"Bang!"

Zhang Yuanqing stepped across the threshold, closed the door, and let out a long breath: "Cool!"

Zhang Yuanqing then found the big vat where the medicinal wine was placed, and untied the wooden vat cover. A stench came over his face. The vat was filled with a light black liquid. A small wraith connected to the umbilical cord was swimming around in the vat. The ghost eyes like the eyes of a baby bird raised up from time to time, looking fiercely at the human being who opened the tank.

The newborn calf is not afraid of the tiger Zhang Yuanqing scooped up a spoonful of liquid with a porcelain bowl found in the room, and then spit out a mouthful of Yin Qi into the tank.

The Yin Qi fell into the water and turned into a round and cute little douchebag with sparse lanugo hair.

"My dear son, beat it!"

Zhang Yuanqing put the lid on the tank and strode away. From the big water tank behind him, there was the mournful cry of the little wraith.

Then, he collected the quilts and gold hairpins in turn. At the moment when he collected all the betrothal gifts, the courtyard was bleak and the vegetation swayed.

"Woo~"

A road with a red carpet unfolds in the hazy night, and at the end of the red carpet is a small courtyard.

Candles are brightly lit in the courtyard, and the word "Happy" is pasted on the doors and windows.

Zhang Yuanqing stepped on the red carpet and entered the yard, opened the door, and saw a woman in a wedding dress sitting beside a big bed carved with dragons and phoenixes in the wedding room, with her pale and delicate hands folded and placed on her lower abdomen.

She sat quietly and dignifiedly, her face was surrounded by thick and dark, and she couldn't see her features clearly.

This time, he actually waited for me directly in the room. Goosebumps appeared on the back of Zhang Yuanqing's hands, his adrenaline soared, and he entered a combat state.

Even now, when facing the Ghost Bride, he still feels a slight scalp tingling.

The Ghost Bride is powerful.

But it was different from the feeling of facing an abyss when they met for the first time. This time, Zhang Yuanqing could intuitively perceive her strength and see her level.

The aura of the ghost bride is stronger than that of the Transcendent Realm, so she could easily kill Rampant Wuji back then.

But Zhang Yuanqing's previous cognition was wrong. She did not reach the realm of the saint. After all, the difference between the saint and the extraordinary is not level 1 or level 2, but a big realm, a gap, and a thousand miles.

For spiritual practitioners, after reaching the peak of the extraordinary, what awaits them is promotion to sainthood, and there is no extra option.

But there is no concept of levels for props and Yin Yin, they can exist between the extraordinary and the holy.

"Husband, have you come to marry me!"

There was joy in the Ghost Bride's voice.

The voice of the wraith cannot be heard by mortals, nor can other professions, only the night tour god can hear it.

This kind of communication is more like communication at the spirit level.

It actually still remembers me, her perception of me seems to be different from other spiritual practitioners, why? Just because I'm handsome? Zhang Yuanqing thought about it and said:

"My lady is polite!"

As a person who is good at socializing, he will definitely not be like those prudish people, saying something like "Girls don't get me wrong" and "Girls are self-respecting", nor will he be like a straight man of steel, just opening his mouth: Don't bark!

These words obviously hit the ghost bride's heart, she stood up gracefully, and said:

"It's been a long time since I saw you. My husband has rapidly improved his cultivation, and he has the talents of a dragon and a phoenix. Congratulations." JrNovels.com