Chapter 113

Hongshang was a little annoyed.

after all.

Yi Jue.

It was obvious that she had failed to live up to her hard work.

But Yi Jue's reasons were so high-sounding.

Hongshang is an intellectual woman.

Such sisters all have one thing in common.

It's time to show off your temper.

They will push themselves further.

One foot can reach ten feet.

Seems a little reluctant.

But you can often achieve the results you want.

and.

When the other party is busy.

instead.

They will take a step back.

Even when one step is not enough.

Will take several steps back.

intellectual.

No matter it's a big sister pretending to be mature.

She is still a transparent young lady.

It's not about age.

Just a person.

So now Hongshang is in a dilemma.

When thinking about Yi Jue giving up his own affairs to accompany her.

When Yi Jue was about to get down to business.

Hongshang chose the latter.

Wrong yourself.

such a pity.

All this hard work.

In the end, he will be regarded as a donkey liver and lungs.

Naturally, the three of them purchased many items together.

Whether it's for camping.

It still satisfies the appetite.

Still hiding his whereabouts.

Or maybe it's changed its appearance.

Bought from noon until dark.

Fortunately, there is a world of cultivating immortals with storage bags.

Otherwise, Yi Jue would not be able to tell.

His body was covered in large and small bags.

No human form is visible.

Although there are many things, they are complicated.

But most are not expensive.

After all, they are just daily necessities.

It does not involve increasing combat power.

It does not involve the improvement of cultivation level.

In this deformed world.

The purchasing power of spiritual stones is still very strong.

evening.

Three people respectively.

then.

Later.

In Nangong Wan's boudoir.

A figure appeared quietly.

Of course it is Yi Jue.

Hongshang has left.

Nangong Wan made an excuse that something was wrong.

After the two said goodbye.

Nangong Wan randomly found a place to live.

Obviously.

Nangong Wan knew it in her heart.

Yi Jue will find him.

After some tenderness and affection.

Nangong Wan asked with some complaints.

"What do you think I am?"

Yi Jue said nothing.

Actions replaced words.

Women are always so emotional sometimes.

They are looking for an answer to the bottom of the matter.

sometimes.

They just want to know you better.

Yi Jue knows.

Nangong Wan likes herself.

Yi Jue also knew.

He likes Nangong Wan.

That's enough.

In the world of cultivating immortals.

With these two points.

All that's left is time.

Cultivator.

The most indispensable.

It's time.

The answer Nangong Wan wanted.

Not in the past.

Not now.

Down the river of time.

That future 100 years from now.

Unlike ordinary dust.

One miss.

It is difficult to have another life.

One rejection.

Shaohua is no longer.

Looking back is in vain.

Cultivator.

Until death.

Youth can last for decades.

The foundation builder.

It can last for two hundred years.

And these two hundred years.

Just wake up for a moment.

can be.

Everyone in the mortal world is struggling.

One miss.

Ten years later, youth fades away.

Crazy men hate women.

Regrets everywhere.

Xiuxian.

This is the charm of cultivating immortality.

What he extends is not double the time.

It freezes the most beautiful ten years.

Stretched to 200 years.

It lasts until 500 years.

Transformed into a baby to a thousand years.

Immortal for thousands of years.

Mortals die at fifty.

too short.

Youth is too short.

. . . "This is where I grew up."

A small mountain village.

In fact, it should be regarded as a small town.

After all, there is a bluestone road.

There are vendors.

There are also some floors.

but.

too small.

It's as small as a village.

And the reason why this looks like a town is obvious.

Because of the Nangong family.

An immortal appeared.

Nangong Wan never mentioned her past.

That's not something to show off.

but.

The Nangong family survived.

This is true.

but.

There are only one pair of parents left.

This is not the hometown of the Nangong family.

Yi Jue understood it with just one glance of his consciousness.

Mortals are like ants.

Nangong Wan.

It starts from ants.

She is not ignorant of the world.

Just a mortal time.

Very well protected.

Not all farm girls will have a miserable life.

When you have a small family fortune.

Poor raises sons, rich raises daughters.

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Don't step out of the gate.

This is the norm.

Therefore, although Nangong Wan was born in a peasant family, she never touched the spring water.

Now at home.

There are a lot of kids.

Yi Jue could tell that there was no bloodline from the Nangong family.

Apparently they were some orphaned children adopted by Nangong Wan's parents.

Nangong Wan is not short of money.

His parents also experienced great changes and just wanted to spend the rest of their lives in peace.

Nangong Wan is an old woman.

Love is added.

In addition, you can become an immortal.

The parents' wish was fulfilled.

It's just a matter of being a rich man in the world.

When the two came in.

clearly felt.

Although the old parents are faltering.

But tears still filled her eyes.

Apparently he recognized this pretty lady.

It is my own Wan'er.

The two of them completely ignored Yi Jue.

He only embraced Nangong Wan.

Wan'er seemed a little at a loss.

After all, when it comes.

She said nothing and looked very nervous.

Being a daughter.

Who doesn't want to sit down and perform filial piety?

Being a daughter.

Who wouldn’t want their parents to smile?

Just heartless parents.

Only then can a ruthless daughter be forced out.

After all, she is her daughter.

The angels in the previous life came to the human world to experience love and hatred.

Boys are born with ambitions everywhere.

Girls just want to have a family.

And this home.

They are born with it.

So this trip home.

Nangong Wan did not dare to come alone.

Yi Jue must be roped in.

Only Yi Jue was there.

Her heart is stable.

This is her other home.

It also confirmed that she was doing well.

Near nostalgia is more timid.

It's still the same when you see your parents.

Especially the powerless ones.

The most powerful thing in this world is the spiritual root.

Just mortals.

You really can’t cultivate immortality.

Yi Jue had seen before how many mortals were cultivating immortals without spiritual roots.

There is only one possibility.

That person is the protagonist.

The bell of heaven and earth.

There are more than hundreds of millions of mortals in this world.

The number of cultivators is so rare.

Han Lishang also has many cheats.

What's more, he is truly a mortal.

So Yi Jue has nothing to do now.

So Nangong Wan is at a loss now.

Because of this family affection.

There is definitely no way to repay.

But do old people really need repayment?

"Just come back, just come back!"

The old man's eyes were full of tears.

She held Nangong Wan's hand tremblingly.

So does the old mother.

"Wan'er has grown up, grown up."

"I just lost some weight, lost some weight."

"It would be nice if I were fatter, it would be nice if I was fatter."

Nangong Wan said nothing.

The two old people's life thoughts were all tied to her.

"Come on, let's go inside and get warmer."

"Don't let me freeze."

Yi Jue spoke.

The second elder then turned around and saw Yi Jue.

He has a majestic appearance and a rich spirit like jade. He has his hands behind his back, holding the Thousand Machine Fan.

He was looking at a black robe with some gold thread patterns embroidered on it.

It is worth a lot of money at first glance.

However, his hair was worn down and he was not wearing a crown.

Instead, it has a shape.

There is a red vertical line between the eyebrows, which makes the face look like a crown jade.

At this time, the two elders were shocked.

The young man in front of him.

It's like a banished fairy.

(End of this chapter)