Becoming Immortal Through Getting Married

  Chapter 50 The situation is getting worse

  【Spiritual Consciousness Strength +3】x15

  【Alchemy experience +3】x5

  【Fire Spirit Root Qualification +1】x13

   As dusk approached, Chen An sat on the bed and looked at the reminder message in front of him, and listened to the exhausted shortness of breath coming from beside him, and he couldn't help but feel a little proud.

  Heh, a group of little party dishes, still delusional to have more people to bully others.

   In the end, you didn't even use your golden fingers, and you all surrendered.

   At this level, it is really too weak.

  At this moment, Chen An's self-confidence reached an unprecedented height.

   Almost so high that it is almost shoulder to shoulder with the sun.

   "Mom?"

   "Mom!"

   "Whoa... whoa... whoa!"

  Chen An was complacent, when his daughter's crying suddenly came from the next room.

   Without thinking too much, he immediately got dressed and got out of bed, and hurried to the next room to appease his daughter.

   Soon, the little wife also rushed over.

  She hugged her daughter from her husband's arms, skillfully stroked her head with her hand and said, "See you Xiaoyue, don't cry, mother is here, don't cry, don't cry."

   This tactic of touching the head to kill is very effective, and the daughter stopped crying soon.

   At this time.

  Gu Xinyue walked in from the outside and asked, "Husband, is there anything you want to eat tonight?"

  Chen An was not in a hurry to answer, and instead asked the daughter in Xiaojiao's wife's arms, "See you, Xiaoyue, your mother, Gu, is going to cook. Do you have anything you want to eat?"

   "Chicken! Chicken! Chicken!"

  Chen Yuejian yelled three times in a row with a trace of crying.

  When she usually eats, she often sees her mother eating chicken with a happy face, and she always wants to eat it in her heart.

   Now that she has a lot of teeth, she also wants to eat chicken.

  Gu Xinyue walked up to her and stopped, and said with a smile:

   "Call Gu Niang, call Gu Niang and Gu Niang will cook chicken for you."

   "Girl!"

  Chen Yuejian yelled out without any pressure, but the pronunciation was still a bit inaccurate.

  Gu Xinyue pinched Chen Yuejian's round face, and said lovingly:

   "Xiaoyue is really good, Gu Niang will cook chicken for you."

   After speaking, he turned and left the room, and went to the kitchen to make dinner.

  Looking at the back of Gu Xinyue leaving, Chen An realized belatedly that his little concubine, although she always had a cold appearance on weekdays, was always smiling when she met Chen Yue, giving people a feeling of spring breeze.

   It can be seen that Gu Xinyue likes children very much.

   teased her daughter for a while, and asked her to call her father and queen a few times.

  Chen An didn't stay in the room much.

   Get out of the house.

   Come to the backyard.

  Go to the chicken pen to see the spirit chicken.

   "Rhyme?"

"Why are you here?"

  Chen An saw Wen Zhiyun standing outside the fence of the chicken pen looking at the spirit chicken, and asked curiously.

  Wen Zhiyun glanced at him upon hearing the sound, and then quickly returned to the chicken coop.

   "I'm watching chicks."

   "What's so cool about chickens?"

   "Don't you think chicks are cute?"

   "I think chicken is delicious."

   "Too lazy to talk to you."

  Wen Zhiyun gave Chen An a blank look and didn't want to talk to him.

  Chen An posted it up, hugged her from behind and watched the chick together.

  After a while, Wen Zhiyun suddenly asked:

   "By the way, what's the matter with your cultivation, how did you break through so quickly?"

"you guess?"

   "Don't guess!"

   "Then I won't tell you."

   "Oh, who cares to listen!"

  Wen Zhiyun is as arrogant as ever, completely opposite to the gentle and watery appearance when she was on the bed just now, and there is a great contrast.

  Chen An is like a contrast to this mouth, he can always get the satisfaction of conquering from it, and feels unable to stop.

  Seeing that Wen Zhiyun was so arrogant, he immediately couldn't help but hugged her, then jumped lightly, jumped over the fence and into the chicken coop.

"What are you doing?"

   "No reason, just want to take you in to see the chicken up close."

   "Stop coming!"

   "Hey, my husband likes your hard-talking and soft-body demeanor."

   "You... you are shameless."

   When she said this, Wen Zhiyun's voice had softened a lot, and her body also softened.

  As time goes by, the sun rises in the east in the morning, and this will have begun to fall into the west mountain.

  The sky is getting dark and the temperature is gradually dropping.

   But Chen An, who had fewer and fewer clothes, felt that he was getting hotter and hotter.

   With a few drops of hot sweat dripping down, a reminder message popped out of nowhere in front of his eyes.

  【Fire root qualification +1】

  After coming out of the chicken coop, Wen Zhiyun changed her previous views on chickens.

  In the past, she thought the chick was very cute and pleasing to the eye.

  But now, I feel that a cute little chicken is worthless, far less practical than an edible big chicken.

