The Pinnacle of Martial Arts Cultivation

In the past three years, Chen Fan’s transmission of Yujian has not changed again. This even made the three wives think that the family will live forever again, without separation for a moment.

But now, after noticing Chen Fan's expression, the three girls trembled, and the original warm atmosphere instantly cooled down.

Chen Fan couldn't bear it, but at the moment he didn't know what to say, and sighed in silence: "Let's go for a walk."

After that, he led the three women to stroll along the streets of Xuanjing.

No one in the family spoke, and their minds were full of thoughts, and Chen Fan did the same, because he knew that his life after three years of calm was finally about to make waves again.

The person who sent him at this time was undoubtedly the Dongwaizhou Demon Race.

But after three years of training, everything is ready, I only owe him the wind.

Chen Fan knew that he couldn't stay in one place for too long, because the whole world would force him to move forward without listening, and keep moving forward.

"Husband, are you leaving again?"

Xiao Qi bit her lip, her expression a little lonely.

Although Chen Fan couldn't bear it, he couldn't lie to them even more. He nodded and said, "Dongwaizhou still has some things to do."

After hearing this, the three women stopped talking, but anyone could feel the sadness of parting slowly spreading in their hearts.

"I must be back as soon as possible after I have handled everything. Can you wait at ease?"

Chen Fan said comfortingly, but only he knew that he would not be able to return for a long time if he left.

First of all, after the affairs of the lower part of Dongwaizhou, he was busy working on the upper part of today, and then he was looking for Jianxin, and even grabbed Jianxin with the palace family of the overlord of Dongwaizhou.

Each of these is not easy to do, even if Chen Fan's cultivation has now reached the Eighth Heaven of Wuhou, he will have the power of eight ancestor dragons in his hand.

But his opponent, from now on, the lowest may be King Wu.

All these gaps, Chen Fan can only rely on his own efforts and hard work to equalize.

Therefore, under such circumstances, where does he have time to think about his children's personal relationships?

With a silent sigh, Chen Fan opened his dry lips and said, "I'm sorry, marry me, you have suffered."

"You shouldn't say I'm sorry, you didn't go wrong again!" Surprisingly, Zhuge Yun, who had been silent for a long time, said.

"What we like about you is the heavy responsibility and the fearless sense of responsibility. You have to be busy with things. As wives, all we can do is support you behind your back and wait for you to go home. Waiting for you to return!"

"We have waited for ten years, we have waited for a hundred years, and we have been waiting for thousands of years!"

Zhuge Yun's words gave Chen Fan a great shock, because he could hear endless determination and perseverance, just like... himself.

"When I hear you are leaving, the reason for my upset is not that I don't want you to leave, but that I hope you can or come back!"

Mu Wanrong also said: "The outside world is dangerous and we can't help you, but you must remember that we are waiting for you at home all the time, so Chen Fan, you must come back alive and wait until you have dealt with everything. We will never be separated!"

"If this love lasts for a long time, will it be going through the days?"

At the last moment, Xiao Qi made a summary. They felt miserable in their hearts, but they were constantly comforting Chen Fan. What would the husband want after getting a wife?

With his big hands open, he hugged his wives in his arms, feeling their taste and remembering their temperature.

Chen Fan told himself in his heart that he will never forget today's scene!