Chapter 1 Battle End

At this moment, Wu Zhao just covered her mouth with her hands, and her eyes kept falling crystal tears. How could she have the courage to speak? Now she is more than 20 years older than Luohe, and she can be the mother of Luohe! Wu Zhao thought so, and the soldiers around him were probably surprised, but Luohe did not have such an idea at all. In his eyes, Wu Zhao was Wu Zhao. Even if she became a 90-year-old woman, she was still his Wu Zhao.

Without saying anything, Luo He went straight forward to get close to Wu Zhao, but Wu Zhao suddenly pushed back and stopped him, "Don't come over!"

"Why? I'm Luohe. It took me a lot of time to save you from the palace, and don't you have me in your heart? Look." Luo He took out the sachet that Wu Zhaoxiu gave him from his arms. "This is the love you gave me, and there is your own name on your back."

"That's a thing of the past. Now I have died young, and I have a sky-high gap with you."

"Bullshit! You and I are standing here, and I can hold your hand as long as I take a step forward!"

"Don't come here!" Wu Zhao retreated again, but who is Luohe? How can he listen? When Wu Zhao saw that Luohe was still moving forward, he hurriedly retreated and gently with his feet. His body had jumped high back and quickly fled out. Luo He is not willing to give up. He has just recovered his memory of Wu Zhao. How can he let Wu Zhao go? Luo He is very clear that once he makes a mistake today, there will be no possibility for him and Wu Zhao to meet in the future!

Although the speed of Wu Zhao is very fast, it is still not as fast as Luohe, and Luohe finally caught up with Wuzhao. However, at this time, they were several kilometers away from the army camp.

" Let go of me!" Luo He finally held Wu Zhao tightly in his arms with both hands, holding the delicate body that made him lose his soul, which made him dream.

"I won't let go. Even if I die, I will turn into the air around you and accompany you forever." No matter how Wu Zhao broke free, Luo He hugged him. Finally, Luo He saw that Wu Zhao broke away and directly kissed Wu Zhao's body.

"Well..." Wu Zhao was stunned at first and slowly stood still from the original struggle. Luo He still hugged her, and his eyes gradually blurred. Luo He pried open Wu Zhao's teeth with his tongue and opened Wu Zhao's heart. Although Wu Zhao was no longer struggling, Luo He still hugged him tightly for fear that she would leave him.

This kiss seems to have kissed the whole century. When both of them opened their eyes, Luohe found that the surrounding sky had faded.

Looking at the martial arts photos close at hand and the aging face, Luohe was guilty and about to bleed. He reached out and slowly stroked Wu Zhao's smooth but wrinkled face and muttered softly, "Although I don't know why you became like this, I want to tell you that no matter what you become, you are my woman, a woman who only belongs to me. Even if you and I die, our souls are all It will be entangled and will never be separated.

Wu Zhao was still hugged by Luo He. She slowly leaned her head gently on Luo He's chest. At this moment, she looked strangely warm and quiet in her heart. She was satisfied, really. From Luohe's words, Wu Zhao heard that Luohe obviously did not know that she had become like this because of saving Luohe. From this, it can be seen that Luo He's move was not because of his inner guilt, but because he really had himself in his heart. Because as Luohe, what kind of beauty he will not have, naturally he will not take a fancy to his deceased self.

Wu Zhao actually has no ambition. She is just a very ordinary woman. Although her master said that she is destined to return and will one day fly to the Golden Heavenly Court to become the spiritual master of the day; but she is not rare. What she wants is not supreme power or contempt. The power of all sentient beings is a man who can cherish and love her.

Although the man is still stroking his ** with his salted fish hand.

"Ouch!" Luo He only felt that his hand had been pricked by a needle and hurriedly withdrew, and then Wu Zhao's slightly coquettish eyes greeted him.

"Hey, your place feels so good that you accidentally fell into it."

"The apprentice." Wu Zhao glanced at Luohe angrily.

"You can say whatever you want, as long as you don't leave me, you can beat me and scold me." With that, Luo He half closed his eyes and put on a posture of beating and scolding.

"Why did I beat you and scold you? I didn't deserve it..." Wu Zhao's seductive mouth was sealed by Luo He again. The kiss was not deep, but this kiss was very domineering. Luo He was telling Wu Zhao with his behavior and eyes that she was already his woman. It doesn't matter that she deserved it.

"From today on, you are the private property of my Luohe River. You can't leave me a meter without my permission; you can't cry without my permission, you can only laugh. I want you to accompany me every day, let me spoil you, love you, protect you, pity you, love you, and care for you..."

Luo He didn't finish his words, and his mouth had been counterattacked by Wu Zhao. Wu Zhao gently touched Luohe's lips, and the softness made Luohe almost beastly. Wu Zhao held Luohe's face in his hands and stared straight at Luohe: "I promise you that I will always be with you from now on. Unless you don't want me one day, you will die, and I will rely on you."

"Hmm, you won't die. I not only want you to live a long life, but also want you to accompany me until the end of life." Speaking of this, Luo He suddenly shouted in a low voice, "Open the door!"

Luo He originally thought that he would help Wu Zhao recover his youth with the power of Shengmen, but he failed. Luo He found that with the power of his current life, he obviously could not make up for the lost vitality of Wu Zhao.

"It's useless. Although your spell is very powerful, what I lose is vitality. I will never be able to return to my original appearance unless I am immortal."

"The art of immortality?" An idea suddenly flashed in Luohe's mind. The power of Shengmen is that it can live, flesh and bones, and make people have eternal youth. However, Luohe's current realm can only be healed. Luohe knows that with the improvement of his realm, the power of the eight gates against the sky will also change, becoming stronger and stronger. In terms of opening the door alone, once Luohe enters the realm of "Jingmen", in the case of opening the door, he can even break the space with power alone, thus producing extremely terrible destructive power. It's not like now, after opening the door, Luohe is simply increasing its strength.

Luohe thought about it. If he wants Wu Zhao to have eternal youth, he must at least wait for Luohe to enter the realm of "Jingmen", which is equivalent to having the realm of "land immortals". Luohe has just entered the realm of "opening the door". At his cultivation speed, if there is no adventure, it will take at least more than ten years to enter the realm of "Jingmen".

However, Luo He quickly got rid of these thoughts, and Luo He has always believed a sentence - "If things are man-made, people will win the sky."

At the beginning, didn't he also experience countless failures, and in the end, he succeeded in crossing.

Luohe stared straight at Wu Zhao and said word by word, "Zhaoer, I will definitely restore you to your original appearance, no matter how difficult the process is. But before that, you must tell me who hurt you, and I'm going to destroy that bastard family!"

Wu Zhao shook his head slightly and said, "Actually, I was originally like this, but I usually use the immortal method taught by the master to temporarily have a 20-year-old youth."

"Well, in this case, you can wait. I will definitely let you have eternal youth."

"No, I don't want to do that. I just want to be by your side forever, even if it's only for a year."

Luohe knew that it was useless to say anything now. He just hugged Wu Zhao's delicate body and swore secretly in his heart.