Zhong Liwei was startled!

So real, so familiar, and so gentle!

The touch of lips, the blending of souls, and the familiar breath were so warm and made her so obsessed. It was exactly the same feeling that she had been dreaming about for more than four years!

When their eyes met so close to each other, Zhong Liwei's heart palpitated and her eyes trembled slightly.

Two lines of soul tears slowly slid down. Zhong Liwei stretched out her arms, held Bingchen's neck, and slowly closed her eyes.

After a long time, the lips parted.

With a sad look on her face, but also a bit excited, Zhong Liwei caressed Bing Chen's face with both hands and said in a trembling voice: "You...are back!"

Gently holding Zhong Liwei into his arms again, Bingchen whispered in her ear: "I'm back... I'm sorry, I came back late!"

Two lines of soul tears fell down again, Zhong Liwei sobbed softly, and her delicate body trembled slightly. The emotional instability caused her already seriously injured and weak soul to twist slightly.

Bing Chen was startled and quickly gathered his soul power to refine it and stabilize his soul. At the same time, he gently stroked his jade back and said softly: "Don't have too many emotional fluctuations. Your soul is too weak now and needs to be cultivated."

When Zhong Liwei heard this, she burst into tears.

The soul became more and more twisted and unstable, and even the soul power that had stopped dissipating before showed signs of passing away again.

Bingchen had no choice but to caress her cheek, and then kissed her red lips again.

After a while, Zhong Liwei's mood gradually calmed down.

Nestling in Bingchen's arms, Zhong Liwei said sadly: "Man'er is gone, father is gone, brother...is gone..."

Every time she mentioned someone, Zhong Liwei couldn't help but tremble slightly.

Not daring to let Zhong Liwei continue, Bingchen quickly said: "Not long ago, I destroyed the entire Jianling Pavilion!"

Zhong Liwei was startled and looked at Bing Chen blankly. After a few breaths, she smiled bitterly.

"What, you don't believe it?" Bingchen asked softly.

Zhong Liwei shook her head, and then quietly snuggled into Bing Chen's arms.

"Am I... dead?"

After a while, Zhong Liwei asked softly.

The tone was low, with a hint of sadness that could not be concealed.

Gently scratching Zhong Liwei's nose, Bingchen joked in a gentle tone: "How could I be willing to let you die?"

Zhong Liwei sighed softly.

Gently kissing Zhong Liwei's forehead, Bingchen said softly: "Now that your physical injuries are too serious, Yueyao and the others are healing your injuries. I will also take this time to recover the injuries on your soul. Don't worry, you are not dead, you are still alive."

It has to be good."

Looking at Bing Chen blankly, Zhong Liwei had a complicated expression. After a few moments of silence, she lightly opened her red lips and said, "Sir, I..."

However, as soon as she opened her mouth, Bing Chen touched her red lips with a finger.

"What did you call me?" Bingchen asked softly.

Zhong Liwei was slightly stunned.

"Husband or husband, you choose for yourself." Bingchen looked at Zhong Liwei tenderly and said.

Zhong Liwei's cheeks turned red and she lowered her head.

After a while of silence, Zhong Liwei asked softly: "Are you peeking into my memory?"

Bingchen was noncommittal, stroking Zhong Liwei's hair and jokingly said: "After being away for so long, of course I want to see what my little wife has done in the past four years."

Zhong Liwei's heart trembled, then felt warm, and a touch of sweetness came to her heart, diluting her sad mood.

The two of them hugged each other quietly until Bingchen completely refined the soul power into Zhong Liwei's body and then said softly: "Come with me and take you to a place."

With a princess in his arms, the two of them flew up until hundreds of miles later, on top of a mountain top, Bing Chen stopped.

Two bloody cages, with bursts of wailing coming from inside.

The moment she saw the bloody cage, Zhong Liwei's emotions fluctuated violently again.

Caressing Zhong Liwei's jade back, sorting out her emotions, Bingchen said softly: "Don't be afraid, they are prisoners now, I can make them run away with just one thought."

After calming down for a while, Zhong Liwei looked at Bing Chen in shock and asked, "Did you... really kill Jianling Pavilion...?"

"When did I lie to you?" Bingchen looked at Zhong Liwei gently and said.

