"Lord God of War, do you want the slave to sleep?"

Seeing that it was already night, Ling Tianxiao's spirit was withdrawn from the comprehension of the Heavenly Attachment Technique.

Yiren was like water and tender, Ling Tianxiao looked at the night and remembered his wife in his previous life.

The moonlight is bright, occasionally shrouded in dark clouds, with the breeze blowing, the clouds appear over the moon, illuminating the millions of mountains in a flickering light.

In astonishment, Ling Tianxiao hugged Qing Ruxue into his arms, and an evil fire was beating restlessly in his body.

"Lord War..."

Qing Ruxue's beautiful eyes flowed, and she had some expectations in her heart.

"No, you can't!"

Ling Tianxiao shouted to himself in his heart.

He couldn't tell if it was the evil fire or because of loneliness and loneliness.

He tried his best to suppress his impulse, let go of Qing Ruxue, and faced the moonlight alone, he remembered the first person he met when he crossed over, Yun Mengyao.

Yun Mengyao is so similar to his wife, but he knows that it is not, although his wife has regretted going to Huangquan, there is always a little hope in his heart, hoping to turn into a god, maybe then he can find the answer to where people will go after death.

The reason for this idea is that in the first life, mortal flesh and blood were easily pierced by swords on the battlefield.

People are very fragile, and I have heard many legends of immortals, but those are ethereal and nowhere to be found.

The First Emperor did everything to seek the elixir to live forever, but the result was still difficult to escape.

In the second life, the cultivators traveled thousands of miles away, and the strong even moved mountains and seas, but in the end, they couldn't resist the true qi and the heavenly calamity was ruthless.

Is there really an immortal god? Ling Tianxiao had also asked himself this question countless times, perhaps only a true god could find the answer.

Now in the third life, although it is also a world of cultivators, all ordinary people can improve their cultivation through hard work, but how many people can step to that higher level?

The legends of the immortals were so ethereal and hard to find in any world, but Ling Tianxiao was still willing to believe in their existence, and he was unwilling to let go of his only hope.

"Lord God of War, is the slave family not good enough..."

Thinking about it, she forgot Qing Ruxue's feelings for a while, only to see that Qing Ruxue was already teary-eyed at this time, she thought that Lord God of War didn't want herself because she was not good enough.

"No, you're good, it's just that I... I can't do this..."Ling Tianxiao said lightly.

Qing Ruxue is by no means not good enough, in this world, Ling Tianxiao has seen many women, cold and noble, cute and charming, enchanting and charming, it is difficult to find such an attraction as Qing Ruxue in all types.

She not only has a cold and noble temperament, but also a bewitching and charming figure, and a well-behaved and lovely personality, it seems that all the characteristics that tempt men are gathered on her.

If Qing Ruxue is not good enough, I am afraid that it will be difficult to find a good woman in the world, in Ling Tianxiao's eyes, Qing Ruxue is not only good, but also very good.

After coming to this world, except for the indescribable thing that happened to Yun Mengyao out of necessity, he never touched such an evil fire again.

"I'm sorry Lord God of War, it must be that the slave family is not good enough, so the God of War is not interested. As she spoke, Qing Ruxue sobbed.

Stroking Qing Ruxue's hair with one hand and wiping the tears on her face with the other, Ling Tianxiao felt so much love and pity, he actually took Qing Ruxue into his arms again, stroked her head and comforted: "It's really not that you are not good enough, but me..."

"Is there still someone in the heart of Lord God of War who can't let go?" Qing Ruxue asked lightly with her face on Ling Tianxiao's chest.

Ling Tianxiao didn't speak, he acquiesced to everything, and I have to say that a woman's sixth sense is very accurate.

"Is it Sister Xiaoluo?" asked Qing Ruxue again.

Ling Tianxiao suddenly remembered Ling Xiaoluo when he heard this, although he had said that he wanted to marry her, but it was all angry talk, presumably Ling Xiaoluo would not take it seriously.

"Not her. Ling Tianxiao replied lightly.

"And where is she?"

As she spoke, Qing Ruxue's fingertips were already drawing circles on Ling Tianxiao's chest.

"She... She's in another world. ”

Ling Tianxiao's words revealed a kind of sadness and loneliness.

"That's... In this world, if adults don't dislike it, it's up to me to accompany Lord War. ”

Ling Tianxiao suddenly felt a little more relieved when he heard this, and seemed to relieve his loneliness.

"What if I tell you that I'm not a Blood God of War?" Ling Tianxiao asked tentatively.

"You are, I can feel it," Qing Ruxue replied.

Ling Tianxiao's evil fire was born from his heart, and it seemed that this time he couldn't control it or suppress it.

The lips had already kissed Qing Ruxue's cherry mouth, and the two kissed together.

Lonely in another world,

What a lust.

A night of romance,

Who knows the heart of the prodigal son.

It snowed all night, and the two didn't seem to be cold, because each other's body temperature was warming each other.

"Lord God of War, you have already taken over the slave family..."

The sun shone on the earth, and the sun after the snow didn't seem to be too warm, but the two people in the cave still felt the warm sun in the cold wind.

"It's winter..."

Looking at the mountains and forests that were still verdant and verdant yesterday turned snowy overnight, covered in silver, there is quite a chic feeling.

It was impossible for there to be such emerald trees and flowers in the winter of his previous life, but Ling Tianxiao knew that the emerald green under this snow-white robe was caused by the abundance of spiritual energy in the Tianling Mountain Range, and if he changed places, I am afraid that there would be no such a spectacle of spring and winter.

Qing Ruxue was lying on Ling Tianxiao's chest at this time, she seemed to have had unprecedented joy this night, she had been dreaming of serving the Asura Blood God she believed in for the rest of her life.

At this moment she was in the arms of the person she admired, her face full of satisfaction and happiness.

Ling Tianxiao hugged Qing Ruxue tightly, this night he also got a comfort that he hadn't felt for a long time, what an indescribable feeling, even though he still couldn't forget his wife in his previous life, but he still did such a thing.

Although he was conflicted and a little uneasy, he still accepted this comfort at the moment.

"The slave family is really happy. ”

"I'm also... I'm also very happy. ”

Ling Tianxiao did feel happy, maybe he had been alone for too long, the sudden comfort made him feel happy, maybe it was an emotion born in a stunned mood, he couldn't tell the difference, but he did feel it.

"From today onwards, you are my woman!"

Enjoying the beauty in his arms, for a long time, Ling Tianxiao said, these words are loud, he has decided.

Although I still can't forget my wife in my previous life, I can't live up to my red face in this life and this life.

He will not give up incarnating as an immortal god to find the answer to everything, but he must not lose the person in front of him.

"Is it okay for a slave?"

"Yes!"

Ling Tianxiao replied affirmatively.