Chapter 872

Zhao Yameng took a deep breath, stared at Wang Baole in the coffin, and whispered.

"When can you come out?"

Wang Baole, who was very depressed, didn't let himself speak. Instead, he separated behind Zhao Yameng and coughed, which made Zhao Yameng look strange. When he had to turn his head and look, he began to speak proudly.

"Soon, according to what my elder martial brother said at the beginning, it won't take long for me to come out."

Hearing the speech, Zhao Yameng looked at Wang Baole, and then looked back at the coffin lying there. At the moment, she winked at herself, revealing Wang Baole's body with a bad smile. She felt a little headache, and then glared at Wang Baole's separation.

"Are you so interesting? Since you are wangbaole, why didn't you say it earlier!"

"I said." Wangbaole opened with a wry smile.

"You didn't!" Zhao Yameng stared at Wang Baole and spoke with certainty.

"I really said... I've become my original appearance. You forgot, God, you, you..." Wang Baole patted his forehead and tried to help Zhao Yameng recall the previous scene.

"You are cruel to me, Wang Baole, you have changed!" Zhao Yameng's eyes suddenly turned red when she heard the words.

Wang Baole looked at Zhao Yameng blankly, and was about to continue to explain that he was not cruel to her. Suddenly, his body gave a meal, thinking of his childhood experience and knowledge, and thinking of all the prudence before Zhao Yameng. He thought that his spirit collapsed after he encountered a crisis, and he was willing to give everything to save him. At this scene, Wang Baole took a deep breath, showed deep affection in his eyes, and came forward to hold Zhao Yameng in his arms, When Zhao Yameng's body trembled, she stroked her hair and spoke softly.

"Yameng, I'm sorry I'm late. What grievances have you suffered over the years? Tell me."

With his words, Zhao Yameng's body slowly softened, no longer complained, no longer quarreled, as if she had put down all her precautions, hugged Wang Baole and muttered softly.

"Baole, is all this true... Is it not fantasy..."

"It's not fantasy, it's true!"

Outside the cave, there is the night sky of the main star of Shenmu. In the cave, the fire light looms from the rocks, like a candle in the night, turning into warmth, and the two people hugging each other are filled with air. The shadow reflected on the wall is also slowly silent from the previous shaking, which seems to represent the hearts of the two of them. At this moment, let each other become calm.

This is obviously a very romantic picture, but... At the moment, holding Zhao Yameng's Wang Baole, he couldn't help looking at all this with his own eyes, but he felt very strange.

"It feels like someone else is holding Zhao Yameng... I can't think so. It's me." Wang Baole coughed at the bottom of his heart, quickly threw away those messy thoughts in his mind, held Zhao Yameng attentively, and naturally put his right hand down from Zhao Yameng's waist... Unconsciously pinched it.

"Wang Baole, it's not good for you." In response, Zhao Yameng's calm voice has been restored.

"Ah? What happened to me?" Wangbaole was stunned and looked at Zhao Yameng in surprise.

"Your hand..." after Zhao Yameng was silent for a few breaths, she seemed to try to keep her mouth calm.

Hearing Zhao Yameng's words, Wang Baole seemed to suddenly understand, put on a curious look, raised his tiptoe and looked at his hand behind Zhao Yameng, and then coughed.

"My separation is a little out of control. Alas, maybe I'm not in place."

Zhao Yameng glared at Wang Baole, but was not angry. Instead, she stroked her hair behind her ears, stared at Wang Baole intently, and whispered.

"Baole, why are you... Here?" Zhao Yameng was surprised that Wang Baole actually appeared in Shenmu civilization, which was one of the reasons why she couldn't believe Wang Baole before. In her memory, Wang Baole should still stay in the Federation.

After all, in the dark Yan plan, she knew very well that there was no wangbaole, and the reason was very simple... Her mother once said that wangbaole... It was basically certain that it was prepared according to the federal president. With such a seed, the federal government could not arrange him to go out to perform such a dangerous task.

