"My king, you should go and take a rest. After standing here for more than forty days, your body will be overwhelmed." Jones lowered his head respectfully. Even though the Water Continent was already a long time ago, the Witch Clan was still guarding it.
The initial belief was to regard him as king.
"Please don't call me that, I'm just an ordinary man anymore." After removing the heavy shackles of the throne, he will only live for love and live for his heart. He can do what he wants to do freely, and he doesn't want to change.
"You should call me Wuji. I like the name Yuna gave me."
Jones noticed that even when he was talking to her, his eyes never left the astrologer's platform, the flame hanging high in the air. Knowing that whatever he said at this time was in vain, he shook his head and retreated.
He stretched out his hand, knowing that he couldn't touch her. His body was soaked with Yuna's blood, and the phoenix fire recognized its taste, so it didn't attack him. It just pushed him away as softly as water, not allowing him to
Contact the person at the center of the flame.
"Your Highness." Belmassu saluted. After Yuna brought the little vampire boy in the crystal coffin back to Witch Island, Grandma Jones urgently summoned the nearby big and small witches. She felt like she was facing a formidable enemy.
He was suffocated. She explained the cause and effect of the matter to the people on Wu Island, and ordered everyone to be respectful and polite when meeting him, because he is the king of my Wu clan.[
"Belmasu? Is something wrong?" Wuji sighed for the thousand and first time. Since he returned to his previous appearance, everyone on Wu Island looked extremely cautious when they saw him, and still respected him as if he was the Pluto in his previous life.
."You are Yuna's good friend, so you don't need to be bound by the past etiquette."
"Unless you give me permission to speak to you in the tone of a normal friend, I won't dare." Grandma Jones's magic stick still hurts a lot when she spanks someone's butt.