Glancing at Ling'er, who was transforming with the help of merit, Wang Hao dissolved the merger with a movement of his heart. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

In the next second, Wang Hao and the demon venerable's bodies separated, and suddenly Wang Hao felt a sense of weakness coming.

Resisting the five waves of the Purple Night God Thunder Tribulation, he was already overloaded, and now he finally breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately didn't care about anything else, and began to repair the injuries in his body while sitting cross-legged.

Time passed little by little.

When the first rays of sunlight rise in the East China Sea, a figure appears in the sky.

This is a woman who looks eighteen or nineteen years old, with long black hair up to her waist, delicate facial features, fair collarbones, wearing a pale cyan long skirt, and a pair of jade feet are exquisite.

With the golden light of merit dissipating, the woman fell from the sky, glanced at the demon venerable who was closing her eyes on the side, and then fixed her eyes on Wang Hao, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground.

Seeing that Wang Hao was repairing his injuries, she didn't bother, she just sat down on a bluestone in front of Wang Hao, with her elbows on her knees, her chin dragged with her hands, her beautiful eyes stared at Wang Hao without blinking, and the corners of her mouth were filled with a happy and happy smile.

……

I don't know how long it took, Wang Hao felt that the injuries in his body had been repaired, and most of the mana that was almost exhausted had recovered, and he was relieved.

When he opened his eyes, before Wang Hao could look at himself, suddenly he only felt that it was dark in front of him, and then a soft and gentle delicate body threw himself into his arms.

Just as Wang Hao wanted to ask something, the woman's voice sounded in Wang Hao's ears: "Master, you finally woke up, Ling'er was worried to death." ”

Hearing this, Wang Hao's body was stunned, and he didn't care about anything else, so he hurriedly looked up.

What caught his eye was the delicate little face, especially the smart eyes, which immediately made Wang Hao's heart relax.

These eyes are familiar to him, and they belong to Ling'er.

Immediately afterwards, Wang Hao asked Ling'er to get up from his body, and then dragged his chin with one hand and said in amazement: "Ling'er, as soon as you transform into a Taiyi Golden Immortal, you are too powerful!"

Isn't!

Thinking that his cultivation and transformation in the past was nothing more than a mere immortal, and looking at Ling'er who became a Taiyi Golden Immortal as soon as he transformed into a form, Wang Hao could only mourn for himself in his heart.

However, Wang Hao didn't know that in that era when fierce beasts were rampant, Pangu's will was strong to the peak, and it was already very good for him to be able to transform into a form, and he still wanted to cultivate? That was undoubtedly a fool's dream.

After receiving Wang Hao's praise, Ling'er was obviously very happy, and then turned around in place and said, "Master, is Ling'er beautiful?"

Hearing this, Wang Hao's face was strange for a while.

Ling'er's transformation is indeed very beautiful, but in this era of respect for the strong, shouldn't it be more about one's own strength?

Although he was puzzled, Wang Hao still nodded and said seriously: "Well, it's beautiful." ”

Hearing this, Ling'er just laughed even more happily.

After a long time, Ling'er seemed to think of something, her pretty face turned slightly red, and said, "Master, Ling'er has a secret to tell you!"

Hearing this, Wang Hao paused for a moment, glanced at Ling'er with a straight face in confusion, and said curiously: "What secret?"

Seeing this, Ling'er walked out of Wang Hao's side and said, "Master, Ling'er likes you, Ling'er wants to be the master's wife!"

As soon as these words came out, Wang Haoben's curious face suddenly became embarrassed, and he subconsciously took a few steps back, looked at the shy Ling'er, and said a little stunned: "Why?"

In this regard, Ling'er suppressed the shyness in her heart, raised her head and looked at Wang Hao and said: "Because the master helped Ling'er through the tribulation, the master knew that the Zixiao God Thunder Tribulation was dangerous, but he was still willing to help Ling'er, so Ling'er likes the master." ”

"I ......"

Hearing this, Wang Hao opened his mouth and was speechless for a while.

He was only guilty of ruining Ling'er's fate in the Fierce Beast Era, and Ling'er's help and kindness to him along the way, and even, at that time, Wang Hao didn't know that the Purple Night God Thunder Tribulation would be so terrifying.

If he had known earlier, Wang Hao might not have been reckless to help Ling'er stop the robbery.

But now this situation really makes Wang Hao feel stunned and helpless.

Refuse?

Looking at Ling'er's innocent appearance, Wang Hao really couldn't open his mouth.

Promise?

Wang Hao didn't know how to deal with himself, after all, he had never thought of such a thing, even if Zisu had entered his heart, he hadn't opened his mouth, not for anything else, Wang Hao knew that the water in the flood was very deep, and he didn't have time to fall in love at all.

And as a person of later generations, Wang Hao's concept is still a bit machismo, in his heart, only to reach the level of no one else, that can be qualified to give a woman sexual blessings.

"Uh-huh~"

Just when Wang Hao was entangled, a cough sounded.

I saw that the demon venerable had woken up at some point, walked to Wang Hao's side, squeezed his eyebrows and made eyes, and then said: "Little girl, you are forcing Wang Hao to promise you." ”

As soon as these words came out, Ling'er's pretty face turned even redder, but she didn't say anything to refute it.

In this regard, Wang Hao looked at his eyes, gritted his teeth, stomped his feet, and said, "Okay, I agreed to this." ”

After speaking, Wang Hao exhaled heavily, this decision is really a bit difficult to make.

Especially now is the moment when the prologue of the dragon and phoenix is opened, but Wang Hao knows that if he doesn't agree, Ling'er, the little girl, will be depressed for a long time.

After all, the current Ling'er is no longer a machine spirit, she is a true innate god, a living existence.

Hearing this, Ling'er, who was worried in her heart, suddenly raised her head, stared at Wang Hao with a pair of eyes, and said with great joy: "Really?"

Nodding, Wang Hao said, "Really, when did I deceive Ling'er." ”

After a pause, Wang Hao pondered for a while, and said, "But this wedding can't be held now, after the catastrophe!"

Hearing this, Ling'er suddenly smiled happily, she didn't care when the wedding would be held, because Wang Hao would never regret what he had promised.

Thinking of this, Ling'er was like a happy child, running barefoot on the beach, with a happy and excited face.

Seeing this scene, Wang Hao shook his head helplessly, but he felt a strange gaze staring at him beside him.

Turning his head to look, he just saw the Demon Venerable with an expression that I understood, and I couldn't help but feel uneasy in my heart, and said, "What are you thinking?"

Hearing this, the demon venerable laughed and said, "Congratulations, I have finally cultivated." After speaking, the Demon Venerable didn't dare to continue to stay, for fear that Wang Hao would be annoyed and angry, and the eight wings behind him were quickly inciting and swept in the direction of the Blue Emperor Palace.

It wasn't until the demon venerable left that Wang Hao came back to his senses, and suddenly his face turned blue and white, and he didn't understand what the demon venerable meant.

And now that this matter has become a fact, he has no way to refute it, and he can't help but feel a burst of anger in his heart, and angrily reprimanded in the direction of the demon venerable's departure: "Bastard demon venerable, don't think you can run." ”

While speaking, Wang Hao called Ling'er, and the sword rode the wind and flew in the direction of the Blue Emperor Palace without hurrying, planning to beat up the demon venerable who made fun of him after he went back. (To be continued.) )