Wen Guye couldn't remember what kind of power the last Nine Heavens Xuan Thunder had when he was married.

In the original world, he never put other people's external objects in his heart at all, no matter how good he did on the face, he was careless in his heart, and it was rare that several friends were friends from childhood to adulthood.

If it weren't for the fact that he had crossed over and had the obsession of going back, Wen Guye felt that he might not even be able to remember the outline plot clearly, let alone the thickness of the Heavenly Tribulation Thunder Pillar.

His divine sense was placed on Ji Lianzhou's body, but the feeling in his body was still very clear. Under the continuous influx of spiritual power, some subtle sensations came out of the level that had just been loosened...... Wen Guye twisted his eyebrows and pressed them down, still concentrating on Ji Lianzhou.

It took a long time for the last thunder tribulation to condense, but Wen Guye had already calculated the time, and he didn't communicate much. Exactly three days after the first thunderbolt fell, a flash of lightning fell from the sky! Through the air, through the earth, and smashed on Ji Lianzhou!

Wen Guye's eyebrows were raised, looking at the deep pit far away from him.

The electric light disappeared completely after it fell, and there was no tendency to spread along the aura. It is undeniable that this has helped him a lot, but it does not conform to Wen Guye's worldview at all...... He turned his head away suddenly, and pressed his hand on the place where his dantian was.

At that moment, the attention to Ji Lianzhou overpowered himself! There was no longer a gentle aura around the loose level, which had already been completely refined, and a riotous aura began to spread in the dantian in an instant.

Wen Guye's eyes were tightly closed, he should sit down immediately, immediately and concentrate on breaking through, but who is going to hand over Ji Lianzhou's situation to?

There is nothing but the spiritual fluid that flows quietly and the empty space.

The pain coming from the dantian made him almost unable to stand. After trying to move forward for a while, Wen Guye finally gave up.

With Ji Lianzhou's temperament, if you wake up and find that you are not around...... I don't know where I'm going.

Wen Guye thought so, and pinched out a messenger bird over and over again. The little finch stood on his fingers, its fluffy belly feathers rubbing against the small patches of skin on the sides of his fingers, chirping as if they were happy.

Wen Guye laughed, and then began to speak.

There was a bit of vanity in his voice, not much, but it was enough for Ji Lianzhou to judge that his situation was not very good. Wen Guye didn't want to cheat like this, and it wasn't right, his condition was really bad.

But in the end, there is nothing to be hypocritical about this situation.

He rubbed the tip of his nose, looked at the little bird's round and swarthy eyes, and continued.

“…… Ah Zhou," he paused visibly as he decided to call him, "I think you're probably fine, so that's fine." ”

No matter how tender and sweet the words are, Wen Guye said it to Ji Lianzhou anyway.

He simply released the little finch directly, and he couldn't even wait for the little finch to fly to Ji Lianzhou's side, and sat directly on the ground.

The spiritual fluid flowed slowly around him, constantly stuffing new spiritual energy into his meridians. Wen Guye struggled to sort out the aura that had gone wild under his momentary negligence, while continuing to maintain the operation of Zhou Tian in his body.

A thin layer of sweat ran from the tip of his nose, and his cheeks glowed a faint red.

It's really delicious, or it's delicious.

Ji Lianzhou looked at Wen Guye condescendingly, and in his hand was a crushed finch. His body hurt so much that he almost thought he would sleep in the dark, and he couldn't even tell what kind of strength had sustained him to wake up.

Probably because there was a voice in the sea of knowledge that kept saying, how is Wen Guye, what is Wen Guye.

However, Ji Lianzhou refused to admit this. He only knew that he was in an endless fall, his hands and feet were weak, and he could only watch the darkness ahead. I don't know how long it took before I remembered a little bit of the past.

Wen Guye should come to save him, he won't die.

It was with such a thought that Ji Lianzhou persevered. He felt more and more, from the meridians in his body that had been thickened to a new width, such as the much harder wall of the dantian, such as the skin that had been completely scorched under the thunderstorm and was slowly regrowing at the moment.

The divine consciousness was one step ahead of the body, and Ji Lianzhou almost couldn't wait, scanning the surroundings one after another.

Wen Guye, Wen Guye.

He didn't see him, only a stupid little finch hovering in the air, as if he didn't know where to stop.

This kind of messenger finch is made up of magic, and it is not a life in essence, but a simple formation. They are never tireless, and can take off from anywhere within the cultivation realm to the end of the sky.

When Ji Lianzhou found out, he was already laughing.

His vocal cords were destroyed, and his laughter had a hoarseness that was difficult to describe in words, sounding horribly abnormal. That's not all, smiling and laughing, Ji Lianzhou suddenly felt a fishy sweet breath gushing out of his throat.

He began to vomit blood.

The blood flowed along the spiritual fluid, and the divine sense could reach more and more places. It didn't take long for Ji Lianzhou to include Wen Guye in the scope of exploration.

The man sat cross-legged in the spiritual fluid, his expression faint, and a strand of hair hanging down from his forehead. The two lips were pursed together, and the whole person looked calm and anxious.

Ji Lianzhou didn't know how such a contradictory description was put on Wen Guye by himself.

