[Read the full text of the first novel with no mistakes, 69 Book Bar-www., your best choice!]
135 Life and death have their own fate and destiny
The breeze is gentle, the white mist is gentle, and the air is filled with a special fragrance, which hits your nose and makes you feel relaxed and happy.
"Where are we going?" Fusang huddled in Fengteng's arms and shuttled between the clouds. For Fusang, an ordinary person, no matter how courageous she is, it still takes some time to accept it. Even if she had taken a stroll last time
The clouds are still, and cannot be compared with the fast flight at this time.
Feng Teng asked Fusang to sit still, walked to Moro's side, put one hand on Moro's pulse gate, and after a moment he muttered:
"Tianjiu must be merciful, otherwise with his internal strength, he would have shattered your inner alchemy long ago."
Moro smiled bitterly,
"I'm afraid it's because Lord Yama is too proud!"
Moro is just a small palace, and compared with the reputation of Lord Yama outside, it is naturally far behind. Everyone just looked at the face of King Yama and showed courtesy to the three of them.
Walking with the light of Yama on your head, this is the greatest sorrow that Mara feels.
Feng Teng slapped Moro on the back with his palm, and a stream of golden light slowly flowed out, gradually entering Moro's body. Just now, with the help of Long Tianhao, Moro had recovered by several percent, and under Feng Teng's inner strength
With his help, Moro was almost better.
After absorbing all Feng Teng's energy, Moro stood up and exercised.
"I'm fine!"
Long Haotian looked at Moro in surprise and became lively in an instant. The Dragon King really lived up to his reputation.
"Dragon King!" Long Tianhao shouted softly.
Feng Teng glanced at Long Tianhao,
"Immortal cultivator, you can't even deal with a werewolf. Tsk, that really disappoints me!"
Feng Teng's expectations for Long Tianhao are still quite high, but he is not disappointed yet. Just having the courage to stand up for Fusang and express his contempt for the heaven just now has made Feng Teng feel a little different about him.
view.
"If it weren't for tracking your whereabouts, I would have dealt with the werewolves long ago!" Long Tianhao showed some obvious disdain.
Compared with the Dragon King, the werewolf is nothing, it cannot be compared at all.
Hearing the news about Lu Xiao, Fusang was shaken. Brother Xiao was still alive.
Fusang turned to look at Feng Teng, remembering that there were still important things to do.
"Little Yang, let's go back first. Although we can't get the celery root now, we still have to go back and think about other options!"
His eyes swept over Moro, and an idea suddenly popped into Fuso's mind. His eyes suddenly widened in surprise. Moro, who accidentally met Fuso's eyes, was really startled. He felt like he was lying on the chopping board, about to be killed by Fuso.
The illusion of being cut into pieces.
"Your Highness Moro, I have something to discuss with you, which is about the life and death of an old man. I want to..."
Your Highness Moro? Shouting so respectfully is not like Fuso’s style at all. There is definitely something wrong. After being stunned for a second, Moro suddenly realized and immediately refused categorically.
"no!"
"Why?" Fusang asked dissatisfied.
"Life and death are determined by destiny. How can we change it at will?" Moro turned away his face and snorted coldly.
"He is a good person!" Fusang continued to argue.
"It doesn't matter whether it's good or bad, it's a destiny! Everyone's reincarnation has been determined for a long time." Moro unconsciously took two steps back, fearing that Fusang would suddenly pounce on him.
Fusang had a few black lines on his forehead, pursed his red lips, and turned his eyes to Feng Teng, wanting to ask for help, but Feng Teng actually found a comfortable position and leaned down, as if he was just sitting back and watching the show.
Look.
Long Tianhao didn't care about anything else and sat down cross-legged, rarely having time to enjoy the beautiful scenery of heaven.
"Hey!" Fusang walked up to Feng Teng and kicked his long legs.
"What?" Feng Teng's face was filled with a joking smile. All this woman was thinking about was others, and only when she was really desperate and had no other choice for others would she ask for help.
Fuso curled her lips, feeling a little embarrassed to speak. She turned around angrily and sat at the front of the dragon boat. She clenched the two dragon horns with both hands as if to vent her anger, and kept cursing in a low voice.
Feng Teng laughed dumbly, it was so awkward, his eyes turned to Moro, and he raised his eyebrows.
"You've made my woman angry!"
Moro also raised his eyebrows and hummed to him with his nostrils,
"You should know the cycle of life and death better than anyone else. Don't tell me that you want me to break the relationship between life and death for your woman!"
"I didn't say that, this is what you think!" Feng Teng said completely.
Moro was speechless, it was so cold!
Long Tianhao burst into laughter. It turns out that the infamous Dragon King is quite humorous!
"Na!" Fuso, who was sulking, suddenly saw a glass vase in his sight. Inside the vase was a purple-red flower with three large petals and a stem submerged in the water. It looked delicate and charming.
.
"This is?" Fuso took the bottle and looked at it carefully. The purple petals, could it be,
"Is this the celery root?"
"Yeah!" Feng Teng responded casually and lay back down again.
Fusang's chest suddenly overflowed with emotion. It turned out that he had already remembered it in his heart, but he just didn't say it.
Moro twitched the corner of his mouth,
"When did the Dragon King learn to be sneaky?"
As he expected, the purple cinnamon flower was under Luo Fu's control. With Luo Fu's performance just now, it was impossible for him to take it out. The Dragon King took it for himself without asking, which was really shocking.
Hearing what Moro said, Fusang was even more moved. It turned out that although Feng Teng ran away in anger just now, he went to get the celery root for himself. He must have expected that Luofu would not take it out so easily.
To steal it.
Since there were other people around, Fusang tried hard to restrain the urge to rush over and hug Feng Teng tightly. It was really touching. Feng Teng had always been silent towards him.
Feng Teng glanced sideways at Moro,
"Why are you such a decent person? Occasionally committing petty theft is a kind of fun, so it won't be so boring."
"Then you stopped being a god general and turned to the demon realm just to relieve your boring life?" Long Tianhao suddenly asked out of curiosity.
Feng Teng paused, then laughed twice,
"That makes sense. However, now I have thought of a better and more important reason."
Feng Teng's smiling eyes drifted to Fusang who was lowering his head to study the purple celery flowers. He wanted to meet this woman in the human world!
Long Tianhao and Moro looked at each other in tacit understanding, and finally their eyes fell on Fusang.
The wrinkles suddenly became quiet. Fusang raised his head and looked at the three of them in surprise.
"Why are you looking at me?"
"Look at you, you look like an idiot!" Moro thought Fusang was really earthy. What did the Dragon King see in her?
"Actually, it's not bad! You're not an idiot!" Long Tianhao added immediately.
"I have seen so many people in this palace, but I have never seen her like this."
"That may be because I haven't seen many girls before I feel this way."
Moro and Long Tianhao started chatting with each other. Fusang was a little embarrassed and continued to study the rare purple celestial flower.
Feng Teng smiled and said nothing. Yes, he had never regretted coming out of heaven, and now he was even more convinced of this important decision.
Even Feng Teng was somewhat grateful for the seal of Immortal Chongming, which gave Fusang the opportunity to bring him out, and then they had the chance to meet. Feng Teng now understands what Chongming said. Everyone has their own fate, and no one owes him anything.
, but the time has not come for you to get what you deserve.
But now, Feng Teng can be sure that the so-called hour is approaching.