Then it drilled into her body, wandering around her internal organs, stinging her while squeezing her soul and body to further merge.

Wen Qi then realized that her soul and body had not yet truly reached the state of unity of spirit and flesh, and it seemed that they were still far from it.

Feng Ce in the distance frowned slightly, staring at Wen Qi who was wrapped in lightning. It was not until the lightning dissipated and Wen Qi's figure slowly appeared that he slightly relaxed his tense body.

Ten seconds later, the second wave of thunder fell, followed by the third, and the fourth...

Wen Qi could still feel the pain at first, but then her body gradually became numb and she had no feeling at all. She began to worry that her newly evolved immortal body had been cooked by the electric shock.

Many times, she wanted to ask the Secret Book of Metaphysics to come out and help her, but she was unwilling to do so. She wanted to become stronger so that when she returned to see her master, she would be more confident and let her master know that she had been living well outside for so many years.

After countless waves of thunder struck, Wen Qi's consciousness became a little hazy. She could not stand and fell backwards. She lay on the ground and turned into a thunder cocoon.

Just at this moment, the thunderclouds in the sky rolled over and then dissipated reluctantly.

Feng Ce flashed outside the thunder cocoon and raised his hand to touch it, but circles of electric arcs suddenly appeared above the thunder cocoon, preventing outsiders from approaching.

He pursed his lips, anger flashed in his eyes, but he didn't dare to do anything to the cocoon, so he could only wait.

This wait lasted another three days.

The energy of the thunder cocoon gradually became weaker, and finally suddenly cracked, turning into starlight and dissipating in the air.

Inside, the curled-up red figure slowly opened his eyes, stretched as if he had just woken up, stood up and smiled at Feng Ce, "Are you stunned? Don't you recognize me?"

Wearing a bold and passionate red dress, with smooth and beautiful black hair and a bright and brilliant smile. At first glance, it is still the original Wen Qi, but a closer look reveals that there are some differences.

Feng Ce looked at her carefully, and after a while he said, "Your hair has grown longer. These three days seem like a long time." He opened his hands, "Come here."

Wen Qi rushed into his arms and whispered, "Sorry for making you worry."

"No need to apologize." Feng Ce kissed her forehead, "I'm your man, it's my right to worry about you."

Wen Qi smiled, raised her head and kissed the man's thin lips.

Feng Ce let her run wild for a while, then kissed her back hard.

The two of them were affectionate for a while, and Wen Qi suddenly remembered, "Oh no! Yangyang is still at home!" No one was at home for three days, Yangyang wouldn't starve to death, right? !

Feng Ce was also worried about Wen Qi these days and completely forgot about the kid at home, but he was not that worried, "The general is at home, he won't ignore him."

Wen Qi was still a little worried, so he opened the gate and hurried back home.

When she got home, Wen Qi used her soul power to scan and found that there was no one at home! She panicked and teleported downstairs, "General! Where's Yangyang?"

The general came out of the cold star and knelt in front of the two men, "Yangyang was taken away by the Zombie King. I am incompetent. Please punish me, my lord!"

The general was originally a ghost with a very solid body, but now his body was almost becoming transparent, and he had obviously suffered a serious injury.

Feng Ce transferred some soul power to the general, who immediately became a little stronger, but was still kneeling on the ground and unable to get up.

Wen Qi was thinking about the Zombie King. She conjured up a picture of Chen Guanli out of thin air. "Is it him?"

The general looked up and said through gritted teeth, "It was him! He brought a very strange magic weapon, which seriously injured me and took Xiao Hei and Yang Yang away."

Wen Qi frowned, raised his hand and calculated for a while, then disappeared from the spot in an instant.

The general looked gloomy and returned to Hanxing in silence.

In the blink of an eye, Wen Qi appeared in a dark and closed room. As soon as she stood firm, a dark shadow rushed over. A trace of helplessness flashed in Wen Qi's eyes, and she raised her hand to pinch the skin on the back of Xiao Hei's neck.

"Meow?" Xiao Hei called out in confusion, wondering why his master's smell had changed.

Wen Qi let it go and strode to Yang Yang's side. The child had a fever, and Xiao Gui was holding him to cool him down. When he saw Wen Qi, he was obviously relieved, "Yang Yang hasn't eaten for a day."

Wen Qi felt so distressed that she gently touched Yang Yang's forehead with her finger, and the child's temperature dropped. She carefully picked up Yang Yang and said, "Let's go home now."

The kid looked in the direction of the door and asked, "What about those zombies?"

Wen Qi said calmly: "Feng Ce will take care of it, I will take you home first."

The Chen family from Southern Xinjiang, right? If they dare to touch her eldest nephew, there is no need for this Chen family to continue.

In a blink of an eye, they arrived home.

Xiao Hei seemed to be frightened. He raised his paw and observed for several seconds before daring to land. Then he made a puzzled "meow?" again.

The little ghost looked envious, "Has my mother's cultivation level soared along with yours?"

Qing Yi appeared in the kitchen to cook porridge, and knocked on the little ghost's head, "Come and help."

Wen Qi ignored them and took Yang Yang back to change clothes. He didn't take a shower, but used his soul power to clean himself. Halfway through putting on his clothes, Yang Yang woke up, his eyes like black grapes were full of fear. Seeing the familiar environment and Wen Qi in front of him, Yang Yang burst into tears.

Wen Qi hugged the child, caressed his back lovingly, and listened to him crying quietly, allowing him to vent out the fear and grievances in his heart.

Listening to Yangyang's heart-wrenching cry, Wen Qi's eyes became increasingly gloomy, and he wished he could grind Chen Guanli to ashes immediately.

After a while, Yangyang hiccuped and slowly stopped crying.

Wen Qi patted his head, retracted the dark color in his eyes, and said softly: "Yangyang, auntie will get a towel to wipe your face, and then we will go downstairs to eat, okay?"

Yangyang was still sobbing and holding on to Wenqi's clothes tightly.

"Yangyang doesn't want to be separated from auntie, right?" Wen Qi said with a smile, "Then auntie will carry you along, okay?"

Yangyang said "hmm" in a wronged tone.

Wen Qi carried him to the bathroom and wiped his face. Suddenly, she whispered, "I'm sorry. It was my aunt's lack of consideration that caused Yang Yang to be taken away by the bad guys."

Yangyang's eyes were swollen from crying, but she shook her head and said with a thick nasal voice: "Don't blame auntie, it's the bad guys who are bad. Auntie saved me."

Wen Qi smiled and said, "Silly child, go downstairs and eat. Aunt Qingyi has cooked some porridge."

Yangyang opened her arms, "Auntie, hug me."

Wen Qi picked up Yang Yang and walked downstairs, feeling distressed and guilty, "Yang Yang, Auntie promises that I will make those bad guys pay the price."

Yangyang: "Yeah! Auntie is the best!"