Thinking of the task given on the light screen, she whispered, "If I go one step further, I will definitely help you... win the most powerful immortal position!"

The horror of the catastrophe.

Having experienced it personally in her previous life, she knows it better than anyone else.

She felt.

Only those who achieve what Luo Wushuang calls the strongest immortal and can rival the mysterious man who single-handedly suppressed three thousand lower realm immortals may have a chance of escape!

"how?"

Luo Wushuang glanced at her in surprise, "Are you willing?"

"If what your husband says is true."

Mu Qingxuan was silent for a moment, with a hint of emotion in his eyes: "I hope that the strongest immortal is you, my husband."

"..."

Luo Wushuang didn't say anything, just looked at her until her face turned red, her heart beat wildly, and her eyes trembled slightly.

"Husband, you...what's wrong with you?"

"Qingxuan."

Luo Wushuang gently stroked her black hair and said softly, "Don't be so nice to me."

"Why?"

Luo Wushuang did not answer immediately.

Outside the city.

The vast sea of ​​clouds rises and falls, as misty as smoke, with endless magnificence and mystery.

"I can't afford it."

Watching the rise and fall of the sea of ​​clouds, the aura of detachment on his body suddenly subsided, and a trace of apology faintly flashed in his eyes.
Chapter completed!