Chapter 127 Monster comes from the sky (2/2)

Author: Bamboo City Little Overlord

Chapter 127 Monster comes from the sky (22)

Soon, Chen Yike caught up with her sister Chen Yuejian.

Holding my sister's small waist with both hands.

He stared straight at the piece of spiritual cake in his sister's hand.

He kept shouting "Mom" in his mouth.

Chen Yuejian also kept his promise and said that if he catches up and gives his sister a spiritual cake, then he will give her a spiritual cake.

"Come on, little Yi Ke, open your mouth obediently and let my sister feed you. Your hands have been crawling on the ground for so long and are too dirty. You can't take them by yourself."

"Mom!"

Chen Yike didn't seem to understand the human words, so he kept reaching out to grab the spiritual cake.

Chen Yuejian raised the spirit cake high above her head and refused to let her take it.

"Wow...wow...wow!"

After several attempts, Chen Yike found that he couldn't reach the spiritual cake at all. He was so anxious that he opened his mouth to cry, and the evil dragon roared, making people's eardrums buzz.

Soon, Song Huaying and Wen Zhiyun in the room heard the sound and came out.

When they saw Chen Yike standing and grabbing her sister Chen Yuejian's small waist, then raising her head and opening her mouth to cry loudly, both of them were shocked.

What the hell?

A baby who is less than one month old can actually stand up with support?

However, the next second, something happened that shocked them even more.

Chen Yike, who was still crying with her head raised, immediately let go of her sister Chen Yuejian's waist when she saw her mother coming out of the house, and ran towards her mother crying.

Looking at the little Chen Yike, she suddenly ran over crying. Wen Zhiyun and Song Huaying were both stunned. Their mouths opened into an O shape, big enough to stuff two cucumbers at the same time.

"Husband, this, this... little Yi Ke can actually run away?"

Wen Zhiyun looked at Chen An in front, with an expression of disbelief on her face, and for a time she thought she was dreaming.

Chen An had been shocked before, but now he was much calmer and said to the arrogant concubine: "There's no need to make such a fuss. Children with special physiques are like this."

A child with a special constitution? Wen Zhiyun still felt unbelievable, thinking to herself what kind of fairy had given birth to this child?

After calming down for a moment, Song Huaying looked at her daughter and asked, "Xiao Yuejian, why did you make your sister cry?"

"Mom, I didn't make little Yi Ke cry. She wanted to eat the spiritual cake. When I saw her hands were dirty, I thought I would feed her. She refused and insisted on eating it by herself. I wouldn't give it to her.

, and then she cried."

Chen Yuejian explained a little aggrievedly.

the other side.

Chen An felt his cultivation suddenly surge to the seventh level of foundation building, and he was extremely excited.

His strength now is at least ten times stronger than when he was on the fifth level of foundation building.

When facing the terrifying golden elixir powerhouse, if you don't talk about leapfrogging and killing, just talk about saving your life, that's more than enough.

After all, he knows a lot of spells, and his proficiency in many of them has reached an astonishing level.

"If I continue to break through at this rate, I feel like I will be able to achieve the Golden Elixir realm in less than a year."

Chen An thought, and couldn't help but feel slightly excited.

…

A blink of an eye.

The time has come at night.

It's an auspicious time to get married.

Shen Qingyi had already dressed up and was sitting on the bed, waiting for Chen An to come and favor her.

Originally, I wanted to go to church.

He worshiped in the presence of the other three wives and concubines.

But Shen Qingyi felt embarrassed and wanted to simplify the process, so she went directly to the bridal chamber.

As a man, Chen An has no sense of ritual.

Since Shen Qingyi wants to be simple, he is naturally happy to do so.

"Yier, my husband has come in."

As Chen An said this, he opened the door and walked into Shen Qingyi's room.

At this time, Shen Qingyi was sitting quietly by the bed with his hands folded on his lap.

No tension.

Some are just looking forward to it.

Chen An didn't waste any time, walked directly to Shen Qingyi, sat down, and lifted the red hijab with a hint of expectation.

The next second, a charming and pretty face appeared in front of him.

The willow eyebrows are thinner, and the edges have been carefully trimmed, making them very neat.

The lips that were originally slightly pink are now bright red and look particularly alluring.

This is Shen Qingyi with makeup on, she is so beautiful.

"Yier, you are so beautiful."

Chen An expressed the most sincere praise, his eyes filled with the charming Shen Qingyi.

Shen Qingyi hesitated for a moment and said, "Can you not call me Yi'er? It sounds weird to me..."

"What's wrong?"

Shen Qingyi pursed her red lips: "I am over fifty years old. I am not as young and tender as Ying'er and Yue'er. Calling me Yi'er would sound very inappropriate."

"Then what should I call you? I can't call you Fellow Daoist Shen like before, right?"

"Just call me Qingyi."

"Well, I'll listen to you Qingyi."

As Chen An said this, he put his hands on Shen Qingyi's slender waist and began to become restless.

Shen Qingyi blushed, letting Chen An take advantage of her, and said in an extremely shy and inaudible voice: "Husband, let me serve you tonight..."

Chen An smiled and said, "I think it's better for us to serve each other."

After saying that, he picked up Shen Qingyi, who was as red as a rose, gently put her on the bed, took off her shoes and socks, revealing a pair of charming slender feet, and then skillfully untied and pulled out her waist.

He started the first frank communication with her physically and mentally since they met each other, and then got everything about her.

The next day, the sky was still a little bright.

The two of them stayed up all night last night and were now lying on the bed, breathing slightly disorderly and resting.

"Can you get out of bed? If not, I'll bring you breakfast."

Chen An looked at Shen Qingyi's beautiful eyes that were still stained with tears, and said in a gentle and self-reproaching voice.

He thought that Shen Qingyi was a monk in the middle stage of foundation building and had no sympathy for her last night. Unexpectedly, he made Shen Qingyi cry.

"I'm not hungry."

Shen Qingyi's voice sounded extraordinarily soft, without the refreshing feeling of the past, nor any dissatisfaction and resentment about last night, but only the virtuousness of her beloved husband.

Chen An looked at Shen Qingyi's pitiful and sensible look, and cursed in his heart that he was really not a human being last night. He insisted on playing all kinds of tricks without caring about Shen Qingyi's feelings. He was so beastly.

"If you're not hungry, then I'll make you a bowl of spirit fish soup. It can speed up the repair of physical wounds and quickly restore your physical strength."

Finished.

Chen An got dressed and got out of bed, left the room, and went to make fish soup for his heroine concubine.

Come to the yard outside.

We walked to a pond with many spiritual fish and stopped.

Chen An was about to catch the most delicious spiritual fish to make soup.

At this time, a large area of ​​deep purple mist suddenly filled the sky.

In the shape of strands.

Like a piece of purple plastic wrap, it enveloped the entire redwood forest.

"Is this... evil spirit?"

Chen An looked up at the sky, instinctively feeling uneasy.
To be continued...