I'm picking up attributes in the wasteland

Chapter 110 You and I stand on the peak of the ancient times, laughing at the changing situation
Leng Feiyang glanced outside, because of the war, the house was damaged and people were injured, it was indeed not a good time for reception.

With a helpless smile on his face, he said:
"Wuyou, I won't keep you. Next time you come back, remember to come and have a look at the house. I will definitely treat you well and won't neglect you like this!"

There's no way, I can't even cook food now, so I can only send them away.

"Brother Qiu, won't you see me off?"

Huang Wuyou walked to the door, saw Leng Qiu standing there, as if unwilling to move, asked coldly.

Leng Qiu suddenly realized that he had forgotten this simple way of hospitality, and was still thinking about how to improve his strength.

He hurried over and said:
"I have to send it, I just thought about the situation in the battle, and my mind was distracted! Please!"

With one word, the embarrassment was overcome, and he led the way, sending Huang Wuyou away.

Leng Feiyang stood at the door and watched them walk out of Qinglan City, heaving a sigh of relief.

"Sovereign, the young master and Princess Wuyou seem to be a good match. It's just that the cold poison on Princess Wuyou's body, I wonder if it can be cured?"

Tianying appeared beside Leng Feiyang, and his voice sounded softly.

Still very rough, not as crisp as in private.

"Cold poison, as long as Qiu'er can bear it, they can get rid of it easily. I don't really care."

"It's just that Qiu'er doesn't seem to care about Huang Wuyou. Is she too cold-tempered? She has icy muscles and bones that are rare in a thousand years, and her future achievements will at least be in the quadrupolar dragon realm!"

Leng Feiyang planned for Leng Qiu early on, hoping to have the best future.

"No, regardless of appearance, temperament, talent, and character, Princess Wuyou is the best choice. Maybe the young master has concerns? Have you felt her strength?"

Tianying had doubts and guesses on his face, not knowing what was going on in their hearts.

At this moment, Leng Yi and Huang Wuyou were walking outside Qinglan City, surrounded by maids and guards, a hundred meters away.

Stepping on the green grass under your feet, looking at the official road from a distance, the air was silent for a while, and you walked forward silently.

"Brother Qiu..."

"Princess Carefree..."

After an unknown amount of time, the two spoke together as if they had made an agreement, and Leng Qiu burst out laughing.

There was more light in Huang Wuyou's eyes, and a faint red glow flew up on his face.

"Unexpectedly, there is a tacit understanding between us. It can be regarded as our beginning! I have already expressed my heart to you. I have something to say to you."

Huang Wuyou spoke first, and said coldly:

"I was born with a special physique, with icy muscles and fine bones, and a cold poison in my body. It is difficult for me to be like a normal woman. I laugh, cry, and worry. This happens all year round. Please don't take it to heart!"

In one sentence, explain why you are always cold and don't show any expression, so as to avoid misunderstanding between the two.

Leng Qiu suddenly realized, and said:
"I see. I wanted to ask this question just now. Is there anything that can relieve the cold poison? Since we will be together in the future, I will pay attention first."

As long as it is not born without feelings, it is easy to say.

He didn't want to marry an ice lump and put it on the bed.

Huang Wuyou admired his frankness, his face slightly flushed, and said:
"This... Well, in fact, if you can withstand the cold, the cold poison will be cured on your wedding day!"

To put it bluntly, the cold poison needs to be relieved by men.

"Ah? Good! In terms of strength, there is a huge gap between me and you. You are so good, there may be many suitors around you, and if you want to defeat them, I must be strong enough. Wait for me, within two years, I will definitely keep pace with you! "

Leng Qiu was taken aback for a moment, then suddenly understood, and immediately gave her a promise.

Guessing will never be groundless, how many people want to surrender to Huang Wuyou.

For a man, the status of a princess, and being a strong man himself, has a fatal attraction to conquer her.

"I can protect myself, my strength will improve very quickly, and I also believe that Brother Qiu's future is limitless. There must be a seat for you in the vast ancient continent, as long as you are by your side!"

Huang Wuyou's words are equivalent to letting go of many of his shackles, and he is full of expectations for his future.

Of course, it is also related to the cognition that the strength of the ancient continent is respected.

Depend on the strong!
"We don't know what the future holds. I hope you and I can stand on the peak of the ancient times and watch the changing situation with a smile! Alright, let's go!"

Leng Qiu gave her a promise and a vision for the future, and it was time to leave.

"Brother Qiu, when the war in the Leng family is over, I will return to the Snow Mountain Sect to wait for you. If you don't come, I won't leave!"

Huang Wuyou's icy figure flew up into the sky with the observance of the marriage contract, like the Nine Heavens Emperor, passing away.

Fluttering like a celestial being, he landed on the carriage and disappeared in a flash.

Only the stunning cold face was left, imprinted in Leng Qiu's eyes.

"Hope we have a good outcome! Goodbye!"

Leng Qiu looked at her back and said lightly.

Turn around and go back to Leng's house.

There are more things on his body, the three-year agreement with Gu Qingyi, the past six months.

Now there is a marriage contract again.

In the future, one must ascend to the Nine Heavens, overlook the barren ancient times, and suppress a great world like a towering sky!
The ambition in my heart has already been set, and I need to catch up as soon as possible.

"Master, news has come that the 50 members of Leng's family are all in the northwest military camp. That is the Zhang family's lair, and there are not only five gods masters, but also [-] troops!"

Just when Leng Qiu entered Leng's house, she saw Princess Jiu and Yihong Nuncui approaching, and said with countless shocks on her face.

That place, the master went, wouldn't he be sent to die?

"The news is so fast? Where did the news come from?"

Compared to their fear and timidity, Leng Qiu didn't take it to heart, and asked lightly.

It was not the nine princesses and three daughters who answered him, but Leng Feiyang, who came from the hall and said:
"Qiu'er, there's no rush to save people. We'll wait until the news is confirmed. You and I, father and son, haven't talked for a long time. Talk to me."

"it is good!"

Leng Qiu didn't know what he was talking about, but since the news is uncertain, let's wait.

The two of them flew into the sky together, stood on the flyover, and overlooked the entire Qinglan City.

Watching the Leng Mansion pay the pension, help build the shattered house, and tidy up the Leng Mansion, he was busy.

The war is over, and although it was victorious, it left scars that will never be erased.

"Qiu'er, do you hate me? I sent you from the wealthy Leng family to the Qingshan sect, causing endless trouble!"

While Leng Qiu was watching, Leng Feiyang's voice suddenly came from his ear.

If it is an ordinary young master, he will definitely be sent to the best sect and enjoy boundless care, how can he let himself perish by himself.

Leng Qiu is a person who has died once, and his body is Leng Qiu, a program ape from the earth.

"What about hate? You have arrangements, so you must have your own ideas?"

He didn't have a trace of hatred, but was very grateful.Otherwise, how could he have traveled through time, and how could he have such a wonderful life.

I stay with the code all day, and no one knows when I die suddenly.

Of course, if Leng Feiyang is willing to talk, I would also like to know his thoughts.

As an Eighth Palace Realm, he is stronger than Qing Yun Zong Chao Xiaofeng, can't he guide his son?
　A new day has begun, and the author has to ask for recommendation tickets and comments from various sources.

　　


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