My Wife is the Final Boss

2021-11-15

  Chapter 200 Hidden Sea Fog

Li Zhibai sat quietly in the pavilion, looking sideways There is a slanting moon in the sky.

Her willow brows furrowed slightly.

I don’t know if it’s because of the weird big day today. Even the moon is not normal. It always gives her a...gloomy feeling, plus the night time, Xu Chang'an and Yun Qian’s small courtyard......

The scene here is fine during the day, and to be honest at night... It’s kind of Yin Sector.

The shining red lanterns, small roads, and Moon Sect are strangely indescribable.

Therefore, Xu Chang'an normally puts Yun Qian here alone, and I really don't know that Dao Heart hurts people.

Maybe it is because of this kind of environment that she feels that the knife in the kitchen is gloomy?

Xu Chang'an is really careless. He is now a cultivator of Source Expanding Realm, and he can actually be cut by a handful of iron.

Li Zhibai leaned sideways on the kiosk, thinking that she should have not been in the kitchen for a long time, remembering the group of sisters who could cook a long time ago, it seems that it is common to be cut off, so I think oneself if it is. When you are cooking, you should also experience the feeling of being cut.

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"The oblique moon sinks into the sea and the sea fog is hidden, and the Jieshi Xiaoxiang road is boundless. I don't know how many people will return by the moon..."

In the study, Yun Qian The cold voice evoked some memories of her past, and the dark pupils flowed out inexplicable emotions.

Looking at these few lines of seven-character songs copied by Xu Chang'an, Yun Qian occasionally wonders whether he really is as clueless as he looks after experiencing so much. ? Otherwise, how could it happen to poke her most vulnerable place.

But when I think that Xu Chang'an is reluctant to toss her, I know it is a coincidence.

Yun Qian looked at the seven-character songs in the collection of poems, and forced oneself to focus on the shape rather than poetry. The ink characters are like red silk, with hundreds of thousands of turns, and tenacious hidden in them. , Like a strong pine on a mountain, will always stand there.

The girl took out a red silk from the drawer, tied it in front of the owner's eyes, and used a blindfold to block his vision.

Memories of the distant past reverberated in my mind. I thought that the unforgettable feelings rooted in the depth of one's soul would accompany her forever until the collapse of Star River, but now I find that she is better than oneself imagined Much calmer.

She is not "she", she is Yun Qian, but also Yun Qian.

After Xu Chang'an leaves, does this memory of Yun Qian really belong to her?

Still, this memory should be related to these collections of poems, the sword Xu Chang'an used, the courtyard where I lived, the road I walked...

Should this memory be hidden in the treasure house with the name Yun Qian and the world he once existed?

Yun Qian suddenly realized one thing, she understood why the own memory had been lost so much.

It turned out not to be lost, but it was treasured by her.

The oblique moon sinks.

Hidden sea fog.

Yun Qian lifts the head, that bleak moonlight falls on the blood-red silk through the gap of the window.

Miss Yun who is next to Xu Chang'an is already a human being, and human adaptability is really terrifying. Those who pass by and those who can’t pass by will pass sooner or later.

It's useless for a girl to pray for God's blessings. All Miss Yun can do is to make all the good things come to an end as late as possible.

This is really an infinitely long road, just like Heavenly Dao's proverbial reincarnation, but she is happy with it.

How many people will return by taking advantage of the moon? I   'm home alone.

Yun Qian's eyes are calm under the silk, she knows why oneself doesn't like the poem "no cloud".

Maybe it's because she knows one thing very well, that is, Xu Chang'an can have no clouds by her side.

When there are no clouds, there are girls like Li Zhibai, Liu Qingluo, Wen Li, and they will have a more exciting life.

Just look at Li Zhibai.

Li Zhibai can also appreciate the font she appreciates, and Liu Qingluo can also like what she likes.

Think about it carefully, compared to Heavenly Dao's natural formation of karma, she is the third party from outside.

The third party teases and manipulates Xu Chang'an's life like a puppet. Oneself is indeed a villain.

How come you don’t know how Dao Heart hurts people.

I should feel sorry for him.

"..."

That Li Zhibai is really good. It can actually arouse her emotions and make her fall into such a faint thinking.

Yun Qian likes her very much.

Splashes quietly fell, and it rained outside again.

A girl occasionally has a girlish heart. Who makes her called Yun Qian now?

The heart of a girl, sometimes it is to hurt the spring and sadness.

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I don’t know how long it will take, Xu Chang’an is ready for all the supper. He glances at Li Zhibai who is watching the moon by the railing outside the window.

It's raining, and I can't let the husband come back to sit quietly and watch the moon.

What's so good about the moon? My husband has watched it for so many years, but he is still not bored.

Xu Chang'an turned around helplessly and said in a low voice.

"It's so noisy."

From a few moments ago, this broken System began to warn endlessly. If he hadn't forced oneself to calm down, it would have delayed his cooking.

Although Miss Yun is by her side, it is normal for System to warn and apply Heavenly Dao Points, but tonight seems to be particularly intense.

But Mr. is watching the waning moon outside the door, what is the danger of impossible.

Shouting like System can only make Xu Chang'an aggravate his dislike for it.

Take a look at the hour.

It really made the girl wait for a long time.

Xu Chang'an wiped off his fingers and pushed open the door of the study room to call Yun Qian to eat, but he hadn't spoken yet, and the movements of his whole body seemed to freeze. After a while...all his movements changed. Be careful.

Outside the window, the silhouette of the moonlight passed through the window and fell on Yun Qian's body. She saw the girl propped her face with one hand, and a crimson ribbon tied to her eyes, breathing evenly.

Asleep?

Yun Qian fell asleep just like this.

Xu Chang'an looked at the ribbon, with a faint strange color flowing in his pupils.

He walked over and gently untied the ribbon behind Yun Qian's head, and said helplessly, "I know the bed here is broken. You don't want to walk two more steps, but if it is If you think fire stone is dazzling, then put out fire stone and cover your eyes."

He said to put away the collection of poems, and while Yun Qian slowly opened his eyes, he said, "Wake up? It's time to pack up and eat."

Yun Qian was still at a loss for a nap, but after hearing Xu Chang'an's voice, she became more clear.

"Eating...?"

She trembled and slowly got up, said in a tranquil voice: "Why did I fall asleep."

"Knowing that you are tired today." Xu Chang'an grabbed Yun Qian's hand, wiped away the tears from the corner of Yun Qian's eyes because of the nap, and said seriously: "Today's dinner should satisfy the young lady. "

"en." Yun Qian felt the temperature of Xu Chang'an, and said: "I just had a dream."

"The dream should wake up." Xu Chang 'an smiled at Yun Qian: "What dream is more important than filling your stomach."

"Yes."

(End of this chapter)