I refuse this box lunch

At first, Fuhe decided to ask this sentence, asking himself definitely not with any shameful thoughts.

How can he be such a rushing person.

Absolutely not.

The reason why I asked this question was because the Heavenly Demon was treacherous and was a big hidden danger. If I would do this from time to time and cause confusion, then the two of them might be the ones who would be in danger in the future.

It will be safer if you talk about it, ask it clearly, and be down-to-earth.

However, Fu He never thought that Wu Luan would mention the word "marriage".

Special emphasis is also placed on "today".

Therefore, the most anxious person is obviously not him.

And now it's all right, everyone knows that a pair of dogs and men from the Demon Gate are getting married.

uh... not right.

Fuhe was startled and realized a very important thing.

Both he and Wu Luan regarded the people around them as air, and they left the place together. The situation was urgent, and there was no way to worry so much. They just took the man's hand in a place where no one was around, and put it on the flat surface of his inner shirt. .

Looking at his posture, it seemed that a female devil with evil intentions was trying to belittle a beautiful man who looked like a banished fairy.

Fuhe pursed his lips with an uncomfortable expression:

"Hey, I'm a woman transformed into a man, you should know."

He was full of apprehension and apprehension on his face, for fear that this unavoidable oolong would dig a big hole for himself.

Apart from other things, he went around explaining and entangled. Although he is confident that the final outcome will not change, the process is still a waste of time.

Wu Luan slowly withdrew his hand, his drooping eyelashes covered his expression, and he opened his lips and asked lightly:

"Are you a man?"

Fuhe nodded, but his heart skipped a beat, with a bad premonition.

Until, a smile slowly appeared on the corner of the mouth of the man in front of him, he stretched out his hand, and reorganized Fuhe's slightly messy long hair, "What about men?"

Fuhe's cheeks were a little itchy, and he felt that the top of his head was loose, and a plain hairpin was taken off, and the rolled-up hair temples were completely scattered, light and smooth, making his face even smaller.

Wu Luan didn't know what kind of spell he used, but he easily deciphered the magic spell that the original data had practiced for decades.

Fuhe couldn't help touching his face, he didn't know what his shell looked like when it returned to its original appearance.

The original data used to be a child of the fairy sect, but not a native of the demon sect. His appearance... shouldn't be so ugly.

"You know everything?" Fu Wo was confused.

Wu Luan admitted frankly: "Well, I know everything."

Only now Fuhe was stunned.

"My true identity, the purpose of my coming to the Demon Sect, the things I have done, everything, you know everything?"

Wu Luan admitted everything.

Fuhe's expression was blank for a moment: it turned out that the person holding the script had already appeared.

"Then..." His mind twitched, and his previous calm judgment almost disappeared, "That Bu Yunhua..."

As soon as he started, he was silent.

Stupid, Wu Luan only has profound magical powers, and he is not an omniscient and omnipotent god. How could he know other things related to the plot?

Bu Yunhua is likely to be an important role, and in the general upgrade flow, whether it is a leading hero or a leading heroine, or even a rematch, there is a lot of room for growth, and her future strength should not be underestimated.But in the eyes of men, I am afraid that she is not worth mentioning now.

Sure enough, when Wu Luan heard the name, he just frowned slightly, "Bu Yunhua, who is it?"

Fuhe: "..." The case has been solved, and the co-author doesn't care about it at all.

I don't even remember the name.

"...That's it," he gestured, "the red dress, the girl with big eyes, the girl I rescued just now."

The wrinkles between Wu Luan's brows deepened, and his eyes slowly slid across Fuhe's face inch by inch, without any emotion.

Fuhe swallowed, feeling as if he had accidentally overshadowed the matter, and hurriedly added: "I saved her because I thought she was innocent, and it was just a matter of little effort."

The tone is relatively weak, not tough.

Wu Luan said: "There are too many innocent people in this world to count." In a flat and straightforward tone, he stated a fact.

"So it is."