"After I sensed that something happened to you, I rushed back as quickly as possible. I happened to arrive at Huayin City at that time. There is a teleportation array directly to Jianling City from there. Otherwise, if it were later, I'm afraid I would never be able to

Forgive yourself." Bingchen said.

My heart felt warm, and at the same time there was a pain. When I looked at Bing Chen, my eyes trembled slightly, and I saw that my mood was about to collapse again.

Bingchen quickly hugged Zhong Liwei and whispered in her ear: "I'm sorry, I came back late, which caused many misfortunes to Man'er, Uncle Zhong and the others."

The sound of sobbing sounded, and Zhong Liwei buried her head on Bingchen's chest. After a moment, Bingchen felt that her chest was a little moist.

"I'm sorry, Weier, I will spend my whole life to compensate you and cherish you."

“So many things happened during this trip...

....”

"Weier, forgive me!"

Holding Zhong Liwei tightly, Bingchen whispered softly into her ear, while constantly using his soul power to calm Zhong Liwei's emotions.

After a while, Zhong Liwei's mood stabilized slightly.

"I don't want to see them." Zhong Liwei said sadly.

Bingchen nodded, hugged Zhong Liwei, and flew towards the altar.

"An Xin is here to recuperate. This is my world of consciousness. The soul power in my soul pillar can help you recover from your soul injury. When your soul injury recovers, I will teach you a god-level fire technique...

.. It may not be a bad thing to start over from scratch, I will let you achieve the divine level of concentration, the god level of shaping the soul, the god level of opening the sea, and even the god level of realizing the spirit in the future!"

...

outside world!

Looking blankly at the Kunyu Pearl in her hand, Yun Yao pursed her lips.

"Jiao'er, it's not fun here at all. I want to go back to Kunyu Pearl." Yun Yao pouted.

When Yan Lingjiao heard this, she glanced at somewhere in the crowd of Jianling Academy below and nodded quickly.

"Smelly husband, bad husband. He doesn't respond no matter how you call him. He must have entered his world of consciousness and forgotten us both." Yun Yao said angrily.

Yan Lingjiao nodded quickly again, with a look of approval.

"Yao'er, how about we hide for a while." Yan Lingjiao said in a low voice.

Hearing this, Yunyao glanced down fiercely, and then shouted: "You bastards have scared my little girl. If anyone dares to look here again, I will burn you to death with a mouthful of Zhuque real fire."

"

As soon as he finished speaking, Yunyao burst into flames, covering the entire sky within a thousand feet, scaring the whole place into silence.

On the side, Bing Xixuan's eyebrows skipped a beat, and she almost couldn't help but curse Yun Yao.

It was hard for me to calm down the emotions of the elders, deacons, teachers and professors of Jianling Academy. This girl, Fianzi, actually came out to cause trouble at this time. If it weren't for the fact that she was still a prisoner of Bingchen, Bing Xixuan would have just given up her burden.

.

Noticing that Bing Xixuan was on the verge of explosion, Yan Lingjiao quickly grabbed Yun Yao and flew away.

It was at this time that among the crowd at Jianling Academy below, a young man quietly left, following Yun Yao and Yan Lingjiao.

"Hey, that man came here and is looking for death!"

Yunyao suddenly stopped and said with a fierce expression.

"Yao'er, no!" Yan Lingjiao quickly grabbed Yun Yao and said.

Hearing this, Yun Yao glanced at Yan Lingjiao with a half-smile, which made her cheeks turn red and she quickly lowered her head.

"Tell me, what's going on?" Yunyao asked.

"Since just now, Jiao'er, you have been looking at Nono, as if you are afraid of something. Especially when you look at a certain part of the group of people, you are even more flustered. Oh no, it should be a look on your face...

..ashamed."

When talking about shame, Yunyao bit hard and deliberately prolonged it a bit.

Yan Ling's petite face blushed even more with embarrassment, and she quickly said: "No, no, Yao'er, you feel wrong, I didn't..."

"Oh, really, that's good. I thought my husband had a love rival. If that's the case, then I'll beat that man to death. Do you have any objections to me, Jiao'er?" Yun Yao said with a half-smile but not a smile.

"ah!"

Yan Lingjiao exclaimed and quickly grabbed Yun Yao tightly.

"Yaoer don't want..."

"He...he is my junior brother!" Yan Lingjiao said in a weak voice.
To be continued...