Chapter 683： (1/2)

Wen Qiao quietly followed behind the fairy, and secretly looked at the surrounding environment.

She didn't worry about what Wanxian Mansion would do to her. She hadn't made any enemies with her when she first arrived, and it was even more impossible to make enemies with Wanxian Mansion. And under the eyes of everyone, the immortal named Dongguan suddenly appeared and called her away. Although the attitude was not respectful, he was also extremely kind, showing kindness, which shows that it is not a bad thing.

If there is nothing wrong, someone wants to see her.

Who would want to see her?

Is it because her qualifications are so good that there are even more powerful immortals in Wanxian Mansion who want to accept her as a disciple?

Wen Qiao felt it was possible. Although Dongguan’s cultivation base was the same as the immortal emperor, when the group of immortal emperors faced him, they not only showed face, but even showed respect, and let him take people away without any hindrance. It's just a pity that she can't be accepted as a disciple.

In Wen Qiao's guess, they walked through a long corridor and came to a more solemn and majestic hall. The location of this hall was not only hidden, but also surrounded by many immortal formations heavily protected.

Dongguan stood in front of the hall, and said with a smile to Wenqiao: "Miss Wen, please come in."

Wen Qiao hesitated and couldn't help asking: "Senior, I don't know who wants to see the junior?"

Dongguan just smiled slightly, "It's not a bad thing to hear the girl go in."

Seeing that he didn't answer directly, Wen Qiao could only walk into the hall with suspicion. From the corner of his eyes, he caught a glimpse of Dongguan and did not follow in, but waited outside the hall and stood with his hands solemnly.

Her heart jumped slightly to make an immortal emperor so respectful...

The hall was tall and spacious. Because of the guess in his heart, Wen Qiao didn't dare to explore it with his spiritual sense. He cautiously looked up and saw that there was a huge moiré throne on the high platform in front of him, and there was no one on it.

Wen Qiao was a little surprised, no one?

Suddenly, when she noticed something, she turned her head to look over and saw a person standing beside the palace pillar not far away.

The man was dressed in an impeccable snow robe, rested on the ground, like snow on the top of a cloud, and like the bright moon and breeze that swelled loose clouds, handsome face, gentle eyes, and there seemed to be infinite tenderness between his eyebrows.

Wen Qiao's eyes widened in an instant, and she cried out in surprise, "Husband!"

She flew away and plunged into his arms like a swallow, holding him tightly with both hands.

The man was stunned, looking at the person in his arms hesitantly, feeling her excitement, his face showed ecstasy, he stretched out some trembling hands to hug her hard, and sighed softly: "Ah... "

Hearing this voice full of infinite emotion, Wen Qiao almost burst into tears.

She buried her face in his arms and hugged him harder, tears gradually soaking his clothes.

Seeing the strangeness in the placket, the man felt more distressed after his silence.

His figure swept away, and he was sitting on the moiré throne on the high platform with the person in his arms, swaying the person in his arms like a little doll, and said softly: "Don't cry, ah... "

The Dongguan guarding outside the hall heard the movement inside the hall and glanced subconsciously, instantly frightened.

His eyes widened, and he looked at the moiré throne in disbelief. The man in white clothes like snow actually hugged a girl in his arms. His extremely patient and gentle appearance was the same as he once thought. All the indifferent palace masters?

Looking at this coaxing posture, is this girl a descendant of the palace lord?

No, the palace lord doesn't even have a Taoist companion, let alone any female fairy, where are there any descendants? It's better to say that it is the palace lord's Taoist companion...

When he was thinking about it, Dongguan was shocked and hurriedly backed away.

As he retreated, the door of the main hall closed with a bang, blocking all prying eyes.

Wen Qiao was awakened by the sound of the closing of the hall. She raised a pair of moist eyes, first glanced at the closed hall door, and then indifferently turned her gaze to the man who hugged her.

She stared at him earnestly and found that although his appearance had not changed much, his temperament had changed a lot.

I don’t know if it’s because of the immaculate snow clothes that made him look a little more ruthless and indifferent, without the kind of gentle and gentle, the only similar is the kind of noble. gas.

In any case, it is still the person she knows.

She was so happy that she grabbed his sleeve tightly and asked repeatedly: "Husband, when did you come to the fairyland of the human race? Didn't you encounter any danger? Why are you in Wanxian Mansion? I have soared a hundred years ago, and have always wanted to go to the Demon Realm to find you, but I don’t know how to go..."

The man listened quietly, but the look on his face became stranger as he listened.

"Husband?" Wen Qiao looked at him suspiciously.

They have been separated for two hundred years. She missed him so much that she couldn't bear to look away, and her heart was tied to him. When his face showed a weird color, she could find it for the first time.

