The cohabiting fairy emperor of the female president

Long Qingcheng's death was witnessed with his own eyes.

If there is any breath left, it is impossible to hide it from his and Xiong Zhengyang's eyes.

No matter how miraculous the spiritual power of medicine is, it is impossible to resurrect from the dead.

Although Tan Yushan was curious, it was a top secret matter, and he did not expect Xiao Zhe to be able to tell.

Only this time, unexpectedly, Xiao Zhe did not hide anything.

　 Xiao Zhe patted Long Qingcheng's hand, then stood up and said with a smile: "I just went to the Netherworld!"

　 "Netherworld!"

Tan Yushan and Xiong Zhengyang's eyes widened instantly.

Nether world, that is a place that only the soul can step into.

Moreover, it is not an ordinary soul, but the place where the soul goes after a person dies.

　 "Not bad!"

Xiao Zhe nodded with a faint smile, and said, "No one can stop the person I Xiao Zhe wants to save!"

Immediately afterwards, he exuded an aura that made Long Qingcheng feel obsessed.

I saw that his body with his back to Tan Yushan suddenly turned around, and said: "Qingcheng is my love, my woman, even if it is the king of heaven, I can't miss it."

　 "Otherwise, even if I crush the Nine Heavens, I will kill him!"

boom!
Breath burst.

A flickering aura illuminates the entire room.

Seeing this, Li Ziyuan finally understood why this man could always perform miracles.

That is the unyielding tenacity, the arrogance that never bows its head.

This character is originally the necessary spirit for a swordsman monk.

However, in front of Xiao Zhe, they only had shame.

No wonder Xiao Zhe's swordsmanship is far superior to theirs.

It's ironic that a monk who majors in the way of spear has a level of swordsmanship that is still higher than those of them.

In fact, they just don't know Xiao Zhe's real identity.

If one learns that he is the Immortal Emperor, all the miracles are not considered miracles.

　 "Young and promising."

Xiong Zhengyang smiled lightly, and continued: "No matter what the process is, it's good that people are rescued."

Tan Yushan nodded at the same time. As for what Xiao Zhe said, he went to the Netherworld, he would never believe it.

If you step into that place, it is impossible to come back.

If not, how could there be no precedent for the resurrection of the dead in the world.

In addition, the physical body dies, leaving only the soul, and the only way to go is to seize the house.

　 Xiao Zhe didn't care whether they believed it or not, in short, what he said was all fact.

In the future, he must protect the people around him.

Things like this must never happen a second time.

After a while, Xiong Zhengyang spoke again and said, "Brother Xiao, the Night Stalker has broken the seal. We are running out of time, so I will go to retreat now."

　 "I wish Mr. Xiong all the best." Xiao Zhe said with a light smile.

Xiong Zhengyang's cultivation is only half a foot away from stepping into the Dao realm.

His ancestor, in front of the Night Lord, couldn't help but feel powerless.

However, Feng Chenzi was able to suppress the devil for several years, and he was not far behind.

　 "If you don't step into the Dao Harmony Realm, I swear you won't leave the gate!"

Xiong Zhengyang narrowed his eyes slightly, and then his figure disappeared, only the voice came, "The pinnacle of swordsmanship is called a saint, and stagnation is just a name for nothing!"

Hearing the sound, Xiao Zhe smiled lightly and said, "The Qianhe Sword Sect is about to be born as a strong man."

　 "How do you know?" Tan Yushan asked.

Xiao Zhe didn't answer, but looked at Tan Yushan and said, "Brother Tan, your sword comprehension is far inferior to that of Old Xiong."

After saying that, Xiao Zhe turned around and left with Long Qingcheng, leaving only Tan Yushan and Li Ziyuan with confused faces.

However, Li Ziyuan seems to have grasped some meaning from this sentence.

Yes, the title of Sword Master is nothing more than a false name.

It is also such a false name that stopped the kendo monk's heart to move forward.

Swordsmen are always on the way to become stronger.

As long as you slack off a little, you will lose your sword heart.

Xiong Zhengyang obviously wanted to understand this point. His retreat this time does not involve the safety of other worlds, nor does it have anything to do with Qianhe Sword Sect.

Just for his own kendo, to a higher level.

Just ask, throwing away the series of troubles, how can the cultivation base stop advancing under a pure state of mind.

Soon after Xiao Zhe left, Tan Yushan also left Li Ziyuan's room.

Since Xiao Zhe said that his understanding of the way of the sword is not enough, then he should devote himself to practice.

As long as you work hard, you can always make up for the shortcomings.

Furthermore, his cultivation base has reached the state of distraction, and it is impossible to break through in a short time.

Then study swordsmanship first-line and improve your own combat power.

Think back then, how high-spirited he was when he won the title of Sword Immortal.

But he didn't want to, as time went by, he was only immersed in complacency.

Go to his talent, go to his bottleneck ceiling.

As a swordsman, he must break the shackles.

Dare to ask God, what is a bottleneck, what is going against the sky.

Ruuo Tiandao exists only to restrict practitioners.

This day, don't worry about it.

I want to step on the broken road, but Mo Yan stops and doesn't move forward.

He, Tan Yushan, has his own way to go, so why should he care about other people's opinions.

Without talent, it is absolutely impossible, otherwise how could he be titled Sword Immortal.

In front of the door.

Xiao Zhe looked at the streamer that escaped, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

　 "Master, your words seem to have worked."
Long Qingcheng held Xiao Zhe's arm with both hands.

