Chapter 2208: When will the deceased return (Part 1)
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The Pinnacle of Martial Arts Cultivation
- 六月锦鲤
- 697 characters
- 2021-03-03 03:35:28
Xuan Jing, the imperial palace garden.
The female emperor Jiang Zhixi sat calmly on a bench and was dazed.
She held a big white cat in her arms. The white cat was lazily basking in the sun, half-closed her eyes, enjoying Jiang Zhixi's embrace very much.
I don't know when it started, Jiang Zhixi has become accustomed to this kind of life. Every day, she will take a period of time, just sit quietly, without saying a word, letting time pass.
She seemed to be waiting, waiting for someone to call herself... Xiao Qi!
In retrospect, she was only 28 years old. Once in Xuan Jing, she pretended to be a little beggar and put it in a person's arms.
This bump, bumped for a lifetime!
Now, decades have passed since that person left, Jiang Zhixi's face has not changed at all, but he looks more mature than ever.
The innocence and innocence on his face seemed to have been worn away with the passage of time.
Over the past few decades, there have been too many changes in Da Xuan. Jiang Zhixi has become a competent female emperor.
Even so, Jiang Zhixi did not pull down his cultivation.
Even now, it has reached the realm of Wu Wang peak.
Because she knew that Chen Fan could return at any time, she could not get old, let alone wait for that day.
She wants to make herself stronger and better, because only in this way can she be worthy of your indomitable man!
She did it.
Canglan Island is very rare nowadays even Wuhou, but as the empress Jiang Zhixi, she has reached the peak of Wuwang. I have to say that this is a miracle.
In fact, there is a great relationship between the practice of double cultivation when he married Chen Fan.
Back then, Chen Fan used to consciously transfer the power in his body into Jiang Zhixi, Mu Wanrong and Zhuge Yun.
This power has only been refined in recent years. At this moment, not only Jiang Zhixi, but also the cultivation of the other two women have reached the realm of Wu Wang's peak.
Everyone is working hard, waiting for the day when Chen Fan returns again, and the men waiting for them will stay together with themselves.
"Meow……"
The white cat suddenly yelled and turned his head to the side. Two pretty figures were walking slowly.
Zhuge Yun in a plain robe, and Mu Wanrong in a scarlet dress.
"Sister, are you sitting here in a daze again?"
Mu Wanrong spoke softly, shocking Jiang Zhixi's thoughts.
She smiled slightly and gave up a little seat: "Sisters, sit down, I'm always like this, I'm used to it."
When he said this, Jiang Zhixi's eyes showed loneliness.
What she wanted was to hear the familiar Xiao Qi while sitting in the middle of the Imperial Garden.
It's just a pity that she never heard it.
"My sister misses him again, counting the time, it's been several decades now, why don't you even have a letter?"
Zhuge Yun spoke a little thoughtfully, and it could be seen that she missed Chen Fan very much.
When Chen Fan was mentioned, the atmosphere between the three women was obviously silent. After a long time, Mu Wanrong sighed and touched her stomach.
"It's also to blame for the three of us failing to live up to our stomachs, for failing to leave him an offspring."
"The outside world is so dangerous, do you think Chen Fan will..."
"No!" Jiang Zhixi interrupted suddenly, his whole body firmer than ever.
"He definitely won't, thinking he knows that we are still here waiting for him, waiting for him, he will never abandon us!"
These remarks seemed to cheer for himself, and also seemed to be an excuse for Chen Fan.
In short, the expressions of the three girls are all complicated.
For decades, they have suffered from lovesickness and can only use daily practice to paralyze themselves.
When there is no one, they once asked themselves, when are they waiting like this?
Was the choice that year really correct?
And every time at this time, there will be another firm voice in their hearts.
"correct!"
Because they pursued what they wanted and insisted on it.
Everything is enough!
They can even look forward to the day when their men will step on the clouds and slowly appear in front of them.
Say something to them.
"I miss you."