Looking at the troubled little appearance of Night Terror, Yan Qingjue became more and more happy, and laughed softly: "But distressed? ”

Night Terror pouted, grabbed the hand that was messing around on top of his head and squeezed it ventingly, and said, "Of course there is trouble, but you have to move on." ”

Yan Qingjue bowed his head, his eyes were burning and he looked at the villain in front of him who had rekindled his fighting spirit, and his heart was so soft that he couldn't do it.

He wanted to tell her that it was okay to cultivate once or twice...... He will always be by her side.

So don't have any worries, just move forward boldly and confidently!

As long as she turns around, he'll be there.

……

After the Night Terror Hung formed the Shadow Pill, it took half a month to comprehend the exercise, and the speed of the meditation was incredibly fast, and just three months later, the Night Terror Hung touched the barrier, and the Xuanwang barrier, which had been tamped for many years and had not been loosened, finally hummed......

"Can you break through?!"

I couldn't help but be overjoyed by the night.

Yan Qingjue nodded: "Where are you going to break through?" ”

If it was in the past, Night Terror Hong must have chosen a place full of spiritual energy without saying a word, but now he has to take care of his body's Netherworld Pill, Night Terror Hong thought about it, and chose the Ancient Demon Battlefield for the promotion point!

After telling Yan Qingjue his thoughts, the latter smiled lightly: "You are the same as I think." ”

Night Terror looked up proudly: "That's, don't look at who I am." ”

"It's a reward for you." Yan Qingjue said that, leaned down and pecked her lightly on the cheek, looking at the little guy's face flushed, he smiled more and more gently.

Night Terror squinted, suddenly grabbed Yan Qingjue's shirt, gnawed his beautiful lips, raised his eyebrows and said, "This is the reward." ”

The lip flap is slightly numb, and it seems to be soft to the soul.

The girl's heart in front of him was open, and her bright smile made him love it, and he just wanted to hold the whole world in front of her.

Rubbing her head with a big hand, Yan Qingjue said, "The Ancient Demon Battlefield is indeed a good choice, but you still need some preparation. ”

"What?"

"The death qi and the underworld qi are very abundant in the demon battlefield, but there are also ghost cultivators and meditators who devour the death qi and the underworld qi to survive. Meditation cultivation is easy to deal with, but ghost cultivation is not the same, they have wandered the battlefield for countless years, and the only way to advance is to kill and devour. The ghost cultivators who have survived until now are afraid that they have already surpassed the strength of the ghost king, and if you rashly confront them, you will be at a disadvantage. So we'll have to wait for the time being. ”

She is like a child guarding endless treasures, and she has accumulated a lot of wealth over the years of continuous cultivation, but she can't try it.

Only by breaking through the confinement of King Xuan can she go further.

"What are we waiting for?"

"Wait for an opportunity."

Ye Jinghong nodded, his obedient and docile appearance made Yan Qingjue smile, and the desolate stream in the sky looked at the lord who seemed to have changed into a person, and his heart was extremely complicated.

Where is this still the appearance of Qingzun?!

Live out of a love brain......

But this love brain is a strong and domineering one, and then in the end, the absurd stream can only silently light a candle for those bigwigs who are oppressed by their own lords.

Three days later, the opportunity that Yan Qingjue said finally came.

The White Tiger General went and returned, his expression was complicated, his eyes were blind, and his steps were vain, as if he had been deeply hit, and he was stunned when he saw this, and said, "General, what's wrong with you?" ”

(End of chapter)