Chapter 956

The spring breeze blows through the treetops, and the rooster has already crowed.

The gentle morning sun shines through the thin paper of the window, gently printing on the face of the married girl.

On this day, the girl who was used to getting up early unexpectedly opened her eyes more than half an hour late.

When she opened her eyes, she saw her sweetheart next to her pillow, and the girl felt a little bit of joy in her heart.

The girl rolled her eyes, then slightly raised her head, shyly pecked lightly on her husband's mouth.

The girl with flushed cheeks gently and slowly opened the bed curtain, trying to get up and get out of bed, not wanting to wake up her husband.

But as soon as the girl got up, her wrist was pulled, and then she suddenly returned to the bed again, and was pulled into her arms by her husband.

"Xiao Lin, it's time to get up, I'm going to practice boxing." In her husband's arms, Chen Jian lightly hammered his chest, and said coquettishly, "It's already more than half an hour late."

"Don't practice today." Jiang Lin still did not let go of his wife in his arms.

"That can't be done, my mother told me, don't slacken your cultivation just because you are married, I want to reach the Martial God Realm."

Pressing against Jiang Lin's chest, the girl said in a waxy voice.

"It doesn't matter if you don't reach the Martial God Realm, no matter what you become, you are still my wife."

"No, no, hundreds of years later, Sister Qingwan and the others are so young, but I'm the only one who gets old and ugly. It's not good-looking."

"I do not care."

"But I care."

In Jiang Lin's arms, the girl raised her head and looked at her husband gracefully.

"Xiaolin, I want to show you my most beautiful time, I want to be the most beautiful in your heart forever, and I want to be with you, to walk with you forever, and never want to be separated from you .”

"Well, my lady has already convinced me. If that's the case, then I'll accompany my lady to practice boxing together." Jiang Lin sighed, "But."

"but?"

"But it will be half an hour later."

The words fell, and the bed curtain was drawn again.

It was almost noon when the two of them finished dressing up and left the courtyard to practice boxing.

In fact, it feels a little strange to practice boxing in Jianglin on the first morning of the wedding.

But Xiaojuan was by his side, looking at Xiaojuan's slender and beautiful back, Jiang Lin felt that practicing boxing in the morning was not such a bad thing.

And it can't be said to be boxing in the morning, because it's time for lunch.

After the family finished their lunch, Jiang Lin took Xiao Qian to go shopping.

Walking on the street holding Xiaojuan's hand, I met some acquaintances on the road. Some people still called Chenjuan as Xiaojuan, but there were also some girls from the Chen clan who smiled and called Chenjuan as Mrs. Jiang.

[Madame Jiang]?

Hearing this address, Chen Jian was taken aback for a moment.

But when she realized that she was already "Mrs. Jiang", a pretty blush flew across her cheeks, she was so pure and lovely.

Walking through the bustling streets, Jiang Lin bought a bunch of candied haws for his wife. The young lady bit off a small half of the candied haws and gave it to Jiang Lin. Jiang Lin finished the bitten candied haws.

The two intertwined their fingers and abused the dog while walking. Many bachelors were in a bad mood.

As for the streets of Wanli City, let alone Xiaojuan, Jiang Lin has walked through them countless times.

But today, for the first time, they felt that the streets and alleys of Wanli City were so fun, as if the whole street was dyed with gentle colors, and everything was so harmonious and beautiful.

Wanli City doesn't have any amusement facilities, it just simply presses the road.

But even if it is pressing the road, it is so interesting.

When they came to the wall of Wanli City, Jiang Lin and Chen Jian sat side by side, Jiang Lin hugged Chen Jian's tender and smooth waist, and Chen Jian rested on Jiang Lin's shoulder, watching the flowers blooming one after another under Wanli City. Bana flowers.

"I heard from Grandpa that the army from the Yaozu Tianxia has been gathering one after another, and the Kyushus of the Tianxia have also sent monks to defend the city one after another." Lying on Jiang Lin's shoulder, looking at the distance, Xiaojuan spoke slowly.

"En." Jiang Lin nodded, and continued to play with his wife's weak and boneless little hands.

"Xiao Lin, are you leaving?"

Raising her head, Chen Jian blinked at Jiang Lin with her big eyes.

"Why do you say that?" Jiang Lin held his wife in his arms.

"The battle is imminent, Xiao Lin, don't you go back and have a look?"

"There's no need to go back." Jiang Lin pecked Chen Jian's forehead and shook his head, "Next time we go back, we'll go back together."

