Inner demons, inner demons, actually put the desires in your heart in front of you, making you unable to extricate yourself. When Murong Feixue overcame the environment caused by these inner demons, the whole person grew up. This is why, the peak of Xuanjing and the building of
The initial stage of the dragon stage sounds like it is only one level away, but the strength and overall temperament of people in the initial stage of the dragon stage are far higher than those at the peak of the mysterious realm. Birth, old age, illness, death, resentment, hate, love and separation
, if you can't ask for it, the seven sufferings in the world are all calamities.
The last inner demon that Murong Feixue faced was everyone's indifference. When Murong Feixue faced Huahua, who was coldly facing him, Murong Tietong, Jinshi, Panniang, Xinyue, Mo Zishang,
Fuxi and Murong Feixue were filled with panic and helplessness.
"Huahua..." Murong Feixue wanted to step forward and hold Huahua's hand, but Huahua hugged her sleeves and ignored her. She even took out the strange-shaped jade horse that Murong Feixue got when she ranked first in the three categories and threw it away.
In front of Murong Feixue:
"Take back your things!" With this sound, Huahua's voice disappeared into the mist.
Murong Feixue held the strange-shaped jade horse and stood there blankly, not knowing what to do. She looked at Mo Zishang: "Senior brother, I..."
"What are you?" Mo Zishang glanced at her coldly, as if looking at something disgusting: "How dare you call me senior brother? You knocked me out and then appeared in front of me, how shameless.
"
Murong Feixue explained anxiously: "I'm not..."
"Shut up!" Mo Zishang scolded: "I don't want to hear you talk anymore, get out!" Mo Zishang also disappeared like Huahua.
After Murong Tietong, Jinshi, Panniang and Xinyue disappeared one by one, Murong Feixue looked helplessly at Fuxi.
Fuxi stood there and looked at Murong Feixue condescendingly: "What? Do you have anything to say to me?"
Murong Feixue looked at Fuxi: "Fuxi, can you leave?"
Fuxi sneered: "Who am I, Emperor Fuxi! I've had enough fun, of course I have to leave."
After these words, Murong Feixue seemed to have remembered something and screamed: "You are not Fuxi! Fuxi can't leave me!"
"Oh? Then why do you think it is?" Fuxi looked at Murong Feixue coldly, the pity in his eyes was like looking at an ant, the world was unkind and regarded all things as stupid dogs.
Murong Feixue shook his head: "I don't know why."
"I don't have time to talk nonsense to you anymore." After saying that, Fuxi turned around and seemed to be leaving.
Murong Feixue looked at Fuxi's back firmly: "You're good to go, Fuxi will never leave me."
This sentence seemed to turn on some switch. Murong Feixue noticed that everything behind him was rapidly retreating and dissipating. Soon, Murong Feixue opened his eyes and found that he was still meditating in the room, with cold sweat streaming down his body.
Murong Feixue thought of the scene in the inner demon, and while she was glad that she had overcome the inner demon, Murong Feixue had a deep doubt: Why was she so confident that even if everyone left her, Fuxi would still be there?
At this moment, the door opened with a "snap", and Huahua ran in with two panda-like dark circles under her eyes and a haggard face. Seeing Murong Feixue sitting on the bed, Huahua plunged into Murong Feixue's arms.
She said excitedly: "Miss, you made it through!"
Murong Feixue patted Huahua on the shoulder: "Huahua, stop crying, what are you looking like? Get me something to eat, I'm exhausted."
Huahua wiped her tears with her sleeve: "Okay, miss, just wait, I'll bring the food over right away."
Shen Nong stretched himself beside Murong Feixue's bed: "Fuxi, I see you are nervous. I told you to go back and get some sleep but you didn't listen. Look, Murong Feixue is intact."
Fuxi patted Shennong and felt relieved: "Thank you."
Shennong trembled: "It's not for you again!" After saying that, Shennong walked towards the door: "I'll go out and take a look first. Maybe someone from the Murong family will come today."
