Hearing Fusang's shout, Youran looked away from the distance, but still looked at Fusang blankly.
Fusang was startled for a moment,
"What's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?" He said and stepped forward to hold Youran's hand.
Most of the credit for her narrow escape should go to Youran.
"No, I'm fine!" Youran shook her head silently.
He is really not the same person anymore. He doesn't have himself in his eyes at all. Even if he stands in front of him, he is just like a stranger. At most, he just laughs it off.
"Fairy Epiphyllum, why are you so persistent!" Feng Teng rarely took the initiative to speak.
Youran suddenly raised his head and looked at Fengteng,
"Dragon King, can you even see it?" Youran looked a little painful.
"I don't know anything. I just want to warn you out of good intentions. It's not that you can't force it. It's yours. As long as you are patient enough, it will be yours sooner or later. It's just that the time has not come yet." Speaking of this, Feng Teng
The feeling is the deepest.
He had waited for tens of thousands of years before Fusang came. This was fate. He, the Dragon King, had always disdained anyone and anything. It turned out that was not the case, but that it was not time yet. Only after waiting for this person did he deeply understand
Experience what it means to be worth it.
"Am I just going to have to keep waiting?" Youran is even more confused. Some people tell her to give up, others tell her to keep waiting, but why no one tells her to muster up the courage to actively pursue happiness?
"What, what are you talking about?" Fuso interjected curiously.
Listening to these words, it seems that there is some meaning. Suddenly, Fusang realized,
"Did you meet the man for whom you broke the law?"
Youran said nothing. Seeing Youran's silent look, Fusang understood even more.
"Youran, can you tell me who it is?"
"Woman, stop meddling in other people's affairs!" Feng Teng snorted lightly.
Fusang wished she could make faces at Fengteng,
"Youran's affairs are my business, of course I have to take care of them!"
"Woman, you don't even know what I am doing or who I am, why are you just joining in the fun!" Feng Teng continued to drink Fusang.
Although Feng Teng knows Fusang's temper, she will definitely take care of this matter to the end. What's more, Youran can be regarded as Fusang's friend. Fusang will definitely have a hand in his friend's emotional suffering.
"I'm not as powerful as you, and I know five thousand years of history, but if you tell me leisurely, I'll know! This isn't some hidden secret. If you tell me, maybe I can help!" Fusang
I have always been full of confidence in myself.
Although there is no guarantee that she can help Fusang, at least she can give some advice.
"You don't understand, you won't understand!" The pained look on Youran's face became more and more intense, and even her voice had a hint of crying.
"Okay, okay, I won't ask anymore. Don't get too excited and go and rest first, okay?" Fusang saw that Youran was a little excited and hurriedly comforted her.
"I'm fine, I'm leaving first!" Youran nodded and left.
After Fusang watched Youran leave, he sighed heavily,
"Hey~ If you ask what love is in the world, it will tell you whether life or death is the same. Ordinary people are like this, and it turns out that immortals are like this too. Once they fall in love, they are no different from ordinary people! Even more pitiful than ordinary people, with no freedom, and
You must be bound by those so-called heavenly rules and regulations.”
"So you should be glad that you met me and not some other bullshit god." Feng Teng felt a little proud.
The gods in the heaven are not good people, that's why he left the heaven so resolutely, but he was glad that he left the heaven and met Fusang. This was fate.
The old Taoist scholar Chong Ming is right when he says that what belongs to him will eventually come back to him.
"Hey, Xiaoyang, you've become like this, can't you be a little more humble! Who can stand you with such a stinky character? I think most of the gods in heaven can't stand it, so they ignore it.
You, let you leave!" Fusang returned to the glass coffin, lay down, leaning on his chin and looking at Feng Teng.
"Whatever you want to think, it's all purely your own personal conjecture, it's harmless, hum!" Feng Teng snorted coldly, stretched out his hand, but found that he couldn't even touch Fusang. This feeling was a bit bad.
But what Chongming said would take ninety-nine and eighty-one days, which would be really torturous.
"Hey, when did you become so smart and know not to refute me? I'm so happy!" As he said that, Fusang raised his hand and gestured in the air, imagining Feng Teng's handsome face, imagining
At this moment, it was already caressing Feng Teng's cheek.
"Woman, did you ever think about me when you were taken away by Lu Xiao?" Feng Teng looked at Fusang intently and asked in a low voice.
The corners of Fusang's mouth were slightly raised, revealing a nice arc,
"I'm busy trying to curry favor with Brother Xiao every day and find out the whereabouts of my father from Brother Xiao. How can I have time to think about you? Not at all!" Fusang tilted his head slightly and smiled secretly.
"What did you say? Flattery to Lu Xiao?" Feng Teng said every word through gritted teeth.
He would not tell Fusang that Lu Xiao was in his hands now. He would definitely cut Lu Xiao's man into pieces when Fusang wasn't paying attention, and then throw him into the sea to feed the fish, killing him completely.
"Little Yang, can I ask you something?" Fusang's tone suddenly softened.
"I won't agree!" Feng Teng refused without thinking.
Feng Teng knew Fusang's temper all too well. He was rarely so groveling, but he had seen Fusang like this. There were only two situations, one was for her family, and the other was for Lu Xiao.
Now that Haitian is alive and well in Dragon Palace, the only possibility is Lu Xiao. He had let Lu Xiao go before, but this time, he would not forgive the harm Lu Xiao caused to Fusang.
"Why don't you agree!" Fusang asked Fengteng, but he seemed a little unsure, but Fusang knew very well that perhaps the only person in this world who could help Lu Xiao was Fengteng.
"Why should I agree? Do you think I can continue to tolerate Lu Xiao doing such a thing, continue to ignore it, continue to allow him to continue to cause harm to you?" Feng Teng's tone suddenly became a little cold.
These are simply intolerable to him.
"Actually, it's my fault that Lu Xiao became like this! I was the one who always insisted that you save brother Xiao!" Fusang said in frustration,
"At that time, if you had rejected me, maybe there would be no Lu Xiao for a few days, but there would certainly not be the Fusang of today! I want to help brother Xiao, I want to help him go back to the past. In fact, he is a good person, but he just can't help himself!
"During these days, Fusang also thought a lot, and even wanted to understand a lot.
The cycle of cause and effect has actually been planned for a long time. Today's Fusang also has half of Lu Xiao's contribution.