Get dressed quickly and get pregnant. My wife wants to be pampered.

Ying Huai was busy preparing for the marriage, Rong Jing was busy helping Xu Baoer collect debts, and Xu Baoer was busy patrolling the mountains.

Ying Huai tricked Xu Bao'er into untying the fairy rope and tied Xu Bao'er back up again, so that he could know the little dragon's condition at any time to avoid being unable to respond in time if something happened to her.

"The weather is great."

Xu Baoer was lying on the bullock cart, eating wild fruits, looking up at the stars, and was in a good mood.

Until a person appeared directly above her, like an upside-down white bat, cold and scary.

With a "swish" sound, Xu Baoer threw the core in his hand, but unfortunately he missed the target.

"The ancestor of ten thousand Buddhas!"

Xu Baoer shrank back and quickly sat up, fearing that the ancestor of ten thousand Buddhas would suck away his magic power.

The Patriarch of Ten Thousand Buddhas tried to absorb her mother's magic power, but failed. However, this transferred mana can only be sucked once and cannot be sucked a second time.

The ancestor of ten thousand Buddhas should know this.

"What are you doing here?" Xu Bao'er is not stupid. She knows that she can't defeat the Ancestor of Ten Thousand Buddhas now, and the matter of revenge must be put on hold for the time being.

Now is not the time to shout and kill.

Their little dragons are the best at saving lives.

"Long time no see, Your Majesty."

The Ancestor of Ten Thousand Buddhas jumped lightly and landed on the wooden frame of the oxcart. He was seen kneeling on one knee and looking up at Xu Baoer with graceful appearance.

"What do you want to do?" Xu Baoer quickly took out the Xuantian Sword and put it on the shoulder of the Ancestor of Ten Thousand Buddhas, warning him not to mess around.

People in the Mahayana realm are immortal and cannot kill each other unless they find their life gate.

Therefore, whether there is a heart or not is not important to the ancestor of ten thousand Buddhas.

"I want to see you, Your Majesty."

When the Patriarch of Ten Thousand Buddhas smiled, his long and narrow eyes were curved at the end. Unlike the scary way he looked at others before, his eyes were very gentle now.

The sword penetrated slightly, and bright red blood oozed out.

Xu Baoer carefully tested, she really wanted to kill the ancestor of ten thousand Buddhas and avenge her mother.

"Want to kill me?"

"Your Majesty, come here, let me help you."

The Patriarch of Ten Thousand Buddhas spoke carelessly, seemed extremely out of tune, and had a bright smile.

Your Majesty is too simple, your thoughts are written in your eyes.

Without waiting for the little dragon to quibble, the Ancestor of Ten Thousand Buddhas stretched out his hand to hold Xu Baoer's sword and stabbed his shoulder hard. The blood instantly stained his hands red.

"Is that enough?"

"It's not enough, you can go deeper."

"Your Majesty, as long as you want, my life is yours."

Xu Baoer blinked. She suspected that the ancestor of ten thousand Buddhas was tricking her and teasing her.

How could this villain, who wanted to steal other people's magic power, surrender his life so easily?

What does he want to do?

Xu Baoer couldn't guess.

"I miss the time in the Dream Miasma very much." The Ancestor of Ten Thousand Buddhas said to himself, "At that time, Your Majesty would not look at me with such fearful eyes."

"I still like your Lord's lawless appearance."

Tonight, the ancestor of ten thousand Buddhas specially dressed up to look good, with gorgeous clothes, braided hair on his temples, a jade crown, and neat makeup.

His eyes were too affectionate, which made Xu Baoer even more afraid, thinking that the other party coveted her magic power.

Xu Baoer mistook affection for greed.

Because with her brain, she probably couldn't figure out that the ancestor of ten thousand Buddhas would fall in love with her.

"Your Majesty, I am Zhao Qian."

The Ancestor of Ten Thousand Buddhas hopes that Xu Baoer can remember his name. It is not the Ancestor of Ten Thousand Buddhas who has done many evil things, but Zhao Qian, the servant of the library in Mengmiali.

Everyone came out of the dream miasma, except him.

He is still in the dream miasma.

"Hello, Zhao Qian."

Having said that, Xu Baoer secretly used his secret power to activate the sword in his hand, trying to penetrate the ancestor of ten thousand Buddhas deeper.

If you can't kill him, seriously injuring him would be a good thing.

When the Patriarch of Ten Thousand Buddhas saw Xu Baoer's sneaky appearance, he felt cute and funny. He didn't have to go to such trouble to kill him.

As long as she speaks, this life is hers.

"Prick harder and prick as you please."

"Your Majesty, as long as you are happy."

The Ancestor of Ten Thousand Buddhas held Xuantian Sword and gently pulled Xuantian Sword out. Shoulders are too hard to kill.

Your Majesty still has little experience in killing people, it doesn't matter, he will teach you personally.

The Ancestor of Ten Thousand Buddhas took Xu Baoer's sword and thrust it hard into his chest, hitting his heart.

"Your Majesty, next time you want to kill someone, remember this location."

The blood dyed the white robe red, and the ancestor of ten thousand Buddhas smiled gracefully and looked gorgeous.

"you……"

Xu Baoer hesitated to speak, but really used some force on his hand to stab the sword deeper. Although she thinks the Patriarch of Ten Thousand Buddhas is perverted, but who cares, he can take some revenge and settle some revenge.

"As expected of you, you learn everything very quickly."

Xu Baoer was speechless when she heard the praise from the Ancestor of Ten Thousand Buddhas. She didn't know what the Ancestor of Ten Thousand Buddhas was going crazy about.

"Where is your destiny?"

Xu Baoer felt that the Ancestor of Ten Thousand Buddhas was really not normal at the moment, and he might tell himself about his destiny. Even if he couldn't kill the Ancestor of Ten Thousand Buddhas, he could let Ying Huai do it.

Revenge is a blood feud. As long as the enemy dies, the revenge is considered successful, no matter who killed him.

The form is not important.

Xu Baoer held his hand behind his back and secretly brought out the Kunlun Mirror, trying to make Ying Huai hear the words of the ancestor of ten thousand Buddhas.

"Want to know?" The Ancestor of Ten Thousand Buddhas chuckled, taking in Xu Baoer's little movements. "If you want to know, please smile at me."

"Smile at me like you should smile at Huai."

The smile of the Ancestor of Ten Thousand Buddhas was wanton and lonely. He kept kneeling on one knee and allowed Xu Baoer to insert the sword into his chest.

Ever since he saw Xu Baoer taking revenge on the Dragon Clan, the Ancestor of Ten Thousand Buddhas knew that there was no chance of him and Xu Baoer anymore.

There is no solution to the revenge of killing one's mother.

"I can return your mother's sword and bones to you, as long as you are willing to smile at me."

"Like Ying Huai."

In fact, the Patriarch of Ten Thousand Buddhas also wanted to say that he could give all his treasures to Xu Baoer.

But after thinking about it, he finally didn't say it out loud. He was afraid that Xu Baoer would think he was dirty.