Since he was rescued by Fang Ling from Blackwood City, the past four years have been by his side all the time, like a conjoined baby, and now he suddenly wants to separate, which is simply unacceptable.

But although Song Ying'er is weak on the outside, she is stronger than anyone else on the inside, she knows better that Fang Ling made such a decision for her own sake, after all, if she really can't catch up with the two of them to ascend, she can only wander alone in the lower realm of cultivation in the future, and she doesn't know what year and month she will have to wait until they can be together again.

Seeing her expression struggling and painful, but showing strength, Fang Ling was not without distress, gently hugged her into his arms, and said softly and sweetly: "I am also reluctant to part with you, and I am not used to the days without you." However, the matter of ascension is not a child's play, and if you are not careful, you may disappear from this world forever, and I must not allow such a thing to happen to you and Xiao Xue, so even if the separation is painful, we must make this determination!"

Song Ying'er had tears in her eyes, leaned her head on the young man's not broad shoulder, breathed deeply the breath that belonged to him, and finally pursed her lips vigorously, and said in his ear: "Your Highness, the concubine is willing to stay here, but before you leave, the concubine has a request." ”

The beauty is like jade, embraced in his arms, coupled with the itchy breath in his ears, it suddenly made the atmosphere a little ambiguous, Fang Ling is not Liu Xia Hui, such an intimate contact has already been a little impatient, he tried his best to settle down, and said, "You say." ”

"Your Highness, you want to be a concubine. ”

Song Ying'er spat out softly, like a nightingale singing.

What could be more tempting than that?

The lust in Fang Ling's heart was ignited in an instant, turning into an endless flame that burned his entire body, he didn't say a word, he picked up Song Ying'er from his waist, and strode towards the bed.

After three years of love, it finally came to fruition, and the love was like a flower.

One night of spring supper, by the time Fang Ling woke up, it was already past the end of the hour, although this hour was not too late for ordinary people, but for Fang Ling, who was used to getting up early, it was unprecedented.

Fang Ling yawned a long time and looked down, Song Ying'er was lying on his chest and sleeping soundly, the pointed melon seed face was like a jade carving, long eyelashes, a high nose bridge, thin lips, and messy long hair scattered on his face.

Fang Ling couldn't help but scream secretly, what a little goblin, he couldn't bear to wake her up, and carefully climbed out of bed, and as soon as his feet hit the ground, he suddenly felt that his body was a little soft.

He couldn't help but look abrupt, no wonder when Blackwood City was auctioned, when those people heard that Song Ying'er was from Tsing Yi Fang, they all went crazy, and the women in Tsing Yi Fang did have their own uniqueness, especially the work on the bed, which was indeed full of tricks and eye-opening.

However, thinking about it, I feel a little proud, a well-behaved and supple woman like Song Ying'er, who is proficient in this way, where can I find a second one in the world?

He walked out of the courtyard and came to the valley mouth, and saw Tian Guhao coming out of the residence from a distance, looking in a hurry.

Fang Ling saw that his expression was wrong, and he shook his body, and he had come to a place more than ten zhang away, and shouted: "Senior Brother Tian, where are you going in such a hurry?"