The happy coffin is opened, all ghosts disperse, the princess comes from hell

The little girl woke up, she sat up on the bed and lay motionless, her lovely face was dazed, it was obvious that she was in a deep sleep.

He opened his little mouth and let out a loud yawn, and a strange sound came from his throat.

She subconsciously touched her head and felt a mess of hair.

The little girl stopped yawning halfway, jumped up from the bed, and ran out with her little nose twitching. She soon followed the smell and found her target.

In the Netherworld Platform, Fanyou sat cross-legged.

He had taken off his crown and changed into a simple black robe. He turned his back to the little girl, raised his drooping eyes slightly, and a helpless smile flashed across his eyes.

But in the blink of an eye, that helplessness was disguised as indifference.

"Where's my pigtail?"

Without looking back, Fan You could imagine his daughter like a little teapot, angrily questioning him with her hands on her hips.

"What pigtails?"

The little girl walked around to him and pointed at her messy hair: "You clearly braided my hair when I was sleeping! I felt it, how come it turned into..."

The little girl paused in her soft questioning voice and suddenly pounced on him.

Fan You instinctively wanted to catch her, and the next moment his ghost power wrapped around his body, forming an invisible membrane to prevent her from getting hurt by contact with him.

In just a moment, his daughter fell into his arms.

The chubby little girl hugged him tightly, and Fan You finally realized that something was wrong.

He didn't care about anything else and looked down at the sweet girl in his arms.

That cute, innocent and outspoken little face was full of fear and terror, her eyes were filled with tears, her little mouth was drooping, and her hands were tightly grasping his collar.

"What's wrong?" Fan You felt panic and uncontrollable anger in his heart.

Who bullied his Shasha?

"Wow... old... wow, why are you getting old?"

Fan You was stunned.

The little girl burst into tears and grabbed a strand of his hair that was scattered on the side and was mixed with silver and white.

Fan You had a complicated expression. He had been born with his current appearance, which had never changed.

But he didn't know whether it was because of her birth or Wu Zhen's curse, but every time he carefully came into contact with her, he had to be careful to restrain himself so as not to hurt this little girl. Every time he used the power of the origin to suppress himself and the curse, he was accelerating his aging.

Yes, he is aging.

But in his opinion it was just a small matter and not to be taken seriously.

But now he just had a few more strands of white hair, and it made her so scared.

The entire underworld began to tremble because of her sadness and fear.

Fan You sighed, hugged his daughter tightly, patted her back gently, and comforted her: "Don't be afraid."

"Father, woo woo woo, father..."

He listened to her calling "Father" again and again, feeling helpless and doting.

"Be good, Father is always here."

It seemed that his comfort took effect, and the little girl finally stopped sobbing.

She snuggled in his arms like a spoiled child and refused to leave, full of love and dependence on him, and her snot and tears were wiped all over his chest.

Fan You let her do whatever she wanted and just kept comforting her: "Shasha, don't be afraid."

The little girl groaned in frustration, but still held on to him tightly: "No, I don't want you to grow old, Father. You are not allowed to leave me."

Fan You's eyes dimmed: "Don't call me father..."

The little girl looked up angrily and glared at him aggrievedly.

"If you don't want to scream, then don't scream!"

She seemed to be angry again, but the next moment, the little girl's eyes rolled.

"You won't let me call you father!"

"Then I will be called Arakshasas from now on!"

She jumped out of his arms and made a face at him: "You are A Luo Fan You, and I am A Luo Sha Tian. Even if I don't call you father, the whole world will know that you are my father!"

"I want to take your last name!"