Ye Danqiu lived in Jin Chong County for a long time, so she didn't want to see the ugly faces of the Elders' Council. The disappointed eyes of the head of Kunlun made her heart cut. Who would have known that after eating the "Tongjie Pill", her talent actually stopped at the early stage of the tribulation!

Since then, Kunlun has spent countless treasures and treasures, and her realm has barely reached the late stage of the tribulation, and perhaps she will never reach the peak of the tribulation in her life.

After practicing hard for a hundred years, Ye Danqiu chose to give up and live in despair with her physical happiness.

Until Lin Nan's hot sword, she woke up.

That is the true bliss, the fusion of the heart and the body, the trust between the master and the disciple... Let the numb and silent desire reignite the vitality, like a burning fire, it is no longer a one-on-one midnight slap in mosquitoes, people and mosquitoes enjoy together.

I want Lin Nan.

Still have the opportunity to become a true immortal...

Ye Danqiu rubbed his temples with a headache, and his head echoed, Lin Nan's thunderous promise at the top of the cloud tower.

"My master's enemy is my enemy!"

"I will prove to Kunlun that Master's disciple is the best in the world."

"The ones who are wrong are those foolish people who question Master!"

Ye Danqiu's mind was in a mess.

Suddenly, she noticed someone standing in front of her.

He quickly returned to normal, Ye Danqiu said impatiently: "Lin Zhenghao, are you here to blame me too?"

Lin Zhenghao was punished for three years and finally saw the light of the sky. After coming out, he soon learned about Ye Danqiu and Lin Nan.

"Man's calculation is not as good as God's calculation."

Lin Zhenghao sighed long, bowed and said goodbye to Ye Danqiu, and walked towards the Elders' Hall.

"Your son is much better than you." Ye Danqiu felt evil in his heart. Seeing Lin Zhenghao staggering and laughing, his mood was much better.

When she saw Lin Zhenghao, Ye Danqiu figured out many things. She knew what was different about the two furnaces and cauldrons. When she saw Lin Zhenghao, she was experiencing her desire to conquer and her greed for the furnaces and cauldrons. But facing Lin Nan, these emotions accounted for a very small proportion.

"I have been trapped in the late stage of the tribulation for a hundred years, so I will use a thousand years of hard work to break it."

Ye Danqiu's heart is bright, and even the cold wind whistling in Kunlun Mountain is like spring is coming.

When she figured it out, the hard barriers as hard as mountains in the late stage of the tribulation quietly cracked.

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Amidst the mountain in Kunlun, there is an area where inner disciples live.

Attics represent the status of disciples, but Lin Chuxue would rather live in front of a wooden house beside a big tree so that her daughter could see her mother by pushing the door open.

Lin Peng hasn't come back yet, and was taken by a maid to play on Kunlun Mountain. Lin Nan sat in front of the wooden table beside the window, siping a cup of Kunlun flower tea soaked by Lin Chuxue in a simplified manner.

I don’t know if this cup is often used by her, but the tea in her mouth contains a hint of girlish fragrance.

At noon, some cold sunshine fell on Lin Chuxue's face, and the breeze gently blew his hair, like a pure and beautiful painting.

Lin Chuxue's expression was quiet and peaceful, slowly telling the past three years.

"I just came to Kunlun and Uncle Lin met in a hurry, and was punished by the Great Elder to retreat, and has not yet left."

"I took Lin Peng with me, and I was ridiculed a lot, and my identity as an inner disciple was also questioned. Fortunately, a year later, I won all the disciples of the same period, and these rumors gradually disappeared."

Lin Chuxue's face was not filled with anger. Three years of past, accompanied by the understatement of words, disappeared with the wind.

Lin Nan sighed lightly and patted Lin Chuxue's smooth black silk long legs, "Thank you for your hard work."

"Yes." Lin Chuxue bit her pink lips, her beautiful eyes fluttering. Her little hand that was originally placed on the wooden table quietly came down, and her fair fingers touched Lin Nan's big hand.

The delicate softness made Lin Nan tremble all over his body. He grabbed Lin Chuxue's small hand with his back hand, but hesitated for a moment, then returned to Lin Nan's big hand with trembling timidity.

In this way, Lin Nan successfully held the girl's soft little hand.

He reacted very quickly. This was Lin Chuxue's intimate behavior between Taoist couples, but he didn't want to take the initiative.

In the past, Lin Nan would definitely not serve her. She would use her big stick and not use her love.

But in the past three years, she has made contributions to taking care of her daughter. Lin Nan felt soft and shook her head helplessly, hugged Lin Chuxue's petite body in her arms, and gently rubbed her soft long hair like a kitten.

Lin Chuxue's tense body gradually relaxed, and she let Lin Nan hug her like mud. After a while, a low whimper sounded, and Lin Chuxue's words were filled with grievances and a little sad cry.

"They all said that I am a widow, a woman I'm playing with."

Lin Chuxue didn't dare to raise her head, for fear that Lin Nan would see her ugly face. "Those people didn't say it in front of me, but I know that they often say behind their backs that there are some senior sisters who are polite on the surface, but..."

Lin Nan felt anger suddenly arose in his heart.

What does it mean to not play? He did have that plan, but in the end it was the Ming media who married him!

I have long heard that the female cultivators are superficial fellow Taoists, secretly intrigues, and are more beautiful than themselves and have better talents... Lin Nan thought it was a rumor, but this kind of bitter fruit was really eaten by his wife.

"Those people are just jealous of you."

Lin Nan took out the handkerchief that was always in the ring and wiped off the tears from the corner of Lin Chuxue's eyes.

Looking at those big red eyes, he felt inexplicably distressed. This feeling had never happened when Lin Chuxue was hanged with spider silk. Since his wedding, it seemed that something really different.

Lin Nan joked: "Because my wife is beautiful and has good talent, those people can only slander you from other aspects. In a few days, we will leave Kunlun and never see those ugly faces again."

Lin Chuxue nodded, snuggled up on Lin Nan's chest, listening to Lin Nan's firm and powerful heartbeat.

The sunlight outside the window shines in, warm.

After lying quietly for a while, Lin Chuxue said in a dream, "It would be better if it were Yu Jiaojiao and the others."

Lin Nan shuddered.

He was particularly afraid of those witches who wanted to possess themselves alone, such as Chen Qing and Ye Danqiu. He hoped that Lin Chuxue would be obedient and had a simple mind.

"It's just a matter of worrying about you!"

Lin Chuxue looked at his embarrassed expression and giggled. Her clever smile made Lin Nan's heart-pounding look. She thought that if she only accepted one, she would be the girl in front of her. She went to the hall and the kitchen. She sounded nice, except Xiong Xiaodian, there should be no other flaws.

The two of them met with each other, and the atmosphere changed in a blink of an eye, and a hint of redness appeared on Lin Chuxue's face.

Those sweet breaths made Lin Nan's weapon

Lin Chuxue, who was sitting on his lap, soon noticed that, and even her earlobes turned pink. Lin Chuxue knew what was about to happen, so she closed her eyes tremblingly and her lips opened and closed.

A wisp of "Yeah" that shouldn't have appeared at this time was spit out of Lin Chuxue's throat, as if he stuffed a large spoon of honey directly into Lin Nan's heart.

‘Wori, she is seducing me!’
Chapter completed!