Night falls.

Mantuo Mountain Lodge became quiet.

Orchid Garden.

in the room.

Ah Zhu was wearing a big red robe with a phoenix crown on her head, and she was sitting alone on the bed at this time.

Wei Wu is a son-in-law and is not qualified to take a concubine, so Azhu can only be a maid in the room.

However, in order not to wronged Azhu, Wang Yuyan specially prepared a wedding dress for Azhu.

"Why is this happening?"

Ah Zhu looked indignant, she was in front of her maid, the happy manager of Shenhezhuang, how could she suddenly become Wei Wu's concubine.

Now all this is too sudden, and the suddenness has made her still unrelieved.

"Because I like you."

A voice came, and then the door was pushed open, and a figure passed through the hall and into the bedroom, and under the illumination of the light, it was clear who was coming.

Wei Wu was wearing a new wedding dress, looked at Ah Zhu who was sitting on the bed, walked in front of the other party, hooked the other party's white chin, and carefully looked at Ah Zhu who was wearing a phoenix crown at this time.

It's beautiful.

Although Ah Zhu is not as beautiful as Yu Yan, ethereal as a goddess and fairy, Ah Zhu's beauty is not much weaker than Yu Yan, and Ah Zhu has a temperament that Yu Yan does not have, that is, smart.

Yu Yan is the beauty of the dust, the beauty does not belong to this world, it is the beauty in the painting.

Ah Zhu is a smart beauty, eccentric, like an elf, a beauty in this world.

For a long time, under Yu Yan's dusty beauty, it is necessary to change the taste.

What's more, Azhu's own temperament is also not weak, especially after washing the marrow and cutting the veins, it is even more beautiful.

"No scissors, no knives?"

Wei Wu checked Azhu's body, but there was no hidden murder weapon, which was incredible.

“……”

Hearing this, Ah Zhu glared at Wei Wu angrily and said, "How can I say that I am also a martial artist, if I want to kill you, why do I need a murder weapon."

And what you are to me, since I promised to be your woman, I naturally will not regret it. ”

"Come on."

Ah Zhu fell directly on his back, lying on the bed, motionless, looking casual.

In this world, there are a few people who can truly find love and live a happy life, and now she only hopes that the other party will not play and abandon her after playing.

Wei Wu looked at Ah Zhu with a look of "I have accepted my fate, you look casual", and smiled, which is very in line with Ah Zhu's character.

But he didn't let the other party go.

……

For the next period of time.

Wei Wu's life began to become regular again.

One or three Li Qingluo.

Twenty-five Wang Yuyan.

Four-six Azhu.

As for the seventh day?

Even if it's a perpetual motion machine, you have to rest.

This regular life, although beautiful, will be boring after a long time.

……

Wei Wupan sat on the peak of the back mountain, facing the rising sun, constantly breathing and breathing, and as he continued to breathe and breathe, his body continued to glow with golden light.

Sacred.

Ah Zhu and Wang Yuyan are cultivating below.

The two of them practiced on the edge of the cold pool, and there was a lot of ice in the cold pool, so practicing the exercises of the ice and cold attribute here would get twice the result with half the effort.

Ah Zhu looked at Wei Wu who was cultivating above, the look in her beautiful eyes was very complicated, and now she couldn't talk about resentment towards the other party, but she couldn't talk about liking it.

Her heart has never changed, that is, she likes the kind of heroes who dare to love and hate, the kind of heroes who are happy to enmity and hatred, and the kind of heroes who are righteous and thin.

And Wei Wu, although his cultivation is high, he only retreats and cultivates every day, at most he is engaged in some piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and this kind of thing is not something she likes.

However, how can a big hero and a big hero like me, and I am already someone else's woman, and I am not worthy of that kind of big hero at all.

Thinking of this, Azhu's beautiful and delicate face was full of wry smiles.

……

Time flies.

Three months have passed in the blink of an eye.

In these three months, a lot of things have happened, and two of them are very big for Wei Wu.

The first thing happened, Wei Wu broke through and stepped into the fourth stage of the shackle realm.

Wei Wu, who broke through to the fourth stage of the Shackle Realm, has a lot of mana in his body, and he is no weaker than a martial artist who has been cultivating for thirty or forty years, plus his mana is higher in quality than his internal force, and now he can be said to be able to compete with those super-first-class martial arts powerhouses.

A short unbeaten encounter.

But staying power doesn't work.

The internal strength of the super-first-class martial arts powerhouse is like an abyss, this may be a bit exaggerated, but one thing is right, that is, the internal strength of the super-first-class martial arts powerhouse is incomparably strong, and the battle will not be exhausted for three days and three nights, and Wei Wu is now holding on for a day and a night at most.

The second thing is that Ma Dayuan, the deputy leader of the Beggar Gang, died a few days ago, and died under his famous stunt of throat locking.

Ma Dayuan died suddenly, or under his own fame stunt, so it is rumored that Ma Dayuan was killed by Murong Fu, who was the best at treating him in his own way.

Murong Fu did not come out to clarify, and the Murong family did not have the slightest movement, which made the beggar gang think that Murong Fu was the murderer, and the beggar gang went to Jiangnan to seek justice.

The plot of the Eight Dragons began.

……

Back mountain, the place of cultivation.

Li Qingluo's delicate and beautiful face was shy, and her beautiful eyes were full of tenderness.

She snuggled up to Wei Wu's side, looked up at Wei Wu's handsome appearance, and said with some shame: "It's been almost a year, and there is no reaction, you won't be impossible, right?" ”

"No way?"

Wei Wu looked at Li Qingluo suspiciously, he kept begging for mercy just now, and now he dared to say that he couldn't do it.

Do you still want to eat, or did you not eat enough?

Li Qingluo noticed Wei Wu's movements, and hurriedly said: "I'm not talking about this, I mean, my stomach doesn't react, Yu Yan, and Na Azhu don't react, you ......"

In the end, her voice was like that of a nymph.

It was a little difficult to speak, because she was afraid that Wei Wu would have something unspeakable, after all, she and Duan Zhengchun had Yu Yan a few times, and now she has followed Wei Wu for more than 100 days.

"That's what you're talking about."

Wei Wu was stunned, looked at Li Qingluo, whose pretty face was full of shyness, and said with a smile: "It's normal not to react, cultivators, the higher their cultivation, the more difficult it will be to give birth to offspring."

There was once an immortal emperor who traversed the eons of eternity, and in order to give birth to a descendant, he not only worked hard for tens of thousands of years, but also used various great medicines to assist, so he gave birth to an heir.

Although my cultivation is not comparable to that one, if I want to leave an heir, I will have to work hard for at least a few years, so in the past few years, I may have to suffer for you. ”

"Who will bear you offspring."

Li Qingluo said angrily: "I was bullied by you, it's already very embarrassing, if you give birth to a descendant for you, how can you let me see people with this old face." ”

Wei Wu suddenly turned over and pressed Li Qingluo under him.

He looked at the other party's beautiful and charming face, and said with a smile: "Why can't you see people, Prime Minister Cao Cheng can, the emperor can, can't I Wei Wu." ”