The dazzling light of inspiration is surrounded by your fingertips!

The inspiration light with a mysterious rhythm reflects the cave into a world of misty stars.

at this time.

Murong Wanwan's little mouth opened slightly, revealing an incredible look!

Cheng Buzheng saw that his wife was so cute, and he couldn't help but laugh.

Swing the sword!

The magic power that exudes brilliant and beautiful disappeared.

Cheng Buzheng looked at Murong Wanwan with a smile and said:

"Believe it now!"

"Can you accept it!"

Hearing words.

Murong Wanwan subconsciously pointed her little head!

Then, she seemed to think of something, and showed an excited look. Her thin lips opened lightly, and a crisp and pleasant voice like an oriole came out:

"Husband, how did you do it?"

This moment.

The noble and cold Fairy Murong was like his fanatic girl, and her beautiful eyes showed admiration.

certainly.

This is also because Cheng Buzheng is his husband.

If it were someone else, even if you broke through to the Nascent Soul stage, you would at most just maintain the respect you should have and would never show a look of worship.

This deep love has always belonged to his husband.

same.

Cheng Buzheng could feel that heavy love, which was the only love he had gained in his past and present.

therefore!

Cheng Buzheng never concealed what Murong Wanwan had?

Except for the small disc!

In his previous life, he was the only two secrets hidden in his heart.

Therefore, in the face of Murong Wanwan's inquiry, Cheng Buzheng did not hide it.

He roughly explained his experiences over the years, including the killing of two great enemies and the origins of many spiritual pills...

Murong Wanwan listened to her husband's experiences while playing with the storage bag in her hand.

Whenever the sermon was in danger, Murong Wanwan couldn't help but show a look of worry in her beautiful eyes. Finally, after she knew that it was the puppet, Cheng Buzheng's chest was massaged by a small pink fist.

suddenly.

Cheng Buzheng, who was telling these experiences, was stunned.

He frowned and looked at the distance, as if his eyes could see the white clouds in the sky through the cave.

"What's wrong?"

Murong Wanwan raised her head and looked at her face that was so close to her.

Especially when I saw a trace of dark yellow in my husband's pupils, I knew that something must have happened!

At this moment, she also returned to her previous cold and noble appearance!

"Wanwan, you are being followed!"

Cheng Buzheng said lightly.

"How is that possible!"

Murong Wanwan shook her head and said:

"Along the way, I'm very careful, and no one can follow me!"

"Are you, you made a mistake?"

"impossible!"

Cheng Buzheng said firmly:

"This practice is definitely not a passing by!"

"And, the monk is hiding in the sky at this time."

"If I hadn't been guarding outside the canyon and noticed an abnormality and notified me, maybe I would have noticed it when this cultivation falls within the range of your and my spiritual consciousness warning."

"You have also practiced the Daluo Dharma Metaphys. If you don't believe it, you can see it yourself!"

While talking.

He pointed his hand into the distant sky.

I saw Murong Wanwan not moving for a long time.

See this.

Cheng Buzheng couldn't help but look down.

At this time, Murong Wanwan looked at Cheng Buzheng pitifully.

He felt aroused in his heart, as if he had thought of something, and frowned and said:

"Wife, don't tell me, you haven't even practiced this magical power?"

Hearing this.

Murong Wanwan lowered her little head a little embarrassedly and responded like a mosquito hum.

If the monk had not had the extremely abnormal ear power, he would definitely not be able to hear clearly.

Cheng Buzheng, who was a little angry, asked immediately:

"Then tell me, how many magical powers have you practiced?"

"Don't say, I haven't practiced a single sect!"

Hearing words.

Murong Wanwan said weakly:

"Um!"

"If you calculate according to time, you should be able to practice at least two magical powers successfully!"

Cheng Buzheng said with some confusion.

Instead of responding, Murong Wanwan buried her little head in his arms, no longer speaking, as if she was pretending to be an ostrich, burying her head in the yellow sand, looking like I couldn't hear it.

Cheng Buzheng also thought about the reason when he saw his wife like this.

This is definitely not because it is difficult to practice supernatural powers!

after all.

The many magical powers that were passed down to my wife before were not all third-grade.

Most of them are first-class and second-class.

Many of the current third-grade magical powers were later deduced again.

Therefore, it is not very difficult.

Decades have passed!

Practicing two first-grade magical powers is a breeze for a Jindan monk.

Even if you practice a few second-grade magical powers, it is normal.

Even if one can successfully cultivate one third-grade magical power, it is not impossible.

after all.

Cheng Buzheng did not hide his own private affairs.

The only possibility is that my wife has not practiced at all.

Thinking of this, Cheng Buzheng didn't care about the monk hiding in the sky. With Xiao Roar guarding him, he would not come down for a while and would not take action.

Immediately, Cheng Buzheng looked at his wife in his arms, patted his back, and comforted him:

"alright!"

"I know, you didn't practice to keep your husband secret!"

"But in my husband's heart, you are much more important than many magical powers!"
To be continued...