欺凌尤娜2

   Zhongshengzhou Zhenbaolou is such a place.

Ordinarily, even the elders in charge of the Jindan elders stationed in the site are rarely qualified to go. It is normal for their husbands to be able to go, but it is different for their wives, concubines and Taoists. Let alone the headquarters, even if they go to Zhongshengzhou I\'m afraid it will be difficult.

therefore.

  Wang Yun, Bai Yuying and the others wanted to know what her husband had paid for.

   In a quiet room.

Pei Huoyu, who was covered with round curves in light armor, couldn\'t help but look at the several female cultivators in front of her. In her heart, Shen Ping\'s wives, concubines, and Taoists were just ordinary monks. Being able to build a foundation and achieve success in this life is the limit of practice. Compared with Shen Ping\'s Class A core member status, female cultivators have a far lower status. To say that the Climbing Dragon Association is exaggerating them.

   In the future, wait for Shen Ping to reach the state of transformation and higher.

  The gap between the two sides will inevitably become wider and wider.

   At that time, the best destination for these female cultivators is to sit down after the life of the Nascent Soul is exhausted.

  That\'s why Pei Huoyu seldom communicated with Yu Yan and Wang Yun. Even if she already knew in her heart that she would become Shen Ping\'s Taoist couple, she never thought of blending in with them.

but now.

  She felt the deep affection in their eyes.

  The impression in my heart can\'t help but change slightly.

  No matter what the aptitudes of these wives, concubines and Taoist couples are, their affection for Shen Ping alone is worth the resources of cultivation and the restricted resources of Zhenbao Building.

  Other monks may not think so.

  But in Pei Huoyu\'s view, she felt it was worth it.

"The five continents and the four seas are approaching catastrophe. Except for Zhongshengzhou and Zhenbaolou headquarters, other areas are very likely to be in desperation. Originally, you, as the family members of Fellow Daoist Shen, are eligible to go to Zhongshengzhou, but Fellow Daoist Shen wants you to get the headquarters. Asylum, being able to enter the headquarters, the practice of forgetting to sleep and eat these days... Now I have finally met the conditions to be able to take you to the headquarters together."

   "In the entire Zhenbao Building, there are only a handful of core members below Yuanying, and there is only one person below Jindan, Shen Daoyou!"

   "Even among the previous core members, he is the only one who can do it!"

  The voice fell.

  Yu Yan Wangyun and other wives and concubines were shocked.

Pei Huoyu\'s voice continued: "Although Fellow Daoist Shen is talented in talisman skills, he has reached this level in just a few years, which is unprecedented. To be honest, when he said that he would take you to the headquarters, no one believed that Fellow Daoist Shen could do it." Do it, including me... One can imagine the pressure that Fellow Daoist Shen was under at that time and in his heart."

   "If this pressure is changed to any monk, it will collapse."

   "But Fellow Daoist Shen made it through..."

  She hasn\'t finished speaking yet.

Standing beside Yu Yan, Wang Yun couldn\'t help the tears from the corners of her eyes. She choked up and murmured: "Wrong, we are all wrong, it turns out that your husband didn\'t neglect us because of his practice, He is just bearing the pressure that we shouldn\'t have to bear, but, instead of understanding our husband\'s difficulties, we are enjoying the resources and environment that many monks can\'t get, while complaining that my husband doesn\'t have time to accompany him!"

   She laughed while crying.

   "Damn Yun\'er, she can\'t help her husband, and all she can do is cause trouble for her husband!"

  Wang Yun muttered and suddenly raised her palm to pat her forehead.

   Move quickly.

  Bai Yuying, Mu Jin and others didn\'t react at all.

  Chick.

  Pei Huoyu\'s eyes were sharp and his hands were quick, and he cast a magic spell, and the magic power of the golden core immediately bound Wang Yun\'s arm.

  Wang Yun fell to her knees on the ground with a bang, her tears kept dripping on the ground, but her voice was calm without any waves, "Senior Pei, please don\'t stop me, Yun\'er doesn\'t want to drag her husband down!"

Bai Yuying, Mu Jin, Yin Honglian, Qiuying and the others looked at Wang Yun silently, but they didn\'t say a word to stop them. They felt as uncomfortable as Wang Yun at the moment. Although they didn\'t want to die like her, their self-blame and guilt were heavy. pressed.

   They even wanted to slap themselves a few times.

  After all, the husband has always been protecting them from the wind and rain, but they have never fulfilled their duties as wives, concubines, and Taoists. They have not really understood their husband Shen Ping, and experienced the difficulty of practicing.

