C89

"Don't look at me, I know. I'm a bit scary."

Qin Wuhuan replied.

"What the hell is going on? How did you become so old?!" After hesitating for a moment, an incredulous voice could be heard.

Yan Qingchen's manic anger instantly came over, his thoughts were in a mess, his mind was filled with her ridiculous actions from the past few days, could it be medicine?

Qin Wuhuan was stunned by his words, "Why have you become so old?", and then she speechlessly turned her head to look in the direction of the Hedonist Palace.

No, old man!

"Speak!"

Seeing that there was no response, Yan Qingchen's heart was filled with anxiety. To be more precise, his heart was about to be torn apart.

Being shouted at by him, Tan Wuhuan turned her face back to him.

His face was calm.

"Yan Qingchen, do you dislike me like this? Or rather, would you still want me, given my age? "

Qin Wuhuan stared at Yan Qingchen with spirited eyes as she spoke in a faint voice.

Yan Qingchen's veins were about to pop out.

"What are you doing!"

"I'm not messing around. Tell me, are you still afraid of getting old?"

"Come back with me!"

Yan Qingchen didn't even want to waste words with her. 'Old or not old, as long as this person is her, I won't care about anything else for a long time …'

Such thoughts spread in his mind. In that second, he realized that his obsession with this person had reached such a degree.

"I can't go back. One of the ingredients for Yan Yu's medicine is my blood. In other words, I've already … "There's no way back. Yan Qingchen, you don't want to be old, I'll get old for you. After you've healed, Yan Yu only wishes for you to live happily ever after. Tell me, are you still afraid of being old?"

"You madman! Why are you doing this!? "

The red bloodshot eyes of Yan Qingchen instantly turned from dry to warm and moist.

He was on the verge of going insane because of this woman, and his heart was aching to the point of death.

"Because you... It's Yan Qingchen. " Qin Wuyou laughed.

Yan Qingchen could no longer suppress the emotions in his heart. He took a big step forward and hugged her. The moment they touched each other, their souls seemed to have been knocked out of their bodies.

Yan Qingchen felt a second of chaos and blankness.

Had he ever held her in such a heart-wrenching embrace?

Qin Wuhuan sighed as he hugged her. At the very least, she had managed to get her hands on something cheap.

It's about time, it's already like this. I don't believe that this person is afraid of being old.

He pretended to cough and coughed violently. Then, Yan Qingchen's tightened arms loosened and the Tan Qin smiled, waiting for the opportunity to retreat. Before Yan Qingchen could recover his senses, he saw her retreat with quick steps. His expression turned into panic as he reached out his hand to retrieve her.

"Yan Qingchen, don't hate me, remember my words!"

Qin Wuyou did not wish to stay any longer. He was afraid that his heart would soften and become even more reluctant. His heart would only ache even more because of this.

Thus, he decided to bite the bullet and gamble.

Ye Zichen leaped up.

Yan Qingchen's eyes widened in fear as he watched himself fall.

"Yan Qingchen, live well. Don't be afraid of getting old. When we meet again in the next life, I will definitely come looking for you."

Qin Wuhuan opened his mouth as he spoke, he didn't know how much Qin Wentian would be able to hear.

A thin cloud curled up in the air as a white crane cried out in unison. A purple light flashed, illuminating the entire palace with its multicolored glow. It was a peaceful and auspicious scene to behold.

However, some strange sounds came from one of the doors, making all the little immortals that passed by stop and listen to the laughter.

"Still not dispersing?"

With the sound of the lamp wick being ignited, the children withdrew their smiles and went their separate ways, each with a face that showed that they had nothing to do with the world … It was an expression on his face.

The lamp stood in front of the door, watching as the light inside the door grew brighter and brighter, and felt a slight warmth in his heart. He then pushed open the door and entered.

The strange sound from before completely resonated through every corner.

The lamp wick instantly in front of the black, why a flower can still snore!

The lamp wick rolled up the sleeve, agilely forward poured jade dew, carefully wipe her flower leaves.

Unexpectedly, after a series of movements, the rock started to sway, and the snoring sound became even louder.

The wick was speechless. It just stared at her quietly, watching as her pale blue petal, like a purple petal, gradually lost its moisture and became even dimmer.

"He still hasn't woken up?"

An old and deep voice rang out. The lamp wick was startled and didn't notice the celestial sovereign's arrival. It immediately lowered its head and reported.

"Yes, I haven't shown any signs of waking up yet."

This time she had slept for nearly seven days.

The Supreme Celestial also heard the snoring sound and closed his eyes. He really wanted to clench his teeth, but luckily, he didn't.

As soon as the stone flower was wrapped, the snoring sound immediately stopped. Two seconds later, a deafening sound of surprise and joy came out.

"Wow, it feels so good! I'm flying... It flew away! "

Tan Wu Huan's heart trembled from the abundant spirit energy that was nourishing her, she opened her intelligent eyes.

The blinding white light made her blink twice. She finally saw the two people in front of her clearly, and then her eyes moved to look at her flower.

"Old man!"

The lamp wick was already filled with black lines. The Supreme Celestial sovereign still had that expression on his face, not showing the slightest bit of emotion.

"You, you, you …"

Tan Wuhuan puffed up his cheeks, wanting to curse … In the end, he didn't dare to curse and silently cursed in his heart.

"You are ruthless!"

With that final sentence, the supreme deity saw that she was so angry that she turned her face away. She acted like she was in a temper. After glancing at her, she walked to the side and sat on the soft chair.

"From today onwards, you will stay here in the Parade Palace. You are not allowed to go anywhere without my permission."

The supreme deity continued to pour tea and speak slowly.

The lantern wick was buried deep in the ground, and Tan Wuhuan's mouth was half-open as she stared at the old man's head.

"You're not joking, are you, old man?"

The moment the Supreme Celestial sovereign heard the words, his droopy, unbecoming eyelids twitched. He then turned and walked towards Qin Wuhuan with a stern expression on his face.

Qin Wuhuan had never seen the old man so angry before. How terrifying …

Tan Wu Huan trembled in fear, not daring to make a sound.

After the old man had finished drinking the tea slowly, the words in Tan Wuhuan's stomach had also started to pile up.

"Celestial sovereign, has that person passed his second tribulation?"

The Tan Wu Huan sounded like an ant as she spoke in an extremely careful manner.

Only then did the Supreme Celestial sovereign raise his head and look at her coldly.

"Pass."

These two low and deep words caused Tan Wuhuan to gasp for breath.

"It's good that you passed, it's good that you passed. Celestial sovereign, don't be angry, I still completed the mission you gave me, no?"

Qin Wuhuan used her usual method to deal with the old man, but unfortunately, it did not work, the old man did not even give her a face.

"What did Luo Die tell you?"

The old man spoke unexpectedly.

Qin Wuhuan was stunned.

"Who is Luo Die?"

With that, the Exalted Celestial Paragon paused in mid-sentence, and his sharp gaze came to rest on the teacup in his hand.

Qin Wuhuan's mind raced as she was stared at by Qin Lie.

"That …" I really haven't met anyone called Luo Die. "

The old man's brows furrowed for a split-second, as if he was about to bleed from his gloom.