Chapter 7o8                                                             

Feng Wuxin successfully rescued Ziyun from the Nine-tailed Flower Sea. Of course, everyone still didn't know why they were sucked into it by the barrier that day, and Feng Wuxin, Jiang Moyi and others fell into different spaces respectively.

These are all later stories.

Everyone went through a month in the barrier, but only one night passed by Liuli Island.

The morning sun filled the earth, and the faint fragrance of grass scented in the air.

In Yunchuan's residence, the atmosphere of getting up in the morning was particularly depressing.

As for the source of this depression, it is Ziyun and Jiang Moyi.

Ziyun is Feng Wuxin’s master, and he has been since ten thousand years ago.

Jiang Moyi is Feng Wuxin’s husband, and the same has been true since his later years.

Although Ziyun has tens of thousands of years of memory, Jiang Moyi is no longer the master of Jiuzhou in that human world. Now he is just Feng Wuxin’s husband, that’s all.

So.

Be far away from my deity’s wife, as far as you can.

Jiang Moyi and Ziyun are not familiar with each other. After all, when Ziyun took Feng Wuxin as his disciple, he was still in the Netherworld Purgatory.

Even though he had a chance to meet during the battle on the Tianlist of the South, Jiang Moyi did not look down on others at that time, and only Feng Wuxin was in his eyes.

So much so that when he heard Ziyun calling his wife to make a fuss for Xiao Wuxin, Jiang Moyi dismantled Ziyun's heart.

I am the master of Xiao Wuxin. As the saying goes, respect the teacher and respect the Tao. Since you are a man of Xiao Wuxin, you should also call me "Dad".

puff!

Jiang Qingmo, Xue Yunhan and Aoxue guy who were watching the show were all spit out in one sip of water.

Ziyun is so fierce that he can speak such sharp words, and he is so calm.

Let Jiang Moyi call him father, what a big face!

Are you looking for death?

I admit that I am a genius of your demon cultivator, but with your current strength, you are not an opponent of me.

The implication is that you call him dad quickly, otherwise don’t blame him for doing anything.

Humph, I don’t know what’s wrong!

As soon as the words came, the two figures fought together in degrees that were difficult to distinguish with the naked eye. The speed was so fast that it made people unable to see who was who, and they could only see the afterimages in the air swaying around.

I want to vomit a little!

Jiang Qingmo took a sip of tea and forcedly suppressed his nausea symptoms.

The reason why I wanted to vomit was not because I was pregnant. The old man was pregnant with a ball, but because of the swaying shadows of these two people. Secondly, it was because of the pressure of the two of them.

The strength of both the Supreme Realm powerhouses bursts out without reservation, even they can't bear the pressure of Chengdu.

Just as Jiang Moyi and Ziyun were trembling together, Feng Wuxin, who was carrying a plate of dumplings, appeared.

What are you two doing?

With a roar, the two who were originally fighting were instantly retracted their hands and sat in their original positions.

Oh, Xiao Wuxin is back so soon. As a teacher, you are a man who has had the ability to protect you.

It's very hot, I'll help you with my husband.

Jiang Moyi stood up and came to Feng Wuxin's side, and brought a plate of freshly cooked dumplings to his hand.

Even if Feng Wuxin is stupid, he can tell what these two people have done. Fighting? It has been eight times in the morning. If she hadn't stared at her all the time, the two of them would have flew away in the heads.

You two are both practitioners in the supreme realm, why are you fighting for the same kind of two treacherous naughty kids?

This is not the case. The lady was too worried and did not fight for her husband.

Little Wuxin, your man bullies him as his teacher.

The evil man Ziyun complained first, accusing Jiang Moyi of all kinds of crimes, and wailed with qigong, wishing that the whole world would know that he was beaten by Jiang Moyi.

Ouch!

Perhaps because of the large extent of his death, Ziyun accidentally involved the wound. The originally sutured wound cracked and the blood gradually soaked his clothes.

Humph, the evil ones will be beaten by the evil ones.

Jiang Moyi looked at Ziyun coldly. If the wife hadn't been present, he would have let this guy die without a burial place.