Yu Yan also didn\'t say a word, she turned around with a blank face, staggered step by step out of the quiet room, the moment she stepped through the door, the cold night wind blew Buddha, and her black hair fluttered with the wind, she raised her eyes and looked at the stars all over the sky , a line of clear tears slipped quietly.

this moment.

She seems to have returned to Yunshanfang, back to the mining area where there is no hope. Under the stars, she once had a death wish, but in the end she was rekindled because of the warmth that Shen Ping handed out in the dark. The road of practice.

   Now nearly twenty years have passed.

   Shen Ping remained unchanged.

  He was still the cowardly monk who silently supported everyone behind his back.

  But Yu Yan seems to be no longer the female cultivator who looked like a walking dead. She has become greedy, greedy and wanting more care from her husband.

   It is precisely because of this greed that she cares more about her own feelings and ignores the pressure her husband is under.

  Go to the center of the courtyard.

  The wind is getting stronger.

Yu Yan stared blankly at the door of the main quiet room, she didn\'t blame herself, she didn\'t feel guilty, she was just examining her heart, I don\'t know when it started, that affection was no longer pure, it was caressing, questioning, and more He hesitated.

  Concerned about whether Shen Ping cared more than others, questioned whether Shen Ping cared more about himself, hesitated whether to give himself up.

  All of this is in her heart.

   But until now.

  Yu Yan realized that all her distracting thoughts were ridiculous and meaningless in the face of the pressure her husband was silently bearing.

  The wind howled.

   Drying the tears from the corners of his eyes.

  Yu Yan suddenly stepped up and walked into the main quiet room.

  Seeing Shen Ping sitting cross-legged on the futon and concentrating on studying the scriptures, she stood quietly at the door without moving.

   Time passed little by little.

  The night gradually deepened.

  The stars all over the sky are more shining.

  Shen Ping looked away from the scriptures, and then noticed Yu Yan.

   Haven\'t spoken yet.

  Yu Yan stepped forward with a smile, and said softly: "My husband, I want to go back to the country of Yue."

  Shen Ping asked without thinking: "When?"

"Now."

   Heard this.

  Shen Ping couldn\'t help staring at Yu Yan for a moment, and after confirming that she was serious, he nodded and agreed without asking why: "Okay."

  …

   A moment.

  Pei Huoyu controlled the flying magic weapon, and headed towards the direction of the Twelve Kingdoms in the Northern Yanmao Region at extreme speed under the star-studded night sky. Only she, Shen Ping, and Yu Yan were on the magic weapon.

  It only takes more than half a day for the large flying boat of Zhenbaolou to travel from Lanhai Xiancheng to Yueguo, but it takes two days to fly the magic weapon.

   Whoosh.

  Dunguang cut a light trail in the sky.

  When passing through the dangerous area at such a high speed, no Jiexiu dared to attack.

   Two days later.

  The border of the twelve kingdoms has arrived.

  The magic weapon traveled southwest for another two hours, and then stopped at a remote and barren mountain range.

   "Pei Zhenren."

   "Just wait here."

  The two of them came to a hill not long after they stepped on the clouds.

   In front of a bump in the hills.

  Yu Yan stops.

  Shen Ping stood behind her silently.

   "Husband."

   "This is my master\'s tomb. I have grown up with my master since I was young. All my practice life, techniques, and fighting skills are all learned from my master. In my heart, my master is better than my biological parents."

  Yu Yan\'s voice is very soft.

  With a smile on her lips, she turned to look at Shen Ping, "I brought my husband here this time because I want to marry him in front of the master according to the etiquette of ordinary people in the Yue Kingdom."

  Shen Ping stared at Yu Yan\'s eyes, the pupils were clear and bright, he seemed to understand at once, nodded and said: "Okay."

  No red candle.

   No red hijab.

   There is no red bed either.

   Only the white snake puppet was placed on the mountain bag.

   Two people kneel to the sky first, kneel to the ground second, and kneel to the high hall third.

  After saluting.

  Yu Yan turned sideways and faced Shen Ping, "I, Yu Yan, would like to form a happy relationship with Shen Ping. This love can be learned from the world, and the sun and the moon can clearly understand this love!"

  The sound echoes.

   There is no flaw in her heart anymore.

  Shen Ping touched the pure eyes, and couldn\'t help but take a deep breath, "I, Shen Ping..."

   Finished speaking.

   The two got up.

  Yu Yan glanced at the mountain bag, followed Shen Ping resolutely and left without looking back.

  The white snake puppet on the mountain bag seemed to be smiling.

   In the back where this smile reaches, there seems to be colorful lights shining.

  …

  PS: The status is gradually returning, and the update will officially resume tomorrow, and the follow-up will start to make up.