"After I take control of the Tiandou Empire, I will have time to go back to the Spirit Hall. Then I want to see what you will say."

Qian Renxue never forgot to get Bibi Dong's approval, or wanted to make Bibi Dong angry.

"Also, then I can always be with Wang Feng."

When thinking of Wang Feng, Qian Renxue thought of the wonderful touch that penetrated deep into the soul when the two people practiced martial soul fusion skills and merged spiritually.

Wang Feng, who was in Wuhun Hall, didn't know that his presence had caused Qian Renxue to mention poisoning Emperor Xueye.

Moreover, Qian Renxue misses him even more now.

In the Wuhun Palace, after Wang Feng was named the Holy Son, his residence as a disciple of Bibi Dong was already very good. However, after becoming the Holy Son, Bibi Dong directly built a Saint Son Hall for him, and the Saint Son

The palace is not far from Bibi Dong's palace. Next door is Hu Liena's Saintess Palace. Wang Feng doesn't know what Bibi Dong thinks about this.

However, thinking about Bibi Dong's previous words about recruiting him to his palace at any time, and the fact that the two of them were in the secret room, he seemed to understand what Bibi Dong was thinking.

At this time, Bibi Dong's bedroom and bathroom were filled with mist. Bibi Dong took a dip in the tub as usual.

Thinking of what happened in the secret room with Wang Feng before, as well as the progress of the Eighth Divine Examination, I was very happy.

And at this time, she actually missed the feeling of the secret room and Wang Feng's gentle massage service to her afterwards.

He even had the idea of ​​calling Wang Feng again.

"No, the divine examination cannot be delayed. It must be completed as soon as possible."

Looking at the Eighth God Test, which was progressing at 30%, Bibi Dong's slender legs stepped out of the tub, wiped her body lightly, picked up the purple silk pajamas on the side, put them on, and walked out of the bathroom.

"Qiangu, go and bring the Holy Son."

After walking out of the bathroom, Bibi Dong asked the female guard outside the room to bring Wang Feng.

The female guard who received the order did not ask any questions, let alone think too much, and immediately walked into the Holy Son's Hall.

"Zhuqing, come to bed."

In the Holy Child Hall, Wang Feng's room, after calling Zhu Zhuqing, Wang Feng took Zhu Zhuqing to the room.

Zhu Zhuqing understood what Wang Feng meant, came to the bed and sat opposite Wang Feng.

"start."

Wang Feng said something, then hugged Zhu Zhuqing's plump and delicate body, and at the same time, the soul power in his body began to circulate.

After Zhu Zhuqing hugged Wang Feng, Wuhun Nether Civet appeared behind her.

Wang Feng's martial spirit is green light, and its compatibility is very strong.

He can not only fuse with Qian Renxue's martial soul, but also other people's.

This is something Wang Feng only learned after practicing with Qian Renxue and then practicing with Dugu Yan.

And he and Zhu Zhuqing have been practicing for a while, and their minds and bodies have already been connected, and the fusion of martial souls is simpler than he believed.

Buzz~

At this time, the green light of Wang Feng's martial spirit entangled with Zhu Zhuqing's martial spirit ghost cat. The originally dark ghost cat's aura had a faint green color. This green was very strange, blending into the black, making it more clear.

There is an aura that makes people feel panicked just by looking at it.

Then, the green light of Wang Feng's martial spirit quickly integrated into the body of Zhu Zhuqing's Nether Civet, and then, dark green lines formed on the dark Nether Civet's body.

Today's ghost civet looks extremely scary.

"Meow!"

Just when the fusion was completed, Zhu Zhuqing let out a meow instinctively, and then Zhu Zhuqing opened his eyes and looked at Wang Feng, full of joy.

"Wang Feng, we succeeded."

Zhu Zhuqing did not expect that his martial spirit could really be fused with Wang Feng's martial spirit.

She thought Wang Feng was joking before, but now, the two martial arts have not only successfully fused, but also radiated a powerful ability.

"Well, I said before that it will definitely succeed."

Wang Feng is still very confident in the compatibility of his martial soul.

"Zhuqing, how about you move in with me from now on."

At this time, Wang Feng proposed to Zhu Zhuqing.

Wang Feng is now the Holy Son, and the Holy Son Palace given to him by Bibi Dong is very large. He is not used to living alone in such an empty place, so he wants Zhu Zhuqing to accompany him. Moreover, he can hug this soft Zhu Zhuqing when sleeping at night.

Fragrant jade is simply a kind of enjoyment.

When Zhu Zhuqing heard this, she naturally wanted to live with Wang Feng. After all, her body and mind had long been Wang Feng's. But now that she was in the Spirit Hall, she still had to pay attention. Finally, she shook her head.

"Zhuqing, from now on you will come when I ask you to come. There will always be a place for you in my room." Seeing that Zhu Zhuqing refused, Wang Feng couldn't force him, so he finally thought of this compromise.

"Um."

Zhu Zhuqing agreed without hesitation.
Chapter completed!