In front of him, a handsome young man bowed and chuckled.

"Patriarch Zhou, are you ready?"

Zhou Yan was still a little surprised: "This...what is this place?"

"my space!"

Ling Luoyu turned to him and rolled up his sleeves.

"In my space, let alone people of the Mo family, even the king of heaven, I can't get involved!"

With a slight jaw, she raised her eyebrows.

"How about? Do you?"

Zhou Yan looked around in disbelief, but he also felt that the air was fresher and clearer than ever.

Although I don't know what's going on, but I also believe--

Here, maybe it's really different.

Out of the ordinary, she may really surprise him in a different place.

"If something happens to me, please tell Cheng Xue...Zhuang Dashang treats her sincerely, let her wrong herself, marry herself, and the Zhou family... please give them both!"

Before the words fell, a wave of gravity struck him, his mind was instantly stunned, all of his consciousness disappeared, as if his soul was also fluttering.

I don't know how long it took before he felt the weight of his body and gradually fell into the world.

The fingertips moved and slowly opened his eyes.

Yangguan passed through the cracks in the bamboo house, pouring from the top of the head and falling on the fingertips.

"This is..."

Consciousness, a moment of absence.

Then, all the memories slowly returned.

Finally, he suddenly noticed the strangeness, his eyes moved and his head looked up little by little.

As far as he can see, he has his feet.

Vaguely--

The feet, it seems, a bit cold.

Trying, the consciousness moved, and the toes also moved.

His eyes widened instantly: "My feet..."

"If your feet can move, move other places. Don't make your legs good, but other places are broken..."

Ling Luoyu lay on the table and didn't know what he was doing, so he returned calmly.

"However, looking at your appearance, it seems that your head hasn't broken...it's a blessing!"

Zhou Yan was overjoyed and tried to move his toes again.

Really, active! !

But why, I think everything is so unreal.

"I... can I really... walk?"

"The legs are on you, can you walk, how do I know?"

Ling Luoyu was still lying there, motionless.

It seems that there is not much expectation about whether Zhou Yan can leave.

Zhou Yan licked his lips and made his final determination, supporting the edge of the bed with one hand and his legs with the other, before landing.

The touch under his feet was a feeling he had never felt before.

"Miss Ling, I... I seem to be stepping... stepping..."

The voice was excited, and it was a fight with the first wedding night in the bridal chamber.

Ling Luoyu finally turned his head, a little helpless: "What did you step on? He stepped on shoes, or the ground?"

With that said, Zhou Yanzhen found his foot on the shoe, and quickly raised his leg. After hesitating, he stepped barefoot on the cold ground.

This time, the feeling of being down to earth came true.

"Miss Ling, I... I really feel my feet!"

"We treat your legs, not your feet..."

Ling Luoyu turned sideways and hooked his fingers.

"Get up, try to take two steps!"

Zhou Yan slowly raised his head, looked at her again, bit his lip, and slammed his waist.

After a pause, he suddenly froze.

Ling Luoyu's brows also sank: "Why? No?"

Is it because your legs and feet have feelings, but they can't bear the weight of your body?