He swept Wen Guye over and over again with his divine sense, as if he couldn't get enough. Wen Guye has settled down, and nothing can wake him up...... With such a thought, Ji Lianzhou's divine sense became deeper and deeper, and he directly probed into Wen Guye's clothes.

As the days passed, Wen Guye showed no signs of opening his eyes, but Ji Lianzhou's body was recovering little by little. The black, necrotic skin of his body gradually peeled away, revealing new, baby-like honey-colored skin.

Ji Lianzhou doesn't use the word "delicate" to describe himself at all, but he can't find a more suitable one for the time being.

His fingers slid over his other arm, feeling it for a long time, and finally smiled.

This body grew back after the thunderstorm, and if I had to say, it was no longer the one it used to be. Ji Lianzhou said with strong words on the one hand, and secretly said with peace of mind on the other hand, in the future, Wen Guye should not want to mention how many Ding furnaces he had used in the three hundred years of wandering in Cangyuan, and how many male cultivators had been in love with him.

He gave Wen Guye the opportunity to make some moves on this, but Wen Guye didn't want it himself.

In the future, this new body will probably only touch Wen Guye alone.

The messenger bird landed on Ji Lianzhou's shoulder as early as when he stood up, and he couldn't stop chirping at the moment, as if urging him to recite the magic of receiving, so that he could complete the task quickly.

Ji Lianzhou has discovered from a long time ago that whenever Wen Guye faces these little things, he is always a little gentler than he is to himself. Not only the messenger of the little bird, but also the nest of blue feathers on the tree outside the Lingquan when he was following each other on Jialu Mountain.

What's so good about these flat-haired animals? Ji Lianzhou held the messenger bird, and the strength in his hand gradually increased.

The little finch let out a painful chirp, Ji Lianzhou didn't care about it, and the person had already rushed towards where Wen Guye was.

This person, no matter how changeable he looks in his divine consciousness, can't compare to the moment when he actually sits in front of his eyes.

When Wen Guye's figure came into view, a sentence suddenly crashed into Ji Lianzhou's heart.

He subconsciously stopped, and then thought that he couldn't stand like this and do nothing. Remembering the scenery under Wen Guye's clothes that he had spied before, Ji Lianzhou's eyes darkened.

It's good if he can see this kind of thing, if someone else covets Wen Guye......

He didn't think about it at all, but used his divine sense to leave a mark on Wen Guye's body. No matter how advanced Wen Guye is, he can't be distracted by the distraction period, and the current cultivation realm still has a few distraction period powers. Ji Lianzhou refused to think about whether others would really do such a thing, only knowing that he was very unhappy if he didn't leave his own traces for Wen Guye.

Even Wen Guye himself couldn't find it, it was secret enough, but it was full of traces of his own breath.

Ji Lianzhou pulled the corners of his lips, revealing a gentle, frightening smile.

After a while, he stood in front of Wen Guye, looked at the little finch in his hand that was about to die, and then looked at Wen Guye: "...... Little brother, if I don't like to hear what it says, how can I punish you? ”

Wen Guye naturally wouldn't answer him, but Ji Lianzhou didn't care.

He stood in front of Wen Guye, bending down to look at the other party. The tips of the two noses were very close to each other, but Wen Guye was unaware of it.

The other party's consciousness still did not fluctuate, and it was not pretentious.

Ji Lianzhou said softly: "That's it, I'm always soft-hearted to my little brother." As he spoke, he recited the mantra that made the little finch speak.

The little finch flapped its disheveled wings and flew with difficulty. Wen Guye's voice came out of its mouth, with a dumb feeling, and the whole person looked very weak.

Ji Lianzhou frowned, what's wrong?

He stood up and continued to listen, his gaze firmly fixed on Wen Guye's face.

Until the last sentence, Wen Guye called: "Ah Zhou......"

Ji Lianzhou's expression changed, he grabbed the little finch from the air and crushed it directly!

This time, the little finch didn't even have time to make a mournful cry, and it lost its movement.

Ji Lianzhou looked at Wen Guye like this, from top to bottom, from high to low, looking at him carefully.

After seeing enough, he sat down and faced him in front of Wen Guye.

Then, Ji Lianzhou also closed his eyes and prepared to settle down.

So much so that the first scene Wen Guye saw when he opened his eyes was Ji Lianzhou sitting in front of him, still so close to him...... The fluctuation of divine consciousness was truthfully received by Ji Lianzhou, who broke out of the state of concentration and opened his eyes.

The dark eyes fixed on Wen Guye's face, and Ji Lianzhou laughed: "Congratulations to the little brother, for breaking through the peak of Yuanying." ”

Wen Guye was quiet and said, "You too, congratulations." ”

Ji Lianzhou's body slowly leaned forward, and he said: "But it's just getting started, where can you compare to your little brother......"

In the end, there was only a fist between his head and Wen Guye's head. The eyes of the two were on the same level, and there was only each other in their eyes.

Wen Guye looked at Ji Lianzhou, I don't know how long it took, and sighed softly, as if there was nothing to do.

He stepped forward a little and kissed Ji Lianzhou.