wine between her lips and teeth was unexpectedly familiar.

She raised her eyebrows:

“Cui Wang, what you drank just now is… pear blossom white?”

In the mortal world, pear blossoms are known to be mellow and pure, but only in Xuancang Realm did they realize that this wine is too spicy and hard to enter the throat, and no monk can drink it.

But Cui Wang drank it.

“Yes.”

“Why?”

“Drink if you want.”

At this moment, Zheng Wan’s sluggish mind finally turned rapidly.

Looking down, Cui Wang’s snow-like white robe was full of spots, and the red mulberry pulp was intertwined with unknown water stains. It was obvious that a dust removal trick could solve the problem, but he didn’t seem to notice. .

Pear white.

Unwilling to be deceived.

Ask for peace.

All of this is connected, and the answer is almost ready to come out.

Zheng Wan was dumbfounded, without thinking:

“Cui Wang, you…”

“Ok?”

“you love Me?”

“Love?” In the shadow of the whirling trees, under the wall, Cui Wang couldn’t see the expression on his face, and murmured, “What is love?”

Zheng Wan read a passage of lyrics to answer:

“Love misses him when I don’t see him, and still misses him when I see him. I’m happy when I miss him, annoyed when I remember him, and I shout to let it go, but I think about it again in my heart, over and over again.”

“That’s it.”

This fluttering sentence seemed like a thunderclap on the ground, turning Zheng Wan’s world upside down.

She thought, she hated him.

I hate him when he goes without a shadow, when he comes without a trace, and when he leaves a sentence flutteringly, he wants her to reconcile with him, as frivolous as she is an insignificant weed.

But weeds also have temperaments.

Then I thought, how could the ruthless Taoist master in the future be emotional?

If he is really moved, she is such a mayfly who only shakes an elephant, shouldn’t she be chopped by God?

God did not split, but Zheng Wan suddenly laughed.

Smiling, but tears suddenly appeared in her eyes, she wiped her wet eyes:

“I’m sorry, it’s really funny.”

Cui Wang frowned:

“Where is it funny?”

“Cui Wang, time has changed, do you understand?”

“do not know.”

“Three years.”

In the mortal world, children are born.

“It’s only three years.”

Cui Wang raised his hand and brushed the wide silk on her cheek, bringing a chill, Zheng Wan only felt a light on the top of her head, but seeing that the butterfly hairpin that was still on her bun just now was gently pulled down by him, she clasped her palms together and grasped it. , turned into powder.

He took out an identical one from his sleeve and plugged it in, with a very low voice:

“Zheng Wan, it’s not a good habit to change the order of the day.”

“I have to change it now,” Zheng Wan pulled out his newly inserted butterfly hairpin, threw it to the ground, and stepped on both feet. When doing these things, she still had a smile on her face, “Who wants you s things?”

Cui Wang’s eyes focused on her.

Zheng Wan raised her hand and peeled off Tianyu Liuguang’s clothes. Before handing it to Cui Wang, he was blocked by him. He took it and put it on her again.

At the same time, a stream of Yuan force floated up in front of her again, holding the butterfly hairpin. Cui Wang inserted it into Zheng Wan’s hair bun, and stopped when she saw the purple butterfly lying on top of her head with satisfaction.

Zheng Wan looked at all this expressionlessly, and suddenly said:

“Cui Wang, I won’t make peace with you.”

“reason.”

“It’s very simple, I won’t be with someone who despises me.” Zheng Wan said sarcastically, “Cui Wang, you love me, but you are reluctant to love me.”

Zheng Wan is not a stupid person.

On the contrary, between men and women, she is much sharper.

She used to dare to take advantage of Cui Wang’s little affection for her to seek the future, but now she can understand the meaning of his repeated struggles.

Cui Wang closed his eyes:

“Yes, I don’t want to.”

His voice was low and deep:

“How could I be willing? You will change your order in the morning, and I will change it in the evening. I…”

Trapped in an ice and snow cage for three years, thinking that by escaping from the great joy, he could avoid the anxiety and fear that accompanies it, and deceived himself into believing it.

But Zheng Wan could no longer hear the words coming from above her head.

After that “Yes”, the Baihui acupoint on the top of the head seemed to have a clear stream pouring into it, and the top of the head seemed to be a gentle “Boom”.

She saw that the night was no longer dark, the day was no longer dark, and even the alleys were no longer narrow.

There seems to be a force in the body rushing from the left to the right. It washes away between the various meridians, and the meridians are quickly opened up. Under the surging torrent, the root of the root trembled and turned from a vertebral body into a small ball. .

The ball was so small that it was invisible to the naked eye, but it spun around.

Then, more and more ice energy turned gas into liquid, entangled it, and gradually, more and more water flow entered the ball, and the water flow was divided into two streams, one deep and one shallow. Two small ice blue fish appeared, one dark and one light.

The small fish are joined end to end, and are embedded in the balls.

Zheng Wan could no longer feel the changes in the outside world, but Cui Wang noticed something was wrong when the first hurricane appeared above her head.

This is a sign of a breakthrough.

He flicked his sleeves and dropped the twelve high-level Yuan Gathering Plates, placing them according to the position of the twelve star buckets, and quickly descended to the retreating formation to hide this place.

The monks enter the Taoist door, based on entering the Yuanjing, and the third level is a major hurdle.

For example, it is better to go to the Jade Realm from the Middle Realm, but it is difficult to enter the Wei Realm from the Jade Realm. It is easy to enter the realm of the wonderful Dharma, but it is difficult to enter the realm of no signs.

Every big hurdle will stop many people.

Breakthrough opportunities are different, but it is really rare for Zheng Wan to break through while chatting like this.

Cui Wang didn’t want to understand the reason for her breakthrough. He waved back the black iron commander who came to spy in secret, and stood aside to protect the law.

This guardian, however, waited until noon on the second day.

Zheng Wan opened her eyes, but saw that Cui Wang’s white robe was mottled, she raised her hand and squeezed a dusting tactic, until she saw that his white robe was as bright as new, then she cupped her hand and said politely:

“Thank you Daojun for protecting the law.”

Cui Wang glanced at the clean white robe on her body, inexplicably disliking the expression on her face at this time:

too light.

On that face as delicate as a hibiscus, there was no longer even a little bit of love, hatred, anger, and tenderness and resentment from before.

“you……”

For no reason, Cui Wang felt a little empty in his heart, and it was as if someone had opened a hole in his chest, digging things out bit by bit.

He didn’t know what was taken out, but he knew that something was secretly missing.

Zheng Wan smiled:

“I know the micro realm.”

“Daojun, you and I have stayed here long enough, it’s time to go.”

She turned to leave, but Cui Wang grabbed her wrist.

Zheng Wan glanced back, her eyes slid from his pale complexion to his gloomy eyes, thought about it, and made a suggestion without hesitation:

“If Daojun is reluctant, why don’t I wait for the double cultivation now?”

It doesn’t matter, anyone can.

Only when you put it in your eyes and hide it in your heart will you be fearful, afraid of his contempt, afraid of his dislike, afraid of his rejection.

At this time, Zheng Wan was not afraid of anything.

However, Cui Wang suddenly hugged her. He buried his head in her long hair for a long time, then pushed her away and handed over the contents of his sleeve:

“Zheng Wan, I will make you answer me.”

Zheng Wan took it with a smile and said “Okay”.