The first thousand one hundred and thirty nine chapters
Maowu Gui and Xue Jiao also hugged each other, losing their voices in pain, "Jiao, Mr. Turtle, I always thought you would never come back. You miss me so much. I miss you so much. I dream about you every night..."
"Master Turtle, I didn't expect you to care about me so much, I...I..." The blood dragon was at a loss for words for a moment. He felt that his previous prejudice against Master Turtle was still too deep. His face was filled with tears, and he wished he could open his heart to Maowu Gui. lung.
"Don't say anything, just come back, just come back... By the way, Mr. Turtle, I am refining a furnace of five-color holy elixir. You can help me look at the furnace." The tears in Mao Wugui's eyes dried up in an instant, and he will The blood dragon was pushed away.
"What, look at the stove." The blood dragon didn't react for a moment. After all, he was a strong man at the quasi-saint level, so he went to show him the stove.
Mao Wugui said: "The old Taoist Peanut brought back a batch of colorful clay. This is fairy clay. I estimate that I can make a large furnace of holy elixirs. You go and see the furnace. When you get one, it will definitely make you reach the holy state." .”
"I am a quasi-sage..." The blood dragon felt that using his status as a quasi-sage to see the furnace was beneath his status.
"Damn it, if I tell you to go, just go. Why are you talking so much nonsense to me?" Maowugui kicked the blood dragon in the butt, and kicked it out, falling into a big river, with its head stuck in it. In the sludge at the bottom of the river.
When he came to this continent, Feng Feiyun did not settle down comfortably, because he knew that the crisis of death still existed and could come at any time. When the time came, it would be a real disaster.
Now, there is only a brief calm, and the storm will definitely come again.
Those who escaped back also knew it, so everyone's smile was stiff, and there was deep worry under the smile.
Feng Feiyun found all the seven continents that the Ancient End had sent to the starry sky, and then took them into the confinement land and suspended them above the sea.
There are now eight continents in the Forbidden Land.
During this period of time, Nangong Hongyan has been following Feng Feiyun, never leaving her. She is extremely smart and can feel the worry in Feng Feiyun's eyes. She can guess that the disaster is definitely not over yet, and even greater The disaster may still be brewing.
After Feng Feiyun stabilized the entire confinement place, she asked, "It's not over yet, right?"
Under the corridor at night, the lights are dim.
Feng Feiyun stared at her stunning beauty, gently caressed her white and delicate cheeks with his hand, his eyes were tender, his lips moved, and he said: "Believe me, I can handle it."
Nangong Hongyan hugged Feng Feiyun's waist tightly, with a delicate figure, and said softly: "How long will it take for you to leave?"
Others couldn't see what Feng Feiyun was thinking, but she could see that Feng Feiyun would leave soon. After he left, she didn't know if he could come back.
Feng Feiyun naturally had to leave. Whether it was the Emperor of Earth or the Yinji Taoist, the person they wanted to deal with was Feng Feiyun. If Feng Feiyun stayed in the restricted area, it would be very difficult for these people who survived the disaster. It's a devastating disaster.
There are some things that he wants to carry alone.
For his current state, he must also bear this responsibility.
Nangong Hongyan stared into his eyes closely.
Feng Feiyun said: "I guess it will only last a few days."
"Tonight, go to my room." Nangong Hongyan's voice was like a fly, and her face showed a delicate blush, as if she was drunk, which made people fascinated.
She was already a stunning beauty, comparable to Dongfang Jingyue, but when she said these words, her beauty became even greater.
"Yeah." Feng Feiyun nodded.
The night has become quiet, the wind has picked up, and the clothes are rolled up.
Nangong Hongyan gently untied her belt, her moon-white Luo shirt spread out, and slowly fell onto the soft fragrant carpet.
The two carcasses were lingering and pathos on the blanket, reverberating with seductive moans and interweaving into a beautiful piece of music.
Feng Feiyun was in the realm of the Great Sage, and his physical strength was far inferior to that of Nangong Hongyan. Under his powerful impact, Nangong Hongyan quickly abandoned her armor and was completely defeated. She shouted, "Dead, dead."
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Then, she really trembled violently, a pair of jade-white slender legs tightly clamped Feng Feiyun's waist, and passed out like a ball of spring mud.
There is still a touch of spring sentiment on the eyebrows, just like pear blossoms after the rain, delicate and beautiful.
The next day, early morning.
Feng Feiyun put on his clothes, opened the door, took a deep breath of fresh air, and suddenly had a new understanding, life should not be so simple.
Being able to sleep peacefully, hugging the woman I love the most, and talking to her the most embarrassing words of love seems to be a very happy thing.
However, once you embark on the path of cultivating immortality, all these things will be replaced by bloody storms, and you will never be able to experience the happiness of ordinary people.
In fact, it is not bad to be an ordinary person who has never been exposed to the cultivation of immortals.
However, Feng Feiyun still felt that something was missing in his heart. Thinking about it carefully, maybe it was a person.
If something that has been lost can be restored again, that would be a better thing than becoming an immortal.
Feng Feiyun didn't realize that he had actually reached the state of mind of returning to his original nature, truly returning to his true nature.
