Fusang discovered that when Feng Teng mentioned that person, he also exuded a faint anger.
"What happened to him?"
"Two thousand years have passed since the incident, so it's okay not to mention it. I have long since stopped pursuing it. However, Suzhu has always been worried about it. He devoted himself to me, but he can't let go of the past. To put it bluntly, Suzhu is the most important person.
Someone who needs care!" Feng Teng stood up, his sword eyebrows slightly furrowed, and he stood under the dragon picture with his hands behind his hands, and some scenes flashed before his eyes.
Looking at Fengteng, Fusang felt a little distressed. The old people all said that the Dragon King was cruel and had once stained the human world with blood and made the people miserable. However, how bad could his nature be if he could worry about his subordinates?
If it were true as everyone said, even those demons would not be able to follow Feng Teng so loyally.
"Don't mention it, don't mention it anymore!" Fusang took a deep breath and shouted twice clearly, not wanting Feng Teng to be immersed in the sad memories of the past. This was simply too torturous.
"Aren't you going to continue asking?" Feng Teng turned around and looked at Fusang in surprise.
"No! Since they are all bad things, why bother mentioning them again! The most important thing is to live happily in the future, just like Suzhu, one day, he will also figure it out!" And
, Fusang had already thought about it. When she started to prepare the medical team in the Dragon Palace, she would bring Suzhu with her to try to influence his state of mind.
Feng Teng raised his eyebrows, moved closer to Fusang, and carefully examined her little face. Indeed, there was no unwillingness or grievance, but a look of relief.
"Woman, why are you so generous all of a sudden?"
"Was I that bad before?" Fusang touched his face, feeling a little confused.
What kind of bad impression did I have in Feng Teng's eyes?
"Although it's not that bad, it's not necessarily good either!" Feng Teng reached out and pulled away Fusang's hand that was abusing his cheek.
"There is no flesh on the face to begin with, but if you pinch it again, the whole face will be dented, and you will look like an old woman!"
Fusang's face turned green. She was really blinded by the shit in her eyes. Only when she was in the underworld did she feel that this damn little sheep was so great, and she even felt worried about him.
Feng Teng suddenly picked up Fusang and flew out of the dining hall.
"Hey, hey, where are you taking me?" Although she had been carried like this and flown several times, she didn't carry her without any warning. Fortunately, her little heart was strong enough.
"I'll show you the beautiful scenery of Halong Palace!" Looking down at the little woman in her arms, her eyes rolling, Feng Teng felt that his chest was filled with something.
With Feng Teng's help, Fusang has now escaped from Feng Teng's arms and is floating alone. Although she is still a little frightened, the excitement and excitement overwhelm the fear. Floating in the sky, surrounded by flowers floating by.
A white cloud like cotton candy.
I moved my body slightly and found that I could still walk. I boldly reached out to touch the clouds. They were soft and comfortable.
"Wow~ can I sit on it? Can I?" Fusang shouted excitedly, clearly hearing the wind blowing by his ears.
Without saying anything, Feng Teng pulled a white cloud in front of Fusang.
"Hold it! Climb up by yourself!"
Fusang suddenly felt that Feng Teng was too great, and hugged Yun Duo,
"It's really soft and comfortable. It's more comfortable than a bed! The gods in the sky really know how to enjoy it. How happy it must be to sleep on the clouds!"
Feng Teng snorted coldly,
"The fairy world is not as beautiful as you imagined!"
Even in the fairy world, not everything is holy and inviolable. Just like the human world, it is also full of ugly things.
Fusang didn't pay attention to Feng Teng's words. He swung his butt and sat on the cloud.
"Ah~ah~ not only can I fly, but I can also sit on the clouds, ah~" Fuso has never tried this feeling before. It is scary and exciting, but she can't help but want to try it.
"Little sheep, little sheep, come here! Come and sit with me!" Fusang kept waving to Feng Teng.
The wind was falling, so I leaned over and sat down. The cloud was too small, and there was no room for two people to squeeze in.
"Come here, come here~" Fusang naturally saw that Feng Teng was only sitting a quarter of the way, and kept moving to the side, taking the initiative to give up his seat to the big man Feng Teng.
The two of them sat side by side, Fusang breathing in the air at the top of the clouds, her whole body feeling clear, and childishly trying to catch other white clouds floating in front of her eyes.
Feng Teng just smiled quietly and watched Fusang having fun. In fact, she was really easily satisfied. Just a cloud could make her so happy!
Feeling a little tired from playing, Fusang naturally leaned on Feng Teng's shoulder, still panting for breath.
"Little Yang, do you think those gods who shuttle among the clouds every day are as happy as me?"
Feng Teng adjusted his sitting position so that Fusang could lean on him more comfortably. He lowered his eyes and looked at Fusang's rosy cheeks.
"You are stupid, so you think you are happy like this. Those old men in heaven are annoyed when they see the white clouds!"
"Fools are blessed by fools! Why do you have to be so smart to burden yourself!" Fusang played with Feng Teng's clothes in boredom.
"Why are you only wearing black clothes? It's so dark, doesn't it feel boring!"
Since I met Feng Teng, I have never seen him wearing clothes of other colors.
"Woman, do you even care about these trivial matters now?" Feng Teng suddenly moved Fusang's head from his shoulder to his arms and lay flat on his back, reaching out to tidy up Fusang's long hair that was messed up by the wind.
Fusang looked at Feng Teng in a daze as he looked so serious and meticulous. It turned out that the serious man was really handsome!
"Are you willing to follow me and stay in the Dragon Palace?" Feng Teng leaned closer to Fusang. Instead of calling himself king, he used the most ordinary "you and me". Only in this way will Feng Teng feel that there is no such thing between the two.
limit.
And this is why Feng Teng asked a woman for her opinion so seriously and even nervously. In the past, if he wanted it, he would get it by force, but when facing Fusang, he couldn't bear it and actually cared about her.
Real feelings.
In the misty fairyland, from nowhere, dandelions floated all over the sky and fell on Feng Teng's shoulders and Fusang's body.
First, the mist shrouded the sky and dandelions were flying. Fusang looked into Fengteng's eyes, filled with infinite affection and longing. That look made her heart turbulent.
She really wanted to say I do, but after experiencing life and death, she had to admit that Feng Teng occupies an irreplaceable position in her heart. Yes, I don’t know when, Feng Teng lived in her heart and occupied it permanently.
a piece of land.
But Fusang's mind kept flashing back to his father, eldest sister, second sister, Lu Xiao, and other people in Haicheng.
If she stayed in the Dragon Palace, she would never see her father and the others again.
If she made a promise, it would be for a lifetime, but Fusang was so afraid that she would break her promise! Her father was still missing, her second sister was missing, Lu Xiao was still a monster, many things had not been resolved, and she couldn't agree.
Humans and gods were fighting, Fusang's hands slowly touched Feng Teng's cheeks, her red lips opened slightly,
"Then are you willing to let me go free first and wait for my return in the Dragon Palace?"