Back to the 80s to Raise a Wolfy Boyfriend

Gu Jin was so addicted to his hands that he helped the boy up from the ground.

Like she used to treat Duoduo, she said warmly to the young man: "Okay, get up, what happened in the past and what will happen in the future."

After speaking, he pinched the boy's cheek: "I didn't expect you to be so handsome in human form."

Although An Mingji was not the same as before, jealous of Duoduo, but seeing Gu Jin pinching and touching him, the light in his eyes could not help darkening.

He reached out and pulled Gu Jin's hand that was holding the boy's cheek.

Under Duoduo's stunned gaze, An Mingji stopped by the waist and hugged Gu Jin in his arms.

He said indifferently: "You have just become a human being, and you need to practice more human words and deeds. Now it is not suitable to go out to meet people and stay in space for the time being."

Without giving the boy a chance to speak, An Mingji hugged the person he had been in his arms and disappeared directly into the space.

The two reappeared in the side hall of Qingyun Sect.

They stood at the entrance of the side hall, and there were hundreds of Qingyun Sect disciples standing outside the courtyard. The leader was Wu Rong, who was elegant and handsome in white.

"Congratulations to the return of Venerable Xuanling, I've been waiting to see the ancestors!"

"Congratulations to the return of Venerable Xuanling, I've been waiting to see the ancestors!"

Hundreds of people knelt down, and they stared at An Mingji with Gu Jin in his arms.

All of them had excited expressions on their faces, expressions of admiration and respect.

Among these people, only one stood, Wu Rong, the seventeenth-generation head of Qingyun Sect.

He stood in front of the crowd with a smile on his face, showing a faint smile to An Mingji.

An Mingji raised his brows slightly, how could he not see the teasing in his junior brother's eyes.

Under everyone's attention, he gently put down Gu Jin, who was hugging in his arms.

Gu Jin landed on the ground with both feet, and let go of the hand that was holding An Mingji's shirt.

An Mingji squeezed her cheek affectionately, and said in a gentle voice, "Wait for me here, and take you back to Xuanxiao Hall in a while."

Gu Jin knew where Xuanxiao Palace was. It was the highest mountain among the seventy-two peaks of Qingyun Sect. It was also a forbidden place in the sect.

Even the head and the elders in the sect, if they want to enter the Xuanxiao Palace, they must ask the permission of the Xuanling Venerable.

Anyone who trespasses will be shot.

The formation outside Xuanxiao Hall made killing invisible, and almost no one in the sect dared to break in.

Gu Jin was so clear that just because she received the memory belonging to Luo Yu, the memory of the other party and Venerable Xuanling in Xuanxiao Hall was gently imprinted in her mind.

She lowered her eyes, concealed the complexities in her eyes, and nodded lightly to An Mingji.

An Mingji didn't seem to see the nostalgia in her eyes, and with the complicated and tangled look on her face, he raised his hand and touched her jet-black hair, turned and walked out of the temple door.

An Mingji stood outside the palace, his eyes lighted slightly, and he lightly swept towards the disciples of Qingyun Sect, his aura was wide open, and he was no longer suppressed.

Wearing black hair casually scattered on the red clothes, evil charm and lazy atmosphere coexist, and the tall and straight body reveals a noble and natural aura.

He was bathed in the sun with the outline of his face, which was angular but soft, and the red mole between his eyebrows was even more sacred and beautiful.

At this moment, An Mingji, or Venerable Xuanling, is like a king who looks down on the world and is invincible.

In his eyes, everything in the world is insignificant.

The return of the king, gorgeous transformation.

From now on, no one can control his fate.

Not even in the way of heaven!

An Mingji looked down at the disciples of Qingyun Sect who were kneeling on the ground, the solemn expression on his face instantly melted, his face softened, and the corners of his lips evoked a soft smile.

He only heard him speak slowly: "It's useless for you to kneel on the deity. The deity has never interfered in the affairs of the sect. If you have something to do, you can find the head."

The implication is, what to do, don't look for a sense of existence here.

An Mingji's tone was casual, and the aura of his body changed in an instant, and he was quite lazy and lazy like a rich boy.

Venerable Xuanling from a thousand years ago, the number one person in the spiritual world, his temperament has always been arbitrary, both righteous and evil, and he does things as he pleases without any constraints.

At this time, An Mingji merged with Venerable Xuanling from a thousand years ago, making it impossible to tell whether he was a person of this world or a person of the past.

His appearance has changed a little, and the familiar breath is imprinted on the soul, so that all the disciples can see it clearly.

Venerable Xuanling has really returned, and Qingyun Sect no longer needs to escape from the world.

When Wu Rong heard An Mingji's words, he laughed angrily: "Who dares to disturb senior brother with the matter of the sect, they just meet senior brother all the time."

An Mingji raised his eyebrows with a smile in his eyes: "Then you're done reading it now?"

Wu Rong understood his temperament and immediately waved to the disciples who were kneeling behind him.

"You go down first and clean up the 72 peaks and 36 cave houses of the sect. The peak masters and cave masters will be out soon."

"Follow the orders of the sect master!"

Wu Zihua took the lead and took the disciples to get up and leave.

Wu Rong has already left the customs, and Wu Zihua, the head of the family, will naturally retire.

For so many years, the master has been injured in retreat and practiced, and the peak masters and cave masters did not know why they retreated thousands of years ago.

Venerable Xuanling returned, and the head of the sect went out. The peak and cave masters of the sects who had been in retreat for thousands of years will also return to their positions soon.

After the disciples of Qingyun Sect retired, Wu Rong raised his eyes to look at An Mingji.

Others may not see it, but he sees it at a glance.

The cultivation of the senior brother has greatly deteriorated, and the fusion of the main god and the distraction consumes a lot. Now An Mingji's spirit is very unstable, and he urgently needs a place with a strong spiritual energy to retreat and practice to concentrate on the soul.

Wu Rong sighed softly: "The spiritual spring in the back mountain has already opened, when are you going to leave?"

An Mingji turned back and looked at Gu Jin who was standing in the hall.

The latter raised his foot and walked out of the hall because of his look.

An Mingji took Gu Jin's hand and was very reluctant to part: "A Jin, I'm going to retreat for a period of time, at least three years, do you want to accompany me?"

"Why do you want to retreat?" Gu Jin was more concerned about this question.

An Mingji just woke up and is about to retreat and practice, she doesn't think this is a good thing.

She is a cultivator herself, and she knows that unless she is promoted, or if there is a mistake in her cultivation, she will retreat.

Xiao An has just woken up, and there is no possibility of being promoted to the cultivation base.

The worry on Gu Jin's face was obvious to anyone.

An Mingji raised his hand and touched his head, rubbed Gu Jin's hair, and comforted him gently: "I just woke up and my cultivation is unstable, and my soul needs to rest for a while. It's not a big deal, don't worry."

He looked relaxed and relaxed.

Gu Jin was less worried, and felt a little uncomfortable in his heart after all.

An Mingji woke up and was about to retreat for three years.

Three years is too long.

How can Gu Jin be so happy that they have to be separated for so long.

But she couldn't refuse An Mingji.

Gu Jin lowered his eyes slowly and said softly, "Okay, I'll wait for you to leave the customs."

She has survived for two years, and it is still three years away.

An Mingji took her hand and said with a smile: "When I said accompany me, I meant to accompany me to retreat together."