Journey to the Desolate Continent

Night had fallen. Within the Stinging Qi Sea, only a few starlights shone through, dim and secluded.

"Ah? Ling'er, why are you here?"

Inside the deserted island, which Wei Suo and the others had clearly chosen as their cave residence and arranged with numerous formations, Wei Suo entered Han Weiwei's quarters and was left somewhat dumbfounded. The one he saw was not Han Weiwei, but Shui Ling'er, dressed in blue, a point of blue light at her brow, like a fairy descended from the moon palace.

"She just told me she had something to discuss with me. Then she suddenly said she remembered Ji Ya was looking for her and left first. You..." Shui Ling'er had only explained a couple of sentences when she suddenly realized something. Her face immediately flushed, and she grew flustered. "I'll go first."

"No need. You've been dodging me all these days. Otherwise, she would surely have tricked someone else instead of picking you to fool." Wei Suo rolled his eyes helplessly at Han Weiwei, then immediately caught Shui Ling'er's hand.

"I..." Shui Ling'er immediately became incomparably bashful.

"What, don't you like your husband?" Wei Suo had long since figured out how to handle her. He directly and domineeringly pulled Shui Ling'er into his embrace, water spiritual energy surging from his body.

"If you say you don't, I'll spank you." Wei Suo chuckled softly by Shui Ling'er's ear. "You even dared to badmouth me while we were in the hot spring today."

"You really are awful now." The moment Wei Suo embraced her, Shui Ling'er was already blushing hotly. Moreover, she possessed an exceptional water spiritual root, and the water spiritual energy emanating from Wei Suo held a powerful attraction for her, making her whole body go weak.

"Is that so? Then I may as