C21 (1/2)

Wen Zheng slowly opened his eyes and what entered his vision was an extremely shabby thatched cottage. Following which, an extremely haggard face appeared in front of him.

”Ah, Brother Zheng, you're awake!?” The one who spoke was Zhu Xing'er. Ever since Wen Zheng had fainted, she had never left his side.

”Where is this?” How long have I been unconscious? ” Wen Zheng asked.

”You still have the nerve to ask? You've caused me to worry about you for such a long time, and you've already been unconscious for half a month. This is the place that Old Man Dugu has found.” Zhu Xing'er reprimanded.

”It's been half a month!” Wen Zheng was also stunned as he sat up. Absorbing the power of thunder and lightning from the nine heavens to temporarily awaken the power in his blood was truly dangerous. If not for his strong soul cultivation, he might really have died this time. After checking his surroundings, he found that his zhen qi had basically recovered to 50%. As for the other parts of his body, his injuries had also been more or less healed.

”It's been hard on you.” Wen Zheng stroked his hair and said gently.

”Give it to me, are you being courteous?” As Zhu Xing'er spoke, she sat down beside Wen Zheng and snuggled into his embrace, lightly inhaling the scent on Wen Zheng's body. It had been a hundred years, a hundred years since she had smelled this scent. There were very few times when they snuggled together like this.

”Xing'er, once we settle all the dangers and hand over the demons to those bastards, can we find a paradise and live our own lives?” At that time, you have to give birth to a few more little demon gods. ” As Wen Zheng spoke, he saw a hint of red appear on Zhu Xing'er's face. Wen Zheng was startled as well. Zhu Xing'er was currently clad in white, her long hair flowing down her shoulders. Zhu Xing'er's body stiffened as well. Following which, the corners of her lips curled up in greeting as the two of them fiercely kissed.

The more Wen Zheng passionately kissed her, the more unable to suppress the desire in his heart. His left hand also gradually slid down, landing on Zhu Xing'er's delicate chest. His right hand reached towards Zhu Xing'er's belt.

”Cough, cough!” A cough rang out, as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over her head, waking her up. Meanwhile, Zhu Xing'er's originally flushed face turned even redder at this moment. Wen Zheng looked at the newcomer with anger, but it was Zhong Li Ruyu, who was carrying a soup. The latter was standing there with an indifferent expression, but her face was flushed red. In his heart, there was also a sour smell.

”You guys chat, I'll go out to take a breather!” With these words, Zhu Xing'er flew out as well.

”Have you recovered?” Suppressing the emotions in her heart, Ruyu asked indifferently.

”Almost done, what's the matter?” Wen Zheng asked.

”Senior Dugu told me to bring you some soup. Since you've woken up, I called him over. He seems to have something to say to you.” Without waiting for Wen Zheng's reply, Ruyu put down the soup and turned to leave.

”This girl, what's wrong with her today?” Wen Zheng said to himself.

”Not long later, Old Man Dugu came over alone, but Ruyu and Liu Legend were nowhere to be seen. Upon seeing Wen Zheng, Old Man Dugu first shut the door, then with a plop, he kneeled to the ground. Looking at Old Man Dugu's actions, Wen Zheng was not surprised at all. A domineering aura gradually emerged from his body.

”Situ Ya greets the devil ancestor!” Old Man Dugu said.

”Situ, I haven't seen you in a hundred years. You have grown old, but I am very satisfied with the progress of your cultivation.” Wen Zheng looked at Old Man Dugu, his eyes suffused with a sense of gratification. However, the words made him sound so out of place.

”Devil Ancestor, that day outside the Heavenly Demon Palace, the Mortal Realm caught fire and burnt all of the Sky Demon. I also followed your orders and after the people from the Mortal Realm left, I got your devil soul orb. Today, we finally meet again and the devil soul orb finally returned to its original owner.” As Situ Ya spoke, he handed a blood-red bead to Wen Zheng. Impressively, it was the bead that that young man took a hundred years ago. As for Old Man Dugu, he should be that young man.