Murong Ningyue, who was about to fall into confusion, was still thinking to herself that Ye Yaorao's muscles felt really good!

At this time, the night outside became darker and there was even a little more chill, but Murong Ningyue and Ye Yaorao were like bathing in fire

Drops of sweat slowly rolled down from the two of them, and it was already the middle of the night when the wind stopped and the rain stopped.

Murong Ningyue snuggled in Ye Yaorao's arms and whispered: "You should leave tomorrow morning. If there is nothing to do, don't come to me."

Ye Yaorao smiled badly when she heard this: "What? You just want to throw your husband aside after eating it all? Madam, you are too bad, aren't you?"

"You know that's not what I mean. I just want to advance quickly. It's just that the cultivation of immortals is much more difficult than when they were in Xingyue Continent and Yaoguang Continent!"

Murong Ningyue sighed helplessly, why don’t she want to stay with Ye Yaorao all day and night?

Ye Yaorao patted Murong Ningyue's shoulder and comforted her: "Madam, you don't have to be too anxious. You always have to take your steps and take your time in practice. When you reach the seventh-grade immortal, we will go to Yaoguang Continent to take Qingyun over!"

When Murong Ningyue heard Ye Yaorao mention Ye Qingyun, she couldn't help but think of that lively and cute little girl in her mind. She had indeed not seen Ye Qingyun for some days.

When they thought of Ye Qingyun, Murong Ningyue naturally thought of the others in the Demon Moon Valley. Qingyan and Murong Yushuang didn’t know how they were doing now?

"When everything is over, let's go back to Yaoyue Valley to live the simplest and most peaceful life together, okay?"

Murong Ningyue suddenly raised her head and asked Ye Yaorao. Ye Yaorao nodded and looked yearning in her eyes. Compared with the Emperor who was awe of thousands of people, he was indeed more willing to be a good husband and a good brother.

Murong Ningyue stopped talking and hugged Ye Yaorao a little tighter. She still has a long way to go to reach the seventh-grade immortal!

But Murong Ningyue was full of confidence at this time and she would definitely be able to reach the seventh-grade immortal within ten years!

The night passed without realizing it. When the sky outside the house was bright and a ray of morning light shone through the window screen on the ground in front of the bed, Ye Yaorao and Murong Ningyue were already dressed neatly.

Murong Ningyue carefully tidied Ye Yaorao's clothes, and when she was sure that everything was fine, she smiled gently: "Okay, I am worthy of being my husband of Murong Ningyue, so she is so handsome!"

Ye Yaorao said angrily: "Madam, are you praising your husband or yourself? Why do I feel wrong to listen to me?"

"Of course I'm praising myself! What do you have to praise? Okay, hurry up and leave! I don't want to keep you anymore! I hate it."

Although Murong Ningyue kept rushing Ye Yaorao away, Ye Yaorao could feel the reluctance and entanglement in Murong Ningyue's heart.

Before Ye Yaorao left, she suddenly took out a flying sword and said to Murong Ningyue: "My wife saw you take the Liuyun Sword at Shuoguang Auction House. How can that kind of garbage flying sword be worthy of you? You can use this flying sword!"

Murong Ningyue took the flying sword and saw that the flying sword was very different from the ordinary flying sword. From the appearance, it was a bit light and exquisite. What surprised Murong Ningyue even more was that there seemed to be a different kind of energy in this flying sword.
Chapter completed!