Strange Heavenly Tribulation

"What's going on?"

Nangong Wu flew over from afar, looking at Wang Xian covering Su Jin's mouth with his hand, her face full of confusion.

Su Jin pulled Wang Xian's hand away, trotted over to Nangong Wu, wrapped her arm around Nangong Wu's, and said sweetly, "Sister Nangong, why are you here?"

Wang Xian immediately had a bad feeling. He seemed to have caught the fleeting mischievous grin on Su Jin's face just now.

Nangong Wu's attention had been on Wang Xian the whole time, so she had not noticed anything unusual about Su Jin. Hearing Su Jin's question, she said, "Didn't we receive quite a few more..."

"Sister Wu, don't!"

Wang Xian spoke up, cutting Nangong Wu off.

"What's wrong?"

Nangong Wu found this strange.

"Don't say those words. If I hear them again, I'm afraid I'll throw up my stomach!"

A trace of pallor appeared on Wang Xian's face.

Over the past five days, he had not only continuously consumed all kinds of spirit fruits and potions, but had also dry-heaved many times.

Fortunately, this was a Datafication era. Once any spirit fruits or potions entered his stomach, they would be digested directly.

Otherwise, there was no way he could have eaten so many spirit fruits and potions in five days. And his dry-heaving would not have been dry-heaving at all—he would have vomited all over the palace.

"Brother-in-law, what words don't you want Sister Nangong to say? If you don't tell her, how will Sister Nangong know which words they are?"

Su Jin looked at Wang Xian with an innocent expression.

Nangong Wu was very clever and had already guessed what was going on with Wang Xian. She lightly tapped Su Jin on the head and said, "Stop teasing your brother-in-law!"

"How boring!"

Su Jin made a