Ding Fan flatly refused, his tone overbearing and unquestionable.
Although Leng Ling'er's heart trembled, she felt a sense of warmth that she had not seen for a long time.
"Why not? You are already married, and you are protected by the Weiteng Dapeng Black Tiger, so I can do nothing for you." Leng Ling'er was duplicity.
"Ling'er, don't be willful."
Ding Fan held Leng Ling'er's hands in his palms and looked extremely serious: "You and I get along day and night, and our relationship cannot be described as worldly love. Just as you can't live without me, I can't live without you."
"Hmph, even ghosts and immortals can be deceived by your words." Leng Ling'er curled her lips, but mist filled her eyes.
"Haha, I don't care about other ghosts and fairies, but I will never lie to you."
Leng Ling'er was silent for a long time, then nodded slightly, her beautiful eyes as tender as water.
Sudden!
Ding Fan frowned, and Leng Ling'er impatiently took her hand out and hummed: "What a loser!"
Flashing back, something unexpected happened to Wu Yahuan.
At this moment, he was lying on the bed in a cross-legged posture, his face was pale, and he was mumbling something incomprehensible.
Ding Fan immediately stepped forward to help Wu Yahuan, but his body twitched slightly and it was difficult to sit still, so Leng Ling'er leaned aside.
Then, Ding Fan fed Wu Yahuan another Tianyuan Pill. Under the infusion of zhenqi, the Tianyuan Pill was quickly absorbed and traveled throughout his body along with his limbs.
Wu Yahuan gradually stabilized, but his eyes were closed tightly and his breathing was heavy. It was more like he was in a deep coma.
"An accident happened after all, you shouldn't be anxious." Ding Fan sighed slightly.
"It's not enough! Even for such a good thing as Tianyuan Dan, she has to consume one more than others."
Leng Ling'er's face was full of displeasure. Tianyuan Pill was insignificant. It was wrong to consume Ding Fan's energy!
"This can't all be blamed on Huanhuan. A business matter kept her busy from morning to night, and she had no time to practice. In addition, she was born with an unstable soul. Speaking of forcing her to change her body to practice, it was already an act of defiance.
"Ding Fan objectively analyzed.
Leng Ling'er did not retort and asked again: "Xiaofan, you should think more about Huanhuan's future. Since she is just a skin walking around the world, she will decay sooner or later. It is better to let nature take its course and let her return to her original form.
"
Ding Fan pondered for a moment, then shook his head slightly.
When a ray of soul from the spiritual world wanders into the human world, there is Wu Yahuan, and even Fengman will be aware of everything that happens here.
However, in Ding Fan's view, Wu Yahuan is not Fengman. Once he returns to his true form, Fengman will just have a memory that will eventually disappear, and he will eventually lose Wu Yahuan completely.
well.
Seeing Ding Fan's thoughts, Leng Ling'er sighed, it was these unnecessary fetters that blocked the Spirit Emperor's progress!
After guarding Wu Yahuan for three days, the outline of an inner elixir finally appeared in her body.
Ding Fan was very happy and said happily: "The elixir is formed! With time, it will be stable."
"Oh, it is unprecedented for a monk to form an elixir without any strange phenomena." Leng Ling'er snorted coldly. Could it be that the monks who formed an elixir caused strange phenomena?
At this time, the monks are at their weakest. In order to avoid the enemy's opportunistic moves, they usually choose to stay in deep mountains and forests, or even on isolated islands at sea.
Sitting comfortably on my big soft bed, I got the elixir. The woman of the Linghuang couldn't be more envious.
"It doesn't matter if there's no vision, it's hard to explain the panic." Ding Fan disagreed.
The whites of Leng Ling'er's eyes rolled up and she stopped continuing the topic and said sourly: "Xiao Fan, after your wedding, you didn't leave your new house for three days and three nights. Everyone wanted to see you but was too embarrassed to bother them, so they all asked me to go through the back door!"
"Won't you stay by my side for three days and three nights?"
Ding Fan smiled evilly, stretched out his hand and pinched Leng Ling'er's chin lightly.
The ghost fairy would not really blush, but Leng Ling'er was immediately panicked, not daring to look into Ding Fan's eyes as deep as the galaxy, and hurriedly left the room.
Ding Fan placed a top-quality spirit stone in Wu Yahuan's palms, and then left gently. Wu Weiqiang was already waiting anxiously in the next room.
Seeing Ding Fan, Wu Weiqiang bowed and said: "Spiritual Emperor, my subordinates want to go to the Ghost Realm as soon as possible."
"Have the second sister-in-law's affairs here been settled?" Ding Fan asked.
"right."
Wu Weiqiang carefully took out a soul flag, and there was a vaguely dreamy soul there.
A majestic spiritual master, a noble being in the spiritual world, hailed as a life-maker by the great monks, he will never forget a short-lived love.
Leng Ling'er sneered, it turned out that the Linghuang's subordinates were all infatuated!
"Huanhuan has just formed a pill, can't the second brother wait any longer for a few days?" Ding Fan asked with a smile.
"It's not because I'm anxious, but it's also because I don't want to be separated from my flesh and blood. With Huanhuan's blessing from the Spirit Emperor, everything will go smoothly, and I couldn't be more at ease."
Leng Ling'er also helped: "Huanhuan's situation is stable now, and Yunmei can protect him. It's a good time to go to the ghost realm at this time."
Boom!
His heart beat wildly for no apparent reason, and Ding Fan couldn't help but slowly put his palms together.
Leng Ling'er was attentive and noticed something strange, and asked with concern: "Ling Huang, are you tired?"
of course not!
Ding Fan's current physique has basically gotten rid of sleep and diet, not to mention that it is only three days, which is still tolerated by ordinary people.
"I just feel a little panicked."
There was no small matter for the Spiritual Emperor, so Wu Weiqiang couldn't help but notify Lan Yaoshi and his wife, asking them to come immediately.
Ding Fan thought it was a big fuss, but the couple had already hurried over through the teleportation circle to get Ding Fan's pulse.
First it was Medicine Master Lan, and then it was Kuang Yunni. The two of them got together to exchange a few words, but Leng Ling'er couldn't stand it any longer.
"What are you mumbling about? If you have anything to say, just say it!"
yes.
Medicine Master Lan asked: "Emperor Ling, what kind of panic is this?"
"To be precise, it's like panic. And a little bit..." Ding Fan thought for a while and made an inappropriate analogy: "It's like my heart has been hollowed out and there is no place for it."
Medicine Master Lan nodded and bowed: "Spirit King, please relax, you are in good health and there is nothing serious."
"I know my own body well." Ding Fan chuckled: "Don't be nervous, everyone."
"The Spiritual Emperor is the supreme being in the spiritual world. His perception of every hair and skin may be the perception of danger or the prediction of the future." Kuang Yunni analyzed carefully.
Danger?
future?
The female scourge has been eliminated, and the world is at peace. There is no need for the Spiritual Emperor to personally come forward. Every leader is invincible, so what can be called dangerous?
After communication and analysis, everyone believed that this small throbbing should correspond to the latter.
And Ding Fan has not yet recovered the Spirit Emperor's magic power, so naturally he cannot predict the future accurately.
In fact, Ding Fan didn't say anything yet. While he was flustered, there was also an unspeakable sadness that made him almost cry, as if he had lost something.
"Spiritual Emperor, maybe this throbbing comes from the ghost realm!"
Leng Ling'er reminded that she also had selfish motives, and only by leaving Wu Yahuan could she and Ding Fan become one again.