A pair of water-like eyes, slightly curved, looked at his resolute face.

　 "Not too stupid!"

Xiao Zhe smiled, and then, amidst Long Qingcheng's exclamation, he carried her into the door.

On the bed, the two looked at each other.

Long Qingcheng looked shyly at Xiao Zhe, and said, "Master, what do you want to do?"

　 "you guess."

Xiao Zhe grinned, and then kissed Long Qingcheng's red lips reflecting the moist light.

In the entrance, a sweet fragrance spreads all over the body.

Long Qingcheng's delicate body was slightly stiff, as if an electric current passed by, and then her body softened.

She had been looking forward to this moment for a long time.

When it really came, it was so unbelievably nervous.

She and Xiao Zhe had already communicated in spirit and soul.

But right now, it is different, it comes from the physical sense of touch.

Gradually, the two were enveloped by the aura between heaven and earth.

Only the dress, and the pair of fishnet stockings she put on her legs flew out.

The spirit-gathering formation and the sound-proof formation are double formations, completed in a flick of a finger.

But Xiao Zhe stopped all his movements, and looked at the beautiful woman in front of him with embarrassment.

This is Xiao Zhe, the first time he saw Long Qingcheng's body, it was so flawless.

Seeing this, Long Qingcheng raised her beautiful eyes shyly, and asked, "What's wrong?"

Smelly man, really annoying.

I have never seen people so embarrassed.

Halfway through the road, I stopped. What does it mean?
Xiao Zhe touched his head in embarrassment, and said, "I"

　 "Well!!!"

Seeing Xiao Zhe hesitate, how could Long Qingcheng bear it.

Immediately turned around and pushed Xiao Zhe down instead.

She was lying on Xiao Zhe's chest, exhaling lightly, her watery eyes flashed with an intoxicating light.

　 "Master, Qingcheng wants to be your real woman, whether it's spirit or body, fulfill me, okay?"

After the words fell, those delicate red lips kissed the corner of Xiao Zhe's lips.

Two drops of clear tears ran across his cheeks and flowed down Xiao Zhe's chin.

Touching the skin, the feeling of coolness instantly spread throughout Xiao Zhe's consciousness.

Long Qingcheng also knew that his worry was nothing more than fear of losing the power of the Dao.

But Long Qingcheng didn't care, she belonged to Xiao Zhe, not to mention the power of Dao.

The power of the Great Dao is lost, and the worst result is nothing more than turning back into the Purple Flame Python.

Even so, her own strength will still not weaken.

To be with Xiao Zhe, she doesn't care if they belong to the Dragon Clan or not.

Moreover, with the improvement of her bloodline, she has become a golden dragon of five colors.

Big deal, just be an ordinary dragon clan.

As long as it can improve Xiao Zhe's strength, she is willing to do anything.

Xiao Zhe can break into the Netherworld for her, and she can also give everything for Xiao Zhe.

As a woman, how lucky she was to meet a man like Xiao Zhe.

What's more, as a spiritual pet, she has the responsibility to meet all Xiao Zhe's needs.

But Xiao Zhe never considered himself a master to her, but treated her as a real person.

Long Qingcheng also changed from initial gratitude to love.

If we say that she used to just want to find a way out for herself.

Well, now is the time for her to put all her heart into it.

Gradually, Long Qingcheng lost himself in the world intoxicated with Xiao Zhe.

Xiao Zhe hugged the beauty in his arms tightly, and let Long Qingcheng do whatever he wanted.

This girl has done too many things for him.

Non-vegetation, ruthless Practice makes perfect.

It's just that he, Xiao Zhe, He De and He Neng, was contaminated with so much love in the world of mortals.

Roar!
A five-color golden dragon shone with phantom, broke through the barrier of the formation, and enveloped the entire room.

That was the manifestation of the power of the Great Dao, and Long Qingcheng was using his own power to help Xiao Zhe improve his cultivation.

Xiao Zhe, who closed his eyes, opened them.

He took a look, and kissed Long Qingcheng who was still very serious, feeling pity.

Xiao Zhe stroked her cheek and swore to himself that he would never allow his woman to be hurt again.

Strength, he wants to improve his strength.

It was because of his great strength that he entered the Netherworld.

If not for being the Immortal Emperor himself, he would have no hope of saving Long Qingcheng.

Many things in the world are involuntary.

Only strength can do what you want to do.

He wants to break away from those many restrictions, and smash everything that he can't help himself.

From now on, in Xiao Zhe's body, there is no involuntary control, only whether to do or not to do.

Man is determined to conquer nature, no matter how ordinary his background is, as long as he has the determination, he can achieve the unattainable.

Besides, he is an immortal emperor, but when it comes to his background, he is much better than ordinary people.

Thinking about this worldly trip, he gained much more than what he lost.

Wonderland!When the emperor returns, let me, Xiao Zhe, remember you forever.

boom!
Xiao Zhe's breath exploded.

The aura of Yuan Yin power merged with his Yuan Yang power.

The avenue power of both sides seems to have found a home.

Once collided, there is already a strong sense of intimacy.

In the end, what worried Xiao Zhe never happened.

The power of the Great Dao in Long Qingcheng's body quickly returned to its original place after merging with him.

Although the power of the Dao has not changed in this fusion.

However, the respective backgrounds of both sides have made a qualitative leap.

　 "Master, Qingcheng is so tired."

After an unknown amount of time, Long Qingcheng looked at Xiao Zhe with a slightly pale face.