hold my uncle

Feng Xi tied up her hair today, changed into a moon white tunic robe with a plain color, and restrained her breath. Unlike usual, Feng Xi looked like a handsome young man today.

So when one black and one white went down the mountain, Suyu watched for a long time.

No need to guess, Master must have taken Zhou Baobao to relax, so he went to ask Qiao Yini.

It’s still Zhou Wuluo’s sword, Feng Xi didn’t sit cross-legged in the back and eat peanuts today, but stood behind Zhou Wuluo, with one hand supporting Zhou Wuluo’s shoulder, and the other holding a piece of sugarcane, gnawing on it. His face was deformed.

The place they often go to is Chang'an City in the lower realm, Feng Xi took Zhou Wuluo to listen to the opera, ate candied haws, drank a bowl of sweet-scented osmanthus brew, and bought him some clothes by the way.

Feng Xi became more and more like an old father, and after Zhou Wuluo experienced these things, he became more and more calm. In comparison, this god is a little nervous!

Zhou Wuluo followed Feng Xi, looking thoughtfully at the hair crown he tied up today, so the two of them played until nightfall, when they passed the jade shop, Zhou Wuluo picked out a Hetian jade hairpin, and looked back at Feng. Xi was haggling with the owner of the food stall outside, and couldn't help laughing.

Then he put the hairpin into his pocket.

Feng Xi brushed her hair while pointing at the boss who was out of breath and haggling the price.

Zhou Wuluo stepped forward, stretched out his hand to help him fix those disobedient hairs, and hurriedly pulled him away: "Uncle Shi, you still have to bargain for a hair cake!"

"Bargaining is about the atmosphere. Look, the boss gave me a penny cheaper in the end." Feng breathed a sigh of relief, but still gave the boss the exact money.

While talking, fireworks exploded in the sky, reflecting colorful colors on the water.

"Master, do you want to row a boat?" Zhou Wuluo suggested.

"Okay!" Feng Xi raised his head and looked at the sky. He really hadn't done this posture for a long time. All the time, others looked up to him.

The two rented a boat, sat on the bow and drank sake, the phoenix's breath was greedy, his face was flushed, and the breeze blew by, he squinted comfortably, lying on the bow of the boat, his hair tied up during the day was blown by the wind some messy...

In Zhou Wuluo's eyes, this appearance is very... charming and charming!

Sitting opposite him, Zhou Wuluo peeled some lychees for him, suddenly remembered the hairpin he bought just now, and handed it to Feng Xi.

"Uncle Master, I..." Zhou Wuluo was a little embarrassed, and twitched for a long time: "I just bought you a hairpin, I don't know if you like it or not."

Feng Xi got up, put down the wine glass in his hand, took it, and put it on his head.

Somehow, tonight Zhou Wuluo is also very cute to him, Zhou Wuluo raised his eyes, his eyes met each other, the air suddenly became thinner, Zhou Wuluo has always been thinking about Fengxi , but last night when writing the fine print, Feng Xi obviously treated him as a child.

Thinking of this, he was as angry... Maybe it was the alcohol, or maybe it was the quiet environment that made people easily impulsive. He knew it was against the rules, but his uncle was his obsession, and he was also the person he relied on the most in his heart!

Feng Xi froze on the spot, his mouth was tightly blocked, Zhou Wuluo carefully probed on his lips, slowly, delicately pecked lightly on his lips, touching them once and for all.

Rao Feng Xi no matter how late he is, he also knows at this moment that this is not the kind of kiss he thought...

This guy actually has such nasty thoughts about him, and even took action?

Looking back on the past, Feng Xi suddenly became sober, raised his hand and knocked Zhou Wuluo into the water.

"Master uncle?" Zhou Wuluo also came to his senses, he...just underestimated his master uncle.

"Shut up." Feng Xi's face was calm, he couldn't see whether it was anger or what, just listened to him: "When did it start?"

When did it start?Zhou Wuluo looked at Fengxi, not knowing how to answer, did he want to say, from the beginning?

"I thought Uncle Shi knew it, but you just want to say that the son follows the father's surname. I'm not your child, so..."

"So you dare to do this to the deity?"

Zhou Wuluo turned cold when he heard the words, Master Uncle, he had never called himself so in front of him, he was really angry!

Hastily explained: "But I also kissed the uncle last night. The uncle was not angry at that time. I always thought that the uncle knew."

Feng Xi was completely shocked!He knows what a ghost, he knows, he always thought that Zhou Wuluo took him as his father, even last night, he still had the mentality of hugging his son.

If your son kisses you, will you be angry?

The child raised by her own hands actually wants to fall in love with him. Feng Xi's heart is colorful and wonderful. After all, his brain was smashed by Tianlei. After realizing it, he only discovered it now, even if there were times before. I feel that the atmosphere is not right, but I have never thought about it!

Zhou Wuluo panicked, climbed onto the boat, knelt down at Feng Xi's feet in panic, kowtowed for forgiveness.

Feng Xi is not a person who is easy to soften his heart, but after all he brought up the child, seeing Zhou Wuluo like this, he turned his head to one side and did not look at him.

He should have guessed it a long time ago, he should have known it from the square veil.

He was still thinking that he was a kind father and a filial son!

But he didn't mean that to Zhou Wuluo, he was a good god, he just hooked his fingers, most of them were women throwing themselves into his arms, need sex?

