The strongest starting system

Chapter 1350
On the contrary, Ling Qingjue, who was the coldest and reserved, became the first woman he really recognized.

Zhao Wushuang told his own story again, saving a lot of thrilling links. Even so, Ling Qingjue could still hear the thrills contained in this journey.

It turns out that not only she and the entire Qinglian Holy Land are living under pressure these years, Zhao Wushuang has also been competing with Tiangong all the time.

Even on the other hand, Qinglian Holy Land still retains the last ray of hope, and Zhao Wushuang can only go forward alone, looking back, there is no one behind him.

He is like a lone wolf who hides in the dark forest and licks his wound alone when he is injured. When the sun's first ray of light rises in the forest, he has to run hard again to chase the prey.

Wanting to hear that Zhao Wushuang assembled a group of troops and also came to Shenwu Continent, Ling Qing couldn't help asking curiously:

"What level is the overall strength of the army you have assembled? Let me tell you, the paladins of the Great Song Empire are now in full swing, and even the Xuantie warriors of the Great Qin have been defeated by the paladins."

"Levels?" Zhao Wushuang thought for a while and said, "It should be okay. There are troops from Tuoshe Ghost Domain, Yaozu troops, and my own cronies. There are about a hundred thousand in total."

"The strength of my confidant army is almost at the holy level. Oh yes, there seem to be more than a dozen saints from the Nine Heavens. I don't remember exactly how many."

Ling Qingjue was completely stunned. The level of trusted military saints, more than a dozen saints Jiuchongtian, is Zhao Wushuang sure there is no slip of the tongue?

"Oh, by the way, I came from the Northland, and by the way, I destroyed a kingdom of God there. The emperor of the kingdom of God had a problem with me before, so I got rid of him by the way, and then let those people lead the army I went to the Eastern Continent, and I believe that I will be able to return soon."

Ling Qingjue still didn't react, she was imagining how powerful an army composed entirely of holy-level powerhouses would cause.

"Let's go, let me go to your room to have a rest, I'm tired after running for so many days." Zhao Wushuang said and flew towards Jinyun Peak.

"No." Ling Qingjue stopped him immediately.

"Why? Don't forget, the two of us have communicated as husband and wife. What's wrong with husband and wife living in the same room! Don't you want to say that you are not my wife?" Zhao Wushuang said righteously.

"I..." Ling Qingjue thought for a while and found that it made sense.So he said: "Then you can only rest in my room, and you are not allowed to do other things."

"Sure! Don't worry about my character. If you say I will go east, I will definitely not go west."

So the two came to Ling Qingjue's boudoir, which was very simply furnished, and half of the things placed there were left by Zhao Wushuang back then.

"It must have taken a lot of energy for you to rush back to fight Dao Zun. I'll go get you some food."

After entering the room, Ling Qingjue looked a little embarrassed, so he wanted to turn around and leave.

Zhao Wushuang stretched out his hand to grab her, and said with a smile: "I'm really hungry now, but I don't want to eat food."

"Then what do you want to eat?"

"I want to eat you."

"..."

A struggle came and went quickly, under Zhao Wushuang's gentle offensive, Ling Qingjue broke down the defense that was in vain, and collapsed in his arms.

Her fist was still swinging, but when it landed on Zhao Wushuang's chest, it turned into a soft little fist.

For the young couple, the night time is especially precious, in this quiet cabin surrounded by bamboo forest.

Zhao Wushuang blocked all possible openings of the summoning system, and concentrated on his career.

The longing that has accumulated for five or six years, once it explodes, it will be out of control like a torrent of water.

……

After a sweet reunion, both Ling Qingjue and Zhao Wushuang were satisfied.

Ling Qingjue was resting safely in Zhao Wushuang's arms, with a happy and sweet smile on his face, and a strange blush on his face. Zhao Wushuang glanced down slightly, and was amazed by such amorous feelings.

"You are so annoying, as soon as you come back... now is the critical moment."

It seems that every girl will turn into a delicate little girl in front of the man she likes. In the past, the saint of Qinglian Holy Land that people have imagined is inhuman, cold and picturesque, aloof and beautiful, and now the saint has completely changed. People, no different from the girl next door.

If people outside saw this scene, the sky of Qinglian Holy Land might be turned upside down.

Zhao Wushuang smiled: "After so many years, don't you miss me? It's normal for a little longer. I think back then when the two of us were trapped in the beast space, the magic in my body broke out. Don't you still ..."

Ling Qingjue quickly stretched out his small hand to cover Zhao Wushuang's mouth, his eyes were still a little dodgy.

"This is all in the past, don't mention it..."

Zhao Wushuang smiled and said nothing. He didn't mention it again, but he remembered it in his heart. At that time, the explosive demon energy filled his whole body, and he couldn't find a way to vent it. In desperation, Ling Qingjue could only confront him tit for tat. Fight for three months.

During these three months, the two were sweet and affectionate, and they never separated from the beginning to the end, and part of the demonic energy in Zhao Wushuang's body was also exported, transforming its nature, sorting out Ling Qingjue's physique, which was very important for both of them. Huge benefits have been gained.

Of course, this memory can only be kept in Zhao Wushuang's memory and enjoyed alone.

The beauty in Zhao Wushuang's arms, even if Ling Qingjue entered the Seventh Heaven, couldn't stand Zhao Wushuang's tossing and tossing for three consecutive hours, and fell asleep after a while.

Zhao Wushuang also planned to take a nap, even though he didn't need it in terms of his physical strength, but he didn't want to waste the opportunity to spend his sweet dreams with the beauty.

Before getting under the covers, Zhao Wushuang suddenly remembered something, so he approached Ling Qingjue and asked, "Honey, I want to ask you something."

"Who is your wife, shameless." Ling Qingjue blushed, and wanted to turn his back on Zhao Wushuang.

"Hey, it's really rare that my wife is still shy, but I have something to ask you, where is that kid Xu Guanghan now? I haven't seen him for a long time, let's go see him tomorrow."

"It stands to reason that his talent is not bad, and he is at least a saint now."

Zhao Wushuang was talking to himself, and suddenly found that Ling Qingjue's delicate body froze suddenly.

"What's wrong?" Zhao Wushuang asked tentatively.

Ling Qingjue was silent for a while, before he said: "You don't need to look for him anymore, he is already dead."

silence.

Zhao Wushuang was surprisingly silent. After waiting for several hours, he said again: "How did you die?"

(End of this chapter)