Chapter 31 This little devil is a little cute (12)
Murong Su poured himself a glass of wine leisurely, as if he hadn't noticed Xu Fuhuan's situation at all.
Instead, she sat on the sofa in a gentle manner, shaking the wine glass in her hand leisurely.
"Young commander, you-"
After pondering for a while, Xu Fuhuan was the first to break the silent silence.
"Marshal Li called just now, and he revealed in his words that he wanted to marry my Murong family. Regarding this matter, Adjutant Xu, what do you think?"
Xu Fuhuan is actually not willing to help Murong Su deal with these bad things. If Murong Su can Hold yourself down. Half. How can there be such troubles now?
However, since he was asked this, he naturally couldn't keep silent.
Su Su's expression on his face.
"The relationship between the two brothers of the Li family is not good. Li Dahai is partial to the younger son and beats and scolds the elder son frequently. Last year Li Anchen snatched all the military power from Li Dahai and drove Li Dahai to the countryside to recuperate. Li Anchen's youngest son was also driven to the countryside by Li Anchen. At this moment, Li Zichen suddenly appeared in Jiangcheng, and he is with you..."
Speaking of this, Xu Fuhuan paused to glance at Murong Su, and saw that he had a satisfied expression on his face. Leaning on the sofa, he took a sip of the wine in his hand, as if he didn't care about what Xu Fuhuan said.
"As far as I know, Li Dahai used to have a concubine he loved very much, and his youngest son was born to that concubine."
"Oh?"
Murong Su raised his brows and eyes slantingly, without any surprise on his face.
"You mean his purpose is impure?"
"I think so." Xu Fuhuan lowered his head and said.
"Is Li Anchen still in East China?"
Speaking of Li Anchen, Xu Fuhuan saw the young man with a sinister and cold aura all over his body.
The methods are vicious and cruel, even worse than Murong Su's.
It's no wonder that Li Zichen sacrificed his body to come here. To quote Murong Su, not to mention Murong Su's appearance, but to talk about the military strength and financial resources of the Murong family. Among the several famous warlords in Huaguo, Murong Su is the only one who can oppose the Li family.
"Yes, he's still in East China."
"Is that so."
Murong Su suppressed the anxiety in his heart, put down his wine glass, and finally suppressed the words that reached his throat, and waved his hand feebly.
"You go back and rest first."
Following the sound of closing the door, Murong Su wiped his face viciously, thinking of Xu Fuhuan's serious expression just now, a deep laugh poured out of his mouth involuntarily.
What a stupid piece of wood.
It is true that Marshal Li called, and it is true that he wants to marry Li Anchen with his hands, but he brought up this topic, not to discuss with him who is using whom, he just wants to know what Xu Fuhuan thinks of him , do you have any thoughts on him?
However, the adjutant of his family unexpectedly brought the topic to conspiracy theory.
Xu Fuhuansheng's handsome and romantic, with a pair of affectionate and gentle phoenix eyes always make people mistakenly think that he has feelings for you.
At the beginning, he also thought that Xu Fuhuan was interested in him, and even beat him secretly a few times. After all, although he has no integrity, he never touches his own people, and what he likes is not the type of Xu Fuhuan. , he likes the kind with exquisite appearance and noble and proud personality.
After repeatedly beating and failing, he purposely found an opportunity to find out.
Who knew that as soon as he brought it up, he realized that he was simply being sentimental, and people never had any thoughts about him.
It was also because of this incident that Xu Fuhuan changed his previous gentle style and became now expressionless and paralyzed. Shengsheng suppressed that romantic energy.
Since I made a mistake, I must be relieved.
But man, sometimes it's cheap.
Originally, he was afraid that Xu Fuhuan would suffer if he liked him and didn't get his own response, but after he didn't know that he didn't care at all, he became unhappy.
Therefore, he became more and more unscrupulous, trying to attract Xu Fuhuan's attention, but Xu Fuhuan had no emotions from the beginning to the end except that he was a little dissatisfied at the beginning.
You can't live by doing your own crimes.
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Xu Fuhuan walked to the garden with heavy steps. There were all kinds of precious flowers planted in the garden. It was midsummer and a hundred flowers were in full bloom.
Did he really not understand what Murong Su said?
How can it be!
Even a person without EQ will see Murong Sudiao a lot. The means of love and mischief. It's time to get better at your rotten private life.
Besides, it's not that he really has no EQ.
Back then he chose to stay by Murong Su's side not only because he wanted to train himself, but also because he had nowhere to go. Now it seems that I have to plan for my future.
He didn't want to be Murong Su's male favourite.
The ghost king has been standing behind him with a hidden figure, and the heavy breath lingering around Xu Fuhuan made him stop and dare not go forward.
It wasn't until the cold moonlight hung high in the sky like the sun in the sky that the ghost king came up with a hesitant mood.
"Floating joy."
There was a bit of joy mixed with anxiety.
He likes the breath of Xu Fuhuan very much, every time he gets close to Xu Fuhuan, his mood will be inexplicably joyful and comfortable.
"Huh? What's the matter?"