If someone asked, Wang Baole would not tell the truth, but Zhao Yameng opened his mouth here, and Wang Baole sighed.

"Don't mention it, you don't know... I actually have a senior brother. He's not very reliable. He said to take me to a place that can give me luck. As a result..." in these years of Shenmu civilization, although Wang Baole seems to have a bright future, he knows that he is an outsider for Shenmu civilization after all.

His hometown is the earth, and here, it is impossible to say that he does not miss home, and many things are not told. Although he happened to meet Zhuo Yixian at the beginning, that guy's personality is not good, so Wang Baole naturally cannot believe it. So after hearing Zhao Yameng's inquiry, he simply told Zhao Yameng about his experience after coming to Shenmu civilization.

Listening to Wang Baole's almost story like experience, Zhao Yameng's eyes widened and her mouth hardly closed. The shock in her expression fluctuated more and more with Wang Baole's words.

"Wait... You said that after you came, you became a big elder of a small sect, then offended the new sect, worshipped the ZhangTian sect, and went out to experience the trial of the fiery ancestor, killed the late Lingxian, and destroyed the planetary friar?"

"Then come back... And become the royal family of Shenmu, commanding millions of ghosts of Shenmu, and the emperor of twelve immortals? Then although your cultivation is now in the late stage of Lingxian, ordinary planets can't do anything about you?"

Zhao Yameng's breath was unstable, and she looked at Wang Baole incredulously. Although she had seen Wang Baole's strength on the battlefield before, she just paid attention to it. Now, with the understanding of all the situation, her heart was shocked to the extreme, so after seeing Wang Baole's nodding, she took a long time to breathe out and looked at Wang Baole strangely.

"Baole... Your luck..."

"I told you before that I'm the son of heaven, and I'm lucky. Don't you believe it? Let's talk about you. The dark swallow plan you implemented is to go to what Zijin civilization?" Wang Baole proudly raised his head, and his pride in his heart was no longer covered up, but considering Zhao Yameng's feelings, Wang Baole coughed and asked about her.

Zhao Yameng couldn't help laughing or crying. When she looked at Wang Baole, she couldn't help but think of the picture of Wang Baole for the first time in the ethereal Taoist temple. Then the picture turned into a scene of Wang Baole's domineering shaking the four directions and strong rise in the trial of the ancient bronze sword.

All this made her eyes slowly soften, and after dispersing the last trace of doubt in her heart, she talked about her experience to Wang Baole.

In fact, the Federation's dark swallow plan left some cards. This card is the combination of Lingke and the help of Cang mang Daogong. It created a physical body for every monk who went out to perform tasks, leaving a wisp of spirit at the same time, so as to ensure that those who performed tasks, even if they died outside, could be resurrected on the earth.

At the same time, in the body of the Earth Spirit, he will wake up every once in a while and inform the Federation of the obtained information. This plan is top secret. Only the federal president and the ethereal ancestor are qualified to command and obtain it. According to the plan, the galaxy Zhao Yameng is going to is the Zijin civilization.

In fact, when entering the designated relics of the earth, no one knows where they will go if they disappear inside. It was not until Zhao Yameng appeared in the Zijin civilization that she knew that the strength there was too much more than the earth.

In her understanding, the highest cultivation of the earth, that is, Wang Baole, is also Tongshen. In Zijin civilization... Tongshen is nothing at all, not even a overlord. Only when you arrive at the planet, you are qualified to be called overlord. On the planet, Zijin civilization even has star friars, and the number is not one, but three. These three people are closed all the year round, especially the ancestor of Zijin, although they are not in the realm of stars, But the legend is already a half step star field!

These three star friars, like three flaming flames, enveloped the entire Zijin civilization, making the Zijin civilization a dominant existence in the 19th star domain in the lower left holy domain of the Weiyang Tao domain.

"Zuo Dao holy land? 19th star domain?" Wangbaole was stunned.