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Chapter 1779: All You Want(2/2)

Obviously, Immortal King Haoyu has been destroyed.

The female fairy king descended from the sky and stood gracefully in front of Zhao Yun.

"Should I call you Yun Yan, or should I call you Fairy Queen?" Zhao Yun whispered.

"As you like." The female fairy king smiled lightly, flicked her sleeves, and brushed Zhao Yun's face.

Zhao Yun felt sleepy and fell into a deep sleep.

The Fairy Queen reached out her hand again and gently touched his face.

This is the person Yunyan misses the most in her memory.

Zhao Yun opened his eyes again, but didn't react for a while.

When Zhan stood up, he realized that he was on a layer of stone steps.

"This is...Zizhu Peak?"

Zhao Yun was stunned and looked around subconsciously.

Yes, it is Tianzong Zizhu Peak, but why is he here and returned to the mortal world?

"Why are you dazed? Let's go!"

Suddenly, I heard a whisper behind me.

Looking back, I realized that it was Yun Yan, holding a food basket in his hand. When passing by Zhao Yun, he put the food basket into Zhao Yun's hand. The meaning was obvious, I am the master and you are the disciple, you take it.

Zhao Yun was still covered? He looked at the food basket in astonishment.

When he raised his eyes, Yun Yan had already climbed up the stone steps.

"I said..."

Zhao Yun took three steps and two steps together and hurriedly chased after him.

When he caught up, he looked at the clouds and smoke like a monkey, looking up and down, left and right, looking at it, and wanted to reach out and pinch it. Was he sleepy? He couldn't tell the difference between reality and fiction.

"I've seen enough." Yun Yan glanced sideways.

"Is this a dream?" Zhao Yun asked subconsciously.

"Dreams are illusions...but also real."

"Then are you Yunyan or the female fairy king."

"I am your master." Yun Yan whispered and smiled.

Zizhu Peak... is just as quiet and peaceful as in my memory.

There is no Mu Qinghan here, nor are there any Tianzong elders or disciples.

Zhao Yun turned around, still a little confused.

He climbed to the top of Zizhu Peak and watched with all his eyes.

However, all he saw was a hazy cloud and mist. The whole world seemed to be only Zizhu Peak, and no one could be seen. He wanted to go out and take a look, but was blocked by an invisible barrier.

Looking at the clouds and smoke, he walked up to the stove with the vegetable basket in hand.

She is the master of Zizhu Peak, and she is like a gentle wife. She is cooking dinner for her husband when the moon is full. No matter where you look, she looks gentle and virtuous, and her smile is very soft.

Zhao Yun put his hands in his hands and walked back and forth on the stove.

The Yunyan in his memory was not so gentle. She would burn incense without hanging it on the tree for you, and you still want her to cook? But having said that, Yunyan in an apron did have a different flavor.

Dinner will be ready soon.

There is still no one else here.

"In the past hundred years...have you missed me?"

Yun Yan held the chopsticks and picked up food for Zhao Yun again and again.

She is really like a gentle wife, her smile is so tender.

"Think about it."

Zhao Yun smiled and raised his chopsticks.

The food cooked by the chef is still very delicious.

After meal.

He put his hands in his hands again and sat under the old tree.

As wise as he is, he can't figure out what the situation is at this moment.

Really a dream?

What do you think about every day and dream about every night?

Thinking of this, he looked at Yun Yan and said, "You... give me a squeeze on your shoulders."

Yun Yan was obedient, and actually walked around behind Zhao Yun, pinching his shoulders and thumping his back.

"Hmm...not bad." Zhao Yun looked satisfied.

"In the past, did you often imagine this scene?" Yun Yan said with a smile.

"I have too many fantasies." Mr. Zhao crossed his legs, "I will let you beat me up every once in a while."

"What you want, master, is what you want today." Yun Yan whispered.

"How can you be so embarrassed?" Zhao Yun simply stretched out his legs and said, "Pinch your legs for me."

Don't say it.

Yunyan is really obedient.

Mr. Zhao is not as comfortable as usual, enjoying himself like an old man.

This dream is really good. The lofty ideal I had back then has finally come true.

Fortunately, the moon god is not here, otherwise there will be a lot of yelling, and it is exactly what you want. Just pinch your shoulders? Just beat your legs? It will be a special show! For example... dance off.

Clothes dance, for example...a moment of spring night is worth a thousand pieces of gold, if you say it, Yunyan will really do it.

At some point, Yun Yan stopped, took Zhao Yun's arm, and laid her cheek on her disciple's shoulder.

Zhao Yun rolled his eyes.

To be honest, he didn't imagine this.

"After many years, you will still remember me."

Yun Yan whispered, whether it was a murmur or talking to Zhao Yun.

Zhao Yun looked confused when he heard this. This dream... always felt strange.

"Yes." He still answered Yun Yan's question.
Chapter completed!
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