Has the heartthrob villain collapsed today?

As soon as Fu Zhenhong finished speaking, the small and exquisite butterfly turned into a human form in front of him.

A handsome and tough face, sharp and deep eyes under the handsome sword eyebrows, thick short black hair scattered in a somewhat messy way, and a wild and unruly arc on the corners of the thin lips.

This is Sun Wukong, the unfettered, unrestrained and unrestrained Monkey King, instead of the Sun Walker who escorted Tang Monk all the way westward and was bound by the Buddhist rules.

Whether it is the great love and the great way of pursing all living beings, or solving the knot of a hundred grievances and eliminating innocent disasters, what does all these have to do with the great sage Qitian?

He is free, proud, brave and fearless.

As long as he thinks, gods and Buddhas can't be imprisoned, let alone imprisoned.

He only has one thing to do now, to bring this little bone demon back to Huaguo Mountain.

Sun Wukong quickly called out the somersault cloud, and then jumped onto the cloud first.

"Come up." He shouted at Fu Zhenhong.

Fu Zhenhong didn't move.

"What's wrong?" Sun Wukong asked patiently.

Fu Zhenhong stretched out her hand towards Sun Wukong: "Pull me up."

"Trouble." Although Sun Wukong said so, his body honestly held Fu Zhenhong's hand, and pulled him up to the clouds.

"Hold well." Sun Wukong clasped Fu Zhenhong's hand to his abdomen, the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, and his tone was cheerful and relaxed: "We're going home now."

The somersault cloud is very fast, so fast that it can reach a hundred and eight thousand miles in one somersault.

It didn't take long for Fu Zhenhong to follow Monkey King to Huaguo Mountain.

In Sun Wukong's dream, Fu Zhenhong was held by the little monkey and wandered around domineeringly on the grounds that he was familiar with the environment in advance. He already knew the terrain of Huaguo Mountain and the distribution of various scenery very clearly.

Right now, when he really came here, the little monkey didn't continue to drag Fu Zhenhong around, but took him directly to the Water Curtain Cave.

The Water Curtain Cave was huge, with waterfalls and springs, and the water flowed under the halo of light, which was even more majestic and magnificent than what he had seen in his dream.

There is a cave several meters high in the middle of the waterfall, which is the cave of Shuilian Cave.

"Why didn't you see those monkey grandchildren of yours?" Fu Zhenhong asked.

"It should be to pick fruit." Sun Wukong hugged Fu Zhenhong's waist and flew through the curtain.

After entering the Water Curtain Cave, Fu Zhenhong discovered that the space inside was much larger than what he saw from the outside. There were all kinds of furnishings in the cave, and there was nothing missing. In addition, there were even more on the table. There are a lot of fresh fruits and weird foods.

It is obviously a paradise-like scene, but it has a luxurious decoration that is completely opposite to the scene.

Monkey King observed Fu Zhenhong's expression: "Do you like it?"

Fu Zhenhong gave him a sideways look, and half-jokingly said, "I don't like it, what will you do?"

Sun Wukong snorted softly, raised his chin slightly and said, "There's nothing you can do if you don't like it, anyway, you can't escape, and the old sun will keep a close watch on you little monster."

Fu Zhenhong played with Sun Wukong's earlobe: "Little Pomonkey, you are very confident."

Sun Wukong held Fu Zhenhong's fidgeting hand: "Be less confident, wouldn't it be easy to be overwhelmed by you little monster?"

Fu Zhenhong laughed suddenly when she heard the words, and asked inexplicably, "Am I crushing you or are you crushing me?"

Sun Wukong didn't understand what Fu Zhenhong meant at first, but after seeing the ambiguity and playfulness in Fu Zhenhong's eyes, he finally realized the deep meaning in his words.

Sun Wukong's handsome face was slightly red, but he said very firmly: "I must be the one who suppressed you."

Fu Zhenhong smiled without saying a word, and didn't argue too much with Monkey King on this matter. He stretched out his arms and hugged Monkey King's neck, hanging on Monkey King's body like a soft and delicate dodder flower.

He raised his head, opened his thin lips slightly, and whispered a kind of seduction in his softly winding tone: "Little Stone Monkey, tell me what you did in the nightmare."

Sun Wukong pursed his lips, a little tangled up, looking at Fu Zhenhong with a slightly curious look, the Great Sage tried to discuss: "Can you not talk about it?"

Fu Zhenhong smiled: "What do you think?"

Monkey King stopped talking for a moment, and finally broke the jar, frowned, and said quickly, "I just... dreamed that you helped me with it."

After he finished speaking quickly, his eyes began to look up, as if to get rid of the embarrassment of being watched by Fu Zhenhong.

