"I am the way of heaven."

For a long time, when the way of heaven was so long that he almost lost his patience, the little boy slowly returned a paired sentence: "...I am the emperor."

"..."

Fanxing listened to the voice claiming to be heavenly for a long time, and finally concluded the other party's purpose——

She said that Wei Xuan could be saved, but Little Xing Xing could not die.

She said, to stabilize the country of Da Chu.

she says……

Having said so much, it should be Xiaoxing's turn to say something.

Fanxing listened to it for a long time, and slowly said, "Then I think, in the next life, you can help me with a sweet relationship with my little Huahua?"

"Of course not. This life is debt, this life is over, I have helped you in this life, and there is no obligation to help you in the next life."

So, warn you little bastard, don't have unrealistic dreams.

Do you really think my old lady is easy to talk?

My mother is so ruthless!

"Oh, then I won't help you."

The witty little star discovered that this ‘person’ was actually very afraid that little star would not agree.

"Then you are committing evil!" The voice could be heard jumping a little.

Fanxing just replied softly, "You are angry, I am happy. I am angry with you, just slightly..."

"You..." Little bastard!

Don't be angry! Don't be angry!

She is a high heaven. No matter what happens, she must remain calm and not lose her demeanor to avoid being ridiculed.

This hated boy, his eyes are getting more and more evil.

I don't know what will happen in the future?

After weighing it over and over again, Heaven seems to have a compromise...

"According to your fate, you are not qualified to start and end well with others, and grow old together."

"However, if you are willing to use all the fortunes you had before meeting him in your next life. For the rest of your life with him, I can help you."

To put it simply, it is nothing more than exhausting all of your luck in your next life in exchange for the chance to die with a man.

Oh, how uneconomic this one can be imagined!

Smart people don’t make this choice. Putting it on her...

Oh, she wants to see how that man looks like before deciding.

There is no rule that God cannot be a dog.

"Don't rush to agree. Human luck is evenly distributed at every time. If you rush to extract all the luck, all the misery and desolation in the world, you are afraid that you will have to experience one by one..."

Without luck, everything goes wrong and everything goes unfavorable.

"I am willing," Fanxing said solemnly.

She wants to talk about sweet love with Xiao Huahua.

At least, there is a world that can always be together.

Before meeting him, no matter how difficult it is, it's okay.

No matter how bad it is, you can.

As long as you can feed the next little flower well, it will do.

She, Little Xingxing, can endure hardship!

She is okay, secretly endure hardships, not let Xiao Huahua know.

President Ba, don't let the people you like know that you are suffering and hurting.

Because there is no face.

She can't let Xiao Huahua know.

"You are willing to be a hammer!"

The old lady hasn't finished her words, so she is willing, and the little girl's family, won't she be more reserved?

I don’t learn well at a young age, and I don’t know that it’s harmful to mental development.

For a rough-skinned man, I would rather endure hardship by myself than I know how to cherish myself.

"...Huh?" Fanxing was puzzled.

Why are you irritable all of a sudden?

"Well, since you are willing, then I promise you."

The luck of the first half of his life is used in the second half of his life, not counting her opening the back door for this kid.

"Oh, then I promise you too." Fanxing said seriously.

When the ethereal voice dissipated, Xiao Zhenjun became too sleepy, and continued to fall asleep in his sleep.

When he woke up again, he sat on the bed and rubbed his eyes with a dazed expression.

She seemed to have a dream last night. Someone said that she can save her little Huahua...

Fanxing is a bit confused, whether it is a dream or reality.

So he could only turn his head to see Wei Xuan.

Wei Xuan's eyes were open. He would wake up for about half an hour every day, and it seemed to wake up very early today.

"Your Majesty... I may be back to the light." Wei Xuan gave a wry smile.

He might really have arrived, the time to admit his fate.

Everyone says that when a person is about to die, even if he is in a serious illness, he will suddenly get better. Named, Huiguangfanzhao.

He felt that he seemed to have a lot of sanity, and he didn't feel the groggy feeling of the past.

The pain of the internal organs seems to have subsided a little.

This should be the legendary Huiguangfanzhao.

After all, a mortal like him, unless there is a fairy to help, otherwise...

Where is the silver lining?

"No." Fanxing thought not.

It is the woman in the dream, and the agreement with the little star has come into effect!

"Your Majesty, Wei Xuan knows in his heart, yes..." Wei Xuan insisted on thinking that this was a return to light.

At the same time, he began to explain his last words.

"Fanxing, in fact, I have always wanted to call your Majesty Fanxing...Because no one in this world dares to call you like that except me... This name belongs to me alone."

"If Wei Xuan is dead, you must take care of the dragon body, don't be too sad, okay?"

Xiao Zhenjun: "...you believe me, you won't die."

Wei Xuan expressed his disbelief and continued to explain his last words...

In the future, the nine-thousand-year-old will regret not the first when he thinks of his last words today.

Probably that is, regretting it to the point of embarrassment and anger.

What... Wei Xuan only hates that he is not a woman in this life, and cannot succeed his majesty.

What... If your Majesty will accept your concubine immediately, don't have any pressure in your heart. Just leave a place for Wei Xuan.

What... Wei Xuan knew that he was filthy right now, but he still hoped that his Majesty could personally protect him before Wei Xuan died.

all in all……

Said a lot of unspeakable things!

After all, people are about to die, and all shame is left behind.

The problem is that he did not die afterwards.

It's embarrassing...

Xiao Zhenjun took him to the Taishan Ancestral Temple for a full month.

Wei Xuan thought that he was returning to the light, but after several days of returning to the light, he found that his bones seemed to be getting tougher...

Getting tougher!

Seeing that I can get out of bed and take two steps.

After a few days, he could even go around the top of Mount Taishan twice without blushing or breathing.

Wei Xuan: …this time, it seems that there is enough stamina to bring back his life.

Heyue looked at him like a god.

The look in his eyes revealed the worship derived from ignorance.

"You can survive a hundred days of crisp, nine-thousand-year-old son of heaven!" Fate was hard!

Wei Xuan: "...I'm overwhelmed."

One month later, Xiao Zhenjun took Wei Xuan back to the capital.

The Minister of Korea and China voluntarily stood outside the city gate to greet him.

To say something disrespectful, their welcome to the nine-thousand-year-old is even much higher than that of your majesty.