Fighting is broken, but the heroine script.

Chapter 1169 It seems...

"...Xiao Yan."

Yao Wan took a deep breath, then tried to cheer herself up and called out softly.

"——Yes, I'm here."

After a moment, the husband in front of him responded, but most of his energy was focused on refining the holy fire. Even though his cultivation level had skyrocketed and was nearing the end, Xiao Yan's reaction was still a little strange.

"Did you make it?"

Yao Wan exhaled a breath of hot air and felt as if her body was burning. Her head became a little unclear and confused.

"Well, the refining has basically been completed. Because some of the origins are of the same nature, the fusion went smoothly... If nothing goes wrong, it should have become an immortal product."

Xiao Yan said with all his strength.

"Is that so? That's good..."

Xiao Yan's answer made Yao Wan feel relieved. As if she had finally gotten approval, she moved closer to his face.

"——Wan'er?"

His heartbeat gradually quickened, and his body temperature rose accordingly. The burning feeling that had been pent up in his heart was quickly ignited like dry wood and fire, burning his almost remaining sanity.

"...Can't you be less unromantic?"

The slightly trembling fingertips hooked his collar, and then slid across Xiao Yan's neck like a snake, stroking his thin yet slightly confused face. The dark red eyes were like a mirror, reflecting her own vague figure. The low breathing and slightly squinting expression were not much different from the one in front of her.

"Wait, the pills... I have prepared the pills in advance—"

Xiao Yan subconsciously opened his storage ring, but before he could hold on to a jade bottle, it was knocked away by the black-and-gold-edged long sleeves of the Xuan robe and disappeared.

Her slender fingertips pressed down on his lips before he could express his shock. Yao Wan, whose sanity was almost burned out, exhaled a hot orchid breath.

"Shh... don't talk, or I'll bite you..."

As the words fell, their breaths blended together, quickly burning away the last bit of rationality in each other.

In the moment before his rationality burned out, apart from the momentary heartbeat and charm of his wife, Xiao Yan still felt distressed that he did not understand romance.

After all, there are obviously more important things to do right now, so maybe it would be better to put these things aside for the time being.

As a result, he guessed the wrong thing.

It is because so many things have happened that I want to vent them so thoroughly and passionately.

as well as--

What if?
But in the instant when their breaths exchanged, Xiao Yan put it all behind him.

…………

I don’t know how much time had passed, but a gentle breeze blew, and the light above Jianmu became brighter unconsciously.

"…Middle stage of Immortal Rank."

Yao Wan slowly raised her hand, and the golden spiritual power at her fingertips flashed. If she were to be in the same situation now as when Mahayou came to her house, she would ensure that no one who came would be able to leave alive.

"That's about right. Originally, his cultivation should be a little higher... But..."

Xiao Yan wanted to say something but stopped, the corner of his mouth twitching slightly.

...the excess was squeezed out.

Probably anyway.

Xiao Yan took the initiative to clean up the mess on her body, but he was also dazed unconsciously as he stared at her smooth and white belly.

"What? Haven't you had enough?"

Looking at Xiao Yan's eyes, Yao Wan just leaned lazily and hooked her finger: "But I have no problem with it, okay?"

"I didn't think about it that way—"

Xiao Yan shook his head and changed his words. After all, a direct denial would always make people feel that he was inferior to him. Even the most easy-going man would always have special persistence and self-esteem in this regard.

Although he was indeed squeezed dry, it was at most a draw. He often defeated her who was always stubborn.

Yao Wan raised her eyebrows and knew what Xiao Yan meant. "Idiot, don't be anxious..."

Yao Wan gently stroked her belly and murmured subconsciously: "Didn't you tell me before we left? Even if we do it every day for hundreds of years, we may not really run into it..."

"Bumped into..."

Yao Wan's hand paused, and she was suddenly stunned. She slowly opened her eyes wide with a hint of disbelief.

"What did you hit?"

Seeing Yao Wan's expression that didn't look like she was fine, Xiao Yan couldn't help but ask. As they both had the physical body of the Heavenly Supreme, and with a spiritual power that was even more powerful than his own to protect her, Xiao Yan really couldn't feel Yao Wan's physical condition.

"........."

However, in response to Xiao Yan's murmur, Yao Wan fell into silence, not knowing how to respond.

"So what happened?"

"…I'm organizing my words, I guess."

Yao Wan avoided Xiao Yan's gaze, but he couldn't help but shake his head: "Just talk, I'm listening."

"It seems... yes."

Yao Wan didn't know how she came up with this.

"If I have it, then I have it. After all, it is also...ah?"

Xiao Yan's calm answer suddenly came to an abrupt halt.

At this moment, Yao Wan wished she could crawl into a crack in the ground.

“Yes, yes?!!!”

"——Keep your voice down. People outside the Heavenly Tomb can hear it."

There was a hint of intolerance in her tone.

"Quick, let me listen, let me listen--"

Yao Wan blushed and kicked Xiao Yan without thinking: "I don't listen to you, I just felt a little bit of the fetal breathing, people only hear it when they are about to be born, what can you hear now, you are just making a fuss here, without even wearing clothes."

"Oh, oh, yes, yes, yes, yes."

Xiao Yan nodded repeatedly without thinking.

"……Ugh."

Seeing Xiao Yan's reaction, which seemed to have completely evaporated, Yao Wan couldn't help but sigh. This wasn't the first time he had been a father, so why were his reactions getting bigger and bigger each time? Or had he been crammed with the desire to be a father for decades?

…But, it’s really true—

No, now is definitely not the time to think about this.

Yao Wan shook her head. Once this talkative guy beside her got out, it might become known to everyone in the Endless Fire Region, but they would definitely know it.

This is really the end.

For some reason, this thought came to Yao Wan's mind.

Or should we just silence this guy now?
"Xiao Yan."

"What's the matter? Your husband is listening!"

"After you get out, don't rush to spread this news—"

Yao Wan took a deep breath, making sure she could say this as calmly as possible.

"I understand what Wan'er means. Don't worry."

Xiao Yan nodded vigorously.

"Um……"

Yao Wan murmured, after all, they have been married for decades, so they still have some trust in each other.

(End of this chapter)