Fast Transmigration: Black Moonlight Sharks Are Crazy in Shura Field

After struggling for a while, Pei Ruomian finally understood what Fu Yaoguang meant.

She looked at Fu Yaoguang delicately, and she only had one sentence in her heart: Your boy is lucky!
Fu Yaoguang smiled slightly, hiding his merit and fame deeply.

"I have nothing to give you any advice," Pei Ruomian drooped her eyelids, her clothes were messy and tightly wrapped, she still couldn't hold back, and stabbed: "The way of Taoist Lord is better than mine."

Fu Yaoguang just took it as a compliment and accepted it all.

Pei Ruomian dropped a sentence: "If you want to know whether Her Highness the Princess loves you or not, you can ask her about getting married. If she likes you, she will definitely agree."

Fu Yaoguang looked at her back and narrowed his eyes.

Pei Ruomian would lie to him. She said before that marriage would kill the relationship between the two, but now she wants him to take the initiative to mention it to Ling Chan?
He won't do it!

Wait... I seem to be cultivating the way of ruthlessness... I want to cut off love and love, cut off the world...

Fu Yaoguang wanted to go back to Ling Chan's carriage, but he was afraid that Ling Chan would still be angry, so he simply sat cross-legged on the shaft of the carriage and started to practice, the clean energy of the world was attracted by him, gathering in an endless stream.Hovering, spinning in this piece of woodland.

In the carriage, Ling Chan who was lying on the bed also opened her eyes, turned over and sat up, crossed her legs and began to practice.

In the camp, Wushan cultivators were startled by the huge clear energy and started to practice one after another.

This night was spent in diligent practice.

When the sun was about to rise, Ling Chan lifted the curtain of the car and called Fu Yaoguang in.

The inside of the carriage is very big, it can fit a bed for Ling Chan, a screen as a partition, and there is room for a few chairs outside the screen.

All these things for enjoyment were put away by Ling Chan.

Now, in front of her is a short desk with a piece of paper and two pens spread out on it.

Ling Chan half rolled up her sleeves and was rubbing the ink, the clear water in the inkstone was stained with ink little by little, making it no longer clean.

She opened the mouth and said: "The team stayed here for two days, waiting for the children of Wushan who were scattered in various places. Now, those who want to come and those who come back have arrived. We are about to set off for Wushan."

Ling Chan stopped what she was doing, turned her head to look at Fu Yaoguang, and said in a low voice: "I don't know where our path lies, whether we can defeat the white mist, whether we can come back alive... I want to write to my father A letter."

Perhaps, this is her last letter.

Fu Yaoguang seemed to be aware of what Ling Chan wanted to say, he knelt and sat opposite Ling Chan with a solemn face and concentrated expression.

"I want to introduce you to Father." Ling Chan bent her eyes and said with a gentle smile, "His daughter has a husband whom she always misses!"

She laughed sadly.

Fu Yaoguang put his hand on the back of her hand and whispered: "I will protect you, and we will come back alive."

He was objective and arrogant, and said softly: "In this world, no one can defeat me."

Fu Yaoguang's self-confidence can touch many people, but there is a high probability that Ling Chan is not included among them. Ling Chan just handed him the pen and asked with a smile: "Do you want to say hello to my father?"

Fu Yao lighted up the pen and letter paper. He saw the girl's beautiful handwriting on the paper, and wrote to him earnestly: "Mr. Fu Dao is a reliable person. He always falls from the sky when I am anxious and worried, and saves me from fire and water...he said No matter what, he will like me, his liking is unconditional, but I don’t believe it! Because doesn’t it make my liking so pure! I like him conditionally!”

"Because he is always reliable, I like him! If he is not reliable, I will definitely not like him!"

His eyes stayed on the paper for too long, and Ling Chan found that his eyes had been staring at her letter, she blushed, pressed her handwriting angrily, and said dissatisfiedly: "Hurry up and write yours! Read what I wrote!"

Fu Yaoguang nodded docilely, and wrote with a pen: "His Majesty the Emperor Yan, hello... A certain third life is lucky to have the favor of the princess..."

"Wen Zou Zou's." Ling Chan muttered.

Fu Yao was not allowed to read her own letter, but she stared at Fu Yaoguang's letter endlessly. Not only did she read it, but she also wanted to criticize it.

"Do you know what it means for a girl to bring her favorite man home to meet her parents in the country of Yan?"

Fu Yaoguang honestly shook his head.

Before meeting Ling Chan, his voice was only about cultivation, he had never entered the world, and he didn't care about the customs of the world.

"I want to get married with him! Two hearts are happy, and we will be together forever!" Ling Chan said: "You wrote this letter very politely, but it's not polite enough!"

As the man, you have to take the initiative to propose marriage!

Fu Yaoguang: "..."

His face was blushing, and he rarely stammered: "We just expressed our love to each other yesterday, and we are going to propose marriage to your father today?"

"If we can come back alive, this letter will never have a chance to be sent. If we can't come back, then what do you care about it? Write it quickly, let my father know that you are there, and wait for us If he dies, he will probably make a yin relationship between us, and let us stay together underneath."

Ling Chan snorted: "You can write boldly without worry!"

Fu Yaoguang still hesitated.

Ling Chan straightened her upper body, held Fu Yaoguang's face in her hands, and kissed him on the lips, "Can you write?"

Fu Yaoguang: "..."

His whole body was flushed, and the corners of his eyes were full of charm, staring straight at Ling Chan, his eyes were like brushed malt candy.

"Do you not like me?" Ling Chan asked dissatisfiedly, then lowered her head and pecked Fu Yaoguang's face again.

Fu Yaoguang: "...I didn't."

His voice was hoarse and terrifying.

Ling Chan snorted coldly, she lowered her head, and wanted to repeat the same trick, the world in front of her suddenly spun.

With a bang, Fu Yaoguang pressed her heavily on the table. The table shook when it hit, and the inkstone slipped from the table, splashing ink all over the floor.

Ling Chan didn't feel any pain.

Fu Yaoguang's palm rested on her lower back, preventing her from hitting the edge of the wood directly.

Fu Yaoguang was looking down at her, with red eyes and red lips, like a seductive mountain ghost.

He pressed down.

Ling Chan held her breath.

The lips are attached to each other, and the bodies are attached to each other.

The young man's body was well-defined, with hard muscles sticking to Ling Chan's body, exuberantly hot, not at all like Fu Yaoguang's usual cold and cheerless appearance.

Ling Chan could feel his scorching heat, which made her burn too.

She heard Fu Yaoguang's violent heartbeat, beating her heart one after another.

Suddenly, Ling Chan tasted some kind of fishy and salty taste...is it blood?

Ling Chan's eyes widened and she struggled, while Fu Yaoguang pressed her tightly and gave him a mouthful of blood.

"What are you doing!?" It was not easy for Fu Yaoguang to let go, and Ling Chan wiped her mouth angrily, and said angrily, "I kiss you, why do you force me to drink blood!"

Fu Yaoguang licked his lips, the sticky water made Chan's face hot, "This trip is dangerous," Fu Yaoguang said seriously, "There is spiritual power in my blood, which can quickly improve your cultivation."

"My heart's blood can make you go straight to the stage of transformation."

Ling Chan: "...in your eyes, am I this kind of person?"

"Safety and life are the most important." Fu Yaoguang smiled and said, "You asked me to write a marriage letter, so I should give you a bride price, right?"

"I don't want it!" Ling Chan refused: "Drinking human blood to boost your cultivation, I'm not an evil cultivator! I don't do such things!"