Bring it!

Feng Wuxin brought a plate of dumplings from Jiang Moyi's hand, and looked at everyone in the room with red eyes, including the melon-eating melon-eating Jiang Qingmo Xue Yunhan and Xiao Aoxue.

No one wants to have a meal today.

Why, did we do anything wrong when they fight, and why can’t I eat even?

If you are unintentional, you cannot stop Jiang Moyi and Master from being able to stop you.

That's right, master, we did nothing, they fought!

Jiang Qingmo, Xue Yunhan and Ao Xue all shouted for justice. They did nothing wrong, so why did they also get punished with them?

But Feng had no idea, so he put a plate of dumplings aside, picked his eyes, and a small team made by Jiang Moyi and Ziyun stood in line by the wall.

Master, do you know what’s wrong?

I know, for my husband, I will definitely not quarrel with the enemy without any worries.

As a teacher, you know that you are wrong and you should not argue with the younger generation.

Damn, do you two want to die? Are you admitting your mistake or quarrel? Can you stop implicating innocent people? We are almost starving to death.

Jiang Qingmo really wanted to kill Jiang Moyi and Ziyun, the two birds, but because of these two guys, they couldn't eat them.

Seeing that the dumplings on the table had cooled down, they hadn't eaten the dumplings made by Feng Wuxin for a long time.

So greedy, I want to eat it!

It took another half an hour. After Jiang Moyi and Ziyun's attitude of admitting their mistakes was corrected, Feng Wuxin then got up and returned to the kitchen to start cooking dumplings.

Come and serve dumplings.

Come here!

One plate after another was wrong, one pot after another was served, as if each dumpling was filled with fatal attraction, which attracted everyone to the mouth.

Eat it.

Everyone has been nervous for a while. Now Ziyun has found it. It is no longer interesting to stay on Liuli Island. After eating this meal, they left Liuli Island and returned to Jiangguo from Yunchuanzhou according to the route they came.

It’s delicious. If you eat the basin in front of you, don’t rob me. Be careful that I will kill you!

Is it good that you robbed my mother’s dumplings? If you dare to steal a dumpling in my mother’s basin, I will kill you!

The dining table was like a battlefield. Jiang Qingmo and Xunhan and Aoxue had sex with each other and went straight to the basin, which made the guards standing outside stunned.

It is said that Yunchuanzhou is very rich. When I saw it today, Yunchuanzhou was indeed very prosperous. Even the tableware for eating was different from them, so I have gained some knowledge.

Seeing Jiang Qingmo and the little guy having sex, Feng Wuxin felt tired. Why did she know such a terrible thing?

Does the lady have no appetite?

Jiang Moyi picked up a dumpling and put it in Feng Wuxin's bowl. Looking at the dumplings inside the bowl, Feng Wuxin picked up the chopsticks and delivered them to her mouth.

Although I don't have much appetite, I'd better take a small bite.

When the dumplings with thin skin and large filling were in the mouth, Feng Wuxin frowned slightly.

Jiang Moyi also noticed Feng Wuxin's abnormality, and there was a deep concern in his eyes.

What's wrong with Madam?

Nothing, just vomiting!

Before he could finish his sentence, Feng Wuxin quickly put down the chopsticks in his hand and ran outside the door, holding a tree in the yard and spitting it open.

Vomit! ~

lady.

Jiang Moyi hurried to Feng Wuxin's side, and the worry in his eyes became stronger.

When I woke up in the morning, I noticed my wife's strangeness.

Feng Wuxin only kept vomiting and did not experience answering Jiang Moyi's question until he spitted out all the food in his stomach that he felt a little comfortable to write.

At this time, Jiang Qingmo, who walked out of the room, was still holding the dumplings and eating them with a very fragrant smell.

Feng Wuxin, you won’t poison the dumplings anymore!

Jiang Qingmo teased, but seeing Feng Wuxin's face was really bad, she looked at her up and down.

Or is it just pregnancy?

This sentence was also what Jiang Qingmo was about to tease Feng Wuxin, but everyone only saw Feng Wuxin slowly stretching out his hand and hitting his pulse.
To be continued...