"It's getting cold, Luo'er. It's almost winter now, so it's better not to sit outside and practice."
Xuanyuan Yu thoughtfully put a plush cloak on his wife's shoulders, trapping her inside.
"I major in flames, how could it be cold? Someone must have been secretly speaking ill of me just now."
Ling Luo twitched her itchy nose.
Xuanyuan Yu turned his head, looked at his little wife with an extremely doting look, and said: "Whoever dares to speak ill of you will be beaten until he can't be humane."
Ling Luo laughed out loud, stretched out a finger, tapped Xuanyuan Yu's forehead, and said, "Poor mouth."
The couple sat next to each other for a while, and then began to practice separately.
There are only less than three months left, the Immortal Conference is imperative, and what Jue He said made Ling Luo very concerned.
Therefore, the only feasible thing now is to intensify practice. Only by becoming stronger can we be able to cope with all changes without changing.
She has completed 60% of her training in the Qing Emperor Wood Spirit Technique. She can condense the Wood Emperor's spirit energy at will, and materialize the Wood Emperor's spirit energy into various shapes.
That night, Ling Luo had a dream.
She dreamed of Xuanyuan Yu.
Yu in dreams is a little different.
He was not dressed in black and domineering as usual. Instead, he was dressed in white, the holy light came out of the dust, and the outline of his face was unexpectedly soft.
"Yu——"
Ling Luo happily walked up, her eyes filled with stars.
"Luo'er, I miss you so much."
The man smiled slightly, and everything in the world, including the sun, moon, mountains and rivers, was eclipsed by it.
He stretched out his arms and took her in his arms, hugging her gently as if he were holding the most precious treasure in the world.
"I miss you so much……"
The man lowered his head, whispered into Ling Luo's ear, and his voice was so gentle that it made people feel bones.
Ling Luo's heart couldn't help but melt.
She rarely sees gentleness in such a state. He is always domineering. Is it because he is in a dream? So it is different.
"Do you miss me?"
Xuanyuan Yu lowered his head and gently rubbed her soft black hair, charmingly.
"What nonsense are you talking about? We are together every day, and it has only been a while. I just don't want to think about it. Isn't it disgusting?"
Ling Luo was filled with her husband's tenderness and sweetness, and the smile on her lips became thicker and thicker. She stretched out her hands and hugged him tightly.
The figure in his arms stiffened for a moment, but soon recovered. The tenderness in his eyes did not diminish by half, and he said, "As I said, I miss you all the time."
"You're also a poor talker."
Although it is a disgusting thing to say, I have to say that it is very useful to listen to it.
Xuanyuan Yu's black eyes suddenly darkened. He lowered his head and looked directly into her eyes. His perfect thin lips moved slightly and said, "Luo'er, let's have a baby."
That gaze was full of bewilderment.
Ling Luo was deeply involved in it, feeling that he was his whole world.
"child……"
She pursed her lips and her ears felt slightly warm, "Okay, I've always wanted a child too."
She had wanted a child since she got married to him.
However, many years have passed and there is still no movement in her stomach. This has always been a worry for her.