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 sure 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.
He 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..."
