My wife is the reborn boss

Maybe parents can live more easily without him?

For more than ten years, in order to go back, he deliberately alienated himself from this world, because if he had any concerns, would he still insist on going back?

But in the end there is still concern.

He remembered what his master had said to him before he died.

He was 15 years old that year. One day before he left the mountain, Qu Wuming said to him with a gentle face, "Remember, we must always remain rational, because if we are emotional, our hearts will soften. For the sake of the world." Taiping, we can take advantage of everything, so we can't be soft-hearted. Ah Qiong, you have done a good job, better than your senior brother, and you have graduated from the teacher."

At that time, he asked Master, "Master, have you never been truly moved?"

There seemed to be melancholy in the master's eyes, "That's not important anymore, I have made a choice for the teacher. Now, I am also liberated."

Qu Wuming died in front of Wu Qiong.

On that day, he left the teacher.

It's a pity that Qu Wuming didn't know that he was a time traveler with an adult soul in his body.

Peace in the world?He doesn't care, he just wants to go home.

Alienated from the world?He was just a visitor.

it's so lonely

So when they approached him, he didn't refuse.

Deliberately approach?He is alone, so what is there to use.

And what if it is used?He doesn't care.

The faces of the parents began to blur, and the three pretty faces gradually became clear.

"I thought we were friends." This was the girl with narrowed eyes under the setting sun.

"Wu Qiong, Wu Qiong, I will call you Brother Poor from now on." This is the girl in palace costume with a sweet smile.

"What's your name?" This is the girl with a slightly raised face, tears in her eyes but raised lips.

The figures of the ten innate masters gradually enlarged in his eyes, and Wu Qiong smiled.

He closed his eyes, buried his melancholy in his heart, opened his eyes, and found a peaceful place.

"Why do they all treat me so well? I really don't want to let go of any of them." He murmured.

So, don't die here!

With firm eyes, he raised the wooden sword, "The third sword, sky burial."

It rained even more.

Experts in the innate realm can already separate their true essence from the body to form a body-protecting qi. It stands to reason that rainwater cannot touch their bodies.

But at this time, the ten innate masters were thoroughly drenched by the pouring rain.

The middle-aged man wiped the moisture from his face with his hands, feeling something was wrong, when he looked down, his hands were bright red.

He raised his head, looked up at the sky in a daze, and smiled, "So, it's not rain at all."

Within a radius of a hundred feet, dense sword energy fell like a torrential rain. The wetness on their bodies was not rain, but blood brought out by the sword energy penetrating through their bodies.

"Are all the swordsmen on the list monsters?" The middle-aged man fell into the mud, his eyes gradually lost.

Beside him, the pale-faced scholar was lying there, with some unwillingness remaining in his lifeless eyes. After all, he couldn't make a promise to that woman.

As for the other innate masters, maybe they are all well-known figures in the Jianghu, but at this time, they can only die quietly like ants.

So don't cover your face when fighting, otherwise you won't even have a story if you die.

Jie Se's eyes were dull, and he said, "The Taoist monk is not dreaming."

He pinched Ye Qingxuan severely, and said with a clear smile, "It doesn't hurt, it turned out to be a dream."

He has escaped reality.

Ye Qingxuan ""

It hurts so much!

Looking at the two dumbfounded people, Wu Qiong smiled proudly, "You see, this is the complete body of my uncle!"

There was a wind blowing, and Wu Qiong, who was drenched all over, felt a little cold.

"It's raining heavily." Wu Qiong touched the wetness on his body, and saw that it was red.

Lowering his head, his green shirt was already dyed blood red, he rolled his eyes, and cursed, "Fuck!"

Then fall down.

Bang!

It wasn't the sound of falling to the ground, but the sound of the air being torn apart.

He fell into the warm arms of a woman, raised his head slightly, and a pair of big breasts covered his sight.

"Please let me out." He tremblingly stretched out his hand and pushed away the two mountains in front of him, revealing a teary face behind him.

Wu Qiong pursed the corners of his mouth stiffly, stretched out his trembling hand, and caressed the top of her hair, with a gentle voice, "The first time I saw you, you were crying. Okay, don't cry anymore."

Bai Xuanji spoke with a trembling voice, "Sorry, I'm late."

"It's okay, I'm just a little tired, let me rest, take a rest"

His eyes slowly closed.

Chapter 70 Is the city after martial arts?

"Wake up, don't fall asleep."

Wu Qiong opened his eyes.

Well, not unfamiliar ceilings.

It's a slightly familiar monitor that shows the game's character settings.

Could it be that?

No!