Fuxi walked forward and looked at Murong Feixue's pale but energetic face: "Feixue, I'm glad you're okay."
Murong Feixue was still struggling with her own performance in the inner demons. Fuxi's unusual gentleness made Murong Feixue's face quickly fly with two clouds: "No, it's just the inner demons! What a simple thing! I'm nine
Tail meow..."
Murong Feixue didn't say anything anymore, because Fuxi rushed forward as if he had lost control, and hugged Murong Feixue tightly in his arms: "You're okay, it's good that you're okay, it's good that you're okay..."
Fuxi kept mumbling to himself. Murong Feixue didn't know what to do at first, but later she could only hug Fuxi, patted Fuxi's back and said: "I'm fine, I'm fine, don't worry..."
In the atmosphere full of warmth between the two, even Huahua, who was held tightly by Shen Nong outside the door, gave up struggling for fear of making any noise to disturb them. Of course, even if Huahua struggled, Shen Nong would knock her down directly.
"Fuxi, you've held me for long enough!" Two quarters of an hour later, Shennong released the flowers lightly and teased the two of them: "Don't stay too far away at this time when you are making firewood."
Murong Feixue's face turned red when Shennong said that, and she pushed Fuxi gently with both hands, hoping that Fuxi would let go of her first.
Fuxi glanced at the provocative eyes of the farmer lightly, and patted Murong Feixue gently: "Feixue, the time and place are not right today, but I still want to ask you, are you willing to be with me?"
Murong Feixue was shocked by Fuxi's magical strokes, and she leaned on Fuxi's shoulder blankly without saying a word.
Fuxi continued: "Originally, I didn't know what kind of feelings I had for you, appreciating, valuing, sharing happiness and sadness together, even more than a close friend, but today I watched you outside the door for twelve hours, and listened to what was going on in the room.
Every movement of yours, listening to you bite your lip in pain but still let out the sound, my heart hurts more than a knife, and I want to rush into the house to bear all this for you. Only then do I realize that I don’t know how to deal with it.
I can't live without you. Feixue, I like you, are you willing to be with me?"
I like you, are you willing to be with me? Murong Feixue's mind was looped by these words. Fuxi's confession came too suddenly, and the emotion in his tone was too deep. Murong Feixue was a little at a loss.
Fuxi originally thought that his confession would be successful, but Murong Feixue's silence made Fuxi feel uneasy. Since the two were still hugging each other, Fuxi couldn't see Murong Feixue's expression, so he subconsciously hugged Murong Feixue harder.
Murong Feixue felt Fu Xi's uneasiness and thought with laughter, what was she thinking? Wasn't the last layer of inner demons already obvious? She was convinced in her heart that even the whole world would leave her.
, and Fuxi is also around. Isn’t there already a deep love for each other? Is there any other explanation?
Thinking of this, Murong Feixue didn't hesitate and hugged Fuxi generously: "I do, Fuxi, I also like you."
These words made Fuxi, who had already felt hopeless, feel in his heart. The silly smile on his face made Shennong and Huahua, who had been watching for a long time, unable to help but get goosebumps all over their bodies.
"Okay, okay, you will have plenty of time to show off your emotions in the future." Shennong, a professional at destroying the atmosphere, once again used his power.
Huahua glared at Shennong. Her young lady had been having a hard time. She finally had such a happy moment, but she was ruined by this person! Shennong touched his nose, innocently thinking that Huahua couldn't stand it either...
Shennong's words made Fu Xi gently let go of Murong Feixue, but the silly smile on Fu Xi's face might not stop for a while. Murong Feixue looked at the silly Fu Xi and burst out laughing. I'm afraid no one would believe Fu Xi if he told her.
Doesn't the Great Emperor also have such a childish side?