Since there is no such meaning, then there should be no procrastination.

Feng Xi told Zhou Wuluo to stop, and he said these words almost word for word: "Leaving Wuwang Mountain, I don't want to see you again."

Looking back later, most of these words were really out of embarrassment and anger, and it was pitifully low that I really wanted him to go.

But it also completely defeated Zhou Wuluo, and as Fengxi's voice entered the eardrum word by word, Zhou Wuluo's eyes slowly began to loosen...

"You said that you wouldn't want me...you said..." He firmly grasped Feng Xi's clothes and refused to let go, still chanting what Feng Xi said to him last night.

Feng Xi looked at Zhou Wuluo, he was ashamed now, his old face was flushed, seeing Zhou Wuluo felt like he was about to ascend again, how could he think of what he said?

Now he just wants to find a crack to sneak in quietly, and think about the baby he raised with his own hands, how could it be so crooked?Feng Xi was heartbroken for a while!

Later, when Feng Xi carefully recalled the tone of Zhou Wuluo's words, he also regretted it, regretting that he shouldn't be driven away at that time!

"You have such nasty thoughts about this deity, how dare you mention last night?" Feng Xi didn't want to say a word at this moment, and regardless of whether he was in the lower realm, his whole body exploded and flew away against the wind!

Zhou Wuluo was still kneeling on the ground, his eyes were red from crying, as if he was about to bleed, his back was straight, and he turned his head to look at the direction Fengxi left.

After a long time, he took out the Shalian, um, it was agreed to make up for the uncle.

Since I forgot to give it, it is okay to send it back, right?

It rained heavily tonight in Wuwang, every time Zhou Wuluo did this, God gave him a special face.

He knelt in front of Fengxi's room, and the deer he usually kept was lying at Zhou Wuluo's feet, as if he knew something.

"Uncle Master, you said it!" Zhou Wuluo cried out feebly, but couldn't get a single response. Every time he finished speaking, his heart became colder and he became more afraid!

If he had known earlier, he would not have touched that bottom line. Zhou Wuluo hated himself to death, knocking his head on the marble non-stop, as if repenting and punishing himself!

Demonic blood dripped down his forehead, and the two scales protruding from his forehead looked particularly frightening at the moment.

Uncle, he doesn't want him anymore...

"Uncle, what do you want to calm down?" Zhou Wuluo murmured softly, imagining that Feng Xi would come out of the house like before, and then drag him into the house, but, Uncle, can you speak? ?

"Uncle, you can beat me, scold me, just don't want me, Erhuang has nowhere to go, I only have uncle!"

Zhou Wuluo kept admitting his mistakes, kept kowtow, one after another, the scales growing out of his head were smashed to the ground by him, and at this moment, the coquettish blood nourished the Shalian brought back by him.

He knew that it was the power of the Demon Emperor who had occupied his immortal consciousness again. Zhou Wuluo was worried that he would lose control and didn't want to leave, but he was also afraid that if he lost control, he would hurt Feng Xi, or other people in Wuwang Mountain, so he took a last look at Feng Xi After kowtowing three times, he quickly got up and ran out of Wuwang Mountain regardless of the pain.

This night was simply Lu Ye's nightmare. He didn't wait for Shalian to save his body, but he waited for Feng Xi, a lunatic. He was like crazy, and he smoked all the people in the dome, regardless of gender, Qiao Yi Ni escaped unharmed because he brought Suyu to the lower realm.

Fuck your status, thinking that these people are the culprits who bullied Zhou Wuluo, Feng Xi increased his strength. If it weren't for them, Zhou Wuluo wouldn't have suffered so much, and he wouldn't have been crooked. It's the bend.

At this age, like Suyu, he could have been with someone he likes, and a serious woman, just because of these people.

Hitting, smashing, Feng Xi was extremely irritable, his mind kept echoing Zhou Wuluo's powerless voice begging him, and that face...

He also thought about giving Zhou Wuluo a child in the future, just like in the lower world, where three generations go to eat Chang'an's wide noodles together, and go to the opera...

But the more I think about it, the more irritable I get!

Tired from playing, he sat on the stone bench and poured himself a glass of water. Suddenly, the hairpin on his head fell off, and a few wisps of black hair hung down in front of his eyes in embarrassment.

The Hetian jade hairpin fell to the ground and broke into two halves. Feng Xi was stunned, and reached out to pick it up. It was cold to the touch, and his heart also twitched.

What is he bothered about? !He himself doesn't know, maybe his son who is so good is actually bent?

After fighting enough, he came back against the wind.

But as soon as he got up Wuwang Mountain, he couldn't hold it anymore. After the rain, there was still a strong smell of blood in the air. The red light attracted Feng Xi's attention, it was Sha Lian.

At this moment, the coquettishness of the sha lotus bloomed recklessly in a pool of blood.

Feng Xi panicked, Zhou Wuluo came back...

However, he went to beat up those turtles...

Wherever it can be seen, the blood flowed down along the lines of the marble, like fiery snakes, and the broken scales were clearly broken.

He remembered the last words Zhou Wuluo said!Feng Xi froze on the spot, looking at the Shalian, that scaled horn, his heart throbbed with pain, and his eyes were sore from being involved.

After ascension, he no longer had tears. What's the matter with this cold thing on his face?