The breeze caresses slightly, and the waves smack on the reefs and shatter into silver...

There is sunshine, green shade, and beaches on the nameless island. If it is placed in Zhang Xiaodao's previous life, it will inevitably become a resort.

The two people who were just sitting under the sycamore tree on vacation fell into a long silence because of a certain topic.

Zhang Xiaodao felt cold all over his body. He really couldn't imagine what the world would look like in the future if the god who guarded this world wanted to subvert this world, but there was no doubt that it would definitely be far beyond his imagination.

He inexplicably remembered the old meteor whom he had entered the palace for the first time, Wen Qinglan told him, remembered the tower of the sky in the Buddha Temple, and also remembered the death of Tang Yinlong.

He always felt that there was a necessary connection in these things, and then he rubbed his temples and tried to connect these things together.

Wang Luohan did not disturb Zhang Xiaodao, but looked at her bulging belly with Xiushou hanging down. This was what she cared most about.

I don’t know how long it took, the green phoenix returned from the top of the sky and landed on the sycamore tree, looking up proudly, as if observing its own territory.

Zhang Xiaodao looked up at Wang Luohan and said, "Maybe he is the same person as me."

Wang Luohan didn't know what this person meant, so he showed a confused look.

"We all come from other worlds." Zhang Xiaodao's tone was affirmative.

Wang Luohan remembered the Tower of Tongtian she had been to and narrowed her eyes slightly.

"The Queen once told me that she had met an old man who told her that the meteor could make a wish."

Wang Luohan frowned and Zhang Xiaodao continued: "In this world, people think that meteors are broom stars, representing bad breath. Only in the world where I existed before can meteors make wishes!"

"Then?"

"I don't know what the Empress made at that time was the only wish, but she later met Tang Yinlong strangely and fell in love!"

Wang Luohan remembered the things that his husband had told her a long time ago and whispered: "What if this is not a coincidence, but artificial?"

"Wen Qingfeng has known the leader of the Nanshen Sect for a long time!" Zhang Xiaodao's heart trembled wildly.

"Maybe Wen Qingfeng didn't know that he was the leader of the Nanshen Sect, but the leader could ignite his ambitions!"

"Then he listened to the sect leader and sent his daughter out of the royal palace!"

"The sect leader uses his control over the rules of time to make Tang Yinlong and Wen Qinglan meet and even fall in love!"

"Can love be made up like this?" Zhang Xiaodao found this a bit incredible.

Wang Luohan shook his head and said, "Maybe before this, the sect leader just wanted to give it a try. After seeing some signs, he started to use the time code."

"Assuming this is the case, he left many traces that ordinary people cannot see."

Wang Luohan focused his head and said, "But he never thought that the barefoot monk had faintly mastered some time rules through these traces!"

"So, Shengjing has the Tower of Heaven!" Zhang Xiaodao whispered softly.

At this time, neither of them knew that there were still 100,000 soul soldiers under Shengjing City, but they were already very shocked.

"And he knew that if the world was in chaos, the barefoot monk had to disappear and die."

"So, the barefoot monk did not die in front of the Blade of Time, but chose to seal himself. Because he also understood the code of time!"

Zhang Xiaodao sighed. The two of them had a bold idea, but it was reasonable, but even if it was reasonable, he still felt that these things were too incredible.

"The Queen?" Wang Luohan asked.

Zhang Xiaodao said: "Some things control the beginning, but you may not be able to control the ending. Perhaps neither Wen Qingfeng nor the sect leader had ever thought that His Majesty would marry only the Empress. He would gather all the favors of thousands of people!"

"So this move was abandoned because of Tang Yinlong's loyalty. Wen Qinglan could not become Wen Qingfeng's pawn, but if His Majesty's Three Palaces and Six Courtyards, then Wen Qinglan has a high chance of becoming a dark chess in the peak of the prosperous Tang Dynasty."

Zhang Xiaodao sighed again: "What is his purpose?"

Wang Luohan turned his head, stroked his lower abdomen, and asked with his eyes slightly lit up: "What do you want to do most after you come to this world?"

Zhang Xiaodao's forehead suddenly felt cold sweat flowing wildly, and his lips trembled, "Go home!"

Wang Luohan took a deep breath: "Only by mastering time and space, he has the ability to shuttle outside the world and find a way home. My mother-in-law is separated from north to south in one day. If she wants to kill her mother-in-law, she needs to have extremely unstable space in this world. Even if he is the leader of the Nanshen Sect, he cannot do it. Only wars in the world can be achieved. Therefore, this is the first step to killing her mother-in-law. Only in this way can she have the opportunity to master the space rules and go home."

The two of them looked at each other, silent for a long time, only to feel the soft beam of light was a bit biting and the slightly hot breeze was a little cunning.

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It was getting late, and the supper Zhang Xiaodao made today was a bit salty, and his head was filled with incredible guesses, but he and Wang Luohan never started this topic again. Perhaps both of them understood that the more they guessed, the more gloom they would cause in their hearts.

But no matter what, after Wang Luohan's body recovered a little, the two of them had to leave the nameless island and rushed to the North God Gate to see what happened there when Wang Luohan was imprisoned.

Today's slightly salty dinner is undoubtedly the last dinner for the two on this deserted island.

The starry sky was shining brightly, and Zhang Xiaodao lay beside Wang Luohan and coaxed her to sleep, but it seemed that both of them could not fall asleep because of their worries.