Ordinary people want to be immortal.
And he wants to be ordinary.
"Feng Feiyun, I want a child." Nalan Xuejian was dressed in green clothes and had a slim figure. He flew across the sky with his sword, and then landed in front of Feng Feiyun.
She looked anxious, her long hair was flowing, and she showed two cute little tiger teeth.
Feng Feiyun said: "Whose child?"
"My child." Nalan Xuejian's starry eyes blinked, her lips were red and her teeth were white, and there was a thick mist in her beautiful eyes, like two black pearls soaked in a spiritual spring.
"You have a child." Feng Feiyun said.
"It's just that I don't have it, so I want you to give it to me. Long Luofu has a child, and she is now canonized as Dragon God's Concubine. And everyone says that the next generation of Truth Emperor must be Feng Xiaolong, and she will be the mother of the Emperor by then. And I
But there is nothing, not even a child, wuwu... I have waited for you for three thousand years, do you still want me to wait for another three thousand years?" Nalan Xuejian flattened her mouth and started crying, her tears stopped flowing.
Can't stop.
She was originally in love with Feng Feiyun, but as Feng Feiyun's cultivation level got higher and higher, the gap between the two became wider and wider, and her chances of seeing Feng Feiyun became less and less.
Even if she saw it, she was less and less afraid to roll around in front of Feng Feiyun, because Feng Feiyun's aura was so powerful that even those ancestor-level figures would be invisible to him in front of him.
The aura he exuded made him bow his head, let alone a little girl like her.
She even felt that Feng Feiyun was a bit strange, that he had become a bit... majestic and unapproachable.
She still likes the Feng Feiyun who made her happy in the past. At that time, there was no Nangong Hongyan, no Long Luofu, no Dongfang Jingyue, no one, just the two of them. It was the most beautiful time.
Feng Feiyun also felt a deep sense of apology in his heart. He had indeed been indifferent to her over the years. He opened his arms and gently held her petite body in his arms, saying softly: "Nalan, you are my My daughter-in-law, the most well-behaved and lovely daughter-in-law, you have forgotten that when we were young, we went to our first cousin to get married, and the big yellow dog on the roadside could witness the marriage."
Nalan Xuejian was amused by Feng Feiyun and said: "That big yellow dog has been dead for three thousand years. Besides, it doesn't count as a marriage, right?"
"Why don't you count it? The big yellow dog can bite people, and it bites people." Feng Feiyun said and bit him, and really bit down on Nalan Xuejian's red lips.
Although the war between the Yinji Taoist and the Earth Emperor will end at any time, Feng Feiyun still has time to spend with his family.
It would take at least tens of thousands of years to break through from the Great Sage Realm to the Sub-Immortal Realm, and Feng Feiyun was naturally too late.
Since we know that we cannot break through to the sub-fairyland, why not spend more time with our loved ones and live a normal life in peace for a few days? Wouldn't it be better?
There were some changes in Feng Feiyun's mentality, which was changing subtly, and even he himself was not aware of this change.
The Kingdom of Heaven was also placed in the imprisoned land by Feng Feiyun, located in the center of the eight continents, replacing Xiniu Hezhou as the ninth continent.
As for the "Kingdom of Heaven", it has also been initially built. It is the only kingdom in the entire forbidden land of Jiuzhou. It is a true empire that reaches the sky, bringing together all the races in the world, and all living beings come to worship.
Feng Feiyun was the first generation emperor of the Kingdom of Heaven and was canonized as the "Emperor of Truth".
With Feng Feiyun's current level of cultivation, it is natural that everyone will be convinced.
The scholar of Tianshu becomes the "left prime minister" of the kingdom of heaven, and the turtle becomes the "right prime minister" of the kingdom of heaven.
At this moment, the two prime ministers were standing on the left and right sides of the imperial palace. Scholar Tiansuan had already understood the final barrier, becoming a saint for aliens, and was known as the "Sage of Wisdom."
The Maowu Turtle is really a bit like a Prime Minister Turtle, but only Feng Feiyun and the empresses in the Imperial Palace dare to call it that. If anyone else calls it that, it will definitely say angrily: "Please call me Bu Po." The Holy Ancestor, or Prime Minister Mao."
Mao Wugui held a jade slip in his hand and said: "Emperor, this is the harem roster that the emperor and I have studied together. Please take a look at it."
Feng Feiyun smiled and took the jade slip. When he saw the list of concubines on it, he was dumbfounded. This... there are hundreds of women's names. How could there be so many concubines.
Moreover, these concubines are also arranged into six levels: empress, divine concubine, heavenly concubine, emperor's main concubine, emperor's side concubine, and emperor's noble person.
What surprised Feng Feiyun the most was that there were actually the names of Mo Yaoyao, Wu Qinghua and others on it, "What kind of trouble is this? Hasn't Wu Qinghua cut off the dust, escaped into Buddhism, and sworn an oath in front of the Buddha?" Are you going to die in this mortal world forever?"
Scholar Tiansuan and Mao Wugui both bowed to Feng Feiyun in fear and said in unison: "It is our duty as ministers to help the Emperor solve his problems."