Drugged? Huh?
With his mouth open, Mo Nanfeng couldn't utter a word for a long time.
"Fufu, I, I......
How could I drug you?" The more he talked, the more aggrieved Mo Nanfeng felt. Who would drug you?
Hearing Mo Nanfeng's aggrieved tone, Fu Nina panicked and said hurriedly: "No, no, I was joking, don't be angry."
Pouting, Mo Nanfeng still felt a little aggrieved. How could Fu Fu think of him like that?
Seeing that Mo Nanfeng was still unhappy, Fu Ningna felt a little tired, so she stood up and hugged him directly.
"Alright, alright, little guard, don't be angry, I was wrong! I shouldn't have done this~"
While hugging him, Finina's head was pressed against his chest, rubbing against it constantly.
At this time, the corner of Mo Nanfeng's mouth had changed from a pout to a hook, and his little heart was beating wildly.
Funina's behavior melted his heart.
It was also the first time that he discovered that Fu Fu could be like this.
Mo Nanfeng lowered his head and leaned it on Funina's neck, imitating the way he treated his master when he was a child.
"Hmm~ Fufu, how could you think of me like that~"
Hearing Mo Nanfeng's words and his pretentious tone, Funina couldn't help but giggled.
"Hahaha, Nanfeng, you're so cute! Hahaha!"
"Fufu~"
Unable to bear Mo Nanfeng's behavior, Fu Nina touched his head and said, "If you don't get up, the tea will get cold."
Blinking his eyes, Mo Nanfeng raised his head, reluctantly letting go of the hand that was holding Fu Nina, his face flushed.
Covering her mouth, Furninna smiled secretly. The little guard was really so cute.
Scratching his hair, Mo Nanfeng picked up his cup of tea and drank it slurply.
It tastes slightly bitter at first, then sweet, and then sweet again.
After swallowing it, it felt like a warm current was flowing through my body and I instantly felt less tired.
The tea is worthy of being planted by Emperor Yan under the Fulong tree, it’s so good!
My divine masters!
Sitting back in the chair, Funina saw the notes that Mo Nanfeng had placed aside. After thinking for a moment, she reached out and took it, and began to read it page by page.
Seeing that Fu Ningna was actually looking at his notes, Mo Nanfeng felt a little nervous, but more of it was anticipation.
He expected that after Fu Fu finished reading it, she would tell him something more or less.
Mo Nanfeng picked up another chair and sat next to Fu Ningna. Under the moonlight and the light, they looked at the information that he had memorized by heart.
From time to time, Mo Nanfeng picked up the teapot and refilled tea for Funina and himself, feeling so safe and peaceful.
Furninna flipped through the pages, reading every word carefully. She didn't want to miss anything.
That night three years ago, she knew that Mo Nanfeng had been investigating the prophecy and he wanted to help her.
I turned to the last page and read the last sentence, which was also written by Mo Nanfeng recently.
The Slate, the Truth of the Prophecy.......
Turning her head and meeting Mo Nanfeng's eyes, Funina supported her face with her hands, brewing the most emotional words.
"Nanfeng, thank you."
The words made Mo Nanfeng feel full of accomplishment.
After looking at each other for a while, Funina could no longer suppress the questions and emotions in her heart, and her mind was filled with the prophesied end.
"Have you found anything new?"
Hearing this question, Mo Nanfeng leaned back in his chair, thought for a moment and replied, "Not recently, because of the lack of the first stone tablet, the nature of the prophecy cannot be known for the time being.
but........"
"But what?" Hearing Mo Nanfeng suddenly stop, Fu Nina asked hurriedly.
Pursing his lips, Mo Nanfeng was struggling in his heart, not knowing whether to tell her about the Star-Eating Whale.
"Hurry up and say something!" Seeing that Mo Nanfeng still didn't speak, Fu Nina became anxious and grabbed his hand and shook it.
Picking up the teacup, Mo Nanfeng drank the tea in one gulp. He really couldn't bear to hide it from Fu Nina.
"This story begins with the primordial fetal sea riot beneath Melro Petersburg...
........In the evening in the office, the four of us held a meeting about the water of the primordial fetal sea. "
After listening to Mo Nanfeng's words, Funina felt a little suffocated and her brain stopped for a moment.
The Whale That Swallowed the Stars, the Whale That Swallowed the Stars, why? Why did such a monster suddenly appear again?
After five hundred years of trying, trying, trying to find a way to resist the prophecy, in the end, a monster appeared that not even Villette could do anything about.
After all, Leosli's shipbuilding plan can only save as many people as possible. As long as the water of the fetal sea erupts, the people of Fontaine will turn into water in an instant.
Why is this happening?
Thinking of this, Funina could no longer hold back her anger, and she threw herself into Mo Nanfeng's arms, crying loudly.
"Wuwuwu! Why? Why do monsters like this still exist?"
Hugging Fu Nina tightly, Mo Nanfeng felt distressed. He gently supported her back and comforted her, "There will be a way, there will be a way."
"Wuwuwu! Why?"
Funina just kept crying, venting her grievances, dissatisfaction and pain.
Seeing this, Mo Nanfeng raised his hand and lifted Fu Ningna from the chair, holding her tightly in his arms.
After doing all this, he continued to comfort Fu Fu patiently, allowing her to rely on him all the time.
After a long while, the sound gradually subsided. Perhaps Funina was tired of crying, or she had vented the grievances and confusion in her heart. Only a slight gasp was left.
But Mo Nanfeng still patted Funina's back, stroking it gently, just like when Wendy coaxed him to sleep when he was feeling wronged as a child.
"Don't be afraid Fufu, I'm always here.
Go to sleep, go to sleep! Take a nap, I will accompany you. "
After saying that, Mo Nanfeng began to hum a lively lullaby, which slowly floated in the room.
The melody of freedom came from outside the window, and the wind set off Mo Nanfeng's music.
The breeze blew on Funina's hair, which swayed slightly in the wind.
Soon, Finina's breathing in his arms gradually became steady, and the faint snoring sound indicated that she had fallen asleep.
But the pair of hands that were tightly holding Mo Nanfeng never loosened, as if they were afraid that if they let go, the last bit of support would disappear.
Standing up slowly, Mo Nanfeng held Fu Ningna and walked carefully to the bed, slowly put her on the bed, took off her slippers, and covered her with a quilt.
Looking at Fu Nina with red eyes, Mo Nanfeng sat on the bedside table and stayed by her side quietly.
Raising his hand to turn off the light, Mo Nanfeng sat in the dark, listening to the tune that had not yet ended, thinking about the prophecy of being trapped in a dead end.
prophecy.......
After a while, after making sure that Fu Fu was fine, Mo Nanfeng breathed a sigh of relief.
Slowly walking to the window, Mo Nanfeng lay on the windowsill, listening to the music in the wind, feeling very uneasy.
Turning my head, I saw my master sitting outside the window, playing the organ in the wind.
"Oops, I've been discovered."
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