CHAPTER XXXIII

The woman who arrived gasped softly.

"Divine Venerable." Jiang Yuan noticed that he was coming, and she couldn't wait to meet him, even regardless of whether her and the witch's plan would be noticed by the demon lord.

It doesn't matter, the last time she was defeated by Wu Feng, she hadn't seen him for a long time.

The handsome man of the wind god stood on the edge of the cliff with his hands in his hands, and his expression of the eight winds did not move, showing the arrogance of all beings.

It's Jiang Yuan'er, who is fascinated and aspires to win.

"Divine Venerable." She suppressed her breath and called softly, afraid of disturbing him.

Wan Li turned around, and there was a woman in white standing in the black fog barrier, black and white were like tearing a hole in the night, and seeing her, she looked straight at the sword: "Rebel." ”

Jiang Yuan's eyes fell on the sword, a pair of beautiful eyes with tears on her reddish cheeks, and she laughed: "What is a rebel, the god is dedicated to planning for the right path, and the mistake was mistaken by the village woman, I defended it several times, but the master blindly connived at the village woman to threaten Hongmengzhu to make everyone, what is wrong with me, it is you who are wrong." ”

"Isn't it wrong for you to be innocent and angry? Isn't it wrong for you to ignore Lunchang?" Wan Li doesn't bother with Jiang Yuan's past, just talking about these two things, her fault is a certainty, and it can't be ignored!

"Did the god take a liking to that village woman?" Jiang Yuan asked in disbelief, she looked at Wan Li and quickly looked away, and said to herself: "How come, just a few meals, I like it, the god is actually in love with a village woman, is it not the lard that blinds the heart, haha, how many stunning women in the heavenly clan admire you, but in the end you lost to an ugly girl, haha, God." Jiang Yuan smiled stupidly.

"She has a name and a surname." How can Wan Li care about her crazy nonsense, what he is not angry about is that Jiang Yuan belittles Zhao Chengcheng, and has been getting along for more than half a year, Zhao Chengcheng said less and did more, everything was seen in Yun Li's eyes, and remembered in his heart: "You have been cultivating for many years, but you have ever worried about the food and clothing of the people, and you have never fought for the water source for irrigation, village woman, what qualifications do you have to look down on her, you can't even do one ten-millionth of Zhao Chengcheng." ”

Drunk You voluntarily planted himself in the fields, taking it as an example of letting the people of Xincun read and write, it is easy to say that they don't want to, and they feel that the croppers don't need to be literate, as long as they can press their handprints.

When she heard these words in Zhao Chengcheng's ears, she said that the villagers' fields that could not be learned in the "literacy book" were all recovered, and after a year, they must be able to write their own land deeds and land deeds, and if they want to make a living in her territory, they must abide by her rules.

Literacy, what Wan Li didn't think ordinary people should be able to do, Zhao Chengcheng stubbornly carried it out.

"Shenzun really likes it, I can't let others mention it, she just uses a small good deed to play with Shenzun in the palm of her hand, it's really calculated." Jiang Iris's yin and yang are weird.

"Like it, she deserves it."

"Hahaha, it's worth it?" The woman laughed unbridledly, and her expression was distorted: "Xiao En Xiaohui Shenzun actually thinks it is worth it, I think the village woman has figured out the mind of the Shenzun, the Shenzun wants to eliminate the demons and defend the way, and if you want the world to be good, I can do it." ”

She took a step forward and vowed frankly: "I can do what you want, why don't you want to look at me squarely, why do you want to entangle with that village woman, her methods are filthy and cheap, do men like a shameless woman like her." ”

"Enough!" Wan Li's patience was to the limit, he didn't want to do anything in the demon gully, for fear of alarming the demon lord and causing unnecessary trouble, but Jiang Yuan's repeated provocations, the Buddha is on fire!

The domineering sword qi swayed a crescent-shaped white light in the thick magic gully, Jiang Yuan raised his sword to counterattack, the strength of the two was very different, and she hesitated whether she would die, but was interrupted by the black water boiling in vain in the demon gully.

