Chapter 582: The Merciless Emperor Descends to Earth to Experience the Tribulation and the Girl Who Wants to Blaspheme the Gods (37)
This relaxing time made Zong Qingchuan think that she began to open her heart to accept him, so she had a smile on her face every day.
Her attitude softened day by day. Not only did she coax him when she was happy, she also showed concern for him occasionally. She was no longer cold and self-deprecating in her words to him. The two of them had countless topics to talk about every day.
Zong Qingchuan taught her all the professions he had learned, including refining elixirs, refining weapons, and drawing talismans. He also bought a lot of beasts and taught her how to subdue beasts. Lin Muching learned them all.
The only thing Zong Qingchuan didn't teach her was the formation.
She could guess at once what he was thinking.
But it doesn't matter, she has her own way.
And as days like this go by.
Zong Qingchuan seemed to have become a tyrant. He stayed in the formation every day, lingered with her day and night, and bought many special books.
The first time I asked her to do research directly, and when I was in the mood, I couldn't avoid it at all. It was like a new world of positions had been opened up...
More than five months passed like this.
Nine days left in the countdown.
The expression of the man who was becoming more and more clingy day by day began to become difficult to identify. One time, she saw him talking with Ge Yu in the formation, and a single sentence caused the world of immortal cultivation to turn upside down in order to seize the treasure.
The pair of narrow, dark eyes in front of her revealed vulnerability from time to time, which softened her heart.
More times.
"Zong Qingchuan." She couldn't help but comfort him, and kissed his eyes in the look of surprise and delight.
Zong Qingchuan hugged her tightly in the yard and kissed her back, his voice low, "Master, I'm beginning to fear the days after you leave."
Lin Muqing felt as if her heart was being held tightly. Not only did he feel uncomfortable, she felt uncomfortable too. She just hoped that he could get through this ordeal quickly.
"We shouldn't have been together in the first place. This was stolen. Don't think about me anymore after I'm gone."
"That way you won't be sad."
Zong Qingchuan's happy expression had not yet faded, but was shattered by her words. All his joy, anger, sorrow and happiness were caused by her. Perhaps this was a disaster.
But he was really willing to do it, after all, joy outweighs sorrow.
"So, Master, you won't come again?" His eyes were scarlet and he was close to collapse.
Seeing that she was silent, he was troubled and his heart ached. He only hated that there were so many things between them. Why couldn't he have been born a few years earlier so that he could practice and ascend together with his master?
"Can you promise me that you will wait for me?" There was a pleading tone in her words, but Zong Qingchuan's tone was fierce and powerful. He stared at her straight, and when she turned her head away, he held her face and turned back, foreheads touching theirs. Looking at the complex emotions in her eyes, he made another request!
"Don't marry anyone else. I will continue to work hard and strive to ascend to your world as soon as possible!"
"OK!"
He has not neglected his cultivation these days. Zong Qingchuan is not only powerful, but also has abilities and ideas. He is a grandmaster of formations.
In this god-imprisoning formation, he relied on building an array within an array to practice, and a spirit-gathering array to transfer the spiritual energy of spirit stones for practice.
He also set up a series of illusion arrays, in which he fought with illusory holy beasts to train himself.
Lin Muqing knew his efforts and hesitated for a long time before saying:
"I can't make you a promise."
The corners of Zong Qingchuan's lips drooped, and there was a hint of pain in his eyes, looking as pitiful as a homeless puppy.
Her heart ached, and she couldn't help blurting out:
"At most... I will go into seclusion when I return, usually for a hundred years."
She still couldn't bear it and wanted to say no.
"Okay, as long as you don't marry someone else."
Zong Qingchuan always believed that she liked him, so he put away his pitiful look.
He placed her on the stone table, placed his arms on her waist, leaned over her, and gazed at her face lovingly, looking at her infatuatedly.
Above her head are peach blossoms all over the sky and a handsome man.
"Master, kiss me."
He looked at her with eyes that were seeking affection and he sucked on her collarbone, making a sound and making numbness in her bones.
If she lowered her lips slightly, they would touch his full, white forehead. Let him do as he wished, for the last time.
After the kiss, Zong Qingchuan became so excited that he couldn't control himself.
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The result of a crazy night is... still being energetic. Lin Muqing attributed it to the fact that the body of a cultivator is different.
Quietly sensing the formation outside that imprisoned her.
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