Chapter 1983 A Good Morning Kiss

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Wang Xuanzhan was startled. Why did he have a flower on his head?

However, he knew that he was facing a life-or-death crisis at this moment. He didn't have time to think about anything and was about to stab the enemy in front of him.

Suddenly! The little red flower on his head burst into a dazzling golden light.

The golden light was very pure, so pure that Wang Xuanzhan could not feel the energy fluctuations at all.

It's over... golden light burst on his head...

Wang Xuanzhan felt that he was in a tragedy. He was probably hit by some strange magic of the enemy. He didn't expect that the last moment of his cultivation would not be a vigorous death, but such an inexplicable death...

As he was thinking about this, the golden light on his head suddenly sprayed a golden light and pierced through the head of the Tianren Clan Marshal at an extremely fast speed.

The speed was too fast, so fast that the marshal in front of him had no time to react.

Before the marshal's palms fell, he suddenly paused, then his pupils became dilated, and his face gradually showed a look of enlightenment.

Plop! !

The Celestial Marshal knelt down, tears streaming down his face, and said, "I am wrong. I am filthy and my soul is turbid. Please, kill me!"

Wang Xuanzhan was holding a dragon-patterned spear in his hand, and was about to fight back. Seeing this scene, he was stunned.

What's going on? !

The Celestial Marshal actually knelt down to him and asked to be killed?

He remembered that he didn't pay the other party, why did he suddenly give his head? !

At this time, a delicate voice came from his head: "What are you still doing here? Purify the enemy who is repenting in front of you, praise the sun!"

The Celestial Marshal raised his hands high: "Heart to the light, praise the sun!"

Puff!

The spear fell, and Wang Xuanzhan split the marshal in front of him neatly in half with one shot, and added expressionlessly: "Praise the sun."

He never expected that the most powerful enemy he had killed was defeated in this way...

"Thank you Elder Xiaohong for your help." Wang Xuanzhan said respectfully.

He didn't know what the little red flower on his head was before, but when Xiaohong said "Praise the sun", he suddenly understood.

In Jiuzhou Realm, who doesn't know that Elder Xiaohong is a salted fish who basks in the sun every day?

No, not a salted fish, but a koi carp!!

"It's just a little effort. Okay, fellow Daoist Wang Xuanzhan, please do your best. I'll go save others." Xiaohong replied in a delicate voice, and then her body suddenly disappeared.

Wang Xuanzhan didn't know how Xiaohong came, nor how Xiaohong left, let alone how Xiaohong made the Marshal of the Celestial Race kneel down.

That's the Celestial Race in the Apocalypse Realm!! If the gods don't come out, they are the strongest!

Their belief in the way of heaven and their use of the power of heaven are absolutely superb. Such beings are extremely proud and have a firm heart. How could they kneel here and let him kill them? Even the Five Emperors of Heaven can't do this!

The meaning of their backs is simply terrifying for him to think about it carefully.

"What kind of monsters are the strong men of the Four Nine Immortal Sect..." Wang Xuanzhan sighed.

Come to think of it, this little red flower seems to be An Lin's pet.

Are pets so awesome...

Wang Xuanzhan glanced at the big white dog that kept biting in the distance.

Well... his current combat power is probably equal to that of a big white...

What a painful realization! !

Wang Xuanzhan would never have dreamed that hundreds of years later, he, the first son of heaven on the Immortal List, would only have the same combat power as the dog that An Lin rode at the beginning. This is really too dreamy.

Big white must have a lot of immortal fate, right?

I really want to hang out with An Lin, what should I do?

Wang Xuanzhan shook his head vigorously, threw away all the distracting thoughts in his mind, and continued to rush towards the Celestial Clan not far away.

The battle is still going on.

I don't know if it's because of the setback in the middle line.

In this battle, there was no god-level opponent, only hundreds of millions of Tianren soldiers kept charging and killing. However, in terms of battlefield losses, the Jiuzhou coalition was particularly brave and killed more enemies. When they suffered three or four million casualties, the Tianren had already suffered nearly ten million casualties.

The morale surge was one of the reasons, and the transformation of the Four Nine Immortal Sect was the second reason.

Everyone was slightly happy. If the war continued like this, the Tianren would sooner or later be exhausted by them!

There was a big battle on the east front.

The middle front was still peaceful.

An Lin and Xu Xiaolan were still preparing for war and living a leisurely and peaceful life.

Yuetong Shencheng is a huge city, and there are so many things to experience, including food, drink, and fun, and it is also a combination of food, drink, and fun with the characteristics of various tribes. There are special entertainments of the Baiyu tribe, the True Demon tribe, the Buddhist tribe, and even the West Sea Monster tribe and the Shengwu tribe.

An Lin held Xiaolan's hand and shuttled through the streets and alleys, very happy.

The next morning.

The morning light was slightly revealed, and the morning glow appeared in the east.

The cries of the Vermillion Bird echoed in Yuetong City.

A new day began.

An Lin was meditating on his bed.

However, the familiar sound of the door being pushed open had not been heard for a long time.

He was a little confused, as Xiaolan had always called him to get up.

After tidying up, An Lin walked towards Xu Xiaolan's room.

As soon as he reached the door, a voice came from inside.

"Don't come in!"

The voice was a little familiar, and it was hoarse.

An Lin's heart skipped a beat, and a bad premonition came to his mind.

He immediately pushed the door open, but found that there was a powerful restriction that isolated the surrounding space.

"Don't come in... please... please..."

A hoarse pleading voice came from inside the door.

An Lin's eyes flashed white, divine identification technique!

What a joke, if you say I can't come in, I won't come in?

This room, I'm in a state of meditation!

An Lin flicked his finger at an obvious flaw in the ban, and the ban shattered.

He immediately pushed the door open and entered, and a woman screamed from inside.

A figure in green clothes, with his back to him, covered his face tightly, and said with a slightly crying voice: "Didn't I tell you not to come in? Why... why didn't you listen to me... I really don't want you to see me like this..."

An Lin was stunned.

He looked at the thin back in front of him, the green dress was still the same as yesterday, but the body under the dress was so thin, the hair was gray, the neck was wrinkled, and the hands exposed from the clothes were no longer shiny, but a little loose.

An Lin walked forward, walked to the bedside, and sat opposite the woman in green. Looking at the woman in green who was covering her face and turning away, he felt a sudden pain in his heart.

He stretched out his hands and used some force to push away the woman's hands that were covering her face.

An Lin saw Xu Xiaolan's appearance.

Her face was still oval, but it was full of wrinkles and age spots.

The white and tender cheeks were gone, the charming lips were gone, the small and white nose was gone, the bright eyes were gone, replaced by a sagging and wrinkled face, dry lips, a shrunken nose, and dull, sunken pupils...

Xu Xiaolan's eyes were red, and she finally had the courage to look directly at An Lin, but her voice trembled and she said, "Did you see my face? Am I satisfied? Get out, get out of here!! It will be fine in a few days, as long as a few days, I should not be like this, can't you wait, why do you have to..."

Suddenly, a warm and soft touch came from the forehead.

Xu Xiaolan stopped talking, opened her mouth, stared at the man leaning forward, feeling the warmth and softness on her forehead...

After more than ten seconds.

An Lin stepped back a little, looked at the wrinkled Xu Xiaolan in front of him, and smiled warmly: "Give you a good morning kiss."

"Good morning, 80-year-old Xiaolan."