This Princess, Lu Ziye, Deserves To Be Favored!

Fuguang looked at his father for a while.

The little guy was silent for a while, Daddy Smelly was smiling, but his eyes seemed to be crying.

"Dad, are you afraid of pain?" Fuguang asked suddenly.

Xiao Jue was stunned, but no one had ever asked him this question.

"Not afraid."

"Although I'm not afraid, it still hurts, right?" Fuguang was held in his arms by him, and the little guy reached out and touched his heart, "I feel daddy you look so painful here."

After Fuguang finished speaking, he touched the corner of his eye with his little hand, and the skin over there was bloodshot.

The blood in Xiao Jue's eyes faded little by little, and the demonic energy disappeared and returned to his usual appearance.

"It must be painful for you to be like this."

Xiao Fuguang frowned and said, "I heard from my mother before that the pain of transforming a demon is extremely unbearable."

Fuguang couldn't tell, maybe it was because of the connection between father and son.

He felt that Xiao Jue's situation was not just as simple as transforming a demon. He didn't know what he went through in order to regain his strength.

Listening to Brother Yunchao, Daddy Smelly slept for two hundred years, what happened in those two hundred years?

Smelly Daddy not only lost his head.

Even become a little unrecognizable.

Fuguang felt a little uncomfortable, he pouted: "No wonder you dare not let your mother see you now." Mother must be distressed.

The little guy thought to himself, but he said:

"Stinky dad, your only advantage is that you look a little better than your godfather. If you become ugly again, your only advantage will be gone."

The complaints from my own son are so heart-wrenching.

Xiao Jue rubbed his little head, this little troublemaker really doesn't give him any face as a father.

"Hmph, since you are my father, I will show mercy to help you keep it a secret."

Fuguang stretched out his little finger, "Pull hook, whoever speaks out is a pig."

Xiao Jue laughed and stretched out his fingers to hook up with him.

"Pull the hook, hang it for 10,000 years and don't change it!"

Xiao Fuguang swayed his fingers and stamped with his thumb, showing a small glutinous tooth with a smile.

"Alright, this is a secret between our men!"

"Okay, a secret among men."

Xiao Jue was amused.

Suddenly, Fuguang hugged his neck and whispered: "Actually, no matter what father becomes, mother will not dislike him."

Xiao Jue was stunned, looking at those **** eyes that were exactly the same as Tsing Yi.

"Fuguang won't either."

The little guy murmured in a low voice, as if he was a little embarrassed, "Daddy is super handsome in fighting bad guys today!"

It's daddy, not stinky daddy!

It's no longer for the sake of asking for those two elbows, the father who is unwilling and unwilling to call.

The father is the hero in the heart of the child.

Xiao Jue became a hero a little late, but fortunately, at this moment, in Fuguang's mind, he finally became a father...

Xiao Jue hugged the light tightly.

The light of Fusang, this little guy, is really a small sun.

Fortunately, during those five hundred years, he was by Tsing Yi's side.

Some things, Xiao Jue regretted that he understood too late and let go too late.

He turned into a demon and was completely in the dark, but so what.

As long as he can protect what he loves, even if he is corrupt, it doesn't matter.

Those despicable things are done by him, hatred is by him, and in the future, he just wants Tsing Yi and the children to live without worries.

The damage He Shu Qiongyu inflicted on her, the conspiracy and tricks she played with.

He will completely overturn it!

Dignity, face, pride... He has nothing to let go!

...

Under the control of Yinchi, Yinsi has changed his appearance greatly over the years, and Yan Jun of the Ten Halls has all changed blood.

The rest of the original were also put into some idle jobs that didn't work, fringe ghosts.

On the edge of Huangquan Road, two figures in green robes squatted with pointed hats on their heads, resembling the eunuchs in the palace.

The two of them bowed their heads and did not know what to salvage in the yellow spring.

"Hurry up! Meng Po soup is almost in short supply! Two wastes, why is it so troublesome for you to make some ghost tears!"

A red-haired Rakshasa with a long tongue and white face stood behind the two of them, dancing a whip full of spikes and lashing them against them.

In an instant, the skin opened and the flesh ripped apart, a hideous bloodstain.

The two of them trembled together and almost fell into the yellow spring.

The younger man on the left stood up abruptly, "If you have the ability, you can fish it! You can fish the tears in the yellow spring, and you can try to fish them out for me!"

The red-haired Rakshasa grinned, "How dare you talk back, I can't beat you to death!"

Another whip was drawn, and the man had another bloodstain on his body. He clenched his fists, and his eyes were full of resentment.

"Old fifth, it's alright, it's alright." The man who looked like a peasant on the side quickly grabbed the young man and smiled at the Rakshasa.

"You also know the old fifth's temper. Forgive the fourth master, don't know him in the same way. Come on, hit me, I'm rough-skinned and thick-skinned."

Rakshasa Asi looked at him with a wicked smile, "Hit you? As expected of the former King of Chu Jiang, he is rough-skinned and thick-skinned."

King Chu Jiang smiled.

"What the fourth master said is."

"Chu Jiang, why are you talking nonsense with him, this brat..."

This angry young male ghost is naturally stupid and the king of five senses.

It's just that before he finished speaking, he was pulled by King Chu Jiang.

"After being Yan Jun for so many years, you still don't know the truth that little devils are hard to deal with. We are both in desperation, what are you doing with them head-on..."

King Chu Jiang whispered.

The stupid old five looked unwilling.

The whispers of the two were all heard by the fourth Rakshasa.

"Oh, it's still Chu Jiang, you old ghost. Do some ghosts still think they are the fifth palace Yan Jun?"

The fourth Rakshasa grinned and said: "It seems that the whip of the Lord is not ruthless, and you are still dreaming. Today I will beat you well! Let you recognize what reality is!!"

King Chu Jiang was so frightened that his face changed, and he quickly protected the king of five senses.

The expected pain did not come.

The whip of the fourth Rakshasa was raised high, but it did not fall, but was frozen in mid-air.

Huangquan side.

Suddenly there was the sound of ghosts crying and wolf howling, the ghosts trembled, and the ghosts whined.

Fear from the spirit of the soul.

Two figures came from the darkness.

A man and a woman.

Men's Xuanrong is a crown dress, and it is ruthless.

The woman is red, and the black is proud.

The two lives are very similar, like a twin flower, one yin and one yang.

Coming together, the endless ghosts crawl under his feet.

The Five Senses King and the Chu Jiang King suddenly felt a strange throbbing in their hearts.

"Your Majesty Yeyan, Your Majesty Tsing Yi, how did you two come back together?"

The fourth Rakshasa knelt on the ground flatteringly.

Tsing Yi suddenly sneered, "The red-haired kid who was scooping tears by the Yellow Springs was promoted to a Rakshasa ghost by exception?"

The fourth Rakshasa raised his head with a look of joy: "Thanks to His Majesty Tsing Yi's appreciation, the little devil has such good fortune, Your Majesty is very kind."

"Yeah, thunder and rain are all graces."

Tsing Yi raised her lips, her eyes were extremely indifferent.

"Then this seat will give you another great favor today."

The fourth Rakshasa looked at her with excitement, and the next moment, the smile froze on his face.

"I'll give you a sip of the oil pan, both sides are golden."

Tsing Yi smiled and showed his white teeth, "The taste of fried brats has been missed by me for a long time. Today, I will fry you first!"