Chapter 73
"In ancient times, the mermaids and dragons were rivals. However, the dragons received offerings from the mortal world, which even the Heavenly Dao could not interfere with."
Deng Ru understood: "So, they took away many talents and formations of the mermaids, just to make way for the dragons, let them dominate the sea, and let them bully the mermaids?" His emotions fluctuated a little: "What did the mermaids do wrong?"
Han Fengci didn't think there was anything wrong with this. He said, "It is true that the dragon clan is biased, but it is also based on the offerings from the mortal world. However, the dragon clan bullies the mermaid clan because it follows the laws of nature. It happens naturally. It is a disaster for the mermaid clan and the dragon clan."
"Both the bully and the bullied are robbed?" It was the first time that Deng Ru heard such funny words. "Who wants to be the one being bullied?" He didn't want to bring out those memories that were deeply buried in his heart to see the light of day again.
"Of course. Those who are bullied are experiencing tribulation, and those who actively bully others are bearing the consequences. Tens of millions of years have passed, and do you think the dragon race still has luck? Aren't they facing tribulation? You have different perspectives and different tribulations, but there must be a reason for them to come together. Whether it is experiencing tribulation or facing tribulation, each has its own reason. When the time comes, even if it is not the dragon race, it will be another race."
Han Fengci rarely spoke so much. The two of them stared at each other. Well, why don't you send him off? Just for Feng Wuling, so when he raised his hand to give Deng Ru a ray of ancient chaos power, the beauty who had been lying quietly behind him opened her eyes amid a cough.
The light was dim and it took a long time to adjust to the two familiar faces. Feng Wuling wanted to stand up, but Han Fengci immediately stepped forward to hold her shoulders and lifted her up from the step. They hadn't been so intimate for a long time, which made Feng Wuling feel like she was dreaming.
"This is a wonderful dream." She murmured, then looked at Deng Ru who had been staring at her. She looked unhappy, "Why is he here? He's so conspicuous."
Deng Ru froze in place, then laughed dryly a few times: "Okay, okay, I think you are really good, okay, I'm leaving."
Feng Wuling smiled: "Then I won't send you off."
Now, it was just him and her. Feng Wuling raised her hand, hooked it around Han Fengci's neck, and said with a smile: "Ah Ci, I miss you so much." She added: "Only in my dreams can I hold you like this."
Han Fengci's eyes were gentle, and he looked at the person in front of him, who was alive and well, with a ruddy complexion and a smile that was still blooming like a double-petaled flower. He finally let go of his worries. It was just her immortal power... It didn't matter. With him around, he would never let her be bullied.
Feng Wuling hugged Han Fengci for a long time, and while he was in a daze, she suddenly pecked at his angular jawline.
This bite not only shocked Han Fengci, but also brought back all the scenes of how he had suppressed Feng Wuling under him that day.
The sky is falling.
He was totally unaware of what happened that day. Now, with each scene clearly playing before his eyes, how could he not feel guilty, how could he continue to pretend, how could he...how could he let her go?
Feng Wuling, this time, you took the initiative.
I—will never let go, are you ready?
The next day, when Feng Wuling opened her eyes, she felt like her whole body was falling apart. She half-opened her eyes, and froze, thinking back to the dream she had last night, and her face turned red with shame. She was really hopeless, and it was really embarrassing to have so many thoughts while pregnant with an immortal fetus. She bit her lower lip, bashfully, and clamped the quilt between her legs, and turned sideways. Everything in front of her made her feel like she had fallen into the North Sea Ice Cave at that moment.
He - he - why is he here!
No - not a dream
Who can tell her what is going on?
She didn't dare to breathe, didn't dare to move, her body was stiff, for fear of waking up the person next to her. She didn't even dare to blink, what if her eyelashes woke him up? So, she kept lying on her side, looking at Han Fengci's profile. It must be said that the sharp jawline was a perfect carving by a magic knife. She still loved to look at it.
"Have you seen enough?" The convex throat rolled slightly, emitting a deep and magnetic bass voice.
“I haven’t seen enough.”
Before he opened his eyes, the corners of his mouth raised slightly: "Look at it as you like."
"good."
Just as Feng Wuling was about to start, Han Fengci opened his eyes at the same time. The moment they looked at each other, he screamed, "Ah——" and Feng Wuling was completely awake. She sat up suddenly and raised her hands. What was she going to do? No, what was she doing!
Han Fengci was obviously displeased. He propped up his upper body and said, "You have lost your immortal power now and have no body to protect you. Don't get up so violently. It's not good for your body and your immortal fetus."
Oh my god, what is he talking about? Is this what he said? Feng Wuling has been looking at Han Fengci. Han Fengci's black pupils are so soft that they are about to drip with water. They are like two different people compared to the cold pupils that were like ice knives before. Is she dreaming again? So -
There was a crisp "pa" sound, and Han Fengci had no time to react. By the time he came to react, Feng Wuling had left a light pink handprint on his face.
Han Fengci pulled her hand away and said angrily: "Why are you hitting yourself?"
"Am I dreaming?" She opened her round eyes. "Am I dreaming?"
“This is not a dream.”
"This must be a dream." She chuckled, and lay back down again, covering herself with the quilt. "I woke up and nothing happened."
Who would have thought that Han Fengci would lie down beside her, naturally resting his elbows on the pillow and closing his eyes. From her perspective, it was a moon-shaped angle, with one corner of his mouth raised, saying, "Well, after waking up from a nap, I'm still here."
