Jiang Yuwen, who was hugged away by Wang Fan, seriously doubted that her master had taken a fancy to the vixen. Well, although that woman is not a fox demon, she has a strong fox smell on her body.

And that woman knew at a glance that her bones must be all black, all of them were conspiracies or something, where was she such a pure person?

Besides, where is that vixen stronger than her?

Except for the fact that she looks a little better, it's really just a little bit better-looking, but what else is better than her?

Whether it's about the amount of time spent by the owner's side or the amount of food, oh no, the amount of food definitely can't be counted.

It's still a way to make the owner happy, she is much better than the woman.

Therefore, she is the most suitable person to stay by the master's side, and only she can take care of the master.

That's right, that vixen isn't worthy of the master.

And that vixen is afraid that he has not cultivated now, and he can't protect his master at all.

Mistake? The owner doesn't seem to need her protection.

If you think about it carefully, the master is a half-immortal, where does he need her protection? And on weekdays, it is the owner who takes care of her, so how can she take care of her?

Thinking like this, Jiang Yuwen's face turned extremely red.

Yes, she is the one who is taken care of.

And those extremely rare treasures of heaven and earth have never been cut off for her, and the food and drink are the best, helping her drive away the bad guys who are chasing her, and even giving her a very nice name.

Even her dad never seemed to spoil her so much.

Woo, master, I was wrong, don't abandon me!

As soon as she thought of this, Jiang Yuwen's little eyes were full of tears, and she was so moved.

This strange reaction was naturally noticed by Wang Fan.

"What's wrong? Night! ”

Wang Fan gently stroked Jiang Yuwen's soft hair and asked softly.

"Sprout〜"

Jiang Yuwen couldn't control her emotions, and threw herself directly into Wang Fan's arms, rubbing Wang Fan's cheek very affectionately.

Seeing this scene, Wang Fan smiled slightly, reached out and stroked Jiang Yuwen's back more gently.

He only thought that this little black cat was probably homesick.

Also, after being away for so long, can you miss home?

And the family of the little black cat must be missing it.

Thinking of this, Wang Fan's stroking hand couldn't help but pause.

Feeling that Wang Fan's movements had stopped, Jiang Yuwen raised her little head in confusion and shouted at Wang Fan: "Miao? ”

"Xiaoye, if you want to go home, you can leave at any time, well, it's better not to tell me," Wang Fan gently held Jiang Yuwen in front of him and said with a serious face.

Hearing this, Jiang Yuwen thought that Wang Fan didn't want her anymore, so she was so anxious that she shouted very sadly.

"Seedlings and seedlings"

The voice was very miserable and sad.

Jiang Yuwen was reluctant to leave, once she left here, where could she find such a place where lying down and sleeping could increase her demonic power? Where can I find a good host who is not stingy with natural materials and earth treasures as snacks for her to eat?

And she also faintly felt a sense of attachment to Wang Fan.

The little jealousy before didn't know where it had gone, and at this moment, there was only one thought in her mind, which must not be abandoned by Wang Fan.

"卩苗卩苗〜卩苗卩卩!"

Jiang Yuwen desperately hugged Wang Fan's neck, what kind of dignity of the Tmall clan had already been thrown out of the clouds, stretched out her little tongue and licked Wang Fan's neck desperately, showing affection and reluctance.

"Hehe, don't make trouble, it's so itchy, okay, okay, okay, I didn't say let you go, it's not okay, let go quickly!"

Not long after, Wang Fan's laughter full of joy came from the backyard.

"It's a pity that I let her run away!"

Looking at the spatial crack that was gradually healing, Wan Changqing couldn't help frowning, and a trace of unhappiness flashed in his eyes.

No matter what, he is also a man who stands at the peak of the immortal cultivation realm, and he actually let a little guy who didn't even think of the god transformation period run away.

Even if there is a reason for it, if such a thing is said, I am afraid that his face will be lost.

"Master, that vicious woman ran away?"

After finishing out the last monk of the Hehuan Sect, Xiang Wentian quickly flew over and asked Wan Changqing.

"Don't worry, although the woman is not dead, she will not live either. All the cultivation of her body was dispersed to block my blow. Even if she is lucky enough to escape from the spatial turbulence, she will also die if she loses her cultivation. ”

Wan Changqing stood with his hands folded and said confidently.

Anyway, he is a master of the Seven Transformation God Stage, if he can't solve a little guy, this face will be lost.

"Yes, that's good," Xiang Wentian didn't think much about it.

After all, with his master's cultivation, since he dared to say this, it naturally meant that Yan Zhenru would definitely die.

"Master, what are your plans next?"

At present, the three major caves left by Venerable Xingchen have all been broken, and two pseudo-immortal weapons and one immortal artifact are missing.

Under such circumstances, there is no point in staying here.

"What can you do? Wherever there is fine wine, there is your master. ”

Wan Changqing hugged the wine gourd and took a sip of it, looking satisfied.

"But Master, in another ten years, your Thunder Tribulation will come, no matter how strong you are, it will be an eight-turn Thunder Tribulation, don't you have to make some preparations?"

After saying that, Advisor Tian's face became very ugly, and his eyes were full of worry.

The five-turn thunder tribulation has already reached the power of the Heavenly Tribulation during the Tribulation Period, and the terrifying degree of the eight-turn thunder tribulation naturally does not need to be said.

It is no exaggeration to say that I am afraid that the power of the Eighth Turning Thunder Tribulation is already close to the Heavenly Tribulation that will be faced when breaking through to the Ascension Stage.

Once you die in the Heavenly Tribulation, it is a real sense of death, and the soul will be shattered, and there will be no chance of reincarnation.

"Ready?" Hearing Xiang Wentian's words, Wan Changqing smiled, smiling very happily.

"If you make some preparations, you will be able to survive the Eight Transformations Thunder Tribulation, for tens of thousands of years, the Eight Transformation Cultivators have already left everywhere."

"Your master, I have lived long enough, so this ending is not bad."

Wan Changqing smiled freely, his face was full of lightness, not at all like a person who was about to face the Eighth Transformation Thunder Tribulation.

Seeing this scene, Xiang Wentian couldn't help but clench his fists.

"Is there no other way? Master, you are the strongest person in the Immortal Cultivation Realm, and haven't you already survived the Seventh Rank Thunder Tribulation, and the Eighth Rank Thunder Tribulation must also be ......"

Although as a master, Wan Changqing is indeed unqualified, but as an adoptive father, he has done well enough.