Wang Feng never expected that Zhu Zhuqing would run down at this time.

Zhu Zhuqing was very fast. Although she couldn't bear the light of the sea god and consumed her soul power when she stepped onto the 330th floor, her speed was also extremely fast with the physical improvement brought by the more than five months of exercise and climbing!

And when Zhu Zhuqing passed by a dark shadow like a night elf and threw herself into Wang Feng's arms.

Wang Feng felt the strength and...bigness of Zhu Zhuqing's body.

cough…

His chest was a little stuffy, and Wang Feng reluctantly took a step back.

Before Wang Feng could react, the mask on his face was lifted off, and then a slightly cold and soft feeling suddenly spread from his face to Wang Feng's brain.

Um?

Wang Feng hurriedly held Zhu Zhuqing's shoulder with both hands, what are you doing! I haven't even admitted that you are here now?

"They can't see..."

Zhu Zhuqing's soft murmur sounded in her ears, and the warm breath made Wang Feng feel a little itchy, "Wang Feng, there is no need to hide it anymore. I know your identity, and my heart will not lie to me. Otherwise, you would have pushed me away long ago."

Wang Feng was silent.

The heart position is even faintly glowing, which is obviously the effect of meteor tears.

Indeed, Wang Feng felt that the meteor tears also had that special feeling.

I feel like my heart is connected...

"Why did you get out?"

Wang Feng pushed Zhu Zhuqing's body slightly away, but he felt that the other party hugged him a little tightly, so he stopped being in contact and let him hold him.

From the veneer, the two of them were pressed together, and they were a little flattened.

"miss you."

Zhu Zhuqing raised her head, her face flushed like a cloud, and her eyes were a little confused, "In the past two months, every time you walk past me, I feel like you are talking to you... But I'm afraid, as soon as I open my mouth, you will be recognized."

Wang Feng thought to himself that this meteor tears did not expect to have this effect. No matter how good they disguise themselves, it would be useless.

"How long will you pretend?"

Zhu Zhuqing stared at the face that day and night, her face became more and more flushed, "If you continue to pretend like this, it should be a great burden to you? Did you fail to hit the last level just now?"

Wang Feng shook his head.

He didn't hit the last floor today, but failed in just a thousand floors.

"Did you do that on purpose?"

Zhu Zhuqing buried her head on Wang Feng's chest and pressed against Wang Feng's chin. The latter's heartbeat was consistent with his own heartbeat. The sense of fit felt like it was integrated.

Zhu Zhuqing's whole body trembled.

"They misunderstood you now... they all want to slap you in the face. Are you angry..."

Zhu Zhuqing whispered.

"What annoyed..."

Wang Feng thought for a while, "I want you to think so, otherwise I won't be able to hold on for these two months."

Zhu Zhuqing: “…”

"Then, when will you plan to not pretend..."

Zhu Zhuqing suddenly raised her head and looked at Wang Feng, "And, the saint of the Spirit Hall, every time she looks at you..."

Speaking of this, Zhu Zhuqing hugged her hands tighter.

"Every time I see that saint looking at you, I feel like kicking her away..."

Zhu Zhuqing's tone was sour, "Wang Feng, you have become a white-clothed pope in the Martial Spirit Hall... Are you really going to leave us?"

But after saying that, Zhu Zhuqing might feel that she was asking a little stupidly, and murmured:

"You can't do this!"

Wang Feng smiled and looked at Zhu Zhuqing with a little angry look.

He actually wanted to say that even if he was not in the Martial Spirit Hall, he would leave one day, but it would be too sad to say such words.

It will be fine.

"There is also the young master of the Spirit Hall Qian Renxue. I heard from the third brother that he is also a great beauty..." Zhu Zhuqing said with vaguely, "You retreated in the Tiandou City Palace to protect her, and you fought with the third brother and Senior Poison Douluo. Are you also for her..."

Wang Feng: “…”

Wang Feng coughed a few times, why did he get there?

But that matter was too complicated and I couldn't explain it clearly to Zhu Zhuqing for a while.

"You are disguised as a white-clothed pope in the War Spirit Hall... Is it because of these two girls?" Zhu Zhuqing whispered, "I know, my thoughts are a bit petty, but I just can't help thinking so..."

"Absolutely not." Wang Feng said.

"Why... why did you enter the Spirit Hall, become a white-clothed Pope... why did you have to be with those two girls..." Zhu Zhuqing felt a lot of questions, but when she asked, she suddenly lay in Wang Feng's arms again, "Woo... I won't ask anymore, I know you won't tell me now."

Wang Feng didn't mean that he wouldn't tell Zhu Zhuqing.

Actually, it doesn't make much sense.

Bibi Dong became a god, and there are three years to come to the island of Sea God in the future...

"In two years, I will tell you."

Wang Feng's eyes flashed. Now, he didn't know what was going on on the continent. The Martial Soul Alliance should be established.

What happened to the two empires and three sects?

Nothing knows nothing.

He can only become stronger to wait two years later to prevent any accidents.

"You said..."

Zhu Zhuqing looked up at Wang Feng again, "Can you make a choice in those two years? Rongrong and I, who do you choose... or do you want to choose the saint of the Spirit Hall and the Qian Renxue?"

Wang Feng: “…”

Why do you ask this question again?

And...why do you need to add two more in?

"Wang Feng, I think my mind is very confused because everything you do is too terrible..."

Zhu Zhuqing murmured, "I don't know what you want to do...but one thing, I won't change, I like you."

Yes, it's terrible.

Even if the other party has not truly recognized his identity now, Zhu Zhuqing thought about the series of things that the other party has become the Pope in white for more than a year, and thus directed by the director, and it feels very terrible.

What did Wang Feng do in the Martial Soul Hall again? To reach this high position? How to be reused?

"Even if one day, you really become a super bad guy..."

Zhu Zhuqing stared at Wang Feng and whispered, "I like you too..."

Moreover, not just like it... Zhu Zhuqing said silently in her heart.

"Well, I like you too." Wang Feng thought for a while and said.

"Really?" Zhu Zhuqing was stunned, her face became more and more rosy, her face was filled with surprise, and the affection seemed to be overflowing in her eyes. This was the first time she had heard such a positive answer from Wang Feng.

But then, Zhu Zhuqing asked again, "Where is Rongrong?"

"I like her too." Wang Feng said.

"..." Zhu Zhuqing was stunned, her head blank.

After a while.

"You...you, you..." Zhu Zhuqing stammered, "How could you do this..."

"I don't like it then." Wang Feng thought for a while.

"No!" Zhu Zhuqing stomped her feet and said angrily, "Wang Feng, you can't be fickle! You can only choose one!"

No one wants to share his beloved with others, so naturally she doesn't want to.
Chapter completed!