As a result, the great saint watched for a long time, but did not wait for Fu Zhenhong to respond, so he paused for a moment, and couldn't help lowering his eyelids to look at the little demon. As a result, his lowered eyes just happened to bump into In Fu Zhenhong's dark pupils with a smile.

There was already a seductive charm between Fu Zhenhong's brows, but at this moment, the slightly raised eyes are even more coquettish and charming, "Are you satisfied with just using your hands?"

The blush on Sun Wukong's face that had just subsided not long ago rose again in an instant, and his Adam's apple rolled unconsciously: "You..."

"Me?" Fu Zhenhong touched Sun Wukong's Adam's apple with her fingers maliciously, and the cold but delicate fingertips touched Sun Wukong's warm skin, which made the great saint's body tremble uncontrollably .

"Would you like me to help you recall in detail?"

Monkey King's body tensed, and after realizing what Fu Zhenhong meant, his entire face was completely red.

Even if the stone monkey is usually fearless and arrogant, it's not that he doesn't know anything about love and love in this world, but he is blank and innocent in the face of such things.

Fu Zhenhong looked at Sun Wukong's obviously shy but pretending to be calm, and thoughts flowed deep in his eyes. The appearance of this little monkey was like a clean white paper, which made him really want to It depicts the emotional spring in detail.

Sun Wukong's throat was a little tight, and he gave Fu Zhenhong a look: "You did it on purpose!"

Fu Zhenhong raised her eyebrows happily, but she was noncommittal.

He pinched Sun Wukong's hot handsome face, and asked again on purpose: "Do you want it?"

The leprechaun!

Sun Wukong's heart hurts: "Didn't you just get started when you seduced the old grandson before? What, is it possible that you have become gentle and polite now?"

"I understand." Fu Zhenhong nodded, and said with a meaningful smile: "It turns out that little splash monkey prefers me to be more direct, then I..."

Before Fu Zhenhong finished speaking, Sun Wukong lowered his head and kissed his lips, and swallowed all his next words between his lips and teeth.

Sun Wukong's kiss is just like his character, fierce and domineering, with a strong possessive desire, his face is blushing, but his kissing movements are strong and fierce, lingering and sucking wantonly Touching the nectar on Fu Zhen's red lips.

Fu Zhenhong hugged Monkey King's strong waist, and their chests were pressed tightly together. He felt the heat on Monkey King's body getting higher and higher with the kiss.

Obviously snatching the rich fragrance from Fu Zhenhong's mouth, Monkey King's throat became more and more dry. He wanted more, and wanted this little demon to belong to him completely.

After the lips of the two separated, Monkey King looked at Fu Zhenhong's slightly red eye corners because of his fierce kiss, such a light and faint red, but because of the master's eyes that looked over lightly, there was a feeling of helplessness. The temptation of words.

Looking at Fu Zhenhong with such a beautiful face, Monkey King recalled in his mind the scene in the red paper-cut thatched hut he saw after entering Tang Seng's dream, the messy clothes on the ground, and the faint smell in the air , making a fire of jealousy well up in his chest.

But fortunately, this little bone demon now belongs to him.

Sun Wukong's dark and sharp pupils revealed a hint of darkness and longing. His eyes were tightly locked on Fu Zhenhong, and his eyes flicked across his face with incomparable ardor and nostalgia.

He wanted to cover all the traces of Tang Seng's contamination on this little demon, so that only his breath remained in this seductive little demon.

..............................

The waterfall outside the curtain cave pours rushing water, which splashes into the rocky stream and creates a splash of water.

Outside the cave is a shimmering curtain, and amidst the intertwined halos, there are chirping hooves, which are crisp and melodious; inside the cave is the moist and warm breath, and in the mottled light are undulating panting and moving murmurs. , charming and ambiguous.

Sun Wukong is fierce, powerful and ferocious, like a beast with no feet, full of strong possessive desire.

Fu Zhenhong sat on Monkey King's lap, but she softened into Monkey King's heart.

No one can escape Fu Zhenhong's meticulously woven love network. Some things, some love, may have been doomed as early as Fu Zhenhong was picked up by Monkey King with her white and clear appearance.

You are a demon, I am a demon, we are all demons.

And the monster, you should be with the monster.

No matter what secular ethics, no matter what the rules and regulations of becoming a Buddha, because of love, there is love, and love is happiness, but it is as simple as that.

Fu Zhenhong bears the love of Monkey King, her passion is hot and straightforward, very strong, so pure that it is not mixed with any impurities.

There is a kind of fire called Monkey King, rebellious, unrestrained, rampant, wantonly burned into the deepest part of the human body, just like the fiery magma gushing from the peak, scorching hot, as if the soul has been engraved into the deepest part of the body. Deep imprint, violent and carefree dripping.

"daughter in law……"

Sun Wukong called Fu Zhenhong, with the most intimate love and the most domineering oath in his thick magnetic voice.