He fixed his gaze, the long sword in his hand beeped, and a black shadow suddenly appeared in front of him, which engulfed Jiang Iris in an instant, and he rushed into the black shadow quickly, and Jiang Iris was no longer seen everywhere in his eyes, only endless ink remained.

"What's going on?" He muttered to himself.

Xuan Li didn't dare to move forward, the black water is also known as the devouring god soup, once it enters, the consequences are unimaginable.

The black water was boiling just now, and I am afraid that I smelled Jiang Iris's heart and felt demonic, and they had a sense of each other.

"Boom." Zhao Chengcheng's voice came through the black water.

Wan Li's heart jumped, secretly screamed badly, and flashed back to the town, it was noon the next day, and the stove in the kitchen was still hot, and she would take a nap with Baozhu at this time.

Wan Li, who went straight to the main house, did not find Zhao Chengcheng and Baozhu, but only saw the blessing knot left in the cradle bed, which was what he left for Baozhu to protect their mother and daughter, where did everyone go.

In fact, Wanli is also concerned about chaos, drunk travel is in the bookstore, and you can arrive as soon as possible.

There is also the nurse feeding the chickens and washing in the yard, and Zhao Chengcheng can find out where he went.

Wan Li spread out his divine consciousness and went to heaven and earth, and he didn't know why his heart was empty, only when he saw Zhao Chengcheng's face and heard her voice could his heart settle down.

"This is my newly made clothes, you and I are similar in shape, I should be able to wear it." Daigo is really sorry, their husband and wife won't take their children, and they made a mess for Zhao Chengcheng, who came to deliver clothes.

"It's okay, don't wear beads for He Lu in the future." Zhao Chengcheng said.

"How dare you?" Peach Shengzi glanced at the baby in his arms for the rest of his life, and remembered He Lu's bruised face when he swallowed the beads by mistake, and his eyes were red with self-blame.

Zhao Chengcheng is not easy to say, after all, the novice is on the road, who is not the first time to be a parent, she took the clothes and entrusted the jewel to Daigo to take care of it temporarily, and Xiaohe led her back to the hot spring of Forgotten Immortal Mountain to wash.

The hot spring water didn't pass her neck, and the muscle soreness in Zhao Chengcheng's back eased a little bit, and she couldn't help but pillowed on the lotus leaf and sighed slightly: "This is life." ”

"It would be even more perfect if there were more beautiful men with you." Zhao Chengcheng also said casually, it is purely the standard configuration of the fairyland hot spring is the picture of a beautiful man bathing, and she has no interest in the man with an empty face who slashes the chicken in white: "Mo Hongqian is still good." ”

"It's a pity." The comfortable person thought to herself, if Wan Li didn't come back, it would be good, and she could choose according to her ideals, but she could only say this in her heart, after all, it has become an established fact that he is Baozhu's father, and Mo Hongqian can only be a brother and sister.

Before Zhao Chengcheng had time to be sad, a cold voice fell in front of him: "What are you sorry for?"

She was so frightened that she was unstable and slipped into the water, but fortunately, the lotus leaf dragged the person in time, and after stabilizing in a trance, Zhao Chengcheng faced a pair of dark eyes with hidden anger.

She touched a handful of the water on her face, tightened the bath towel on her body, and listened to Wan Li's cool questioning: "It's a pity, it's a pity that you can't meet when you're not married, or it's a pity that you can't get out of the wall!"

"Uh......" Zhao Chengcheng didn't hear the difference between the two sentences, but he already felt the anger of the person in front of him.

She looked at him, knowing that this person was ready to be jealous, and she was a nonsense master about Shang Mo Hongqian's affairs, Zhao Chengcheng didn't want to explain too much, so as not to get darker and darker, so he gaged: "Wan Li, is it good-looking." ”

"What's not good-looking." Wan Li was stunned for a moment, and was still angry that her old love for someone was unforgettable, and when he followed Zhao Chengcheng's raised index finger, his eyes went down slightly, and the moment his eyes touched the water waves, he suddenly felt a heat in his nasal cavity, and he couldn't see anything when his blood and qi surged.