Demon Dragon Emperor

Chapter 2603 Finally won Iraq's heart

Tang Yi's tender body trembled, all the emotions were concentrated on her face.

"That proves that I have laid down a piece of land for you!"

This sentence has been lingering in her mind for a long time.

"Hmph, bastard!"

After a long time, Tang Yi dropped these few words, and her tender body passed Su Han with a gust of fragrant wind.

Looking at her beautiful back, Su Han couldn't help but smile.

It would be great if it could go on like this...

Why didn't he want Tang Yi to follow him and enter the medium star field?
Why didn't he want Tang Yi to be with him all the time, travel across the world, travel around the world, and stand at the top?
But Tang Yi's cultivation base does not allow him to make such a choice!

At that moment just now, Su Han also thought about letting Tang Yi enter the Holy Child Sumeru Ring, practice with the Kunpeng Holy Body, increase her lifespan with blood crystals, and at the same time improve her martial arts cultivation.

But Tang Yi, after all, does not have any special physique, nor is he a reborn person like Su Han.

In the Holy Child Sumeru Precepts, there is no other good fortune, only the spirit crystal can be used to practice step by step, step by step.

He has high aptitude, but what can he do without other chances?

Such as the Yin-Yang Saber Saint, such as the head of the Taixu Sect, such as those sub-immortal-level superpowers, which one, when young, was not a generation of arrogance, and was called a figure of the evildoer generation?

But how long did it take them to reach the peak of the Yaxian level?

10 million years? 20 million years?

even longer!

The most important point -

Even if Su Han really has the ability, in these ten years, he used the holy son Xu Mijie to forcibly accumulate Tang Yi's cultivation to the peak of the sub-immortal level.

But Tang Yi lacked experience!
From Tang Yi's birth to now, it has only been a few decades?

Regarding the sinister and cunning of human nature, Tang Yi still knows too little. Compared with her cultivation, Su Han would rather give her the scheming of an old monster.

"Medium star field, it's too big..."

After being silent for a long time, Su Han's eyes followed the place where Tang Yi left.

"At this moment, you are not suitable to go..."

……

Time, just like this day by day.

Su Han has always stayed in the Tang family and was treated as a guest of honor.

That Gu Yuexing's most powerful force, the lord of Mie Shenzong, had brought Mie Shenzong up and down without missing anyone, and came a hundred miles away from the Tang family in person to apologize to Su Han.

Su Han was also not interested in doing anything to them. With his position, it doesn't matter whether he kills or not for a sect like Mie Shenzong.

The branches and leaves of the big willow tree have been scattered all over the place, and the whole branch needs several people to embrace it together.

Su Han sat on the stone bench, holding a bamboo book in his hand, wondering what he was reading.

Tang Yi passed by him, glanced curiously, and couldn't help saying: "There are no words on it, what are you looking at? A book without words?"

"There is indeed no writing on it."

Su Han smiled slightly: "But there is you."

Tang Yi was taken aback, and looked over again.

I saw that under the reflection of the sun, although it was a little blurry, the beautiful figure could still be reflected on the smooth bamboo book.

"Hate!"

Tang Yi blushed, turned around and ran towards the square.

Practice, day after day, year after year.

This was an extremely boring thing, but for Tang Yi, the days when Su Han existed seemed to be full of joy every moment.

However, as time approached, the reluctance in Tang Yi's heart became more and more intense.

She is no longer the little kid she used to be.

She clearly knew that she was Tang Yi, not Liu Qingyao.

He knew more clearly that he was living for Tang Yi!

Su Han is like a mud pit, Tang Yi has sunk deep into it, she can't struggle out, and she doesn't want to struggle.

……

Nine years passed quickly.

On this day, there was a buzzing sound from the holy son Sumeru Precepts.

There was a woman, peerless in style, who walked out of it as if she did not eat incense from the world.

"Success?"

Feeling the aura coming from Ren Qinghuan, Su Han smiled.

"Ah."

Ren Qinghuan nodded: "How long has it been?"

"Nine years outside, 6000 years inside the Sumeru Precepts of the Holy Son." Su Han said.

"It's so long..."

Ren Qinghuan murmured, but didn't say anything more.

Thirty-six thousand years, one-tenth of them are in real cultivation.

The remaining nine tenths are only for that moment of epiphany!
Just like the Yin-Yang Saber Saint back then, if it weren't for the Duanming Cliff of the Three Emperor Mountains, it would be impossible for him to break through the fairyland and enter the middle star field until now.

"There's still a year left."

Su Han stretched out his hand and hugged Ren Qinghuan into his arms.

He opened his mouth and nibbled on Ren Qinghuan's earlobe, making this cold, cold-hearted goddess tremble.

Struggling like wanting to refuse or greet is useless in Su Han's arms.

"I'll give you the bride price you asked for."

Su Han said softly: "Tell me, what kind of wedding do you want?"

"I……"

Ren Qinghuan felt that her whole body was about to go limp, and her fair face was like a ripe apple at this moment, extremely alluring.

She, after all, is her.

No matter how powerful Su Han was, she still struggled out, lowered her head and said in a low voice: "I don't want a wedding yet, I still have one thing to do, I'll talk about it after the wedding."

"what's up?"

Su Han showed doubts: "If I knew you had something to do, wouldn't it be okay for me to help you during your retreat?"

"I'm afraid you don't want to do this." Ren Qinghuan gave Su Han a sideways look.

"I am willing to do anything about you." Su Han said in a deep voice.

"When will you start talking like this? It seems that during my retreat, someone is not alone!" Ren Qinghuan snorted coquettishly.

"Have you learned to tease me?"

Su Han pretended to be angry, rushed to Ren Qinghuan, and picked him up.

"what are you doing?!"

Ren Qinghuan was taken aback, and said in a low voice: "This is the Tang family, be careful not to be seen by others, you should put me down quickly."

"No, I won't let you say anything this time!"

Su Han hugged Ren Qinghuan, and walked towards the room step by step: "Have you ever heard of Bawang taking the bait?"

"You...you hate it!" Ren Qinghuan couldn't struggle, so she stopped struggling.

However, her heart was tense and at the same time a little hesitant.

"boom!"

The door of the room was kicked open, and Su Han's body surged with cultivation power, which turned into a light curtain, isolating the entire room.

"After entering the medium star field, I'm afraid we will be separated, and we don't know when we want to see each other again."

Su Han put Ren Qinghuan on the bed, his figure slightly bent down, making Ren Qinghuan's face even redder.

"Didn't you say that when you introduce yourself to others in the future, you will definitely say that you are Su Han's wife, not the owner of Tianshan Pavilion?"

"Then tell me, how... can you become my wife?"

Ren Qinghuan was short of breath, watched that delicate face, and approached it a little bit, but in her mind, there was no thought of struggling anymore.

(End of this chapter)