Looking at Murong Feixue's flushed face, Huahua was sincerely happy for her young lady: "Miss, you have a bowl of porridge first. You haven't eaten anything all day and night. There will be a table of good food later. You have to
eat more."
Shennong asked in confusion: "When did you have a table of good food?"
Huahua glanced at Fuxi who disappeared at the door: "Isn't someone already doing this?"
Shennong was thoughtful and muttered: "I never thought that Fuxi would eventually embark on the path of destiny."
Huahua and Murong Feixue were feeding porridge at the side and did not pay attention to Shennong's words. Huahua asked curiously: "Shennong, what did you just say?"
Shennong sat upright and said with a serious face: "Fuxi, don't cook noodles. I hate eating noodles."
"Hahahahahaha..." Murong Feixue and Huahua were amused by this contrast.
After eating and drinking, Murong Feixue stretched out: "This is life!"
Huahua opened her mouth and answered: "Eating, drinking, whoring, gambling, everything is fun!"
Shennong's Black Line: "Forget it about eating, drinking and gambling, what are you doing for whoring?"
Murong Feixue smiled mysteriously and said: "I remember when I was intimidating everyone, many people gave me beautiful boys."
Fuxi's face darkened, and Shennong continued to ask: "What then?"
Murong Feixue raised her eyebrows: "Guess what?" Her face was full of grace and suaveness.
Shennong shook his head and shook his head: "I don't guess."
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, where did you think about it?" Huahua looked at Shennong's expression and said with disgust, "Miss was frightened by those people, and she closed the door to thank guests for a long time."
"Hahaha Huahua, don't say it so quickly, let Shen Nong guess!" Murong Feixue watched Shen Nong's face-changing show happily.
Huahua looked at Fuxi's face that was about to turn into an iron pot, and secretly pulled Murong Feixue's sleeve.
Only then did Murong Feixue realize that she was now Fuxi's girlfriend. Alas, she had never been in love and had no experience.
The four of them made jokes, laughed and cursed, and laughed wildly at every laugh, just because they had a vague feeling in their hearts that after tonight, they might not be so relaxed for a long time.
Early the next morning, Murong Xiangxiang came to the door with someone: "Murong Feixue! Come out!"
Murong Feixue looked at the people Murong Xiangxiang had brought, almost all of them were willing, and sneered in her heart. There may not be strength in numbers: "Murong Xiangxiang, you came just in time, I am worried that I have nowhere to go!"
With that said, Murong Feixue pulled out the long sword from her tail with lightning speed. Although Murong Feixue had inherited the demonic power of the nine-tailed cat, she still continued the habit of using the long sword like a female demon cat.
This action gave Murong Xiangxiang a wrong signal: Murong Feixue's strength was still as strong as when she was fighting in the silver mine.
Without even thinking about it, Murong Xiangxiang kicked her feet on the ground and rushed forward to fight. Murong Fei looked at Murong Xiangxiang coldly on his snowy face and uttered four words: "You don't overestimate your capabilities."
Their swords only met once in the air, and Murong Feixue's ordinary long sword broke Murong Xiangxiang's sword! Murong Xiangxiang was shocked, but Murong Feixue didn't give her that chance, and took advantage of the situation.
The sword was thrust into Murong Xiangxiang's right arm. Murong Xiangxiang didn't even have time to react before she found that the tendon of her right arm was broken by Murong Feixue!
"Murong Feixue!" When Murong Xiangxiang realized that she could no longer lift the sword, her eyes spurted out Shenren's hatred!
The masters brought by Murong Xiangxiang were just waking up from a dream, and they surrounded Murong Feixue and wanted to besiege her alone!
Murong Feixue felt the auras of the people around her. These people might have emptied the Murong family's fortune. There were dozens of them, all masters above the Xuan Realm! One of them was even at the pinnacle of the Xuan Realm!
Normally, even if one or two of these people come out, Murong Feixue is no match for them.