  Chen An tidied Wen Zhiyun's hair, helped her tidy up her clothes, and asked:

   "Yun'er, what do you want to eat tomorrow, I'll ask Yue'er to make it for you."

   "I want to eat braised chicken, white-cut chicken, stewed chicken with mushrooms, and... guess what?"

  Wen Zhiyun stretched out her tongue and licked her **** red lips as she spoke, with a rare charming and playful expression.

  Want to treat another person in the same way?

  Sister, you are still young.

  Chen An thought with a smile on his face and said, "Can you guess me or not?"

   "Guess your size!"

   Seeing that she failed in her routine, Wen Zhiyun was a little out of breath.

  At this time, the neighbor Han Sanfan's shout suddenly sounded outside the door.

   "Master Chen!"

   "Friend Daoist Wen!"

   "Are you home?"

   "..."

   "Crack—"

  Chen An took Wen Zhiyun to open the door, and saw Han Sanfan with a sword on his waist.

  Seeing the two people coming out of the house, Han Sanfan immediately said: "Master Chen, Fellow Daoist Wen, I have something important to tell you."

  Chen An: "What's the matter?"

  Han Sanfan said mysteriously: "It's not convenient to talk about it here, let's go in and talk about it."

   "No, just say it here."

  Chen An refused to let Han Sanfan into the house.

  In this world of cultivating immortals where cannibalism incidents often occur, one may not have the desire to harm others, but one must not have the desire to guard against others.

   An extremely private place like a house must never let outsiders in.

  Especially outsiders whose cultivation base is as high as the late stage of Qi refining.

   Seeing that Chen An didn't give in, Han Sanfan didn't force it either.

   He turned his head and looked around.

   Seeing that there was no one around, they moved closer and said in a low voice:

   "I have already made an appointment with Daoyou Zhang and Daoyou Liu from the south alley, Daoyou He from the west alley, and Daoyou Tan from the north alley to move out of the Bamboo Leaf Forest at midnight."

   "I want to ask, do you want to leave with us?"

   "The opportunity is only tonight, if you miss it, it will be gone."

  After hearing this, Chen An said without hesitation: "No, we appreciate the kindness of fellow Daoist Han. We have no intention of leaving at present."

  Han Sanfan didn't give up, looked at Wen Zhiyun who he really wanted to take away with him, and asked, "Friend Daoist Wen, how about you?"

   "I listen to my husband."

  Wen Zhiyun said as she raised her slender hand to hold Chen An's arm, indicating her current relationship with Chen An.

  Seeing this scene, Han Sanfan's expression remained unchanged, but he was already cursing in his heart.

  Chen An of Dog Day!

   Pig arch cabbage!

  Fellow Daoist Wen was blind to fall in love with you bastard!

  Han Sanfan still didn't give up, trying to create a sense of crisis and persuaded him: "The situation in Bamboo Leaf Forest is getting worse every day. I'm afraid it will be attacked by Heitian Villa in a short time. If you don't leave now, you will have no choice but to leave then."

   "Not Daoist Han, please go back, we really have no such plan at the moment."

  Chen An refused again.

  Han Sanfan gave up, and said with an unteachable face:

   "You two are really too stubborn. When the Black Iron Villa comes in, you will know how short-sighted it is to reject my kindness today."

   After finishing speaking, Han Sanfan turned around and left.

  But after walking a few steps, he came back, looked at Chen An with a worried face and said:

   "Pill Master Chen, I only told you about this move plan because I treated you like a sibling. I hope you can keep this secret for me."

   "Don't worry, Fellow Daoist Han, I didn't hear anything just now."

   "Then I have nothing to do, I will go first."

  After leaving this sentence, Han Sanfan left quickly.

  Looking at his back as he walked away, Wen Zhiyun thought for a while and said to Chen An:

   "Actually, what Han Sanfan said is correct. The situation in the Bamboo Leaf Forest is becoming more and more serious day by day visible to the naked eye. It is not a place to stay for a long time. Do you have any plans for this?"

   "Yun'er, although the current situation in the Bamboo Leaf Forest is very uncertain, it is much safer than going outside."

  Chen An said again: "Don't worry, I am confident that my husband will break through and become a second-tier alchemist within half a year. At that time, I will try to join the Zhenbao Pavilion and become a full-time alchemist inside, so as to obtain protection."

  Second-level alchemist, treasure line...

  Hearing these two pieces of information, Wen Zhiyun's originally suspended heart suddenly fell.

  She is full of confidence in her husband.

  Chen An looked down at Wen Zhiyun's plump semicircular curves, then at her plump jade legs hidden in the wide avenue robe, couldn't help reaching out and hugging her in his arms, and said in a hot and eager voice:

   "Let's go, Yun'er, tonight is the day we get married, we will have dinner earlier, and then we can start preparing."

"Um."

  Wen Zhiyun snuggled into Chen An's arms like a little woman, and responded to him with a slightly flushed face, and was prepared in her heart to be ravaged by a strong eight-level wind tonight.

  …

  PS: Set up a bowl, ask for a monthly ticket recommendation!

  (end of this chapter)