092 I Have Never Seen a Dragon Going Up to the World and Escaping from the Underworld
Fusang was carried by Feng Teng for a while, and the jagged and solemn palaces suddenly appeared in front of her eyes. The most conspicuous one was the majestic palace in the middle with carvings of dragons and phoenixes. The closer you got, the more you could see that these palaces seemed to be surrounded by dragons and phoenixes.
Surrounded by a layer of lingering white mist, the dragon and phoenix seemed to be flying back on the wind.
Looking from the outside, every palace is magnificent and brightly lit. The golden glazed tiles shine dazzlingly under the candlelight. The breeze blows, and I don’t know whether it blows the flowing bamboos in the mountains or the green bamboos inside the palace.
The crystal bead curtain, the graceful impact sound flows like the sound of a piano. If you listen carefully, you will really hear the tinkling, tinkling and gurgling of the deep stream.
"Little Yang, is this your home?" As he got closer, Fusang's mouth never closed, forming an O-shaped mouth, enough to fit an egg in it.
When she first arrived at Dragon Palace, Xueshen was very calm and ran around.
"This will be your home from now on." Feng Teng put down Fusang and watched her jumping up and down curiously. She kept pointing at her palace and exclaiming in exclamation. She finally looked more like a shrew than a shrew.
Cute little girl.
"I have a family." Fusang muttered, and finally stood in front of Feng Teng, twisting the corner of his clothes and humming:
"That~me~that~"
"Woman, what do you want to say?" Feng Teng frowned and looked at Fusang's blood-stained clothes. He had long wanted to throw her into the bathtub and wash her.
"Um, are you really a dragon?" Fusang winced as he looked at Shang Fengteng's angry eyes.
"You still doubt that I am a sheep? Have you ever seen a sheep that can go to heaven and sea to escape to the underworld?" Feng Teng really wanted to strangle this woman to death and drag her back from the underworld, but he still doubted it.
he!
"Then I haven't seen a dragon that goes up to heaven and escapes into the underworld!" Fusang retorted without thinking. In fact, she has indeed never seen it~
Feng Teng was fed up and rolled his eyes and roared angrily,
"Huo Kui~"
"Ah, here it comes, here I come." A fiery red figure rolled in and stumbled to stand in front of Feng Teng, bowing slightly.
"Dragon King, the subordinates are here!" He glanced at Fusang secretly at the same time. The hair on the Dragon King's mouth dared to capture a woman. It was really not easy.
Feng Teng rolled his eyes again,
"It's been a thousand years, but your irritable temper has not improved at all!"
Huo Kui sniffed his nose, his face full of depression,
"Dragon King, you have been away quietly for a thousand years. I am responsible for the entire Dragon Palace by myself. I am so busy that I have no time to change my behavior! Besides, I should not be irritable. Those people
The bastards have rebelled long ago!"
As he said that, Huo Kui wiped his tears. It was really a bitter tear!
"Rebellion?" Feng Teng's voice rose, Long Yan was displeased.
"Ah, isn't it the rules you set before, Dragon King, that don't allow little monsters to wander around the human world at will, but I don't know what's going on recently, the monsters seem to be unable to hold themselves back and are running around everywhere!"
Huo Kui is even more sad about this,
"You don't even know, I..."
"That's enough!" Feng Teng said solemnly.
Huo Kui shrank his neck. Although he was vomiting bitterness, these were all facts, facts!
"Woman, I've said enough!" Feng Teng patiently repeated it again.
Huo Kui understood that it turned out that the Dragon King was not talking about him, but when he turned around, he saw Fusang jumping on the ceramic horse, and his heart immediately hung in his throat.
"Ah, this is a cultural relic, a cultural relic, girl, you can't touch it, you can't touch it!"
This ceramic horse is the Dragon King's favorite. He specially placed it in the main hall for the Dragon King to admire.
"Cultural relics, how can this be a cultural relic? Isn't it just ceramics? There are many of them in the town!" Fusang snorted twice with his nostrils disdainfully, and then arrogantly circled the ceramic horse several times.