It's a pity... A bloodthirsty smile appeared on the corner of Murong Feixue's mouth. He suddenly rose to the peak of the earth level, and was only one step away from ascending. Let the blood of these people tell Murong Xiangxiang.
Murong Feixue released the pressure of a peak earth-level master who had been deliberately restrained, and everyone around Murong Feixue felt an involuntary desire to surrender! Even the legs of the people closest to Murong Feixue were so weak that they felt weak.
I just want to kneel down!
Murong Feixue took out a bronze sword that was all green and glowing from its tail. At this moment, Murong Feixue was as breathtakingly beautiful as a mandrel of sand and flowers, a flower from the other shore, which captivated the soul.
Murong Xiangxiang saw that the people present were so shocked by Murong Feixue that they couldn't even move, and shouted angrily: "What are you doing! I, the Murong family, did not raise you for you to watch!"
As soon as he finished speaking, there was movement in the hall! It was not the masters who moved, but Murong Feixue! Murong Feixue was holding a bronze sword, but he did not use the bronze sword to kill. This was just following the habit of the female demon cat. Really
When playing against the masters...
I saw Murong Feixue's left hand flipping quickly, and green vines leaped out from Murong Feixue's fingertips one after another. The vines happily wrapped around everyone they met in the hall.
"Green back to the earth!" A master who recognized Murong Feixue's moves screamed, but soon he could no longer make a sound. A vine was wrapped around his mouth and he could no longer make a sound.
"Metallicity! Metallicity, push it up!" The masters present were constantly looking for metallicity that could overcome the wood attribute.
Murong Feixue also heard this voice, the corners of her mouth raised, and her left hand quickly changed its gestures. The rattan that had just leaped was still flying in the air, and sparks came out of Murong Feixue's fingertips again!
"Samadhi is really hot!"
The metal people just wanted to go up and restrain Murong Feixue's cane, but the Samadhi True Fire can melt all the metals in the world! They hesitated and just stood there against the remaining cane.
As Murong Feixue kept moving her hands, turning her fingers, the Ganges River water with water properties and flying sand and rocks with earth properties also appeared on Murong Feixue's fingertips.
"She, she is a person with all attributes!" A master shouted desperately.
Another, slightly calmer, said: "She's not metallic yet."
"Metallicity?" Murong Feixue looked at the master who spoke: "Do you know what kind of sword I am holding?"
This sentence focused everyone's attention on the sword in Murong Feixue's hand. Murong Feixue was seen gently waving the sword, and sword flowers burst out from the sword body, heading straight towards the nearest person.
And go.
The master built a wall of earth in front of him, but it couldn't withstand the sword flower's blow! The master didn't understand until his death why the earth wall, which was made of gold, couldn't stop the sword flower!
Some people were horrified to think of a legendary sword: "This, this is the Xuanyuan Sword!"
It turned out to be the Xuanyuan Sword! A divine sword that can only be used by those at the peak of the metal earth level!
Murong Feixue originally wanted to suppress everyone in the audience, but not long after, she felt something strange in her tail!
"What's going on!" Huahua covered her mouth and screamed, watching helplessly as Murong Feixue stopped the moves in her hand.
Fuxi stared at Murong Feixue cautiously. He had just felt a chaotic spiritual power, but he didn't know where it came from. Judging from Murong Feixue's reaction, I'm afraid it had something to do with her.
Murong Feixue released from the tail the little pink cat, the little pork pig and the blue-eyed mouse that had not come out for a long time. The three of them had been training in the tail since the battle with Yan Sanniang. Murong Feixue never knew whether they could come out.
Now that she felt that they were excited to come out, Murong Feixue couldn't help but be happy.
"Little pink cats! Have you advanced?!" After detecting the three little ones, Murong Feixue was delighted to feel that all three of them had advanced!
"Master, Master~" Little Pig excitedly communicated with Murong Feixue in his soul voice: "It's because you advanced that we followed suit."
Murong Fei
Tangle with Murong Feixue.