Wang Luohan grabbed Zhang Xiaodao's hand on his lower abdomen, broke the silence, and asked playfully: "You want the child to be a boy or a girl."

This is the only topic that makes the two of them laugh from the bottom of their hearts at this time. Zhang Xiaodao said, "I like it all, it's better to have two, one man and one woman, and have a companion."

"Have a companion?" Wang Luohan was a little confused about the reason.

Zhang Xiaodao said with a smile: "Our generation is almost all only children."

"kindness?"

"Only children are boring. If we don't have twins, we will have a few of them. In the future, I will take the children to play basketball, football and other things."

Wang Luohan vaguely remembered that basketball and football were Zhang Xiaodao’s two favorite group sports. Basketball needed five people. Football needed eleven people. She couldn’t help but say angrily: “I won’t give you so many, I’m not a sow.”

Zhang Xiaodao smiled and said, "Just kidding, if we really have so many children, we should not be worried about our parents in the future. Just two, just two."

Wang Luohan turned around and hugged Zhang Xiaodao, snuggled Xiushou to Zhang Xiaodao's chest, closed her eyes, and said nothing. But she hugged her tighter and tighter.

Zhang Xiaodao smiled and looked at Xingchen tonight and stopped talking. As time went by, the two of them gradually fell asleep.

The next morning, Zhang Xiaodao woke up and saw that Wang Luohan was still asleep, so he left the tree lightly and prepared a sumptuous breakfast.

Qingluan seems to love eating food made by Zhang Xiaodao recently, so she followed Zhang Xiaodao to work. However, most of the time, it will not communicate with Zhang Xiaodao in the form of vital energy, but instead calls on the phoenix language that Zhang Xiaodao cannot understand.

After breakfast was ready, Wang Luohan seemed to smell the fragrance and happened to wake up.

The two of them swept the breakfast with a divine beast. Wang Luohan patted his stomach, looked at Qingluan and said, "Let's follow us."

Qingluan happily spread her wings and soared in the sky without any hesitation. I wonder if she wanted Jiaoqiu to notice it in the deep sea, so that she envied jealousy and hated her.

After breakfast, Zhang Xiaodao began to use the ability to melt the spirit to bake some jerky meat. He also woven a large basket full of precious medicinal materials.

At noon, Qingluan landed, and Zhang Xiaodao was slightly unwilling to put an extremely ugly animal skin on it.

The animal skin is obviously not a beautiful dress, but with Zhang Xiaodao's design, it can support baskets and other items to carry.

Wang Luohan touched Qingluan's head and looked at its unwilling appearance. He couldn't help but think of the way he pulled it out like a bald chicken a few years ago, and couldn't help but laugh.

After Zhang Xiaodao packed all the things he prepared, he couldn't help but look at the sycamore tree.

Qingluan brows helplessly, and Wang Luohan said, "It's useless to keep them. It's better to cut some and make some arrows."

Zhang Xiaodao glanced at Qingluan's distressed look, smiled and went to chop the tree with the pig-killing knife.

Wang Luohan did not forget to remind him: "The Pig Killing Knife may not be like this."

Zhang Xiaodao, who came to the Wutong Tree, glanced at the greasy pig-killing knife in his hand. Although he wanted to give it a try before, he did not want the pig-killing knife to change his appearance. At this time, he felt nervous when he heard this, but he still activated the divine wheel.

The mysterious power of time was indeed poured into the Pig Killing Killing Killing Killing Killing Killing Killing Killing Killing Killing Killing Killing Killing Killing Killing Killing Killing Killing Killing Killing Killing Killing Killing Killing Killing Killing Killing Killing Killing Killing Killing Killing Killing Killing Killing Killing Killing Killing

Zhang Xiaodao looked at the gradually changing appearance of the Pig Killing Knife, but did not continue to activate the Divine Wheel, but paused.

The pig-killing knife is no longer dark, and the oil stains are still much lighter. He whispered: "I still like the pig-killing knife that looks like a burial."

Wang Luohan smiled and saw Zhang Xiaodao cut off a thick branch of the sycamore tree with one knife. As he lifted his hand, he split the branches into sharpened arrow bodies.

He put these arrows without arrow clusters into his quiver and said softly: "Let's go."

Qingluan opened her wings, Zhang Xiaodao helped Wang Luohan onto Qingluan, sat behind her like she did when she came, and hugged her waist.

With a soft roar, the green phoenix spread its wings and flew straight into the clouds and mist.

Under Wang Luohan's guidance, Qingluan galloped northward rapidly. Although Zhang Xiaodao and Wang Luohan still had countless doubts in their hearts, they never talked about the matter of the Southern Shenmen again, but they just thought about what the scene should be after the child was born.

Qingluan was a thousand miles a day, but even so, it would have been around for about five days. Finally, at Wang Luohan's order, he descended to altitude and flew at a low altitude, and an island in the distance also came into view.

When Zhang Xiaodao was attracted by the scenery on the island, Wang Luohan stopped showing off and looked at Zhang Xiaodao seriously and asked, "If you can go home one day, will you go back?"

Looking at Zhang Xiaodao, who was still on Wang Luohan's belly, looked at his pretty face, and said seriously: "The place you are is home."

Wang Luohan smiled sweetly and couldn't help but give Zhang Xiaodao a sweet kiss. (To be continued...)
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