C11 A Regard to the Euphorbia

Wang Baoyu was completely immersed in his cultivation method, completely unaware of the time. What was worth celebrating was that his memory was extremely good. After carefully reading it a few times, it was deeply imprinted into his mind.

Luo Qian was carrying two beds's worth of luggage and carrying a basket containing the Five Elements Fruits. As she was walking along the road in Qingchuan City, it immediately caused a sensation.

Second Miss had married! Married to a mortal!

There was no grand wedding, no vows to the sect, no greetings from the young master, and even the second young miss personally carrying the luggage. It was truly shocking.

Judging from this, this little brat was definitely something. He had quite the airs. He clearly knew that his wife's legs were not nimble, but he still didn't come to help!

Regardless of how many people were pointing at her, Luo Qian did not say a single word. Her heart was filled with happiness, and even her walking speed had become much faster.

When they returned to the medicine garden, Luo Qian put down the fruit basket and laid down the bed. She saw that Wang Baoyu was still sitting at the table motionlessly. She moved closer and saw the paper.

"Baoyu, don't bother. These are ancient characters, and no one can recognize them. Nangong Rui usually studies this. Currently, the number of words she knows doesn't exceed a hundred. " Luo Qian rubbed Wang Baoyu's shoulder and said softly.

Wang Baoyu pulled her back, and said with a smile, "My wife, I won't hide this from you. Not only do I recognize these characters, I can also make out the wrong words."

Luo Qian's body suddenly trembled. Her expression was one of extreme shock. After a while, she said, "Baoyu, are you from ancient times?"

"I can't remember. Don't worry about that for now. This is finger flicking technique. You can practice it even if you're only at the fifth stage. It's very suitable for you." "According to what is written above, even a sixth or seventh layer cultivator might not be a match for you."

Seeing Luo Qian's look of disbelief, Wang Baoyu began to recite the words and explain what was going on.

"Precious jade!"

Tears flashed in Luo Qian's eyes as she hugged the man's neck. Wang Baoyu repeated the words several times. After all, Luo Qian had been cultivating for many years.

"Although I don't understand the rules here, but it's better to be clear about one thing. Cultivation methods are something that must be fought over. Burn it!" Wang Baoyu said.

Luo Qian nodded, took the paper outside and burned it.

Wang Baoyu recognized these ancient characters, and he would undoubtedly become the rarest talent on the Spirit Spill Continent. If the husband and wife agreed on a contract, they would never mention it to anyone, otherwise their troubles would be endless.

At the end of his life of flight, Wang Baoyu finally had a home after several life-threatening crises.

Food was scarce. Even on their wedding night, they were still eating the Five Elements Dried Fruit. Luo Qian said it was spring and the Five Elements Fruit would only ripen in the autumn. Then, they would be able to eat fresh fruits.

The moonlight, like water, shone through the window into the room, covering the two men lying side by side on the bed with a silver sheen.

How could He De marry such a good wife? Wang Baoyu's heart was filled with emotion. He thought for a moment, then slowly pulled out something from his bosom and handed it to Luo Qian, "Qianqian, when I change my clothes today, I found that I still have this thing with me."

Luo Qian took it suspiciously. She discovered it was a small pouch with red silk and gold threads. There was a five-colored string that could fit the pouch tightly.

Luo Qian couldn't see it clearly under the moonlight. She took out a Night Light Stone and started observing it carefully.

"The workmanship is ordinary, but the lines on the lining are very special, as if there are many symbols. Who gave it to you? It must be a woman, right? " Luo Qian was a bit jealous.

"I can't remember. I might as well leave it to you. If you don't like it, then throw it away!" Wang Baoyu said. He had taken out this brocade sack because he did not want the couple to be together.

The man's honesty moved Luo Qian. She hesitated for a moment before putting the bag into Wang Baoyu's underwear pocket, "Baoyu, there might be memories of you here, keep them! Anyway, that woman might not be here. "

Wang Baoyu didn't keep trying to destroy the brocade sack. He needed memories, and even more so, items that could awaken memories.

"Qianqian, you gave me this, I will never leave you." Wang Baoyu said solemnly.

"Don't say anymore, I know I'm not worthy of you. When you reach the Foundation Establishment stage, Father will agree to marry you again."

"Since I've chosen you, regardless of life or death, whether you're poor or rich, lonely or glorious, you'll never leave me. And as long as you're here, you'll always be." Wang Baoyu pulled Luo Qian's arm and hugged her tightly.

Luo Qian's blissful tears wet the man's clothes on his chest. After a long while, she finally broke free and became bashful without saying a word.

The four of them looked at each other and their gazes met. It was the first time the two of them had a relationship between a man and a woman.

The two of them clasped their palms together and entered a state of extreme silence. As they felt each other's auras, the two auras quickly collided and fiercely intertwined with each other.

A special feeling, at times slowly and at times urgently, was transmitted throughout Wang Baoyu's entire body. He felt an indescribable comfort and satisfaction as every pore of his body opened up in a pleasant manner.

He had never expected that this kind of special pleasure between a male and female cultivator was even more wonderful than physical contact.

Of course, this extreme pleasure can only be enjoyed if men and women are in love with each other. In a way, this is a sign of civilization's progress.

An hour later, the two of them opened their eyes. They were not exhausted, but their energy was at its peak.

"Baoyu, I think I was floating in the clouds just now. It was so beautiful." Luo Qian blushed as she leaned over and kissed the man. "I feel it. You truly love me."

"Silly girl, of course I'm sincere." Wang Baoyu scratched Luo Qian's nose, "Don't worry about what others say, you're my baby."

Luo Qian couldn't resist such sweet words. She kissed the man next to her again and lay down. Looking out the window at the moonlight, she muttered, "Baoyu, this is the first time I feel that my life is so blissful and beautiful."

"Believe me, good days are yet to come." Wang Baoyu once again held Luo Qian's hand, listening to each other's breathing, and gradually fell asleep.

Horseshoes clanged, smoke billowed, drums sounded, and battles shook the heavens! In the dream, Wang Baoyu held his saber horizontally in front of him. He was unparalleled in this world, and all the mountains and rivers within 10,000 miles were under his feet.

When he woke up from his dream, there was only moonlight! The dead are like this, adding to the melancholy.

Luo Qian slept soundly, recklessly exposing her short legs. Perhaps she wasn't afraid of exposing her shortcomings in front of the man she loved.

Wang Baoyu silently watched the leg for a long time. He thought to himself, if this leg could return to normal, Luo Qian would be a perfect woman. Although he didn't care about this incomplete leg, many people cared about it, and Luo Qian cared even more.

There was a saying that people were afraid of, and Luo Qian had to bear too much of a burden for all these years.

This was a foreign land, and anything could happen here. Wang Baoyu did not think that his thoughts were whimsical, but rather that there might be a Godly Doctor here. As a result, he set his first goal, trekking through mountains and rivers to cure his wife's leg.

The next day, Wang Baoyu and Luo Qian walked out of the small room and examined the medicine garden.

Luo Qian explained that these rare and precious medicinal herbs required dozens of years of growth before they could be used. Some even required hundreds of years.

Only the Soul Concentrating Tree near the pool of iron would produce a Soul Strengthening Fruit every three years, but the fruit was immediately picked. It was difficult for ordinary cultivators to taste.