This move reminded Murong Feixue of the time when Yan Sanniang and her group used the same move. Murong Feixue snorted coldly, and just as he was about to make a move, the green-eyed rat came forward and got into the master's head, biting it with its sharp teeth.
The master's scalp shook and he fell straight down.
When this episode happened, Murong Feixue's mood dimmed a bit when she saw the three little ones advanced. She saw Murong Feixue passing through a row of masters and going straight to Murong Xiangxiang!
Murong Xiangxiang raised his left hand in vain to resist. Murong Feixue directly used internal force to break Murong Xiangxiang's left hand. The tendons of his right hand were picked up and his left hand was broken directly. Murong Xiangxiang is now a disabled person. This pair has always used
How can you accept Murong Xiangxiang, who claims to be a genius of the Murong family?!
Murong Feixue pointed the sword at Murong Xiangxiang's neck and said to the rest of the people present: "Get out of here!"
The masters hesitated for a moment and rolled away.
"Huahua." Murong Feixue mentioned Murong Xiangxiang and threw it to Huahua: "This ugly monster will take revenge on you."
Huahua geared up, mentioned Murong Xiangxiang, and walked to the backyard. As for the torture Murong Xiangxiang experienced... Buddha said, it can't be said.
The next day, Murong Feixue tied up Murong Xiangxiang, took the bodies of Murong Tietong and Jin and knocked on the door of Murong's house.
When Murong Shentong heard that Murong Feixue had tied up Murong Xiangxiang and brought her to his door, he raised his hand and smashed the teacup in his hand onto the head of the boy who came to report: "Get out! Let Murong Feixue get out with you!"
Murong Zhongtong said anxiously: "Second brother! Xiangxiang is still outside!"
"Xiangxiang?" Murong Shentong said disdainfully: "Are you talking about that loser with his broken tendon?"
"What!" Ms. Wang exclaimed: "What happened to Xiangxiang's hand?!"
Murong Shentong glanced at Mrs. Wang impatiently. The waiter on the side, frightened by Mrs. Wang's usual power, explained: "The tendon of the third miss's right hand was injured by the fourth miss..."
"Whose fourth lady is she?" Murong Shentong didn't even give the boy a chance to finish his sentence, and slapped him on the face.
The boy was slapped, and without covering his face, he knelt down and begged for mercy: "Second Master, please spare my life!"
"Stop arguing!" Murong Postal snorted coldly from the main seat. Looking at the two noisy sons in front of him, Murong Postal Department disappointedly ordered the boy kneeling on the ground: "Go outside and welcome Murong Feixue in."
"Yes." After hearing this, the boy seemed to fly away.
Murong Shentong looked at Murong Postal anxiously: "Dad!"
Murong Postal looked at Murong Shentong, slowly stood up from his seat, walked to Murong Shentong, raised his hand and slapped Murong Shentong on the ear: "Trash."
Murong Feixue walked to the hall and saw Murong Zhiwei. She didn't even show respect to a common granddaughter. She had the bodies of Murong Tietong and Jin family placed in the hall. She said to Murong Zhishou: "My father is from the Murong family.
I want him to enter the Murong family's ancestral grave."
Murong Postal looked at Murong Feixue with a complicated expression: "Do you think I will agree if you tie up Xiangxiang and come to the door?"
Murong Feixue sneered: "Murong Xiangxiang is my enemy who killed her father and mother. I can't let her go."
"Then why did you come here with Xiangxiang tied up?"
Murong Feixue looked at Murong Xiangxiang, her eyes seemed to be looking at a dead person: "I will take Murong Xiangxiang's life in front of my parents on the day they enter their ancestral graves."
"Murong Feixue, you bitch!" When Mrs. Wang heard that Murong Feixue was going to use Murong Xiangxiang's blood to sacrifice Murong Shentong and the Jin family, she took a knife from an unknown source and rushed towards Murong Feixue with all her teeth and claws.
nice!