Xu Fuhuan turned around, only to see the vague figure of the Ghost King standing under the moonlight anxiously.
The bright moonlight shone on his body, casting a layer of white light on his body, adding a bit of ethereal feeling out of thin air.
"Are you unhappy?"
The ghost king lifted the little boy slightly. face, staring seriously at Xu Fuhuan's eyes, as if not letting go of his slightest mood swings.
Xu Fuhuan forced a smile.
" No."
"You have." The
ghost king insisted on Xiao. On his face, the eyebrows twisted into a character horoscope were tangled together. After hesitating for a while, he said shyly: "Don't be unhappy. If you are in a bad mood, I will be sad too." The
ghost king floated his body, slowly drifting to Xu Fu In front of Huan, she raised her somewhat transparent arm and put it on his shoulder in a vague way, without actually touching his body.
"If you don't like this place, we can change it."
Hearing this, Xu Fuhuan sighed.
It's not that he never thought about this possibility, it's just -
will Murong Su let him go?
He has mastered so many secrets of the Murong family, unless he dies, he will never be able to leave here cleanly.
Although the ghost king in front of him is very powerful, but after all he is no longer a human being, and has lost all his memories. How does he understand the complicated heart of a human being?
"How is your cultivation going?"
Xu Fuhuan didn't want to explain, and directly changed the topic.
Two years ago, Jiaolong took the ghost king to find him, and he didn't know what Zhang Liang did to the bead, which caused the ghost king to be filled with a cold yin energy, which was mixed with a strong black energy, which should have been The clear eyes were also eroded by the red light.
The ghost king at that time looked really terrifying and gloomy, and he was also a veritable king of the ghost clan.
It doesn't look like it is now, it looks as simple as a child.
At first Xu Fuhuan didn't understand that the ghost king turned into such a ghost, what's the use of looking for him, but later Jiaolong told him that there was an inner alchemy in his body that Jiaolong used to extend his life, the inner alchemy of the monster, it was a monster with a cultivation base Although it can't be used by him, it can help the ghost king to stabilize the overwhelming hostility in his body.
I don't know how many years Jiaolong lived. When he followed his master, he got a treasure and cultivated two inner alchemy. One of them was given to Xu Fuhuan. The remaining one in his body must not be taken. Come out, otherwise, how can he suppress the ghost king who has lost his mind?
Therefore, every month, Xu Fuhuan would take out the inner alchemy in his body and absorb it for the ghost king to help him calm down the sudden violence in his body.
Sure enough, the Ghost King, who was still persistent just now, was changed by Xu Fuhuan's topic, and his thoughts followed Xu Fuhuan's.
The Ghost King stepped down his face in displeasure, and his dull voice was slightly sad. "Not good."
"Huh?"
Xu Fuhuan went out to fight with Murong Su for a year this time, except for taking out the inner alchemy once a month, the ghost king stayed in Murong Mansion at other times.
"There is too much yang here." In other words, there is no yin.
Xu Fuhuan thought about it, and it was true.
Men have a lot of yang, and soldiers are even more so.
Except for the members of Murong's family, the Murong Mansion is a group of men who serve as soldiers, and all of them have a murderous aura, how can this yang aura not be heavy?
In ancient times, it was said that there were ghosts who dared not approach the government.
Although this ghost is not as afraid of yang and righteousness as in the legend, not even the sun, but he is still a ghost.
"I can only absorb the essence of the moonlight every night." Speaking of this, Ghosting looked aggrieved.
In the past two years, Fu Huan often went out to fight. Except for meeting once a month, Fu Huan didn't let him follow him. He could only stay here peacefully. Apart from absorbing the moonlight every day, he could only wait helplessly. The return of Fu Huan.
Looking at the little ghost in front of him, he looked up aggrievedly. face, eyes full of accusations.
Xu Fuhuan swept away the gloomy mood before, and a smile flashed across his dark pupils.
Xu Fuhuan raised her arm, wanting to pat him on the shoulder as a sign of comfort, but as soon as she got close to his shoulder, the cold air penetrated into his body instantly. Withdrew his hand awkwardly. He comforted softly: "Hey, after I've been busy for a while, I'll spend more time with you."
"Really?"
Ghost King blinked his moist eyes, looking at Xu Fuhuan in surprise.
"Of course, when have I ever lied to you?"
Sure enough, she is still a child at heart! Although he is older than him, how can this simple heart be compared to those complicated human beings?
I only hope that the ghost king can always maintain this xinxing.
"By the way, let me give you a name. I don't know what your name is."
"I have a name." Speaking of this, the ghost king looked excited.
"Oh? Let's hear it."
Xu Fuhuan never asked him what his name was. First, he lost his memory, so he must have forgotten his own name, and second, he actually didn't communicate with the Ghost King. many.
However, when it came to the name, the ghost king faltered and faltered.
The clear eyes seemed to be trapped in memories, foggy.
The ghost king thought of the recent dreams, in which there was always a person calling Ajun tenderly, although he didn't know if the person with the blurred face was calling him, but he felt that the Ajun in that mouth was him.