When the beauty of cultivation enters the infinite live broadcast

It was raining and the whole city was shrouded in fog. The thick fog made it impossible for pedestrians on the street to see their hands in front of them.

Lian Wu and Su Ning Zheng had agreed to visit the secret realm today, but the sudden drop in temperature persuaded her to back out. However, a certain white phoenix, who had been clinging to its partner for half a month, didn't care at all that the mist might wet its feathers, and happily led Lian Wu through a door that led to various worlds.

Pushing open door X-013, they appeared in the deep mountains.

Looking at the overgrown weeds around him, with almost no place to stand, Lian Wu couldn't help but ask, "Why did they choose to teleport here?"

"The teleportation points are random. The gate will automatically detect uninhabited locations to avoid being discovered by the natives of this world."

Feng Ling actually didn't expect that the news would spread to such a remote place. In the past, it mostly spread to plains or uninhabited islands, but today it spread directly to the mountains.

But they have plenty of ways to get out of the mountains.

Sitting on the smooth and white back of the bird, Lianwu was able to overlook the entire mountain.

It was not until he saw the familiar lake in the mountains that Lianwu finally recognized this place.

Nanli Forest... I don't know how much time has passed here. The mountains and forests have long since changed their original appearance. The short trees near the lake in the forest have long since grown tall, but there is no trace of the elves.

The melee took place in a secret realm, and Lianwu didn't know whether the elves had escaped or not.

In fact, only one year had passed here, and the countless bodies that had died at that time had become nutrients for these trees, causing the plants here to grow much faster than in other places.

"The secret realm is still there, don't you want to go and take a look?"

Feng Ling was already familiar with the secret realm, having just been there not long ago, hoping to bring Lian Wu back home one day.

I don't know who scattered lotus seeds in the lake. Although it is autumn now, there are still a few sparse lotus leaves remaining on it.

Lian Wu had no idea what he was thinking at this moment. Returning to the secret realm, he thought he should be happy, but he always felt a void in his heart.

Have things and people changed?

He felt a little nervous, but there was no one behind him. Feng Ling was standing quietly behind him.

As he hesitated, a warm hand rested on his shoulder. When he turned his head, the hand dropped and held his hand.

With just a word of "Let's go", Lian Wu put all his worries behind him and everything was over.

Holding hands, they walked into the secret realm, where a biting cold wind blew towards them. The mountains of corpses and seas of blood had long been covered by thick snow, leaving no trace at all.

The damaged ice palace was rebuilt, and small orchids were carved on each pillar.

"Welcome back, Immortal Lord."

A familiar voice sounded from behind the pillar, and the two ginseng brothers came out from the left and right of the pillar.

Led by them, many people from the secret realm came out from all over. Dodder and Dandelion stood side by side. Dandelion, who usually disdained to dress up, also put on beautiful makeup, just to welcome Lianwu back with her best appearance together with everyone else.

Huasha came forward with a basket of white red spider lilies and said with a smile, "Your Majesty, you don't have to protect him this time. I swear in the name of the Red Spider Lily Demon that the Red Spider Lily will bloom forever for you."

Lian Wu understood everything in an instant. It turned out... it was not that the copy was too real, but that those so-called NPCs were played by real members of the tribe.

"It's great that you're still alive and everyone is fine."

Feng Ling took the flower basket and took out a flower from the other shore and pinned it on Lian Wu's collar.

"Madam Xianjun saved us and found Sect Master Tan to heal our injuries. The remaining evildoers from the four major sects were also wiped out by Madam Qianjin."

As the core intelligence officer of the secret realm, Dodder knew everything Feng Ling did later.

Unfortunately, Feng Ling left in a hurry after helping them, saying only that he would come back with the Immortal King one day.

A few days ago, Feng Ling came to the secret realm again and asked them to prepare to welcome the Immortal King back.

So, the elves living near the lake hid themselves, just to avoid being discovered by Lianwu in advance of the surprise they had prepared.

However, it was obvious that Lian Wu's focus was somewhat off.

"lady?"

Lian Wu looked at Feng Ling beside him with a playful expression, "Did you teach them to shout?"

Feng Ling leaned close to his ear and whispered, "Hmm, you can't say that the Immortal Lord they admire is my wife, right?"

"Okay, then Madam, please take me to see what the new secret realm is like."

The two people's whispers were not heard by the tribesmen. One year was not enough for them to develop the secret realm, but at least they had restored most of its original state. The destroyed houses and buildings were basically repaired, and the ice palace that collapsed the most seriously was also re-carved with icicles.

Each pillar is carved with flowers, and special light blue fabrics are decorated everywhere, making the ice palace look less monotonous.

The tribesmen did not come in, leaving the space to them.

After walking around everywhere, Lian Wu felt that everything was like a dream. The friend he thought was dead was still alive, and someone helped him clean up the mess after he left.

He thought that he was probably lucky, having met friends he could trust and a lover with whom he could spend the rest of his life.

"Why did you stay to clean up the mess?"

"Because I arrived too late, I couldn't help you before you completely sealed off the secret realm. I knew that Jing Yi would come and take you away, and I thought you definitely didn't want to see a desolate aftermath when you returned, even if we were still strangers until then."

"No matter what, your proactive approach is enough for us not to miss each other."

The deep blue eyes looked straight at Feng Ling, and the sadness had long disappeared from his eyes, leaving only determination for the future.

It's over, everything is over.

……

The air in their mouths was plundered, the cold secret place could not cool their warm hearts, their cold bodies were caressed by warm hands, and gradually took on the temperature of ordinary people.

They were the only ones in the exquisite palace. The faint light from the mermaid pearls barely illuminated their faces, and a fine layer of sweat covered their flushed cheeks.

The word "Madam" was eventually used to describe a certain immortal king, and became a secret word between the two.

The palms on the waist and abdomen were warm. The palms left and wandered to the shoulder blades, leaving red marks on the areas that were originally covered.

Her eyes were already somewhat dazed, but Lian Wu still stubbornly refused to moan. When she couldn't help it, she would bite Feng Ling, leaving a circle of red teeth marks.

As a result, this action made the guy even more excited, and it happened over and over again until he couldn't help but let out a muffled groan.

It was late at night, meteors were streaking across the sky, and the elves by the lake in the forest were making blessings to the moon as the Lord of the Secret Realm.

Su Ningzheng fell asleep on the hospital bed. The blanket he was wearing had slipped off at some point, and he couldn't help shivering from the cold. It was not until someone put the blanket back on him that he fell into a sound sleep again.

He had a dream. He dreamed that Feng Ling and Lian Wu were having a wedding, and he and She Huai were presiding over the ceremony and blessing them.

The man who loved to play around with him was no longer lying in the hospital bed. He changed into the suit they wore at their wedding and held hands with him to wish the newlyweds well.

A tear slipped down the corner of his eye, and his right hand couldn't help but clutch the bed sheet. The more beautiful the dream was, the sadder he felt.