When Murong Feixue was just a slap away from her, she condensed a ghost fire from her fingertips and threw it at Wang. The fire that Murong Feixue condensed was not red but pure white! That was thousands of
Degrees of heat!
Mrs. Wang watched helplessly as that inconspicuous spark touched her body and burned her to the point of leaving no trace of her body!
"Mother!" "Madam!" The weak Murong Xiangxiang and Murong Zhong, who had been watching from the side, shouted to Wang madly with their eyes cracked, venting the fear in their hearts.
Murong Feixue clapped her hands and wiped the Wang family's ashes clean, and said coldly to Murong Zhizi: "Dad has always wanted to do something to help the Murong family, but he can only watch the Murong family decline. Now I will help you continue the Murong family."
, you pass on the position of head of the family to me."
These words touched the pain points of everyone present. Murong Xiangxiang, Murong Zhongtong and the deceased Wang all regarded Murong Xiangxiang, the little genius of the Murong family, as the hope of glorifying the Murong family in the future. Murong Feixue can say this
He directly rejected Murong Xiangxiang’s past.
Murong Shentong has always regarded the position of the head of the family as his own. If Murong Post agrees, where will Murong Shentong be?
Except for Murong Feixue who didn't care, the others all looked at Murong Postal, hoping that he would say a word to deny this!
Murong Zhibo looked deeply at Murong Feixue, the emotions in his eyes were very complicated. In the end, Murong Zhibo shook his head: "Irrespective of whether you are a woman, the only thing is that you are the daughter of the fourth family, so there is no way I can treat the head of the family
pass it to you."
Murong Feixue was very curious about this sentence. She had been thinking that even if Murong Tietong was incompetent, he was still the son of Murong Zhi Tong. There were many aristocratic families whose sons and daughters all became great, and they still had no worries about food and clothing.
Enjoying the glory and wealth and being a dandy? Why did Murong Tietong end up in this miserable state?
The other members of the Murong family were idiots. Murong Feixue looked straight at Murong Postal: "I want to know the reason." Murong Tietong must also want to know why the Murong family, for which he fought and devoted himself, could never accept him.
?
Murong Postal sighed, waved his hand to Murong Shentong and Murong Zhongtong and said: "You two, second and third, please go down first."
"Dad!" The two of them shouted in unison, but they all knew Murong Postal's temper, so they looked at each other and left unwillingly.
Seeing that everyone was gone, Murong Zhibo picked up the tea cup in his hand and knocked the tea cup repeatedly. Without looking at Murong Feixue, he looked at the two tea leaves floating in the cup seriously and said: "What do you want to ask?
Yes, just ask."
Murong Feixue and Fu Xi looked at each other. Fu Xi quietly shook Murong Feixue's hand and whispered in her ear: "Feixue, I'll wait for you outside."
This move was not to prevent Fuxi from hearing the conversation inside. With Fuxi's skill, he could clearly hear the sound of ants burrowing from a hundred miles away. Fuxi walked out, allowing Murong Postal Service to speak with confidence.
Murong Feixue put away the long sword in her hand, moved a stool and sat across from Murong Zhizi: "I want to know why my father was so guarded against you and was taught to be a useless person.
He was thrown far away to Banyue City and suffered so much."
"How do you know it was me who ordered these things? These things were all done by the second and third sons." Murong Zhibo's expression did not change at all, but the hand holding the tea cup was trembling slightly.
Murong Feixue sneered: "In the eyes of outsiders, Murong's family has Murong Yuantong, who is at the peak of the Xuan Realm, Murong Zhongtong, a martial arts champion, and Murong Shentong, who does not practice martial arts, but is in charge of the Murong family's economy. It is true that
My father is actually the most useless.
And you, the old head of the Murong family, seem to have never done anything in your life. Who could have guessed that Murong Yuantong is just a reckless martial artist, and Murong Zhongtong and Murong Shentong are just fake.
