Chapter 1692 (2/2)

In a twinkling of an eye, twelve years passed in the temple.

And the outside world is only four or five days.

After 12 years of absorption, Ouyang Weiwei has completely absorbed all the spiritual power and cultivation memory of Fengjiu.

Next moment, Ouyang Weiwei slowly opened her eyes. When she saw the song inkstone in front of her, she could not help flashing the color of surprise, because she knew that she would not disappear in the world.

Thinking of this, she shouted song Yan's name and rushed into his arms: ”Chu fan, the fairy will never disappear!”

”That is!”

Song Yan is also very happy. She looks down for Ouyang Weiwei's cherry lips and kisses her fiercely. The other side is not willing to show weakness and responds with astringency.

Song Yan takes Ouyang Weiwei out of the temple and introduces her to the public.Everyone was very strange. Where did Ouyang Weiwei come from? She seemed to be as close as song Yan, especially Princess Vientiane. Somehow, her heart was a little sour.

”Is sister in white you? I miss you so much! ”

The first snow is happy.

”You You are the first snow, how can you grow so big! ” Ouyang Weiwei is very surprised.

”It's so nice to see you, sister in white!” Said the first snow excitedly.

”My name is Ouyang Weiwei. You can call me Weiwei later!”

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On top of a small mountain.

From time to time, Fengjiu's maid looks at the array of song Yan.

”A maid with a worried face said:” the goddess has gone four or five days, will something happen

Another maid said not so firmly: ”I don't think so. The goddess is so powerful, and she also has the protection of our Tianfeng family. Chu fan is not her rival even if she is more powerful!”

”That's right! But in a few days, if the goddess doesn't show up, we'll find her! ”

In the valley.

After hearing the report from his subordinates, Aotian's face was rather gloomy, because he heard that Fengjiu had stayed in the formation of that son of the human race for four or five days. He was the son of the real dragon race, and Fengjiu was the goddess of the Tianfeng race. They were a couple created by nature. After becoming gods, he planned to propose marriage to the Tianfeng race. Therefore, in his heart, Fengjiu had been regarded as the future His wife.

”Send someone to find out what Fengjiu is doing over there!”

”Yes!”

The strong man nodded and retreated.

One hour later, song Yan suddenly found out that there were living creatures outside the percussion array. They came out of the array and found that the percussion array was made by ten foreign gods.

”What can I do for you?” Song Yan slowly swept ten people and asked.

”I have seen Mr. Chu!”

”How are you, Mr. Chu!”

…………

Ten people said hello one after another, which seemed very polite.

”Nothing to be courteous, no fraud to be stolen!” Song Yan's face didn't change much. He said lightly, ”what's the matter with you all?”

”Childe Chu, if we have something important to discuss with you, why don't we join the battle?” A divine way.

”Let's talk about something here!”

Song Yan didn't eat this set, which made the faces of the ten gods stagnate, and they were a little annoyed. They came with tasks. If they didn't join the array, how could they detect the situation of Fengjiu.

[author's digression]: after the update of sanguine, thank you for the great rewards from three people: brother Hongye, scholar with knife and Wenxing 45