The two huge golden incense burners in the Yongshou Palace are swirling with wisps of fairy energy, and the palace maid burns the ambergris of the South China Sea with fine silver charcoal, which has a warm breeze and is intoxicating without the feeling of being overly greasy. Although it is now the late autumn season, the ground in the palace has been paved with countless warm earth dragons that consume charcoal, and even if you step on it barefoot, there is no coldness.

Zishou was lying naked on the bed, although he restrained himself, but the naked eye could still see that his arms were trembling slightly, and there was a deep red mark on his chest, as if he had been branded with a soldering iron.

In fact, Zhu Rong's punch came from outside the sky, and at the final moment, she had already collected a lot of strength, so Zi Shou, who had just entered the earth fairyland, had time to react, and folded her hands outward in front of her chest to block this punch. The price was that the bones of his hands and arms were shattered on the spot, if he hadn't listened to his master's words before, he had spent half a year to temper his physique, instead of breaking through the realm in a hurry. Zishou's arms and sternum, even if they were all shattered, couldn't stop the invincible Zhu Rong's punch in the desolation.

Her delicate fist would kill him directly.

After Wu Zhiqi caught Zishou, he immediately sealed the bones of his two arms that were about to break with the Xuanxuan Vortex Divine Water, and slowly brought them together to heal, otherwise it would not be as simple as trembling his arms at this time. As for the red mark on his chest, it was actually formed by himself after his folded hands were vigorously impacted, and even the aftermath was sharp and angular in his muscles, and countless wounds were cracked on his chest with a white and jade-like look, and there were still blood stains left on it.

Jiang Yi was scrubbing her husband's body at this time, which was originally a job that could be done by a palace maid, but Jiang Yi, who is now the queen of Dashang, said that she would not let others interfere, and she must scrub her husband in person.

Although the wound of the sub-receptor looked terrifying, the injury of the internal organs was constantly repaired by the Xuan Vortex Divine Water, and the injury in the sub-receptor had actually recovered a lot. It's just that the Xuan Vortex Divine Water repairs the body from the inside out, and it is far from the surface of the leather clothing, so the external injury looks very scary. However, Jiang Yi is not a cultivator, she didn't know that her husband's injuries were fast, but she just looked at her husband who was grinning in pain, and there was some rare resentment in her words: "Master knows that you are seriously injured, but you still talk a lot to that Yao Gao, if you apply medicine earlier, you don't have to suffer this long-term sin." ”

Zishou looked at his wife, who rarely showed a sense of resentment, restrained some exaggerated performances and wanted to tease her with a scar, and wanted to raise his arm to pinch her puffy face as usual, but he really couldn't lift his hand, so he had to give up. Zishou said with a smile: "Master was dedicated to two purposes at that time, while guiding the true qi to treat me, he personally instructed Yao Shuai to practice without delay. Then he sighed, "If it weren't for the master by his side, Zhu Rong would really want to kill me." ”

Jiang Yi was a little worried and curious: "Even the 'Zhuhuang Great Array' that has been built for five hundred years in Chaoge City can't stop her?"

Zishou shook his head: "I thought that the Zhuhuang Great Array was invincible in the world since I was a child, and it wasn't until I stepped into the path of cultivation that I found that this formation was far from being as powerful as the one boasted in the history books. Based on my estimation after observing Master's shot and receiving a punch from Ancestral Witch Zhu Rong, the Zhu Huang Great Array can only block the foreign enemies of the Golden Immortal Realm at most, and once it enters the quasi-saint realm, it is impossible to restrain it, let alone the ancient fire master Zhu Rong, who is at the peak of the quasi-saint and has invincible physical strength. When this powerful person, who is the head of all fires in the flood wilderness, enters the city, our Xuanniao, which is composed of fire spirits in the Zhuhuang Great Array, must be trembling. ”

After hearing this, Jiang Yi sneered: "When I came to the city from Yangzhou with my father, I saw such a majestic and oppressive Xuanniao, why did you become a coward in your mouth?"

Zishou said helplessly: "You don't know that Zhu Rong's fierce and invincible, and she is the ancestor of playing with fire, Xuanniao naturally does not dare to resist." He paused, and continued to say to his wife: "After I recover from my injury, I will first take my master to study and study the formation, and then ask my uncle to summon the world's powerful qi practitioners to come and consolidate the formation. ”

Jiang Yi nodded obediently and said "um".

Zishou saw that his wife's face suddenly changed to a look of wanting to speak and a little aggrieved, and said with a teasing smile: "I've been busy breaking through the customs and practicing these days, and I seem to have forgotten something, I wonder if the queen can remind me?"