You idiot, the one who is really in charge is you.
As long as you say a word, my father will be useless, how can the Murong family not be able to support a dandy?"
"Hahaha..." Murong Postal laughed, and put the cup in his hand on the table, covering his stomach with both hands as if he had heard a very funny joke.
Murong Feixue was made very uncomfortable by Murong Postal's smile: "Why are you laughing!"
Hearing this question, Murong Zhibo straightened up slightly and pointed at Murong Feixue with his finger: "Why am I laughing? I'm laughing at Murong Zhibo who has worked hard all his life to continue the glory of the Murong family, and in the end I was killed by you who never kept Murong.
People of this family's bloodline have turned the Murong family upside down!"
"No Murong family bloodline?" Murong Feixue frowned and came up with a guess: "You mean my father...?"
Murong Zhishou threw the tea cup on the table to the ground with a flick of his hand! He pointed at Murong Feixue and said: "Your father? Your father's surname is not Murong! Do you want to know why I raised your father to be like that? Your father is so talented.
Gao, even using the lowest cultivation book, he can cultivate to the profound realm. If he were my child, what would my Murong family have to fear now?"
Many thoughts flashed through Murong Feixue's mind, but the first thing she said was: "The old Madam Murong in my impression is not..."
Murong Postal glanced at Murong Feixue: "What kind of person do you think she is?"
Murong Fei
Maybe I will carry you out..."
"The one you are talking about is not my first wife." Murong Postal seemed to express great joy at the fact that Murong Feixue was taken to the ditch by him.
Murong Feixue was confused when she heard this. She almost felt that she was facing an Alzheimer's patient. Her logic was unclear and her language was unclear. Fortunately, Murong Postal continued: "No one can explain what happened back then."
What happened is that a person who claimed to be a saint from the Holy Land gave a child with the blood of a descendant of Nuwa to my wife."
"That's my father?" Murong Feixue interrupted, she really couldn't imagine that she actually had the blood of a descendant of Nuwa on her body?
Murong Postal nodded: "Yes, otherwise do you think that based on our Murong family, why did Emperor Fuxi marry us?"
"What!" Murong Feixue exclaimed: "You said Fuxi and I had made a marriage agreement?"
Fuxi, who was guarding outside the door, had already raised his forehead when he heard the last sentence. Now... wish yourself well, Fuxi!
Murong Post heard Murong Feixue's words and asked with interest: "You don't know?"
Murong Feixue gritted her teeth and said, "Of course I don't know!"
"Hahaha..." Murong Postal was stunned and laughed loudly: "I didn't expect the fourth child to hide this from you! It seems that the rumors that Emperor Fuxi wanted to break off the engagement were not true! Hahaha..."
When Fuxi heard this, he shot an arrow straight into his knee and thought to himself: It's over!
This is because Murong Post misunderstood Murong Tietong. Once upon a time, Murong Tietong and the Jin family never worried that Murong Feixue, who was as tough as a female devil, would not be able to marry. They were confident that they had a marriage contract. The few times they tried to speak out, Murong Fei was rejected.
The snow has just returned.
"Let's talk about what happened back then." Murong Feixue changed the subject in embarrassment.
Murong Zhihua did not expose her, and continued: "At that time, my wife seemed to be possessed by evil spirits. She ignored all her children and took care of your father day and night. Within half a year, my wife died due to overwork.
The root of the disease is sown.”
"What, what's going on?" Murong Feixue felt that she had been involved in a shocking conspiracy.
Murong Postal was immersed in what happened more than thirty years ago and murmured: "What's going on? The people in the sanctuary have bewitched my wife and won't let her take care of the child. My wife is seeking death and survival. The blood of Nuwa's descendants
, is one of the materials for the Loli Pillar, but your father is a boy, so they can only let people do everything they can to make your father grow up quickly. After giving birth to you, your father's use value is considered to be over."
