Wang Feng never expected that at this time, Zhu Zhuqing would run down.

Zhu Zhuqing's speed is very fast, although when she stepped on the three hundred and thirty floors, she couldn't withstand the sea god's light and consumed soul power, but just with the physical improvement brought by more than five months of exercise and climbing, her speed was also extremely fast!

And when Zhu Zhuqing was like a night elf, he crossed a black shadow and fell into Wang Feng's arms.

Wang Feng felt the strength and ...... of Zhu Zhuqing's body Big.

Cough...

His chest was a little tight, and Wang Feng reluctantly took a step back.

Before Wang Feng could react, the mask on his face was lifted, and then, a slightly cold and soft feeling suddenly spread from his face to Wang Feng's brain.

Well?

Wang Feng hurriedly held Zhu Zhuqing's shoulders with both hands, what are you doing! I haven't even admitted it, you're coming?

"They can't see..."

Zhu Zhuqing's low voice sounded in his ears, and the soft breath made Wang Feng a little itchy, "Wang Feng, there is no need to hide it, I know your identity, and my heart will not lie to me." Otherwise, you would have pushed me away a long time ago. ”

Wang Feng was silent.

The heart is even faintly glowing, which is obviously the effect of meteor tears.

Indeed, Wang Feng felt that Meteor Tears also had that special feeling.

There is a feeling of heart-to-heart connection...

"What's going on?"

Wang Feng pushed Zhu Zhuqing's body away slightly, but he felt that the other party was holding him a little tightly, so he stopped opening and let the other party hold him.

Judging from the veneers, the two of them were sticking together, and they were both a little flattened.

"I miss you."

Zhu Zhuqing raised his head, his face was flushed, and his eyes were a little confused, "In the past two months, every time you walk past me, I feel like you are talking... But I'm afraid, as soon as I open my mouth, you will be recognized. ”

Wang Feng thought to himself, this meteor tear didn't expect it to have this effect, no matter how good he disguised himself, it was useless.

"How long are you going to pretend?"

Zhu Zhuqing stared at the face that he had been thinking about day and night, and his face became more and more flushed, "If you continue to pretend like this, you should be a big burden, right?" Did you just fail to hit the last layer today? ”

Wang Feng shook his head.

He didn't hit the last layer today, he just failed on the thousandth floor.

"Did you do that on purpose?"

Zhu Zhuqing buried his head in Wang Feng's chest, pressed against Wang Feng's chin, and listened to the latter's heartbeat, which was consistent with his own heartbeat, that sense of fit, there was a feeling of integration.

made Zhu Zhuqing's whole body tremble a little.

"They've all misunderstood you now... I'm thinking about slapping you in the face. You're not angry..."

Zhu Zhuqing whispered.

"What's the matter..."

Wang Feng thought for a while, "I just want you to think so, otherwise, you won't be able to last for these two months." ”

Zhu Zhuqing: "......"

"Well, when are you going to go down without pretending..."

Zhu Zhuqing suddenly raised his head and looked at Wang Feng, "Also, that Holy Maiden of the Martial Spirit Palace, every time she looks at you, ...... eyes."

Speaking of this, Zhu Zhuqing hugged his hands tighter.

"Every time I see that saint looking at you, it's as if I've kicked her away..."

Zhu Zhuqing's tone was sour, "Wang Feng, you became a white-clothed pope in the Martial Spirit Palace... Are you really leaving us? ”

But after saying that, Zhu Zhuqing probably felt that he was asking a little stupid, and muttered:

"You can't do that!"

Wang Feng smiled and looked at Zhu Zhuqing's somewhat puffed up.

He actually wanted to say that even if he wasn't in the Martial Spirit Palace, he would leave one day, but it was too sad to say this.

It's going to be forgotten.

"And that young master of the Martial Spirit Palace, Qian Lingxue, listening to the third brother, is also a great beauty..."Zhu Zhuqing said quietly, "You also fought with the third brother and the senior of Poison Douluo in the Heaven Dou City Palace in order to cover her withdrawal. Are you also for her..."

Wang Feng: "......"

Wang Feng coughed a few times, how did he get there?

However, that matter was too complicated, and Zhu Zhuqing couldn't explain it clearly for a while.

"You are disguised as a white-clothed pope in the Martial Spirit Palace... Is it because of these two girls? Zhu Zhuqing whispered, "I know, my thoughts are a little cautious, but I just can't help but think so..."

"Absolutely not." Wang Feng said.

"That's why... Why do you want to enter the Martial Spirit Palace, to become the Pope in White... Why are you with those two girls..."Zhu Zhuqing felt a lot of questions, but halfway through the question, he suddenly fell into Wang Feng's arms again, "Woo... I won't ask, I know you won't tell me now. ”

Wang Feng didn't say that he wouldn't tell Zhu Zhuqing.

In fact, it doesn't make much sense.

Bibi Dong became a god, and he will come to Poseidon Island in three years...

"I'll tell you in two years."

Wang Feng's eyes flickered, now, he didn't know what the situation on the continent was, the Martial Spirit Alliance should be established.

What happened to the two empires and the three major sects?

Nothing is known.

He can only get stronger to wait two years later to prevent any surprises from happening.

"You said..."

Zhu Zhuqing raised his head and looked at Wang Feng again, "After those two years, can you make a choice?" Me and Rongrong, who do you choose... Or do you want to choose the holy woman of the Wuhun Hall and the Qianrenxue? ”

Wang Feng: "......"

Why ask such a question again.

And also... Why add two more?

"Wang Feng, I think my mind is very messy, because everything you have done is too terrible..."

Zhu Zhuqing muttered, "I don't know what you want to do... But one thing, I won't change, I like you. ”

Yes, it's terrible.

Even if the other party doesn't really admit his identity now, Zhu Zhuqing thinks about a series of things that the other party has become the white-clothed pope in the past year or so, and thus directs, and feels very terrible.

What did Wang Feng do in the Martial Spirit Hall again? To get to this high position? How can it be reused?

"Even if one day, you really become a super villain..."

Zhu Zhuqing stared at Wang Feng and whispered, "I like you too..."

And, not just like... Zhu Zhuqing said silently in his heart.

"Well, I like you too." Wang Feng thought about it, but still spoke.

"Really?" Zhu Zhuqing was stunned for a moment, his face became more and more ruddy, his face was full of surprise, and the affection in his eyes seemed to overflow, this was the first time he heard Wang Feng's positive answer.

But then, Zhu Zhuqing asked again, "What about Rongrong?" ”

"I like her too." Wang Feng said.

"......" Zhu Zhuqing was stunned, his head a little blank.

After a while.

"You... You, you..."Zhu Zhuqing stammered, "How can you do this..."

"I don't like it." Wang Feng thought for a while.

"No way!" Zhu Zhuqing stomped his feet and said angrily, "Wang Feng, you can't be distracted!" You can only choose one! ”

No one wants to share their beloved with others, and she naturally doesn't want to.

(End of chapter)