Regarding Ma Ling'er, Ma Xiaoling has an indescribable feeling for this legendary ancestor who created the exorcist dragon clan.

Longing, worshipping, or complaining, dissatisfied, completely unclear.

But there was a feeling that she was sure to be true, and that was curiosity.

is not only curious about her life, but also curious about what happened between her and Wang Zhuo.

Let Wang Zhuo always be secretive.

"There's not even a bed here."

Ma Xiaoling walked around in the Ice Castle, which had become empty due to the collective relocation of the Ice Castle.

"The Ice Castle's Immeasurable Ice Clearing Dafa needs to use cold qi to suppress the seven emotions and six desires, so they sleep on the ice kang."

Seeing that Ma Xiaoling was a little bored, Wang Zhuo asked, "Shall we go back?"

Ma Xiaoling didn't know why, a strong impulse appeared in her heart, and blurted out, "Why don't we stay here at night?"

After saying that, she quickly turned her head, avoiding the staggering of the eyes of the two.

Wang Zhuo clearly saw a red cloud floating on her face, and her heartbeat couldn't help but speed up.

He secretly spat on the ground, and found that the saliva fell to the ground like an ordinary human, knowing that the dragon cultivation method of the Su Nu Sutra had worked.

Wang Zhuo reached out to hug Ma Xiaoling, buried his head in her slender neck, greedily absorbing her body fragrance.

"Wait a minute." Ma Xiaoling pushed him away, "It's too cold here. Go and get the quilt and some wine."

"Wait until I get back!"

Wang Zhuo hurried into the new world.

Ma Xiaoling lowered her head and stomped her feet on the spot, not knowing whether she was nervous or cold.

There was a slight sound of footsteps on the corridor not far away.

"Coming back so soon?"

Ma Xiaoling looked up and met a pair of purple eyes. ……

"Hold on, hold on!" Wang Zhuo urged impatiently, he had been waiting for this moment for a long time.

The disciples of the Tianshan faction urgently mobilized and hurried to produce a brand-new silkworm silk and a quilt of crane feathers and goose down.

It took less than 20 minutes for the new smooth and warm futon to be made.

Wang Zhuo brought wine and delicacies again, kept warm with true qi, and returned to the ice castle in a flash.

"I've been waiting."

Wang Zhuo put the wine and food on the table, and threw the bedding onto the ice kang, and released warm true qi in the palm of his hand, so that the temperature was locked inside.

After doing all this, Wang Zhuo found that Ma Xiaoling was looking at him blankly, and couldn't help asking, "Is it cold?" Drink some warm up first?"

Ma Xiaoling shook her head, stepped forward to take Wang Zhuo's hand, and leaned her forehead lightly on his shoulder.

Wang Zhuo stroked her long hair, and between his hands, an inexplicable look suddenly flashed in Wang Zhuo's eyes, and he looked down at the person in his arms thoughtfully.

"Do you remember when we flew together?"

Ma Xiaoling nodded.

"I didn't know how to fly at that time, you pulled me to fly towards the sun, my right and your left."

"Hmm." Ma Xiaoling replied vaguely.

"Why don't you eat something?"

Ma Xiaoling shook her head, and suddenly hugged Wang Zhuo tightly.

Wang Zhuo said in a low voice, "I'm sorry." His eyes slowly moistened, and he reached out and tore off a piece of reverse scale from his chest, and secretly threw it on the ground, "I'll teach you a little happy thing, okay?"

Omit the inconsequential 10,000 words.

Wang Zhuo opened his eyes, and Ma Xiaoling was lying in his arms, but the reverse scales he threw on the ground were gone.

Wang Zhuo moved, and Ma Xiaoling opened her eyes in a daze.

"Did I drink a broken piece last night?"

"Hmm. You can sleep a little longer."

Ma Xiaoling shrank into Wang Zhuo's arms like a kitten: "I had a dream last night."

"What did you dream about?"

"I dreamed that my other self gave me a picture and said something very strange."

Wang Zhuo's gaze crossed Ma Xiaoling's head and saw the photo at the head of the bed that he had thought he had lost.

Under the Tokyo Tower, a photo of Zhenzhen, Xiaoling and herself, Ma Xiaoling's expression was captured very ugly.

"What did she say?"

"She said she had misunderstood, and it wasn't her you liked. I also want to cherish my relationship with you. Isn't it strange that I'm saying this to myself?"

"yes, that's weird."

Ma Xiaoling asked in a low voice, "I can't remember what happened last night, do we have ......?"

Wang Zhuo is a real man, he originally had some feelings and couldn't lie down when he heard this, although he had omitted 10,000 words, but he felt that it was okay to omit another million words.

"I honestly can't remember, I think we can relive it."

Wang Zhuo pulled up the quilt and covered each other. ……

Time flies, time flies.

Seven or eight years have passed in a blink of an eye.

Ma Xiaoling, who once wanted to return to the modern era, began to indulge in the game of improving the new world with Wang Zhuo after that day.

The former trio has now added a Zhenzhen artificial twin Li Ruolan and has become a foursome.

Begin your journey through the Ancient World, pick and carry your favorite landscapes, and rearrange and improve the New World.

"Why does this mountain look weird, and are we going to rework it?" Ma Xiaoling looked at the mountain in front of her with some dissatisfaction.

The quartet is condescending, and the entire newly expanded area of New World is in full view.

Wang Zhuo pointed, "Three big pillar peaks, one thin peak, thirty-one, isn't it good? It's your thirty-first birthday."

As soon as he reminded her, Ma Xiaoling reacted, the mountain in front of her was like a cake, and she was 31 years old!

Time flies!

Ma Xiaoling said, "What kind of cake is no cream?"

Wang Zhenzhen and Li Ruolan worked together to urge the wind and clouds, and for a while the snow was fluttering, and soon the cake mountain was covered in plain clothes, as if coated with a layer of cream.

Wang Zhuo snapped his fingers, and the peaks of the four candle peaks burst into flames.

"Happy 31st birthday, Grandma!" Wang Zhuo quipped.

"you!" Ma Xiaoling punched him.

After practicing the two volumes of the Nameless Sutra, the years have been unable to leave any traces on their faces.

But this joking grandmother still made Ma Xiaoling and even Wang Zhenzhen feel strange.

"Azhuo, I want to go back." Wang Zhenzhen said in a low voice, neither she nor Ma Xiaoling are from this era, they have been away from their hometown for so many years, and at this time, a strong sense of homesickness is surging in their hearts.

Wang Zhuo said, "Actually, I also have this plan. I'm going to go back in the next two days."

He took a few people to farm for seven or eight years, in addition to being addicted to construction, he didn't want to postpone the days of the confrontation with fate, and live a life of a hot kang with his wife and children for a few more years.

But what should come will always come, he has been very happy in the past few years, in order to maintain this happiness, he has a battle with fate, and he must not lose.

"Xiaoling, this mountain is built for you. Can you give it a name?"

Ma Xiaoling looked disgusted: "Can't you exchange it for other gifts?"

As a result, Wang Zhuo didn't speak, Wang Zhenzhen and Li Ruolan shouted, "No! This gift was made by us!"

Ma Xiaoling changed her smile and said, "It turned out that you did it! No wonder it's so beautiful!"

She thought about it for a while, and said, "Then let's call it Xiaoyan Mountain."

"Little Yanshan?" Wang Zhuo was a little puzzled.

Ma Xiaoling leaned into his ear and whispered, "This is your daughter's name, you are going to be a father."