Fu Zhenhong's mind sounded a reminder that her favorability was full.

Raider Fu Zhenhong

Journey to the West Tianxuan overall strategy progress: 100%

Chosen: Tang Seng, favorability 100%

Chosen: Sun Wukong, favorability 100%

The character interface representing Monkey King is fully lit, and the progress is 100%, which means that Fu Zhenhong's strategy in Journey to the West has been perfectly completed.

[Woooooo feels so sad again, is Xiaohong ready to leave. ]

[Not urgent]

Didn't this little splashing monkey also say that he wants to get married and formally marry him as his wife?

Playing freely in the carefree world, occasionally Fu Zhenhong also wants to experience such a life without distracting thoughts.

..............................

Just like what Fu Zhenhong said to the San'er system.

Not urgent.

On the second day, Monkey King prepared the wedding room for those monkeys and grandchildren. Red lanterns and festive paper-cutting made the originally elegant Water Curtain Cave look tacky and red.

"Little Pomonkey, this is too vulgar." Fu Zhenhong said with a bit of disgust.

Sun Wukong retorted: "The more red the more festive, and it also fits your name, Xiaohong, Xiaohong, Xiaohong, haha, the name of the wife is really nice!" At the end, Monkey King himself laughed foolishly.

Fu Zhenhong: "..."

This is probably not a silly monkey.

..............................

Huaguo Mountain is in completely opposite directions from Xitian Leiyin Temple.

Here, Fu Zhenhong and Sun Wukong lived happily together.

On the other side, Sun Xingzhe protected Tang Seng, and the four masters and apprentices continued westward.

The distance of one hundred and eight thousand miles belongs to the story of the four masters and apprentices. The monk in white buried his love in his heart. He entered the world and had the love of his life. forward.

...............................

Spring goes and winter comes, time flies.

On Huaguo Mountain, where only peach blossoms were in full bloom, there was a large piece of crabapple flowers. After being soaked by the morning dew, the red and tender crabapple flowers trembled and swayed in full color.

Fu Zhenhong sat on the tallest tree trunk in Huahai Sea, quietly looking at the flowers in full bloom in front of him. He has been here for two years, and his hair is longer than before, and the black hair is scattered behind him. Dressed in red, his skin is as white and tender as snow.

[Xiaohong, are you leaving? ]

[Um. ]

"Why did you run up there again?" Sun Wukong's voice sounded from below Fu Zhenhong.

He raised his head and looked at Fu Zhenhong who was on the top.

Fu Zhenhong also lowered her eyes, looking at Monkey King under the tree.

The eyes of the two just met each other, the fragrance of peach blossoms and begonias drifted over with the delicate breeze, lingering between Monkey King and Fu Zhenhong, at this moment, it seemed that there were only these two people whose eyes collided with each other in the world. people.

Sun Wukong seemed to have a feeling, and was about to speak, but the corners of Fu Zhenhong's lips slightly raised, and she lightly parted her lips and said, "Little splashing monkey, catch me." After finishing speaking, he jumped down directly.

Monkey King caught Fu Zhenhong steadily, and after Fu Zhenhong stood still, Monkey King gently stroked Fu Zhenhong's soft and black hair.

"It's grown again." Sun Wukong said, holding Fu Zhenhong's hand, and then put a hairpin in his hand.

This is Fu Zhenhong's hairpin, which Sun Wukong put away on the night he and Fu Zhenhong got married.

"I know you're leaving soon." Sun Wukong said the secret that was tacit between the two of them.

Fu Zhenhong pursed her lips and remained silent.

Sun Wukong continued: "Take this hairpin." Speaking of this, he paused for a moment before continuing: "Take me too."

"Don't rush to refuse." Sun Wukong blocked Fu Zhenhong's words.

He stared deeply at Fu Zhenhong's face, serious and focused, and after a few seconds, he closed his eyes.

A golden halo shrouded Sun Wukong's body, then spread out little by little, and finally gathered on the hairpin in Fu Zhenhong's hand, standing at the end and turning into a golden butterfly.

Fu Zhenhong touched the butterfly's wings with her fingertips, which were hard and as cold as his fingertips.

This golden butterfly really seems to be integrated with the hairpin and becomes an exquisite decoration.

Fu Zhenhong's expression was a little complicated. He didn't expect that this little monkey would willingly close half of his consciousness and turn into a cold dead thing in order to let him take him with him.

No, even though he has no consciousness, it is not completely cold.

Fu Zhenhong saw the faint golden halo on the two antennae of the butterfly, so he couldn't help but touch the antennae, and suddenly a faint warmth and warmth passed through the skin to his bone marrow .

Fu Zhenhong smiled lightly, with a slight curve on the corner of her lips.

This monkey is uncomfortable and uncompromising, relying on the skill of detachment, he dares to think about anything, and dares to try anything.