The Law of Transmigration: The Black-Hearted God’s Domineering Love

The scenery on the outskirts of the city is extremely beautiful, as elegant and pleasant as an ink painting.

Pushing open the window, Luo Liyan leaned her upper body out of the window, opened her arms, and felt the cool breeze slowly blowing over her face.

She let out a string of laughter like silver bells.

"Like it?" Yu Chiche put his arms around Luo Liyan's waist to prevent her from falling, his expression focused and gentle.

"Well, that's natural." Luo Liyan retracted her body and looked at him with a sweet smile, "My dream is to travel across these thousands of miles of mountains and rivers in my lifetime."

If he stayed at his house every day, wouldn't that create a lot of time for Yuchiche to harm Zhongliang?

Yuchiche's long eyelashes trembled slightly, as if thinking.

Finally, his index finger slightly curved and rubbed twice on her face.

"A wife's wishes should be fulfilled by her husband to the best of her ability."

Luo Liyan blinked in astonishment. She didn't expect Yuchi Che to be so talkative today.

However, the carriage had stopped at this time, and Yuchiche didn't say anything more. He jumped off the carriage and handed his hand to her.

Luo Liyan obediently put her hand up, and just as she was about to jump off, Yuchi Che pulled her into his arms.

"Put me down. I can walk on my own." Luo Liyan's resisting little hands pulled on his shoulders twice.

"Are you sure?" Yuchiche raised his eyebrows and motioned her to look in the two directions she was going.

The winding stone path was like a ladder to heaven, making Luo Liyan swallow her saliva.

It wasn't that she looked down upon herself, but that the road ahead was too difficult and dangerous. Even if she had to climb up using both hands and feet, half of her life would be lost.

Is it possible that all the masters in the world live in such a place?

How did Yu Chiche, who was only 8 years old at the time, climb up?

Luo Liyan simply couldn't imagine it.

Yuchiche didn't give her any more time to think, turned around and walked towards the ladder.

"Put me down quickly. This road is so difficult, how can you bear it?" Luo Liyan kicked her legs.

Although it is undeniable that Yu Chiche is very powerful, he has a chronic disease in his legs. If he goes alone, the old disease will probably relapse, not to mention having to carry such a burden as himself.

"Yan'er are you worried about me?" Yuchi Che let out a pleasant chuckle. Without waiting for her answer, he tapped his toes and jumped into the air, floating up like flying.

Luo Liyan was so frightened by his sudden move that she screamed, her arms quickly wrapped around Yuchi Che's neck, and her little head was buried in his neck.

Feeling the attitude of his beloved who relied on him wholeheartedly, Yuchiche felt that there was nothing more wonderful than this in the world.

After a while, the two came to the temple on the top of the mountain that was full of incense.

Their sudden arrival startled everyone, and when they saw that the person coming was actually Yuchi Che, everyone changed their expressions, lowered their heads, and dispersed to the side.

"Arrived? So soon?" Luo Liyan raised her head, looked at the solemn thousand-year-old temple, and hurriedly asked Yuchi Che to put her down.

Yuchiche was quite happy this time and obeyed her without saying anything.

He just bent down very carefully and smoothed out the creases on her body.

Under the guidance of the young monk, the two bypassed the main hall and came to the Zen room at the back.

An elderly monk looked at them kindly.

"The donor has finally arrived."