Wei Feifei, who was held by Cong Ye, lowered his head worriedly, and suddenly found that the environment under his feet had suddenly changed, originally in the Frost Moon Sect Mountain Gate, but suddenly appeared on an endless grassland, raised his head slightly, and in front of him was a golden and brilliant palace pavilion. "Words * love * first * hair

"Like it? This will be our home from now on. ”

Hearing Cong Yekou call "we" with his own ears, Wei Feifei's heart couldn't help beating violentlyreads(); The best friend and the protagonist are true love. Even in his fifties, his slightly old face still climbed into a blush.

When I didn't know how to answer, I felt that a warm stream of heat from the palm of Cong Ye's hand was continuously entering the Lao Gong acupoint, and then flowing through the meridians of the whole body along the Yin pericardium meridian of the hand. Then, an unexpected scene appeared that Wei Feifei didn't expect.

The skin of the right hand, which had lost its luster, is gradually becoming soft and delicate when it was a girl. Under the surprise, Wei Feifei had forgotten the shyness in her heart, and hurriedly raised her left hand to touch her cheek. When I felt that the skin of my face under the palm of my hand had undergone earth-shaking changes, just like the back of my right hand, I could no longer suppress the excitement in my heart, and tears of joy had already slipped down in strings.

"Cong Ye, thank you, thank you."

In the midst of choking, I saw Cong Ye slowly open his arms, and he couldn't help but throw himself into the broad and warm embrace of Cong Ye who I didn't know how many times I had dreamed.

Wei Feifei, who was already slender, was not much shorter than Cong Ye, raised her arms around Cong Ye's neck, her chin rested on Cong Ye's shoulder, and her hot cheeks gently pressed against Cong Ye's ears.

"Cong Ye, I miss you so much."

It didn't even go through the brain, and the words flowed out of the mouth.

"Feifei, you've suffered."

"Not bitter, not bitter."

Speaking of this, Wei Feifei couldn't cry anymore and couldn't say a word.

Wei Feifei, who stopped crying for a long time, suddenly remembered that there was another girl who looked like Yan Chengcheng and Bai Wei, and couldn't help but slowly turn her head to look around, but she didn't find anything.

It seemed that Cong Ye knew what he was thinking, and when Wei Feifei heard Cong Ye say:

"Her name is Yan Jing, my wife."

As long as he wants, Cong Ye can of course know Wei Feifei's thoughts at any time.

"Cong Ye, shall I go to see my sister first?"

"Hehe, Sister Feifei doesn't need to be polite, we will be a family in the future."

For the beautiful girl Yan Jing who suddenly appeared in front of her, Wei Feifei no longer felt strange. Hurriedly left Cong Ye's embrace and greeted Yan Jing.

It's just that Wei Feifei's etiquette was only learned when she came to the Immortal Cultivation Realm, and it looks a little stiff.

"Sister, come with me, take a look at your residence first, and change your clothes."

It's really time to change clothes, and what Wei Feifei is wearing now is clothes suitable for women in their fifties and sixties.

When Wei Feifei came to the palatial room that was about to belong to her under the guidance of Yan Jing, her face did not show envy, as if she didn't care at all. On the contrary, I couldn't put down the clothes handed over by Yan Jing.

After changing out of the wide off-white dress on his body and changing into a moon-white dress, the former beauty and youth finally returned to Wei Feifei, and the joy in his heart was written on his face in an instant. Of course, there is also a mixture of dark anticipation and shyness.

"Sister Fei Fei is so beautiful, she deserves to be a highly educated girl on that highly civilized planet."

"My sister is too famous, where does Fei Fei have a good sister."

After being relatively familiar, Wei Feifei was still curious about why she hadn't seen Yan Tingcheng and them, so she asked Yan Jing softly:

"Sister, Sister Allure, why aren't they here?"

After all, Yan Tingcheng and the others were all reincarnated by Yan Jing's wisps of souls, and now although Yan Jing has not condensed all the wisps of souls, she has always been by her side, so she knows everyone's experiences and memories clearlyreads(); Rouge debt.

"At present, all of them are also in the immortal cultivation realm, but it will take a while to pick them up."

Where did Wei Feifei know the real inside story, and when she heard Yan Jing say this, she was relieved.

Now, with the restoration of Cong Ye and Yan Jing, the Ding Ling Ruyi can already control the Red Dust Flame Ruyi Ding to travel through the long river of time freely, otherwise it would be impossible for Wei Feifei to meet it when he had just entered the Immortal Cultivation Realm for four or five years.

In terms of age, the current Wei Feifei is just over sixty years old, less than seventy. Compared to the age of the clump leaves living on the earth, it is only sixty years younger. And now Cong Ye is a person who has already cultivated for two lifetimes. Every lifetime is millions of years.

Therefore, Yan Jing has been planning, and it is most appropriate to bring Yan Tingcheng and the others back during that time period.

It's too early, and it will make them lose too many memories, but it can't be later than following the Phoenix Mountain, which has become a phoenix, and leading the Yutong faction through the interface.

As for Princess Caiyun, it is relatively much easier, just go to the barrier of the two interfaces, and pick them up the moment before Cong Ye and Ruyi Ding were trapped.

As the day got late, Wei Feifei, who was not used to Bigu, wanted to cook dinner for Cong Ye and Yan Jing herself, but was stopped by Yan Jing.

"My sister is new here, and my sister is here for dinner tonight."

"How's that going to work?"

"When my sister shows her cooking skills, like tomorrow morning."

As she spoke, Yan Jing smiled and looked at Wei Feifei with a look full of meaning for a while. Wei Feifei, who reacted instantly, turned around and left in shame.

Tomorrow morning? Isn't that an allusion to the custom of the newlywed wife to cook the first meal on the first day of marriage to her in-law's family?

Including the entire dinner, Wei Feifei was too ashamed to raise her head.

Originally, Cong Ye and Yan Jing didn't need to eat for a long time, but in order to accompany Wei Feifei, they still ate some more, and more often ate all kinds of spirit fruits in the spirit orchard in Ruyi Dingzhong.

With apprehension and anticipation, Wei Feifei returned to the room early to wash and bathe, put on a pajama as thin as a cicada's wings, and sat on the edge of the bed and waited quietly.

Sure enough, he didn't have to wait too long, and as soon as it was dark, there was the sound of bushy footsteps outside.

Wei Feifei, who hurriedly stood up and gently opened the door, did not dare to stand in front of the door and wait for Cong Ye, but turned over and returned to the bedside, and sat quietly on the edge of the bed like a new daughter-in-law again.

As footsteps slowly walked into the room, and as the door was closed, Wei Feifei felt that her heart had jumped to her throat.

Especially when Cong Ye gently pressed her fragrant shoulders with both hands, Wei Feifei's head was buried lower, and she just called "Cong Ye" softly, and her hands wrapped around Cong Ye's waist. Pressing his hot cheeks to Cong Ye's chest, listening to the powerful and gradually accelerating heartbeat, Wei Feifei was drunk.