Nirvana's wife is too black

Chapter 224

"Dancer."

"Huh?" Feng Wu who was walking in front suddenly turned around when her name was called suddenly, and her lips stuck to Bei Muge's lips.

The soft lips made Bei Muge's heart flutter slightly, and he clasped Feng Wu's head, deepening the sudden kiss.

With a hint of punishment, she bit Feng Wu's lips lightly.

It wasn't until that delicate face was flushed red from the kiss, as delicate and charming as a red apple, that Bei Muge snickered and let go of her.

"Well, hooligan!" Feng Wu pushed him away, turned around and strode away.

There is no intention of turning back.

Bei Muge snickered and hurriedly chased after her.

Behind him, a white figure under the willow tree slightly pursed the corners of his lips.

She is Nan Xu.

"It turns out that she is really my daughter." Nan Xu murmured, looking at the back of Feng Wu and the two walking away, his eyes showed disappointment.

If I hadn't left...

No, she has already figured out what her daughter will inevitably experience after her birth. Although it is vague, it will be clearly visible within 15 years.

Parents are alienated, mothers are separated.

Maybe this is really what she said, her first robbery, right?
——Mom, I don't hate you, because those 15 years were just fragments of my soul, and that was also the first catastrophe after my reincarnation.

Outside the Zuixian Tower, Xuanwu Street is the closest to Jian'an City, and this street also leads to the Xuanwu Gate of the Imperial Palace.

It is not as noisy as the market, but it is also very cold. At this time, there are occasionally one or two small vendors on the street selling some food from the Southern Continent.

As Feng Wu walked all the way, Bei Muge followed her all the way.

The two of them went one in front of the other, and whether it was Feng Wu's intention or not, their footsteps gradually slowed down, and as soon as they turned their heads, they saw Bei Muge beside him.

"Am I still a hooligan?" Bei Muge held Feng Wu's hand and interlocked his five fingers, the faint warmth seemed to return to the 20 years in the dream.

It seems to have returned to Feng Wu's college days.

Warm and cozy.

The two held hands tightly as if no one was around, and walked together on the streets of Xuanwu.

Occasionally walking through noisy and lively street corners, or lonely empty alleys, every section of the road seems to depict the traces of life, either brilliant or lonely.

Either there are many dangers, or there are many disasters.

But every street corner here is like a crossroads in life. Feng Wu believes that there must be losses in every gain, that there must be results in this world, that her heart still loves Bei Muge at this moment, and that At this moment, he is hers.

that's enough.

After walking for a long time, I was a little tired, but I walked to the Xuanwu Gate unknowingly.

Looking at the Xuanwu Gate, which was mottled by the years but brilliant and majestic, Feng Wu frowned.

A familiar atmosphere emanated from the palace, that feeling seemed familiar.

It's just that at this moment, there seems to be a strangeness.

"Spiritual Girl Temple." Feng Wu murmured.

Her voice was so small that Bei Muge, who was immersed in the warm time at this moment, couldn't hear her clearly, and looked at her in a daze.

"Wait for me here." Feng Wu let go of his hand and swept towards the palace against the wind.

"Wu'er!" Bei Muge exclaimed, and hurriedly followed, but his heart was extremely anxious. There are countless high-level spiritual masters secretly guarding such a forbidden area of ​​the palace.

There is only one Wu'er, no matter how powerful she is, she can't stand the crowd!
The more anxious my heart became, the faster Lue Feng's speed was, but after a word, I didn't see Feng Wu's figure.

My heart is getting colder and colder.

Fearing that something might happen to Feng Wu, Bei Muge squeezed his hands tightly and narrowed his eyes: "Feng Xun, go find Madam! Immediately, immediately!"

An almost growling voice sounded depressingly.

There was no one answering behind him, only the faint sound of piercing the wind.

Bei Muge listened, his narrowed eyes filled with coldness.

(End of this chapter)