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101 White Clothes Bodhisattva Rescue Suffering

Encountering such a big dove-raising monster, Fusang felt depressed. After gathering the medicine alone, she returned to the Medicine Palace.

Lying on her back in a large font, her mind was still circling with the image of Su Zhu clearly longing for her but not daring to say it out loud. She really couldn't forget it. What was his reason?

I originally wanted to take a rest before getting up, but when I heard a knock on the door, I raised my neck and shouted,

"Come in~"

Fusang turned around and saw that it was the maid Wangyou. According to Wangyou's explanation, she and Hemerocallis were two grasses with the same root. On the cliff near the Dragon Palace, they absorbed the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and the essence of the sun and the moon, and it took them two thousand years to transform into a human.

When the Dragon King saw that the two sisters were beautiful and graceful, he invited them into the palace, where he did some trivial things and continued to practice.

"Miss Hai, Mr. Huokui just came over and asked you to have dinner with the Dragon King at noon!" Wangyou was holding a cup of scented tea in one hand and a new set of clothes in the other.

"I went to collect herbs in the morning. I'm very tired now and just want to sleep. Tell Huo Kui that I won't be able to go there at noon!" Thinking of the embarrassment of choking on food in front of Feng Teng in the morning, she wanted to find a trap.

Buried myself.

"Why don't you go?" Huo Kuai's irritable voice suddenly came in and rushed to Fusang's bed.

Fuso was so frightened that she sat up from the bed and even pulled the quilt to cover her body.

"Hey, I'm still a young girl. How can you, a grown man, break in? What if I don't have any clothes on?"

Huo Kui looked at Fusang, who looked like he was about to be teased, with black lines all over his head.

"Miss Hai, if you don't go, I will die!" I have been following Fusang to treat Dajun's wounds some time ago. After getting along with each other, Huo Kui somewhat understands Fusang's character and temper. He is very straightforward, but because he is too straightforward,

, as long as she is dissatisfied, she will definitely speak out.

So when Huo Kui first went out, he had the courage to ask Lord Dragon King, what if he refused to come?

As a result, the Dragon King looked at him coldly and said, "It's up to you."

Damn~ What does he have to do with this! Fusang is the only one who dares to refuse the invitation of the Dragon King. The other beauties in the harem have already run away, so there is no need for him to personally act and humiliate!

"I'm very tired, I want to sleep!" Fuso lay down again, closed his eyes and ignored it.

"I'll take you back to sleep after eating!" Huo Kui said dully.

"I won't go." Fusang covered his head with a quilt and refused.

"Auntie, how can you be willing to go?" Huo Kui was completely crazy.

Wangyou stood aside and couldn't help but chuckle.

Fusang rolled his eyes and slightly opened the quilt, revealing a corner.

"You answer me a question and I'll go! How about it?"

"Don't say one, even ten or twenty will be fine." Huo Kui patted his chest and assured.

Fusang got out of the quilt and shouted to Wangyou,

"Wangyou, give Mr. Huokui a cup of tea!"

Want to ask over tea? How long does this question have to be?

"Lord Huokui, please have some tea!"

Huo Kui took the tea tremblingly. With such a big glass of water, how long will the conversation last?

"Um, Suzhu..."

"Stop! I don't know anything about Su Zhu." Huo Kui immediately straightened his body and yelled.

"Hey!" Fusang Liu frowned, how could this be done.

"Miss Hai, I can't afford your cup of tea! If you really don't go, I will have to wash my neck and wait for a stab!" Huo Kui looked upright and looked down upon death.

But why did Fusang suddenly ask about one of the taboos in the Dragon Palace?

"Forget it! Monsters don't keep their word!" Fusang glanced at Huo Kui and lay back.

"Who said that!" Huo Kui straightened his back and said,

"Demons have their ways, but Miss Hai, no one in the Dragon Palace knows about the matter you asked, so you'd better not think about it." After a pause, Huo Kui smiled sinisterly,

"Actually, you can ask Lord Dragon King. I think Dragon King loves you so much, so he should tell you!"

Of course Huo Kui just said it casually to lure Fusang into taking the bait.

Fusang was thinking that no one in the Dragon Palace knew how mysterious it was!

The more curious Fuso became, the more she wanted to know. She sat up from the bed with a bang, grabbed Huo Kui and walked out. If she didn't ask this matter clearly, she would definitely not be able to eat or sleep.

Being dragged along by Fusang, there were many little demons pointing their fingers along the way. Huo Kui didn't mind at all, as long as the goal was achieved. Anyway, he never had a serious image in the Dragon Palace.

Fusang stepped into the Dragon Palace Dining Hall, and saw a gorgeous long table that could accommodate about twenty people. Feng Teng sat on the table, and his harem beauties sat on both sides. After a glance, only the left and right sides of Feng Teng were empty.

Holding the two positions, he continued to pull Huo Kui towards there.

The goblins whispered among themselves, expressing surprise at Fusang's rude behavior. How could such a rude woman stay with the Dragon King? Moreover, the Dragon King even reserved a seat for her, which really made everyone envious and jealous.

"I have something to ask you." Fusang let go of Huo Kui's hand, and Huo Kui immediately rolled out of the dining hall.

If the Dragon King knew about it and he told Fusang about it and asked the Dragon King, he would be dragged out and chopped in half.

"Didn't you see that I am eating?" Feng Teng stretched out his hand to lift Fusang to his position and waited for her. He is really good at ink.

Oh my god, when this woman saw the Dragon King, she neither shouted honorifics nor knelt down. Not only did the Dragon King not mind, she even smiled.

After being turned around and looking at the delicious food on the table, Fusang suddenly felt hungry and his stomach growled a few times.

Is this a meal of food? If it were in a town, it should be enough to feed a village for a week.

Looking at Fusang's cute look swallowing her saliva, Feng Teng was in a good mood. She moved her position and leaned closer to Fusang. She personally put some dishes into her bowl and said softly:

"In the past few days, you have made great contributions to the army, and this meal is a celebration for you!"

Although Feng Teng was also recuperating, he knew exactly what Fusang had done, and it was indeed hard work that paid off.

Today's meal is just a little sweetness.

"Is it so good?" Fusang glanced sideways at Feng Teng, lowered his head and picked up a piece of Gu Lao pork, with a bit of honey juice and a fragrance on his lips and teeth. It was indeed the level of a chef.

"Of course!" Feng Teng straightened the bangs on Fusang's forehead, with a gentle and doting look that made others envious.

"Rescuing your army, I'm just fulfilling my duty as a doctor. I didn't expect to get any benefits from you!" Fusang said, looking around, and Feng Teng immediately handed over a glass of fragrant red wine.

"Thank you!" Fusang thanked Chao Fengteng. Yes, it was quite considerate.

"Do you know what the army calls you now?" Feng Teng asked casually as he continued to pick up vegetables for Fusang.

"What?" Fuso took a sip of the red wine. The wine tasted good, with a light grape flavor, mellow but not greasy.

"Save the suffering, save the white-robed Bodhisattva!"

"Pfft~" A mouthful of red wine spurted out from Fusang's mouth, splashing onto many dishes on the table!

Bad impact!


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