In Han Jianglan's boudoir, Ji Ziwei threw Han Jianglan on the bed, and then the fairy aura around her body condensed, shattering the clothes on the two of them.

Han Jianglan, who was thrown on the bed of the Golden Crystal Dragon, was shocked and angry, but at the same time, there was still a trace of expectation in his heart. She blushed and glared at Ji Ziwei, and shouted:

"You're going to ...!"

It's just that before she finished speaking, Ji Ziwei became illusory, directly pressing on the rhyme of her cover, wantonly asking for it.

"Ahh No way. That... There... No, you can't...!"

Soon after, the sound of Han Jianglan's incessant screaming came from the room.

That's it, woman. Those unwillingness that were realized before will completely disintegrate the moment a man inserts it, especially for a charming like Han Jianglan who has been abstinent for tens of thousands of years. And even more so!

Outside Han Jianglan's boudoir, Han Jiangxue heard the sound of this wave scream, her legs were weak, and she sat directly on the dragon brick crystal bottom plate. She stared blankly at the golden dragon gate in front of her, and kept muttering:

"It's over... He's really, become my stepfather..."

Time flies in a flash, and in a blink of an eye, Ji Ziwei has been living here for thousands of years. Of course, this thousand years is only for the beings on the Northern Cold Star, and for Ji Ziwei and Han Jianglan, the thousand years are just a blink of an eye.

Now, although Han Jianglan's cultivation has reached the middle stage of the Divine Monarch, the chaotic power in her body still cannot be fully controlled. However, it also takes time, and Ji Ziwei also spent a lot of time in order to use this power skillfully, even so, she still "overturned" above the stars in the dark night. ”

The power of chaos is difficult for a saint to control, let alone a small quasi-saint late-stage monk.

During the period of living on the Northern Cold Star, Ji Ziwei would teach every day that if Han Jianglan used eight or nine Xuangong, although Han Jianglan had the blessing of the power of chaos in his body, the power of chaos was only a kind of power, to be precise, it was a kind of mana. But mana can't refine the body, and now Han Jianglan's most frustrating thing is the strength of the divine body. Therefore, Ji Ziwei passed on the complete Eight or Nine Xuangong to Han Jianglan during this period of time. Through the transformation of the Eight or Nine Xuangong, now Han Jiang Lan's divine body has been able to withstand the full blow of the mid-stage Golden Immortal cultivator!

Ji Ziwei and Han Jianglan, during this period, the relationship is also increasing. Although Ji Ziwei usually always has a bland face, Han Jianglan likes it very much. Because a woman like her has long passed the age of youth and impetuousness.

Above the court, she is domineering, and her eyes and words are cold and ruthless. But when she finishes the morning court, she will come to Ji Ziwei's "Dragon Palace" as soon as possible. The so-called "Dragon Palace" is a dragon mansion established by Han Jianglan for Ji Ziwei. Ji Ziwei originally felt that she couldn't stay here for too long, and there was no need to go to great lengths to build such a big residence for him. But Han Jianglan always insisted, and Ji Ziwei no longer cared about this matter.

Why did Han Jianglan have to establish this "Dragon Palace"? It was because when she knew that Ji Ziwei was not the god of this universe, her heart began to suffer from gains and losses, especially after hearing that he also had a fiancée in the Kamigawa universe.

She wants to keep, Ji Ziwei, like other women, she wants to monopolize him, but she knows that this kind of thing is just thinking about it, how can she be the only woman by her side as a peak powerhouse in the quasi-saint realm.

In the past few thousand years in the Northern Cold Star, Ji Ziwei and Han Jianglan have talked a lot, and they have also told her a lot of things and secrets that she can't perceive in her realm.

Once, she thought that the Divine Monarch Realm should already be the strongest existence in the entire universe, but after listening to Ji Ziwei, she knew that now she was just a "rookie" who had just entered cultivation. ”

It is true that at the time of the Pangu era, there were countless immortals, gods, ghosts and demons, and in that era of strong people like forests, there was such a sentence, sanctification was just the beginning.

However, the current multiverse is different from the primeval period. Now, except for a few special beings, the rest are still very weak. But in the weak, there is also a standard.

Even though this new era is still very weak, it is only after becoming a god that it can be regarded as entering the ranks of cultivation.

The progress of the Ice Universe is very fast, and it has been almost hundreds of thousands of years since he came to this universe, and in these hundreds of thousands of years, there have been many powerful innate powers, and there have also been many talented existences.

These creatures, after the baptism of time, have also become gods.

"Presumably the same is true of the Kamigawa universe, those chess pieces should have all become gods. ”

"Well... And Morgana, if nothing else, she should have cultivated to the peak of the Heavenly Immortal by now. ”

As soon as she thought of Morgana, Ji Ziwei was in the sea of gods, and an innocent and innocent person slowly appeared, pointing at the holy Kaisha who was sitting high on the throne with an angry face, and scolding the scene of "Bichi".

"Are you going back? ”

Han Jianglan slowly hugged Ji Ziwei from behind, gently stroked his strong chest, and said with a slight tremor in her tone.

"Yes, I'm going back. ”

Ji Ziwei tilted her head slightly, raised her hand and gently held the jade hand that Han Jianglan was caressing on her chest, and said lightly.

The corners of Han Jianglan's mouth opened slightly, her expression was a little nervous, her five fingers were stirred together, and she wanted to speak and stopped:

"You, you... Will you marry me?"

Hearing this, Ji Ziwei just raised her head slightly, looking at the starry sky above her head. Then he got up slowly, wrapped his arms, and gently held Han Jianglan in his arms, with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, and spoke softly.

"Yes. ”

Hearing Ji Ziwei's words, Han Jianglan's eyes were full of tears, and a strong affection in her eyes still came out.

Then, the room was filled with spring breeze. For a long time.