The Demon King's Pampered Wife: The Alluring Little Poisonous Concubine

Chapter 310 You Are...

Happy to be happy, the business should not be delayed, following the guidance of that breath, the two of them found its source without much effort.

When they saw the blue beads suspended in midair, the two looked at each other before slowly approaching.

In front of him was a gorgeous and simple white table, and on the table was a black lacquered box, from which a beam of light emerged, and the blue bead was suspended above the beam of light.

Wushuang half-closed his eyes and carefully observed the things in front of him. The breath here is indeed the strongest, and it has a feeling of purifying the soul. Under such circumstances, people have to calm down and devote themselves to it.

Without much thought, Wushuang immediately released Qilin. The healing ability here is very powerful. If Qilin is here, it will definitely be several times faster than in the plastic god pool outside.

As soon as Qilin touched the breath outside, he moaned comfortably, turned his head in one direction, and looked gratefully at the woman in front of him.

"From now on, you should practice hard here, and you will recover completely soon."

Wushuang naturally understood the emotion in Qilin's eyes, smiled gratifiedly, and spoke.

Qilin nodded his huge head, closed his eyes, and entered the cultivation state.

Wushuang suddenly thought of something, hooked the corner of his mouth, and lifted Zhizhi out of the World of Warcraft space, and put it on the table.

This little guy has become like this since he swallowed the things in Qilin's body, and has never recovered. The crystal nucleus she put next to Zhizhi before has never been touched.

After pulling Zhizhi out, Wushuang then called out Suzaku and Mie. Since he found such a good place, he shouldn't waste it.

"Mie, does this work for you?" Regarding this point, Wushuang was still a little uncertain. Even if she recovered her memory and remembered Mie, she still didn't know much about him.

Hearing Wushuang's words, Mie closed his eyes to feel it, then opened his eyes and nodded.

"That's good. Hurry up and practice, I'll protect the Dharma." Wushuang secretly breathed a sigh of relief, said to several people, and took a few steps back.

The few people didn't say any more, they all crossed their legs and let the soft breath swim through their bodies.

Seeing everyone who had entered the cultivation state, Wushuang slightly bent the corners of his mouth, turned around and looked around the surrounding environment.

It seems that even the Supreme Old Monarch doesn't know about this place. If you think this way, there are probably only those two in this world. One is the Emperor who has been missing for tens of thousands of years, and the other, He is the only son of Dijun.

These two people are not in the God Realm now, so Wushuang has nothing to worry about. Now she must be waiting for her to throw herself into the net at the Plastic God Pool, but since this place was created by the emperor, there must be more than one way .

Thinking of this, Wushuang slowly walked further in, but before he had taken a few steps, his eyes caught a glimpse of blackness, Wushuang thought for a while, and then quickened his pace.

Beside the dark wall not far away, there is a luxurious big bed, and a person is lying on the big bed.

Not feeling angry, Wushuang stepped forward quickly, her eyes widened when she saw that face.

"Yao... No." Looking at the unresponsive handsome face, Wushuang slowly frowned.

"You are... Ming."

(End of this chapter)