"He will come back alive." Si Xuan smiled bitterly, but her eyes were resolute.
"Yes, I firmly believe that Fatty Bro will come back alive, and in an incomparably coquettish manner! Sister-in-law, don't worry! Fatty Bro even promised to go to Gold Dipper Planet with me! Furthermore … my intuition has always been accurate. Fatty Bro is my boss, my boss. How can he die before I die? You might not know why I was willing to submit to Fatty Bro, but I can tell you now. It's because when I first saw Fatty Bro, my intuition came from the depths of my soul. He will be the boss that I, Ao Guang, will follow for the rest of my life, and bring me unparalleled glory! "
"Uh … Monkey, don't tell me there's something wrong with your sexual orientation?"
"F * * k off, I'm serious! You don't understand this feeling … I don't either … but I'm sure that Fatty Bro will come back! "
"Thank you. Ao Guang, you don't need to comfort me. I believe more than you that he will come back alive to see me! "
"Cough cough … Sister-in-law, I'm not comforting you. Everything I say comes from the bottom of my heart!"
"Is it fate?" Dean Cheng Wanxiang looked at Ao Guang and thought to himself. Shortly after, he nodded and said, "Alright, you guys go and cultivate well. Don't be discouraged when Fatty Bro comes back …"
"Yes!"
…
Buzz!
Buzz buzz buzz …
"Come here!"
In the Emperor Star Secret Realm, Chen Hao waved his hand and bound the crazed Wan Yishui to his side.
"Suppress him!"
Buzz!
Buzz buzz buzz!
Mysterious runes overflowed from the space between Chen Hao's eyebrows, directly imprinting on Wan Yishui's glabella.
"Ah …" Wan Yishui let out a scream of terror. His crazed and unfocused eyes finally regained consciousness. Looking at Fatty Bro who was holding him in his arms, Wan Yishui's tears flowed out. He turned his face to the side, not daring to look at Chen Hao, and said, "Fatty, you just like to see me make a fool of myself, right? I'm begging you, let me into your mind, I don't want to face it again … "
"You pig, you don't believe Fatty Bro's words? I already told you, this is the Immortal Emperor Tomb. What is this? It can block almost everything, but in front of it, we have no secrets. Even the mental space exists in name only! "
"Then let me die … I don't want to drag you down!"
"F * ck! Who do you think I am? Since I, Fat Bro, brought you here, I will bring you out! If we die, we die together. If we live, we live together! "
"Fatty … I know you're a good person … but I can't let you die with me because of my selfishness! I've already made up my mind … "As Wan Yishui said this, he suddenly thought of something. His face suddenly became so red that it almost dripped blood. However, he resolutely raised his head, looked into Chen Hao's eyes, and said in an extremely low voice," Unless you … you want … want me, and … dual cultivate with me … "
One thousand and five hundred years.
They had already stepped into the Emperor Star Secret Realm for a total of 1,500 years. They had fought countless times, killed countless times, and faced countless life and death situations … Chen Hao, the God of Slaughter who had once dominated the world with his own strength, no longer had that kind of strength that could sweep across those of the same level. Instead, every step he took was difficult, and every step he took was filled with trepidation. Even so, the dangerous situations where he barely managed to survive in the cracks of death were always with him …
The powerful Xiao Mantian and his wife, the high and mighty Young Master of Saber and Sword Ding Hao, who looked down upon the world, the Young Master of Divine Movement, Feng Wuying, who possessed incredible battle prowess, and the two peerless sword geniuses, Qing Yang and Miao Xuan, were all existences that Chen Hao couldn't fight against for the time being!
In these one thousand and five hundred years, Chen Hao had encountered these experts, but he could only avoid them …
However, the main reason was Wan Yishui. If not for Wan Yishui, the God of Slaughter Chen Hao would not have any restrictions. With his concealment skills and Great Teleportation Technique, he could go anywhere he wanted.
This was something that Wan Yishui had seen very clearly after experiencing many dangers together. At the beginning, she could only follow the fatty because of her desire to survive. But now, Wan Yishui finally did not want to persist. Because the token had been activated, but she had not been summoned out. To be precise, she had not connected with the outside world's summoning aura. Where was her hope? Moreover, the fatty had already sacrificed enough for her. At the same time, she also saw that in the near future, the fatty would be destroyed because of her. Rather than dragging the fatty down with her, it was better for her to let go early.
After all, in this Immortal Emperor Tomb, even entering the fatty's mind was useless.
No matter what, she was filled with gratitude towards the wretched and shameless fatty. Because she knew that if the fatty wanted to give up on her, she would have no way to resist. She would have died long ago. How could she have survived until now?
And in this situation, dual cultivation with Chen Hao's soul and flesh, linking her mind and will, was the only way to save her life and not be a burden to Chen Hao. It could also help Chen Hao.
After one thousand and five hundred years of life and death together, Wan Yishui had no complaints and was willing to give herself to the fatty. Even if she died in the end, it could be considered as repaying the fatty for taking care of her for one thousand and five hundred years.
This was love.
This was love.
People were afraid of falling in love.
In the past, the Prince Charming in her dreams should have been a handsome, talented, and talented young man with unparalleled combat strength. Even though fate had entangled her with the fatty, and she had been amazed by the fatty's amazing talent time and time again, she had never thought that she would fall in love with the fatty. This was because the fatty's image was not flattering at all. He was completely different from the perfect dao companion she had envisioned. But now …
The fatty was the most perfect person in her eyes.
So handsome, so confident, so cute … (Please don't vomit. Beauty is in the eye of the beholder.)
In fact, once a person fell in love, their appearance was nothing more than fleeting clouds.
"Uh …"
The fatty looked at Wan Yishui, who had become tender and charming due to shyness, and her eyes were filled with pleading and endless emotions. He was stunned and awkwardly scratched his head.
What to do?
This brother had promised the girls to keep his chastity …
But, it seemed, it seemed, this was really going with the flow? It was very, very natural, and it was natural to the point of being forced …
What about agreeing? Should I agree, or should I agree?
What about being a beast, a beast, or a beast? I can't be worse than a beast …
I really don't know how to begin, and I don't know how to end …
"Sister Shui, this … this …"
"You don't need to take responsibility. Everything was done by my own will. It has nothing to do with you. Your dao companion is prettier than me, and has an S grade divine ability. No matter what, she is stronger than me … Please don't worry. If we can get out of here alive, I will pretend that nothing happened between us … as long as … as long as you occasionally … occasionally … remember me … if … if … if you can secretly see me …"
"Cough cough …" Chen Hao was a little dumbfounded. Wasn't this the legendary mistress? Sister Shui was actually willing to be his mistress?
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