"Um"

Chen Jian nodded, leaned against Jiang Lin's arms, and quietly closed her eyes.

Yes, the next time I go back, when the war between the two worlds ends, I will go back with Xiao Lin!

"Xiao Lin, I will protect you." Chen Jian opened her eyes and spoke slowly.

"It should be me who protects my young lady." Jiang Lin scratched Chen's nose and hugged her tighter in his arms, with a firm and profound tone, "Don't worry, I won't let any of you Something happened to someone!"

"I believe it."

"By the way, a small gift for my little wife."

"Um?"

Before Chen Jian could react, Jiang Lin pressed against her forehead, and that Wushen fist reached Chen Jian's mind.

Just the moment Chen Jian got that wisp of the Martial God's fist, the martial arts dragon reappeared at the top of Wanli City!

In the vast world, the Kyushu ferry has become much more crowded.

Among them, Ye Liangchen met his old friend Zhao Ritian at the largest Fengqi Ferry in Wutong Prefecture.

As soon as the two met, they beat up violently at first, but none of the elders in the sect stopped them.

After the fight, the two of them leaned on the embankment of the ferry, watching the ferry boats heading for Penglaizhou Wanli City one after another.

"I haven't seen you for some years." Ye Liangchen looked into the distance, the sea breeze was blowing his bohemian hairstyle.

"It's been a few years." Zhao Ritian nodded.

Zhao Ritian: "Tell me, will Jiang Lin recognize the two of us?"

Ye Liangchen: "Brother Jiang won't recognize you, but he will recognize me. Brother Jiang, I am a hero!"

Zhao Ritian gave Ye Liangchen a white look.

"Senior Brother, Senior Brother" Just as Zhao Ritian was about to complain about Ye Liangchen, not far away, a woman with a pretty face waved and shouted, "Senior Brother, we are about to leave the boat~~~~"

Zhao Ritian waved his hand towards his junior sister to show that he knew.

"How about it, doesn't it look good?" Zhao Ritian smiled triumphantly, "My daughter-in-law."

"Cut." Spit uncivilized into the sea, Ye Liangchen said lightly, "The girl who chases me can go around Wutong State, do you think I am proud?"

"Do you think you are really Jiang Lin?" Zhao Ritian frowned helplessly, "Forget it, let's go, see you in Wanli City."

"Zhao Ritian!"

Just when Zhao Ritian turned to leave, Ye Liangchen shouted.

"what?"

Zhao Ritian turned around, only to see Ye Liangchen coquettishly looking at the sea with his hands behind his back.

"The wind is blowing." Ye Liangchen said deeply.

Feeling the wind and waves on the sea, Zhao Ritian also looked up to the sky: "Let's go, before the wind stops."

Penglaizhou, in a secret place, a scholar is packing his luggage in his room.

Penglai Island is very close to Wanli City, and the deadline given by Wanli City is also very generous, so scholars don't have to worry.

The scholar didn't have a storage bag, so he put some books and classics with yellowing curls in the cage.

Bringing another set of clothes, the scholar put the cage on his back, shook it again, and walked out of the room.

After closing the door of the room and the fenced yard, the scholar turned the cage again and walked out.

"I can't learn!"

But before the scholar took a few steps, a young girl stopped the scholar.

Turning his head and looking at the lady in front of him, the originally expressionless scholar was a little nervous for the first time.

"Miss Su" scholars can't learn to bow to each other.

Looking at the cage traveling far behind the scholar, and seeing his nervous appearance, the girl pursed her lips: "Where are you going?"

"Far away," the scholar stammered.

"What's wrong with traveling far away? I heard from my father! You're going to fight!" the girl said with her hips on her hips, her cheeks puffed up in anger, "You look so weak! Who can you beat!"

"A gentleman uses his mouth but doesn't move his hands. Try. Try. Try." The scholar panicked even more.

"A gentleman uses his mouth but doesn't move his hands! You can't learn! You stammer, how can you scold others!" The girl was about to cry.

"No...not scolding, but speaking...reasonable...ah, don't cry, don't cry..."

"Wow, I can't learn, you are a big liar!" The girl knelt down and hugged herself after being comforted by the scholar, crying even more sadly.

"Why are you fighting? Why are you fighting? You still stutter when you are arguing. Last time you were beaten by a few hooligans during your study tour. What kind of fight do you have?"

