Of course, Lu Jidao would not forget Yan Jing who made him think about it day and night, but as a scheming man, he knew very well that Yan Jing already had the shadow of that young cultivator in his heart. "Ke * Le * Yan * Love * First * Fa ()] [Remember our website dashubao mobile version dashubao] Lu Jidao, who has always been conceited, is naturally unwilling to marry a girl who does not love him sincerely. Even if she is as beautiful as Yan Jing, she can't do it.

Therefore, since Cong Ye's identity was exposed, all his thoughts were devoted to finding Cong Ye. According to Lu Jidao's thoughts, as long as he finds the Divine Cultivation Cong Ye who is the public enemy of the Immortal Cultivation Realm, he will inevitably make the other party die without a place to be buried. At that time, Yan Jing will naturally forget about Cong Ye, that is, her opportunity has come.

However, what made Lu Jidao distressed was that not only did he get nothing, but even the power of Master Tong Guò and Master Ancestor, using most of the power of the Five Elements Gate, he still couldn't find any clues about the Divine Cultivation Congye.

For more than ten years, although the Five Elements Gate has successfully shifted the attention of the immortal cultivation world from the treasure appreciation to the divine cultivation of Cong Ye, if you can't catch Cong Ye, just by your own words, you can determine that Cong Ye is a divine cultivator, and as time passes, there are already people in the immortal cultivation world who are beginning to doubt.

Therefore, I don't know if Lu Jidao is distressed, and the people of the Five Elements Gate also feel that the development of things is beyond their expectations. Even if there was no encouragement from Lu Ji Dao's master and apprentice, the Five Elements Sect would not let go of the urgent task of finding the Divine Cultivation Bush Leaf and take care of it.

In the midst of such anxiety, Lu Jidao saw the invitation from the Xuanyin Sect of Fulai Mountain, and his mood suddenly improved a lot.

After a little inquiry, Lu Jidao was even more confident, because almost all of the invitations sent by the Xuanyin faction were monks above the Xiaju period, as well as the heads of various sects. As a young talent in the immortal cultivation world, there are only him and Du Qian, the young master of the Divine Spear Gate. In this regard, it is not difficult for Lu Jidao to guess that Yan Wendao, the head of the Xuanyin faction, and his wife have obviously acquiesced to the identity of their son-in-law. Although he was still uncertain about Yan Jing's intentions, Lu Jidao still took it for granted that without Yan Jing's approval, the Xuanyin Sect would not have included his name in the list of observers of the Five Elements Gate.

From his master Jia Wenjun, Lu Jidao also heard a little bit of news, that is, Yan Wendao did hint in private that he agreed to promote the marriage of his daughter Yan Jing and Lu Jidao.

Originally, the purpose of desperately looking for the Divine Cultivation Congye was to give himself the opportunity to create a zào to gain Yan Jingfang's heart, but now it seems that there is no need for it. How could Lu Jidao not be happy?

In the following days, Lu Jidao suddenly relaxed the matter of looking for the Divine Cultivation Bush Leaves, ******** waited for the date to go to the Xuanyin Sect of Fulai Mountain to observe the ceremony.

Hiding in the bush leaves in Xiangyang Town, which was cut off from the Immortal Cultivation Realm, he didn't know that the entire Immortal Cultivation Realm had already become a mess in order to find himself.

It's not that I didn't hear the words that when I broke out of the secret realm of the Five Elements Gate cultivation and fought alone against the Five Elements Gate group cultivator, the other party called out his identity as a divine cultivator, but Cong Ye didn't think much about it. Even if he wanted to, Cong Ye didn't know that the entire Immortal Cultivation Realm would work so together to search for him.

The days are still so dull, so quiet, so carefree.

Every day, except for going to the private school to teach for more than three hours, the rest of the time is almost hidden at home, guarding Mu Xiaowan, who is gradually maturing and more gentle and lovely, enjoying the joy of family.

As for never having children, Cong Ye didn't care much, but Mu Xiaowan always remembered it, just to give Cong Ye a concubine, she had already said countless times, and even invited her parents to do Cong Ye's work, but she was rejected by Cong Ye Wanyan every time. Although Mu Xiaowan's face was inevitably disappointed, her heart was full of sweetness.

There is no girl in the world who is willing to share a husband with someone else and share a person's love. A lot of the time, it's just a last resort.

For example, now, Mu Xiaowan also knows that she can't meet her husband's needs alone. Even if she made love all night every night, Mu Xiaowan could feel that her husband was still alive and well, and she couldn't achieve the ultimate pleasure at all.

"Husband, all concubines are not in good health."

"Why is Wan'er here again? That's good, really good. ”

That night, after another joy of fish and water, Mu Xiaowan curled up in Cong Ye's arms, thinking that not only could she not give birth to a child for her husband, but also couldn't even meet her husband's needs, she couldn't help but shed a few tears.

"Husband, the concubine can feel it, and she has never satisfied her husband."

"Wan'er is thinking too much, it's really good."

Of course, Cong Ye knows, not to mention Mu Xiaowan alone, even when she is in another interface, there are eighteen girls around her, and she can't satisfy herself night and night.

While comforting the jade man in his arms, he walked up and down with his hands, trying to use body language to further comfort.

Don't you know that after a stroke, Mu Xiaowan, who was already paralyzed as mud, was even more sure that she did not meet her husband's needs. But now I can't bear the tart from my husband anyway. Under the grievance, the body couldn't help curling up tighter. The head gradually slid to the lower abdomen of the clump leaves.

The hardness between the legs of Cong Ye naturally pressed between the two softnesses, and he subconsciously shrank his neck, not wanting to be pushed to his chin.

Mu Xiaowan didn't know why a flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in her mind, and she couldn't help but lower her head, and the cherry blossom opened lightly, trying to contain the arrogance of the bush leaves.

A feeling that has never been experienced before, stimulating two people at the same time.

As Mu Xiaowan's whining murmur sounded, Cong Ye couldn't help but sigh.

It seemed that she was encouraged by her husband, and Mu Xiaowan became even harder.

So much so that the body gradually turned around, so that the two people became a posture of head and tail.

There are many things that don't need to be adjusted, especially the joy of boudoirs.

From then on, whenever she couldn't satisfy her husband below, Mu Xiaowan used Sakuraguchi to serve her husband, and gradually, she liked this posture more and more. Especially when she felt her husband's tongue and the hot breath exhaled wandering in her ****, that feeling seemed to have a different taste, and it was easier for Mu Xiaowan to be unable to help herself.

With the passage of time, Mu Xiaowan, as an ordinary person, will inevitably leave traces of time on her face and body.

In order not to make himself look too special, Cong Ye relied on his own cultivation and gradually changed his appearance to keep aging with Mu Xiaowan.

Thirty years have passed, and both of them are middle-aged people in their forties. And Mu Xiaowan's parents passed away more than ten years ago.

And Cong Ye, as the private school of Xiangyang Town, is now a well-known figure. The students who came to study in Xiangyang Town's private school, the farthest place, there were actually from thousands of miles away.