The Devil's Wife, I Just Want to Survive

At nine o'clock the next day, Wang Que and Mo Lingqing, with a trace of fatigue in their eyes, left the room.

One night was short, and it was already past eight o'clock when they finished comprehending a state of mind.

"Ha~~" Wang Que yawned and smacked his lips in front of the door: "It's a pity that it's not easy to show it in the family."

Mo Lingqing glanced at Wang Que without saying anything. If she went out, she would be a blood demon girl as cold as a cold mountain.

Served by a group of maids, Wang Que and Mo Lingqing had a simple breakfast.

After wiping their mouths, they stood up and left the table. There were still things to do today.

As the two went out, four maids took away the sixteen dishes of food on the table that had not been touched much. These leftovers were all fed to the spirit beasts raised in the clan.

"Good morning, second brother and second sister-in-law." Walking on the path of the clan, the passing clan sons and daughters greeted Wang Que and Mo Lingqing.

"Hey, good morning, what are you doing so early?"

"Practicing, today the seventeen elders will start the class."

"Oh, go ahead, practicing is important."

There were so many people in the tribe, Wang Que kept talking all the way.

As he was walking, a few children ran over with long swords and short knives in their hands. Wang Que smiled and shouted, "Be careful, don't hurt yourself."

The children stopped and looked over. The older child stood up straight after seeing that it was Wang Que: "Hello, second uncle."

After saying that, the child poked a chubby and smaller child next to him: "Little Twelve, this is your second uncle and second aunt, hurry up and call them."

When these words came out, Wang Que and Mo Lingqing were both stunned. They were already uncles and uncles?

"Hello, second uncle, hello, second aunt." The child was timid, as if he had never seen Wang Que and Mo Lingqing before.

Wang Que was slightly puzzled: "Whose child are you? Why do you call me second uncle?"

The older one blinked: "Second uncle, my father is Wang Tie, a member of the 100th generation of the clan. In terms of seniority, he is your cousin. I am Wang Qiang, a member of the 101st generation of the clan."

"Oh." Wang Que raised his head and tried to recall. He seemed to have played with his cousin Wang Tie, but he really couldn't remember clearly.

Without thinking too much, Wang Que smiled and looked at the younger child: "Who is this one?"

Wang Qiang said: "He, he is the child of Aunt Wang Yue, his nickname is Xiao Twelve, his full name is Jinyang Mingkong, and he is a member of the Jinyang clan."

"Wang Yue?" Mo Lingqing was slightly startled. She had an impression of this name.

When she first came to the Wang family more than ten years ago, she gave gifts to a group of clan members. Among them, there was a sweet and talkative girl named Wang Yue.

"It turned out to be Yue'er." Wang Que sighed a little: "I didn't expect Yue'er to be married and her child is so big."

"Okay!" Wang Que suddenly laughed twice: "Since they are all nephews and nieces, I, as an uncle, can't help but give them some gifts."

As he said, Wang Que's hand flashed with light and five glowing ground bridge magic tools appeared.

It's not that he is stingy, it can only be said that in the northern region of Zhou Kingdom, ground bridge magic tools are already very precious.

And these are all children, it's not good to give too heavy gifts.

"Take it and play with it, be careful not to hurt yourself, go ahead."

"Thank you, uncle!"

"Thank you, uncle!"

"Uncle is so nice, so handsome!"

Wang Que laughed and rubbed Little Twelve's head: "Go, go play, your aunt and I have something to do."

Watching the group of children jumping away, Wang Que said with emotion: "Madam, when are we going to have a child?"

Mo Lingqing looked at the group of children: "I have no problem, anytime is fine."

Wang Que was silent for a moment: "Wait a little longer, wait until it's a little more stable later, now running around is not stable."

"Yeah."

Wang Que and Mo Lingqing greeted each other all the way, and it took almost an hour for Wang Que and Mo Lingqing to arrive at the courtyard where Wang Xiong lived.