"Little sheep, the biggest feature of this horse is that its skin is really slippery!" After saying that, Fuso grabbed the horse's tail. He originally thought that the horse was made of ceramics and had some weight, but he didn't expect that it was as light as feathers.
, and with just a gentle tug, the whole horse tilted up.
"Be careful~" Huo Kui watched in fear as the horse's front hoofs lifted up. It's over, it's over, now his cultural relics will definitely be destroyed!
"Help!" Seeing that the whole horse was about to fall on him, Fusang shouted at the top of his lungs.
"Woman!" Feng Teng felt that ever since he met Fusang, his dragon nerve had been twitching a little every hour, a big twitch every hour, and it kept twitching all day long.
The voice was still floating in the hall, and Feng Teng's figure had already arrived in front of Fusang, picked her up, and locked her in his arms.
"When will you calm down!"
Fuso stuck out her tongue and retorted without shame:
"Actually, I am a very quiet girl."
"Bang~" There was a crisp bang, followed by a tragic cry,
"Mom~"
Fusang poked his head out of Feng Teng's arms, his big eyes rolled around a few times, then he retracted and said softly:
"Hey, I'm hungry, let's eat!"
Feng Teng glanced at Huo Kui, who was kneeling on the ground and crying bitterly. The guilty-minded woman in his arms was about to find an excuse to run away.
"Huo Kui, clean up."
Huo Kui hugged the pile of fragments, with a lot of snot and tears, watching the perpetrators swaggering away from the scene, and cried out in a low voice:
"Pony, oh little pony, I am the only one who loves you the most in this world ~ Poor pony~"
"Is he okay?" Fusang heard the low sobs coming from behind him and couldn't help but turn his head several times.
"That horse is just like his son. If you smash that horse now, do you think anything is wrong?" Feng Teng snorted.
Fuso's eyes widened, what? Son? How could a dragon regard a horse, and a porcelain horse, as his son?
Feng Teng lowered his head and glanced at Fusang, who was frowning and bitter. He raised the corner of his mouth slightly and led her into a room. The room was full of misty atmosphere, and there was a faint scent of roses in the air.
"What are you doing?" Fusang really liked the smell, no doubt! But Feng Teng carried her to the pool.
"Throw you in to take a bath!" Feng Teng just finished speaking, and his hand loosened. Fusang didn't even have a chance to resist, and fell into the pool, soaking wet all over, like a drowned rat.
"Poof~" Fusang fell to the bottom of the pool, jumped up and sprayed the water wildly. Feng Teng just squatted down to take off Fusang's clothes, but was sprayed with saliva all over his face.
"Hahaha, hahaha~ I deserve it. I asked you to throw me into the water, so you should come down too!" As he spoke, Fusang had already stretched out his hand to grab Feng Teng's sleeve, and easily pulled him in while he wasn't paying attention.
In the pool.
"Huhu~ You deserve it!" Fusang kept splashing water on Fengteng, but this damn little lamb actually threw her down without saying a word. Fortunately, she knew the nature of water, otherwise she would have died again.
Feng Teng, who was dragged into the water, was not angry, but became interested. With a casual grab, he pulled Fusang in front of him, eye to eye, nose to nose, close contact.
"Woman, are you planning to bathe for me?"
Looking at Fusang's graceful figure under the wet clothes, a small flame flashed through Feng Teng's eyes, playing with fire~
Suddenly he was so close, and the breath of talking sprayed on his face, tickling his face. Fusang's breathing was sluggish for several seconds. With his hands on Feng Teng's chest, he could almost feel his burning temperature.
"You, you, let go!" After that, he even stuttered when speaking. After the sheep was upgraded to a dragon, its lethality suddenly increased.
"Didn't you take the initiative to pull me down? Now I will be more generous and give you this opportunity." Feng Teng's mouth curved up, with an evil smile that was so enchanting that it didn't pay for his life. Fusang was immediately dazzled, with so much pink.