The man was silent for a moment before he said: "Ah, you mean, you soared up from the lower realm a hundred years ago?"

"Yes." Wen Qiao looked at him strangely and found a question, "You, don't you remember?"

She stared at him in surprise, a pair of black and white eyes staring straight at him.

The man didn't speak, just a pair of dark eyes hanging down, his hands still hugged her waist, his fingers moved slightly, and he secretly probed her body.

Wen Qiao met him as a teenager, and he was familiar with him as natural as breathing. When he felt his probing, he did not resist at all, but was puzzled.

The man finally determined that the person in his arms was not his illusion, nor was it to deal with his conspiracy, but a living person, the person he wanted to find.

Once again he couldn't help pulling her into his arms, hugged tightly, and buried his face between her neck.

"Husband?" Wen Qiao cried out strangely.

His face was still on her shoulder, and his voice was dull, "You call me husband?"

"Yes, we have already held a ceremony for double repairs, and we have become Taoists under the witness of Heavenly Dao."

"Where will the double repair ceremony be held?" he asked urgently.

Wen Qiao became more and more sure that he seemed to have amnesia, which made her feel flustered, her head was a little blank, and she could only know them when they were young in Dongling to leave Dongling and go to the Central Continent to explore and practice and other things...

Wen Qiao said for a long time, and gradually her mood calmed down.

When she said that they had left the Saint Martial Continent by mistake because of Fairy Liuyun's revenge, she just stopped when she heard his suppressed voice urging, "Aha, go on!"

Wen Qiao had no choice but to continue speaking, telling them all the things they had experienced in the lower realm.

This is just a few hours.

Wen Qiao's mood has completely calmed down, but she found that the man next to her was very excited.

He finally looked up at her, but his eyes were red. He didn't know if he had cried or was excited.

Seeing him like this, Wen Qiao no longer entangled why he lost his memory, but felt distressed.

She took his hand and said distressedly: "My husband, what happened? Did someone bully you? Or what happened after you returned to the Demon Realm? Why are you in Wanxian Mansion now..."

There are too many questions, but the man is not impatient at all and looks at her tenderly.

Until she finished asking, the man gently stroked the broken hair on her temples, and said softly, "Ah Wah, I am now the Palace Master of Wanxian Mansion."

Wen Qiao: "..."

She stared at him blankly, no longer responding.

"This is an identity of my reincarnation. This body is actually a clone and body that I refined before." When he said this, he lowered his eyes. Falling down 50 million years ago, this is my clone of the top of the cloud in Wanxian Mansion. I am now awakened by this body."

Wen Qiao was a little confused when she thought of Yan Yi in Feng Mo Tianyu, and she understood that no matter the body, the avatar, or the body, it was her husband.

After the main body fell, his primordial spirit was awakened by the detachment and body.

In fact, after flying to the fairy realm, Wen Qiao, with the help of Xuanyuan Xinghuo, also learned a lot of common sense in the fairy realm. I heard that some powerful immortals in the fairy world like to refine a clone or body for themselves, which is equivalent to an extra life. When the main body is unfortunately destroyed, it can be resurrected with the clone-body, but they are actually the same person.

She asked hesitantly: "Then why don't you remember?"

Speaking of this, she was still a little sad. It was obvious that they had grown up together in this life, and after walking so many places, she did not want "Ning Yuzhou" to disappear.

"My body is in the Demon Realm." The man whispered, "Because it was through this body that I was awakened, so I only remember the memory of this body, and I don't remember the others."

This is his certain life, because now he is resurrected through a certain life's clone and body, so he only remembers this life.

But how clever he is. According to Wen Qiao’s words, he knew that Wen Qiao knew the self who was reincarnated as "Ning Yuzhou". In order to meet her again in the fairy world, he left his body in the demon world, and the original spirit entered his own time. The clone and body left in Wanxian's Mansion.

Wen Qiao was stunned again and couldn't help asking: "How many times have you been reincarnated?"

The man lowered his eyes and his voice was soft, "I don't remember anymore...A Wah, will you be disappointed?"

"Why disappointed?" Wen Qiao looked at him puzzled.

"Because I am a reincarnated person," his voice was a little bit more astringent, "I have experienced countless reincarnations, and I can't ask for it in every life, and I can't die... Actually, I am very happy that I can finally meet you in one life ."

Wen Qiao's nose was sour, and she couldn't help crying again.

Although he has no memory now, his essence is still "Ning Yuzhou", and he didn't even confess his identity to himself. Apart from "Ning Yuzhou", who would do such a stupid thing?

She threw herself into his arms again, hugging him tightly.

"Husband, I just want you to be well."