Feng Wuling, who was about to close her eyes, suddenly opened them: "What did you say?"
He also opened his eyes and said, "What? You don't want to be responsible for me?" He frowned, "Feng Wuling, you have changed. You were not like this before."
"How was I before?"
"You never said such things before. You are a responsible little phoenix." His tone was clearly resentful.
"What am I responsible for?" Feng Wuling raised her voice, cupped her hands in front of her chest, tightly grasped the corner of the quilt, and stammered, "I didn't do anything to you."
"You didn't do anything to me?" Han Fengci leaned down a little, his weak breath tickling her face. He said, "You didn't do anything to me, how did you get pregnant with my child?"
Then he said, "You didn't do anything to me, so why would I sleep next to you?" He raised his eyes, "This is your bedroom, not mine."
The distance was too close, so close that their breathing was intertwined. Her face suddenly felt hot. She tilted her head slightly, trying to look away, but Han Fengci refused. He gently hooked her chin with his fingers and straightened her face. This time, they looked at each other again, and he said, "Can I help you recall?"
The icy touch instantly caused Feng Wuling's brain to explode with ice flowers.
After a while of panting, Feng Wuling closed her eyes tightly, unwilling to open them. Her mind was in a fuzzy mess. What was going on? How could everything change after a good night's sleep?
At this moment, Han Fengci was feeding the little devil in her stomach. Now, he was openly absorbing the magic energy of his father, and he burped happily several times.
She was curious and didn't dare to ask, so she could only clutch the corner of the quilt in front of her chest and pretend to close her eyes.
But not long after, she was forcibly pulled up by Han Fengci and went to the restaurant to eat. This time, she sat in the main seat with Han Fengci, and she no longer stood at the back. For some reason, when she thought of that scene, her eyes were moist and red. Han Fengci panicked, he held her face, repeatedly confirmed, frowned: "What's wrong with you? Who bullied you?"
It would be better if I didn't ask. When I asked her, she cried, "What tricks are you going to play?" After thinking for a while, she said, "Will you chase me out when I want to eat? Or will that green peacock come and humiliate me in front of her?"
Yes, he must have made these plans. There must be something fishy behind all the unexpected events.
Han Fengci frowned and said, "No."
Her eyes were instantly filled with white rivers: "You can, you definitely will, I don't want to eat anymore."
Han Fengci took the angry Feng Wuling into his arms, held the back of her head with his palm, and coaxed her: "She won't appear again, never."
"You're lying."
"Except for the fact that I didn't love you, I never lied to you about anything else."
Feng Wuling was crying on Han Fengci's shoulder, and she kept thinking about what he just said. There were too many messages today, and she couldn't respond to any of them. She said, "Han Fengci, what's wrong with you? Why can't I understand what you are saying?"
"It doesn't matter if you don't understand. You will understand slowly in the future."
With Han Fengci's gentle coaxing, Feng Wuling finally stopped crying. He fed the little phoenix in front of him spoonful by spoonful. She ate a lot today, and he was very satisfied. However, the little phoenix seemed to have many questions to ask him. When he finished feeding the last bite of food, he spoke: "Ask whatever you want to ask."
Feng Wuling was hesitant, her eyes kept wandering away, as if she was looking for someone. He asked, "Who are you looking for?"
Who is she looking for here besides the two of them?
"I—" Although she didn't want to mention that name, she was very curious, "What about the peacock?"
"Dead."
"What?" Feng Wuling opened her eyes wide and her voice became louder. "How did he die?"
Han Fengci thought for a moment and said, "He was strangled to death."
"Who strangled him?"
"I."
"What?" Feng Wuling yelled, "Are you—are you telling the truth?"
Han Fengci frowned: "I just said, except for the fact that I didn't love you, I didn't lie to you."
Except for not loving you, I lied to you - he - loves me
He said he loved me.
The devil said he loves me?
Feng Wuling pondered over these words in her mind, why couldn't she connect them. In this confused state, Feng Wuling stayed in the Demon Palace for half a month. She was taken from the side hall to the main hall by Han Fengci, which was where he slept.
He said that she would sleep here from now on.
Every day in the Demon Palace, she was very happy. Han Fengci doted on her, cooked for her, and washed her hair. When she pouted, Han Fengci would get nervous and lose his mind. He was the Demon God. Sometimes, she felt that he was more like the North Sea God Han Fengci. She even had a bold idea, was it the North Sea God Han Fengci who came back? That's why he indulged her in every way, indulged her and treated her infinitely well. So, she began to worry, she was afraid that the Demon God would return, and the Demon God didn't love her. The one who loved him was the North Sea God Han Fengci.
So, when the two of them were together, Feng Wuling would often mention things from the past, as she was afraid that he would not remember.
Although Han Fengci would answer patiently every time, Feng Wuling felt less and less secure. She started to get angry, started to have wild thoughts, and even couldn't leave Han Fengci at all.
Feng Wuling's abnormal behavior made Han Fengci mistakenly believe that she was alone in the Demon Palace and had no one she knew. Although he was unwilling to admit it and didn't want her to have eyes for someone else, he still endured the pain and went to the Heavenly Palace to find the God of Fire Arnold.
When Han Fengci appeared, Arnold was teasing a bird. Seeing the bird on his fingertips flapping its wings, he became frightened and flew away. He was angry and turned around, startled, and hurried forward and said, "Demon God."
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