"It has done something wrong and has been punished, so let's do it."

The monk was startled, knowing that the Buddha Lord was compassionate and hurriedly backed away. It was just a little strange, flying compassionate, but never liked people approaching.

The little fox was lying on Feitian’s lap and refused to walk. He adjusted a comfortable posture and curled into a ball. He stared at Feitian, "If you don’t change me back to my original form, I will always rely on you. You will follow you in everything you do. The latrine followed."

Feitian didn't drive it away, put the scattered chess pieces back to their original positions, and said indifferently: "Well, my coldness has not disappeared. Someone loves to be cold to keep me warm. It's best to dare.

As he said, he stretched out his hand and slightly pressed the little fox's head. The little fox wanted to slip when he heard the words, but couldn't move, so he had to look at Xiaoqi Tianhou for help.

The truth is out.

The monks had just understood why Feitian was willing to let the little fox be cheated. Although the Lord Buddha was merciful, he absolutely rewarded and punished him. If there was a mistake, the punishment would be extremely severe.

Watching the chess pieces quickly return to their place, Xiao Qi was marveling at Feitian’s sturdy memory. Seeing that the little fox looked pitiful and said, “Buddha, you made Ruolan like this? Your old man is tortured. Small animals."

If Lan received support, she nodded immediately, "Niang Niang is right, Feitian, you are torturing."

Feitian ignored her and only said something to Xiao Qi, Tianhou Niang, it committed a crime and should be punished.

Xiao Qi Zhao Ruolan winked, Ruolan shook his head desperately. Xiao Qi pushed the person next to him, thinking about Long Fei's help.

Long Feili, who had been silent for a long time, had a clear-cut look, and asked Feitian lightly, "Did Ruolan make trouble on the side of Buddha Cang Nian again?"

Ruolan has also been told the truth, with her ears drooped on Feitian's lap, Xiao Qi spread her hands, expressing her love is helpless.

Later, there were three games of chess, regardless of the outcome, and Long Feili and Feitian agreed to fight another day.

Ruolan is already asleep on Feitian's lap.

Long Feili glanced at Ruolan and said, the Buddha's old wounds are not healed, and there is no need to send them off.

Feitian smiled and said yes, he didn't send it off himself, but sent the monks to see off.

When Long Feili left for a while, his brows frowned and a trace of blood overflowed from his mouth. He stretched out his hand and looked down at Ruolan. Suddenly he pinched his hands and suddenly a halo appeared on the table.

Light as a mirror.

There were people in the mirror, but they were Long Feili and Xiao Qi who had broken up with the monks. Long Feili held Xiao Qi's hand, and the two walked slowly, with a close attitude.

Xiao Qi said: "Ali, Feitian is too harsh, right? Turn Ruolan into a little fox. Who can stand the cold poison on him?"

Long Feili chuckled softly, "The little fox is sleeping soundly."

Xiao Qi was stunned, "What do you mean?"

"The meaning is that if Feitian struggles to suffer more serious injuries and uses his divine power to drive away the cold, it is not impossible."

"If Lan was delivered by Feitian with his own hands, it’s not surprising that Ruolan will feel pain," Xiao Qi suddenly realized, she analyzed, and frowned, puzzled: "It’s just that since he would rather be injured than make Ruolan uncomfortable, Why turn it back into its original form? I don't understand."

Long Feili suppressed his smile and suddenly hugged Xiao Qi into his arms.

Xiao Qi's face blushed, "Long Feili, this is still outside..."

Long Feili stroked her hair, and Fang slowly said, "Just your head, can you see Feitian's mind? Only when Ruolan is a little fox, Feitian can hug it. Understand?"

The halo smashed in Feitian's hands.

Someone understood his thoughts.

He let out a low laugh, a deep mockery at the corner of his mouth.

His body moved slightly, Ruolan woke up, stared at him with wide eyes, and then tilted his head again: "Fei Tian, ​​your body is warm, and your cold is all right?"

Feitian stretched out his hand, Ruolan was touched to the ground, and he fell a lot of meat and vegetables, annoyed, "Let you always be fierce to me, be careful of my identity with you in the next life. I will kill you."

Feitian said coldly: "The Buddha will not have another life."

Ruolan was taken aback for a long time, and then whispered "Uh", and said: "I often ask my mother about her in the human world. She and your Majesty have experienced many hardships in the human world, so they are very good now. It’s great to be a human being, if I were a human being."

"When they were in the human world, the queen mother had suffered a lot. If it were you, would you be willing?"

Feitian’s voice became deeper. Ruolan saw his eyes as cold as frost, and his head lowered a little bit, but honestly nodded and said: "I am willing, even if only they have half of their time, a third of what they have experienced. One... I am willing."

"You are just envious of the Queen's Majesty. You don't want to come over tomorrow. You have a marriage contract in your body, and if you are emotional, go back and get married. This is not for you."

Feitian's voice suddenly faded, and his usual Wen Tian was restored. Ruo Lan was stunned for a long time before saying, "I won't go, I will always stay here as your maid."

"I have three thousand disciples, and there is no shortage of you."

"Fei Tian, ​​do you know me... I like you, I won't pester you, I still do what I should do, clean up the house for you, copy the scriptures... I won't disturb you..."

"Qiao Ruolan, I said, you go back now."

"You are always like this. I have been here for three years. You drove me six times. Every time I always come back by myself. You are not afraid that I will never come back once, and I will never come back."

Shangguan Jinghong knew that she would not come back this time. When he opened her body, her eyes closed as if consciously, there was no resentment, let alone tears.

*

Step by step, Shangguan Jinghong was still smiling slightly as he walked to the desk where the emperor was sitting.

The courtiers on both sides were very horrified, and it was not clear whether it was the blood stains that hadn't been changed for him, the look that resembled the prince, or the smile on his face.

Many people think that King Rui is crazy, but every step he shakes slightly seems to have its own boldness, which is daunting.

Everyone thinks that everyone is a little afraid of madmen, but that's all.

Finally, he stood still one step away from the counter, beside the emperor's right hand, the woman asked with concern: "Jinghong, haven't seen you for many years, how are you?"