My Wife Is The Final Boss-Chapter 47 - 046 The sky is vast, the earth is distant, and the body strides through the wind (2-in-1)

Chapter 47: 046 The sky is vast, the earth is distant, and the body strides through the wind (2-in-1)

In life, some girls will ask you if the game is more important or she is more important while you are playing games, ask if your work is more important or she is while you are working hard, even ask if your elders are more important or she is during the rare times you accompany your parents.

That’s very childish.

Xu Chang’an knows that Yun Qian is not a childish person, so if it were the real Miss Yun, she wouldn’t care about the answer when asking this question because she’s just simply asking.

Even if Xu Chang’an said that the Heavenly Dao is more important, she probably wouldn’t feel dissatisfied.

What is the Heavenly Dao?

Xu Chang’an inevitably thinks of the Heavenly Dao System on himself.

But the Heavenly Dao here, no matter how you think about it, has nothing to do with the System.

Supreme Principle of Heaven and Earth, Impermanence Dao, call it Heavenly Dao.

He walked to Yun Qian, and in her somewhat surprised gaze, he gently embraced her, separating after a long while, placing one hand on Yun Qian’s cheek seriously said, "But being alone for too long... is lonely?"

"No." Yun Qian felt the warmth on her cheek, thought for a moment, and then said, "A little bit."

Really strange.

In the past, even if it was flying dust over the vast sea, starry clouds accumulated, in the Star Sea where time has lost significance, she wouldn’t have this feeling.

"Lonely because of my cultivation..." Xu Chang’an sighed softly, "That’s also an inevitable thing."

Xu Chang’an tucked Yun Qian’s long hair behind her ear, the corner of his mouth curved, and said, "I wouldn’t say I’m cultivating because of Miss, because that’s my own thing, but... your husband chasing the Supreme Principle of Heaven and Earth is also for a more stable life."

Listening to Xu Chang’an’s words, which are slightly different from usual, Yun Qian’s big eyes blink.

Dreams are indeed wonderful, allowing her to hear words she usually does not.

"You’re saying... I’m more important than the Heavenly Dao?" Yun Qian asked.

"Of course." Xu Chang’an nodded, among his many reasons for cultivation, a large part is related to his family’s Miss Yun.

Xu Chang’an looked at Yun Qian, naturally held her wrist, using a very light strength, as if afraid a strong grip would cause the person in front of him to shatter like a bubble.

"It’s good to drink wine, grow old with you. Quietness reigns over the music... who doesn’t want to live a stable life." Xu Chang’an said, "Loving life for a hundred years... may be great, but a short-lived flower is also beautiful, just like Miss you are to me."

"I don’t understand." Yun Qian shook her head.

"Be patient, Miss." Xu Chang’an took a deep breath, "For a better life in the future... you can bear it a little more."

If we can’t meet often, just endure it.

The wedding isn’t urgent.

Having children isn’t urgent.

"I understand." Yun Qian looked at the complicated emotions in the young man’s eyes and suddenly felt good-hearted. She asked, "Are you enduring too?"

"Yes." Xu Chang’an’s corner of the eye twitched slightly, helplessly looked at Yun Qian in front of him, "I’m very restrained, very restrained, for not turning this dream into spring."

"Since it’s a dream, there’s no need to restrain." Yun Qian thought for a moment and waved a finger in front of Xu Chang’an: "I won’t have children."

"Miss, are you an Enchanting Demon?"

"What’s an Enchanting Demon."

"Nothing." Xu Chang’an covered his face, sighing.

He appears to be talking to Yun Qian, but actually, some words he’s saying to himself, taking the dream as a lesson, to steadfastly consolidate his cultivation Dao Heart.

At this moment, a gust of wind rose outside the window lattice, the clouds thinned, and the entire sky appeared with many aurora-like scenes.

Xu Chang’an realizes that the transformation after his Open Source Realm has completely finished, and his physical strength and Spiritual Power have also recovered to eighty percent, then releases Yun Qian’s hand.

"Miss, I have to go."

"Hmm." Yun Qian walked to sit in front of the dressing table mirror in the room.

"Doing what?" Xu Chang’an asked.

"Braid my hair before you leave." Yun Qian said, she managed to return to the island, wanting to reminisce about past life here.

"Alright." Xu Chang’an nodded, thinking here is indeed his dream, whatever he wants to do... the Yun girl in the dream knows.

In front of the mirror, Xu Chang’an looked at Yun Qian inside.

Looking in the mirror in a dream is actually doing a kind of introspection within, just like now.

Xu Chang’an picked up the wooden comb, carefully styling Yun Qian’s long hair, treating each corner to perfection, suddenly said, "Miss, my talent in cultivation isn’t very good, the efficiency of absorbing and transforming Spiritual Power is completely inferior to ordinary people."

"..." Yun Qian’s eyelashes trembled slightly, her gaze wandering. freeωebnovēl.c૦m

Spiritual Qi is afraid of her husband, so what Xu Chang’an can absorb are some relatively inferior ones, it’s strange if the cultivation speed can be fast.

It has nothing to do with Miss Guan Yun.

The System had already handled it well.

"Blame me." Yun Qian still spoke.

"What does it have to do with Miss." Xu Chang’an said, then suddenly froze.

Yun Qian said "I," referring to himself right, after all, it’s his dream, Yun Qian’s thoughts are his thoughts, so Xu Chang’an corrected himself, "It’s not wrong to say that."

Listening to Xu Chang’an’s words, Yun Qian’s fingers couldn’t help but grasp the hem of her skirt, she said, "It’s okay, you’re the best."

"What’s powerful?" Xu Chang’an knows the difficulties of his cultivation, he lamented, "The sky leisurely above, the body straddles the wind, below no ladder, above no strength."

The sky of cultivation above, worldly dust below, he’s stuck in such an awkward place.

Wanting to step into the Azure Clouds, yet stuck in the middle, can’t go up, and unwilling to come down.

"Feeling uneasy?" Yun Qian pondered for a while, asking.