Regarding Mo Xiaoluo's words, Chen Qing put it down in an instant, just a woman, even if she has the appearance of a heavenly immortal, she can't change his heart. Unless he touches his heart.

So far, in four hundred and fifty years, there are only three women who can make him tempted.

Gu Sheng, Ao Tianmei, and now Chen Condensing.

Gu Sheng is an existence in memory, if he can become a six-dimensional existence, maybe he can rely on the power of cause and effect to return to the earth before he crossed, which is the real earth, not other parallel spaces.

If you want to have Gu Sheng again, unless you become a six-dimensional existence.

As for Ao Tianmei...

It was a scar he would never want to touch.

For the first time, there was a woman who was willing to die for him. It was impossible for Chen Qing not to be tempted, but that time he was fascinated by the power, and his mind was on completing the task and the six-dimensional path, asking himself, at that time, he really couldn't give Ao Tianmei any guarantee.

In desperation, he gave up on her.

Changed her memory.

But in the four hundred and fifty years that he sat on the throne of the Emperor of Heaven, when countless clones went to the Nether to practice, he would always find the splendid mountains and rivers left by Zhang Haotian in his spare time, and it would be ten days, one or two months.

Ao Tianmei can be said to have the greatest influence on Chen Qing.

Finally, it is Chen Condensation.

Chen Qing saw her no more than twice, and was only with her for a few minutes. But he liked her because of the memories of the original body, which sounded, but he didn't think it was strange at all.

In the past sixteen years, Chen Conning, the little aunt, has taken meticulous care of him, and has been careful everywhere, for sixteen years, this kind of love and attachment has long been integrated into his bones and cannot be parted.

And Chen Qing, who has completely inherited the memory of the original body, should not be emotional to him with tens of billions of years of life experience, and the memories of more than ten years cannot be compared with the memories of tens of billions of years.

But he did fall in love with her.

Of these three, Chen Qing can really grasp only one person.

Chen condensed.

………

Out of the house, Chen Qing came to the hall and picked up the wine glass, and began to toast table by table. It's called a feast, a treat for those who come. He is the son of the three great rites of marriage.

The first toast was naturally Mo Tiancheng and Chen Baili.

"Grandpa, Qing'er toasts you. This cup, I salute you for your careful teaching and meticulous care for me over the past 16 years, Qing'er, I am grateful. "Chen Qing's original name was Chen Qing, and most of the people close to him called him Qing'er, so he called himself by this name.

Chen Baili picked up the wine glass, this forty-eight-year-old middle-aged man had gray hair and an extremely old face.

"It is a joy for Qing'er to get married, and today, if you don't get drunk, you won't return."

The two wine glasses collided with each other, and Chen Baili and Chen Qing drank them all in one gulp.

"Okay, grandpa, if you don't get drunk, you won't return, then have another cup, the second cup, I actually found this marriage for me for me, Qing'er is really happy. In addition, this cup is also for you, father-in-law, thank you for giving birth to such a wonderful daughter. ”

He looked at Chen Baili, Mo Tiancheng bowed, and said Lang Lang.

Seeing Chen Qing's posture, Chen Baili was naturally very happy in his heart, and without any hesitation, he drank it all in one gulp.

Mo Tiancheng on the side also laughed, nodded at Chen Qing, and drank it all in one gulp,

After the two of them finished drinking, Chen Qing looked at Chen Baili and said: "Grandpa has raised me for sixteen years, and all kinds of care for Qing'er in the past sixteen years are in my heart, and I dare not forget, today Qing'er swears here, if someone dares to bully grandpa in the future, and grandpa is sad, Qing'er will definitely break his body into ten thousand pieces, the nine clans will be wiped out, and the bloodline will not be left!" ”

When he said this, Chen Qing's gaze stayed on Mo Tiancheng.

The last few words, anyone can hear, sonorous, powerful, loud, indescribable blood boiling.

The corners of Chen Baili's eyes turned red, and tears fell, although he knew that Chen Qing was just coaxing him to be happy with these words, he still couldn't help but be moved in his heart. At this moment, he knew that his years of hard work still had some returns, although these rewards were completely disproportionate to the efforts.

Mo Tiancheng on the other side was shocked, when Chen Qing said this, the kind of eyes that looked at him seemed to see through his heart. Give him a creepy feeling, as if he is not looking at himself as a waste, but as a tiger, a terrifying tiger.

Chen Qing left here with a smile, went to the other tables, and began to toast.

Some people turned their heads away in disgust and didn't look at him, some sincerely raised their glasses and drank it all with him, while others showed hypocritical expressions and constantly flattered him.

One hundred and twenty tables, Chen Qing drank them all.

He also became drunk, limping and staggering when he walked. Everyone was amazed at how much he had drunk, and he had drunk at least two hundred glasses that day, although they were all small glasses, but they were disgusting in the end.

The two maids stepped forward to help him up, sent him to his room, opened the door, Chen Qing staggered in, and the two maids closed the door intimately.

At this time, it was supposed to be a hole in the room, but seeing that Chen Qing was not drunk, Chen Baili stopped everyone's plan.

Entering the room, Mo Xiaoluo's hazy figure on the bed sat there, motionless. If you look closely, you can see that you are cross-legged, as if you are cultivating.

"Tonight, you sleep underground."

A cold voice suddenly sounded, Chen Qing looked at her and did not speak.

The Ancestor of the Zombies has a physique, and no matter how much alcohol he drinks, it's useless. His drunkenness was just a disguise, and he walked to the bed step by step, looking at Mo Xiaoluo, who was covered with a red cloth, Chen Qing stretched out his right hand.

"Poof..."

The red cloth was lifted by him.

A beautiful face appeared in his eyes.

Delicate facial features, fair skin.

There are no words to describe this beauty, Chen Qing was a little distracted for a moment. He is so beautiful, in his tens of billions of years of memory, Chen Qing has never seen such a beautiful and moving woman.

is like a fairy in the sky, even if he doesn't do anything, he still gives Chen Qing a fluttering feeling. He had also seen fairies in the sky, but they were less than half the size of this girl.

"Waste, you presumptuous."

Seeing that the red cloth on the top of his head was lifted by Chen Qing, Mo Xiaoluo slapped it with one palm.

Chen Qing's body was slightly on one side, and he easily dodged it.

Seeing that he was empty, Mo Xiaoluo muttered: "Impossible, how can it be empty." It must be the wrong posture, hmph, do it again. ”

Another palm was slapped, Chen Qing took two or three steps back, and Mo Xiaoluo was sitting cross-legged on the bed, so naturally he couldn't hit him.

"It's going to kill me." Chen Qing crossed his eyebrows with a hint of ruthlessness, his right fist was clenched tightly, at this moment he really wanted to kill this woman, but when he thought about today's wedding day, if he really did this, Chen Baili would definitely be very sad.

Giving up this idea in his heart, Chen Qing said coldly: "You can sleep by yourself tonight." ”

Turning around, Chen Qing walked out of the room.

He could indeed kill Mo Xiaoluo, even if he didn't have any wasteland.

But don't forget, he's the ancestor of zombies.

Beings infected by him can enhance the power of a great realm.

What about him.

It is also a big realm, but there is no one-fold and two-fold division, once it is promoted, it is the peak.

Now he is an ordinary person, but he has the power of the Nine Layers of Desolation.

With the strength of nine hundred catties, it was easy to kill Mo Xiaoluo.