The more she talked, the sadder the girl became, and she even imagined the scene where she couldn't go to Wanli City after learning, and then she was swallowed alive, and her body couldn't be found

Seeing the woman in front of him crying non-stop, the scholar stretched out his hand to comfort him, but then remembered "men and women can't kiss each other", and wanted to say something comforting, but he stuttered and didn't know what to say.

"Don't cry, don't cry. I'm fine. Don't cry."

In the only school of Confucianism, the youngest Confucian sage, who was only a hundred years old, knelt down and comforted her, but the girl kept crying, and even became more and more sad.

The scholar scratched his head anxiously.

Finally, the scholar picked up a book and gently placed it on the girl's head.

The misty girl raised her red eyes and blinked at him: "What are you doing?"

"Comfort. You." The scholar stammered.

"Did you comfort me with a book?"

"I, that me."

"Hmph! Anyway, you are not allowed to go! I told my father that you are not allowed to go to Wanli City." The girl wiped her tears, got up and was about to leave.

"Eh? No way." The scholar hurriedly opened his arms to stop the girl.

"why not?"

"I, I, I'm going."

"Why?"

"Because. This world. Common people"

"Some people protect the world."

"And you"

"Huh?" The girl looked at the scholar blankly, "I can't learn, what did you just say?"

The scholar blushed: "I want to protect and protect this world. The common people and you."

"Yuan Ying."

"Master Abbot."

Outside the Bodhi Temple in Wanfo State, a handsome young monk is about to rush to Wanli City.

"This time I'm going to Wanli City, learn more and see more. If you don't know it, ask others for advice." The abbot sighed softly, "I'm waiting for you to come back as a teacher."

"Yes, Master." Yuan Ying bowed together and said, "The disciple has set off."

Yuanying turned and left, and under a tree not far away, a monk without robes was waving wildly:

"Yuanying, let's go, senior brother will take you to Wanli City to see the girl, the beast-ear girl has long legs, she has everything!"

"etc!"

"Master?"

"Also, don't learn from that kid Wu Ke!"

Yuanying smiled and said, "Yes."

Seeing his most proud disciple and his brother who is not a senior brother leave, for some reason, the old monk always feels a little flustered. He always feels that his apprentice will be led to ruin.

"Uncle Wu."

"Um?"

"Don't we need to fly?"

Walking on the path in the forest, Yuanying was a little puzzled, if she walked this way, when would she be able to reach Wanli City?

"No hurry, no hurry," Wu Ke hooked his shoulders, with a grass root in his mouth, "If you go to Wanli City now, you will die. I have to let you come back alive."

"?" Yuanying was a little confused.

Could it be possible to come back alive after walking to Wanli City?

"Okay, here we are."

In a small village under the mountain temple, Wu Ke stopped.

"Half an hour later, gather at the entrance of the village." After Wu Ke finished speaking, he changed into a cassock, and went to make alms with the girls and widows in the village like a dog, but the alms was wine.

And just when Yuan Ying was at a loss, a 28-year-old girl with braids and sackcloth slowly walked over.

Seeing the girl, Yuanying wanted to leave, but found that she couldn't take a step forward.

The girl walked up to Yuanying, bowed her head shyly, slowly raised her small hands, trembling a little, and said dumb words:

"Yuan Ying, your senior brother said that you promised to marry me, is it true?"

Wan Yaozhou went to the sky above Wanli City in Penglaizhou, and a pure blood Bi Fang drew a red line of fire in the air.

Bi Fang's name is Bi Huo, and he is the descendant of Bi Fang, one of the princes who exchanged cups with Jiang Lin back then.

After the change of princes, Bi Fang was going to die, but Jiang Lin spared his life.

"Bi Huo, we are originally from the Yaozu world, but Jiang Lin saved my life. This battle, fight for him well. After the fight, whether you stay in the Haoran world or return to the Yaozu world is up to you Decide."

In Bi Huo's mind, his father's words resurfaced again, Bi Huo let out a long cry, and the sky was full of fire.

"Humph~~~~"

Under the moonlight at night, a girl in a green skirt walked in the moonlight.

Yue Ji, Mrs. Qingzhu's most proud disciple.

The girl hummed as she walked, turning around in circles from time to time, kicking a few skulls at her feet.

"Master, Yue Ji let go of the killing ring this time."

The girl hummed and sang again, kicking the skull at her feet to pieces.

[First, let me introduce the characters who have not appeared in the battle of Haoran Tianxia before, so as not to be too unfamiliar.

Although there are only a million words left, their space will not be too much, but Xianyu believes that their image is absolutely profound. 】

[Finally, Xianyu likes comedies, not tragedies~~~~]