Feng Teng only knew that only by holding Fusang like this and smelling the familiar medicinal fragrance of Fusang, he felt that his heart felt solid and was really beating.
"Woman, wherever you go, I will go too, even if that place is the eighteenth level of hell!"
This was probably the most touching words Fusang had ever heard since she met Feng Teng, and her heart skipped several beats.
"If I die, you will die with me, but I don't want to see this. I want you to live well." Fusang suddenly felt so scared and sad. The joy just now was gone. He didn't like being in the underworld at all.
I saw the wind blowing inside.
"No, you can't even think of dying without my permission!" Feng Teng's eyes flashed with a trace of ferocity, he held Fusang in his arms and turned around, facing Moro,
"Boy~"
"Stop!" Moro showed a rare expression of childish boredom.
"Dragon King Feng Teng, you can take this noisy woman away. Although her life span has expired, her name is still in the book of life and death. This is very strange, but this palace does not accept living people in the book of life and death. Besides, she left
Being here will definitely cause trouble for this temple, and we will have to spend money and energy to raise one more, making it noisy!"
Fusang huddled in Feng Teng's arms and looked at the lovely His Highness Moro with only two eyes exposed. She was dissatisfied with his bad evaluation of herself and pouted her red lips.
"Hey, I just came here not long ago, why did I get you into trouble?"
Moro curled his lips in disgust and walked up to Feng Teng with his hands behind his back. He was small and had a cute baby face. His originally sullen face suddenly showed a bright smile, with two deep dimples that made others envious.
"Dragon King, this palace has heard about your deeds for a long time. It is not convenient to kill you recently. I will fight with you another day!"
Seeing Moro's completely different expression, Fusang's jaw almost dropped to the ground. What kind of different treatment is this? Can a handsome guy seduce a child like this~
Feng Teng raised his eyebrows, snorted coldly, hugged Fusang and walked out.
"Boy, let's wait until your hair grows back!"
"Dragon King, I'm already a thousand years old!" Moro frantically followed Feng Teng and grabbed him by the corner of his clothes. It was so different from the arrogant and domineering look he had just been fighting for his life. Now he just couldn't get enough sugar.
A child who acts like a spoiled brat.
Fusang lowered her head and glanced, "Oh my God, it's so cute that Moro blinked his big eyes and pretended to be pitiful. She wished she could give it a good squeeze. She looked at Feng Teng again, with a look of disdain on her face, and hummed:
"let go!"
"No, you promise me first!" Moro flattened his mouth, looking like he was about to cry, and his hands holding the corners of his clothes became tighter.
Fuso really feels dizzy, so cute~
"Let go," Feng Teng said word by word through gritted teeth. He was about to raise his hand to strike at the top of Moro's head, but Moro didn't move at all. He just stood there and refused to let go, which made Fusang anxious.
"Hey, be kind to children! Especially such cute children!" Fusang stopped Feng Teng, jumped out of his arms, hugged Moro and shouted angrily at Feng Teng.
Feng Teng's face darkened, but he unexpectedly withdrew his hand and turned around in a very depressed manner. He wanted to draw a circle and curse this damn boy for being so cute and messing around with others.
Moro observed what was happening, not to mention that the Dragon King came to make trouble in the underworld just to take away this woman, but the woman's roar just now was enough to make the Dragon King stop all his actions. This was not the legendary bloodthirsty Dragon King at all.
"Can you please stop touching me!" Moro's face was even darker than Feng Teng's. What kind of trouble was this woman going to make? She touched, rubbed and pinched him. Did she really think he was a child?
"Woman, let's go!" Seeing Fusang's embarrassed expression and Moro's frustration, Feng Teng was in a good mood. He picked up Fusang with one hand and wanted to escape from the underworld.
"No~" Fusang grabbed Feng Teng's hand and refused to leave!
"What?" Feng Teng looked at Fusang in confusion,
"Do you want to stay here?"
"I think, I want to see my dad!" Fusang's sad eyes looked at Feng Teng seriously, causing Feng Teng's heart to twitch irregularly again!
"Don't cry!" Feng Teng warned in frustration as Fusang's eyes turned red.
Forget it, saving one is a rescue, and saving two is a convenient rescue.
"Boy, hand over Haitian's soul to me too!" Feng Teng locked Fusang in his arms and still heard her sobbing.
"If you promise to fight with me, I will give it to you!" Moro counterattacked insidiously.
The judge standing aside had a black streak on his head. Can the soul of a dead person be traded in this way? If the King of Hell finds out, his black gauze hat will definitely be ruined!
"I will grant your wish now!" As long as there are conditions, it is easy to say, but I am afraid that this kid will refuse to do so.
"Okay!" Moro started his formation.
Seeing that the fight was about to begin, the judge hurried out and
"Dragon King, you have misunderstood. Haitian's life span is ninety, how can you come to our underworld to report now!"
I just hurriedly flipped through the book of life and death. Several members of the Hai family have accumulated merits and done a lot of good deeds in their previous lives. In this life, they are all happy and happy, except for the second young lady of the Hai family, Sea Primrose.
"Really? But my second sister said that my father is dead!" Fusang shouted in shock and rushed to the judge's side in disbelief, wanting to take the book of life and death and take a closer look!
"Girl, you can't do this!" The judge took a few steps back.
"The lifespan recorded in this book of life and death is the lifespan of everyone in the world, but it is the highest secret in the underworld and cannot be shown to outsiders! But I can swear in the name of His Highness Moro that your father is still alive in the world."
Fusang opened her mouth slightly and looked back at Feng Teng,
"You also heard that the second sister said that my father is dead!"
"Your second sister is lying!" Feng Teng grabbed Fusang and said,
"This is the underworld. Everyone's life and death are in his hands. He said your father is not dead. Do you still have doubts? Lu Xiao and your second sister just put on a good show for us!"
"But, how could the second sister make fun of my father's life and death?"
"There's nothing Lu Xiao can't do for you! Didn't your second sister also falsely accuse you of manipulating me and doing so many unscrupulous things? Didn't you see that later your second sister was responsible for your father's death? Don’t you care at all?”
Feng Teng's words awakened Fuso, and she recalled the scene where Umiura and Hanasaki surrounded her and testified that she was the murderer. Umiura not only didn't explain anything to her, but was even indifferent and didn't care about her later. Pass dad.
Fusang then looked at Feng Teng again, as if some of his clues were slowly starting to straighten out.
The second sister did this for Feng Teng, because she liked Feng Teng.
Fusang looked at Feng Teng with a more thoughtful expression. Did she also like him, that's why she cared so much about his life and death? That's why she was so scared when she saw Feng Teng appear here!