"Uncle." Wang Que shouted as he entered the courtyard.

"Oh, you're here, are you ready to leave?" Wang Xiong was doing boxing in the courtyard to stretch his muscles and bones, and he looked very natural, as always.

Wang Que nodded and then looked at the flower bed: "Hello, Aunt Mengdie, Hello, Aunt Yaer, Hello, Aunt Shiyun, Hello, Aunt Yaner, Hello, Aunt Shiyu."

"Okay, all good, go tell your uncle, we are busy."

In the flower bed, there is a field of spiritual flowers, but these spiritual flowers look a little wilted.

I guess the five "mothers" are busy with this.

"Uncle, Qing'er and I are leaving today. We still have to check on the Xuanyin Sect. I guess we have to go to the Imperial City later."

Wang Xiong punched and said in a calm voice: "Okay, go, be careful on the road, and write back when you get there."

Wang Que smiled: "We are all Chongxu, what dangers can there be on this road."

As he said this, Wang Que seemed to remember something: "By the way, uncle, I have a treasure that can allow the clan members to break through to the realm without bottlenecks.Tianqiao Realm! Do you want to leave it for your clan members to use? "

Wang Xiong's face did not change at all: "It's just Tianqiao Realm, there is no need, leave it for your Xuanyin Sect. It's not difficult for us to ascend, but it's difficult for your Xuanyin Sect disciples."

Wang Xiong's words are correct. As long as Wang Que ascends, the blood of their Wang Bu clan will be activated........

The disciples of Xuanyin Sect don't have blood, and it's too difficult for them to quickly improve their realm.

"Oh, there's one more thing." Wang Xiong suddenly said again: "Meng Jiao has been in seclusion in the Misty Rain Holy Land for the past two years to gain enlightenment, otherwise she would have come back this time."

"It's okay, enlightenment is the most important thing, then uncle, Qing'er and I will leave first?"

"Okay, go ahead, be safe, and don't forget to reply."

"No problem, auntie, we're leaving."

"Don't you want to have a meal at home? Your fifth aunt has recently learned to cook a new Xuanwu Phoenix Soup that's pretty good."

"No need. "Wang Que smiled strangely: "This Xuanwu Phoenix Soup should be saved for Uncle to nourish."

Wang Xiong, who was still boxing, glared: "What are you talking about, do I need that thing?"

"Hahaha." Wang Que smiled and pulled Mo Lingqing away.

Outside the courtyard, Wang Que and Mo Lingqing walked in the air.

"Xuanwu Phoenix Soup?" Mo Lingqing frowned slightly: "Is the Wang Bu family so powerful? Can the mythical beasts be used to make soup?"

Wang Que was stunned for a moment and turned his head to look: "Madam, do you really think it is Xuanwu Phoenix?"

Mo Lingqing's eyes flashed with doubt: "Isn't it? Aren't Xuanwu and Phoenix mythical beasts? Is it a sacred beast?"

Wang Que smiled and leaned close to Mo Lingqing's ear and whispered: "Xuanwu is an old turtle, and Phoenix is ​​a hen. Xuanwu Phoenix Soup is an old turtle stewed with chicken, which nourishes the kidneys. "

Mo Lingqing's face flushed slightly and she looked at Wang Que in embarrassment. There was no one around at the moment... She slapped Wang Que's chest with a palm seal.

Wang Que was blown away dozens of meters and flew back laughing: "What's the matter, Madam? Do you want to drink? Let's ask Wu Niang to do it for us later?"

"Get lost!" Mo Lingqing was even more embarrassed and raised her hand to slap him again.

But Wang Que didn't resist this time. He stretched out his hand to grab her wrist and pulled Mo Lingqing into his arms.

Looking at the stunning beauty in front of him... he lowered his head and kissed her directly.

Mo Lingqing was shocked and embarrassed, and hurriedly used the isolation formation to isolate the area within a radius of three meters.

With her personality, she couldn't stand it outside like this...