This day.
Outside the towering city walls of Immortal Alliance City.
"Husband, I'm leaving!"
A trace of reluctance flashed through Murong Wanwan's eyes as she looked at Cheng Buzheng's ordinary face, so close at hand.
Suppressing the faint ache in his heart, Cheng Buzheng nodded heavily.
"Mm!"
Unable to restrain herself, Murong Wanwan stepped forward and threw her arms around Cheng Buzheng, touching his thin lips with hers as lightly as a dragonfly skimming water.
Before Cheng Buzheng could savor the moment, Murong Wanwan lightly tapped her lotus feet, retreated, and vanished from sight.
Only her sweet voice lingered by Cheng Buzheng's ear.
"Husband, I'll wait for you to come and take me home!"
Feeling the lingering softness on his lips, Cheng Buzheng silently swore, Wan'er, don't worry. Your husband will never betray you!
A flash of determination passed through his eyes.
Then.
With a flip of his hand, a conical hat that could shield against Divine Sense appeared in his palm.
After he put it on, the black gauze fell, concealing his face.
A streak of mysterious yellow light flickered within his pupils.
Looking into the distance.
At the Flying Boat docking square beyond the city, Murong Wanwan was looking back toward a certain direction outside the city walls.
Though she could not see the figure at the city gate, she had a feeling that her husband was there, watching her.
At this moment!
Their gazes seemed to cross time and space, meeting as one.
After the time it took to burn an incense stick.
A shadow that blotted out the sky appeared above the square.
Murong Wanwan raised her lovely head slightly and glanced at the sect's Flying Boat. Then she looked once more toward the city gate, her jade lips moving several times. From the shape of