As smart as Jiang Yi, when she heard her husband's words, she didn't know that Zi Shou was laughing, her face was a little flushed, and she turned to one side and said: "Hmph, I know that I have to tease me." ”

Zishou's arm that was originally on her elastic thigh was pulled, and she took a "hiss" breath of cold air. Jiang Yi hurriedly turned his head to take a closer look, annoyed by his recklessness, and gently stroked his husband's arm, "Does it hurt?"

The naked young man with a scarred upper body flattened his mouth and said: "It's just that my hands hurt, the key is that I am sad that Xiao Yi'er doesn't know what I think in my heart." ”

Jiang Yi's eyes flashed with curiosity: "What do you think?"

Zishou said with a smile: "Your husband is also an immortal now, not to mention that pinching his fingers can be regarded as a matter of the world, at least it is very easy to calculate what his beloved wife thinks in her heart." ”

Jiang Yi puffed out his cheeks angrily: "Sell Guanzi again!"

Zishou stopped teasing her, and said: "Before you and I got married, I received a letter from Mr. Chu Luan, which read, 'The Jiang family has a girl who has just grown up, and her muscles and bones are beautiful and the god Zhong Ling'. He also said that you had a serious illness when you were young, and although he cured you, there was still a cold and dark qi in your bones, and you could only recuperate slowly. ”

The girl in yellow had a look of sudden realization: "I vaguely remember that I was very sick when I was very young, and I was very sick at that time, and then I heard my father say that he was cured by a sloppy old man, and that was the old doctor Chu Tuan?"

Zishou nodded: "Mr. Chu is very good at medicine, I am naturally very convinced, when I first saw Xiaoyi, I did feel that you still have some roots in your bones." It's just that my Dashang Zhuhuang Palace is the place with the strongest scorching sun qi in the world, and with the Shangshi Supervision Medicinal Diet Recuperation, it has long been good, not to mention ......"

Jiang Yi looked at Zishou's evil smile on his face, and instinctively felt that his husband, who was usually serious, but was not ambiguous at all when he was bad, couldn't say anything serious, but he still couldn't help but ask curiously: "What's more?"

Zishou coughed lightly, with a serious look on his face: "What's more, you and I meet yin and yang at night, the rain and dew melt, my cultivation is getting deeper and deeper, and there is often yang energy entering your body, and there is a way to cure the disease for your husband, and this disease has long been eradicated." ”

Jiang Yi was stunned for a moment after hearing this, and felt that his body and bones had indeed improved a lot in the past year, and what Zishou said seemed to be very reasonable. reacted immediately, blushed his cheeks in an instant, and spat: "Lying on the bed is so badly injured, and you still speak so unruly." ”

Zishou still laughed evilly: "You can't do it, of course you have to move your mouth more, and the effect seems to be almost the same?"

The girl's pretty face turned even redder, and her face was as misty as clouds on the horizon as if she was about to drip water: "The more nonsense I talk about, the more I go! Hmph, ignore you!"

The boy laughed and was very happy. The two of them quarreled for a while, and Zishou finally said with a straight face: "Xiao Yi'er, now that your disease has been eradicated, there is no hidden danger." Mr. Chu said that you have excellent roots, and Master also said that you feel overflowing with aura at first sight, and you are a good seedling of cultivation. I know you've wanted to cultivate for a long time. ”

"Today is your birthday, and my husband will naturally not forget it. After thinking about it, there was no suitable gift, so I begged Master to invite you into the door to cultivate together, as my junior sister, would you like to give it a try?"

"Would you like to give it a try?"

A fluttering sentence spit out from Zishou's thin lips and then into Jiang Yi's ears where the blush had not yet receded, but it sounded like thunder, making her just look at the red-clothed young man with a smile on his face.

Now that she is the queen of the Great Shang, she has the best food and clothing in the world. What's even more rare is that the husband, as the co-owner of the world, has to draft a show girl to fill the harem, but he has always loved her like a newlywed Yan'er, and he treats each other equally, Luan Feng and Ming, which is a blessing that ordinary women can't cultivate in several lifetimes. Just watching the husband's cultivation break through the realm like a bamboo, and even stepping into the land immortal realm at the age of sixteen, when he has eight hundred years of life, the feeling of powerlessness that he can't and doesn't want to keep can be experienced by others?

Not to mention eight hundred years, as long as thirty or forty years later, I am old and decrepit, but you are still young and fairy, may you treat me as I am today?

It's that you have always been in love with me, and decades later, with a red face and dry bones, where to find today's concubine?

No matter how reluctant it is, it can't withstand the passage of time, and a thousand kinds of wind will be blown away by the rain and wind.

The most feared beauty in the world is whitehead.

And if I can be immortal and immortal, you don't have to plant loquat trees by hand a hundred years later, sighing that the green shade is like a cover but it is painful.