Fu He remembered that he had saved a group of teenagers on the grounds of being "innocent" since the first time he met Wu Luan, and couldn't help but smile slightly, "Those who live in the world are people-oriented, and people who live in the world yearn for peace and joy. For them, it is a matter of survival and destruction for them."

He then thought that Wu Luan should also have such compassion in his fight against the Heavenly Demon, and now the two of them had a good understanding.

However, the man beside him pondered for a moment, and his ears only grasped one important point, "Peace and joy...you and I are very happy today, and indeed the whole world should be happy."

Fuhe stumbled, Wu Luan grabbed his waist naturally, and never let go.

Flash... flash marriage.

Such a fast pace, no wonder I can't get used to it.

As for Lord Devil Emperor, who seems to be serious and upright, but is actually quite strange.

Just like the devil emperor wants to get married, no matter how eclectic, it is absolutely impossible to do it quietly.

At least, when Fuhe returned to the Devil's Lair, the demons of the ten directions had already left the customs, the ones with their feet up, and those who ate melons, had almost assembled.Probably because there is a unique communication method inside the Demon Sect, many demon kings responded to their calls, and after a while, big demons and small monsters gathered into a vast ocean, and it seemed that there was going to be a big battle.

Zhiyao stood out among a group of tall, fat and thin people, with a slightly raised brow, an expression that represented "as I expected".

But majesty is something that not every demon possesses, and immediately a figure like brown sugar stuck to Zhiyao's back: "Brother Yao, quickly tell the brothers what you know. Tell me! Tell me, tell me! Our new queen is your old genus!"

The immature Yao rolls his eyes, thinking that he is old and has no intention of returning to his heart, and has raised for others for decades in vain.He waved his little hand, and the next moment, the brown sugar behind him flew upside down, turning into fine brown sand in mid-air, and blowing into the mouths and noses of the crowd of demons and ghosts watching the excitement below, choking and sneezing all over the place. .

"Monarch Sha Ting, quickly withdraw your supernatural powers."

There were wailings from below, which showed that these grains of sand could not make Moxiu happy.

At this moment, Wu Luan flipped his palm, and Sha Ting's figure was instantly revealed in the other corner of the square.The young man was wearing a gray long gown, his face was as white as a piece of paper, his eyes narrowed slightly while looking at the high seat, he put a brown ball back into his sleeve, folded his arms and began to fall asleep.

Yuemo knew that someone was serious and stopped messing around.

Fu He was still in a daze, and Wu Luan took his hand from the side, and asked softly, "Have you ever seen the Deed of the Demon Gate?"

Fuhe has been an undercover agent for decades, and he can be considered a small high-level executive. Looking back on his past memories, Qi Dian participated in a lot, and he feels that he should be considered knowledgeable.

But when the Hong Bell on the top of the cliff rang sky-shatteringly, I was still shocked.

The Shaodong imperial bell, which symbolizes the treasure of the town cave, will not be born easily, but it chimes nine times at this moment.

The hanging wall covers the sky, and the sky and the sea are the same color.

Countless eagle sparrows, dressed in colorful clothes, hovered in the sky, chanting soft and clear tones, and raining phoenix flowers.

There was a piece of Lin Lin floating down from the sky, and Fuhe raised his hand to catch it. After looking at it for a moment, he found that it was made of rare candle material. Sparkle.

Looking at those Moxiu holding the treasures from the sky and looking up with surprise and joy, he knew that it should be like this.

And the phoenix flower is not a rotten street thing that is everywhere, it is much rarer than any candle material elixir, it matures every 3000 years, grows in the extremely cold place of the mainland, guarded by the most powerful monsters in the middle of the land, and blooms Once the dynasty is defeated, even if the flowers are obtained, it is extremely difficult to preserve them.

Look at those demon kings who also have intentional expressions on their faces, and you will know how precious this flower is.

The sky is full of flowers and rain, beauty is beauty, but if you can give him all, that would be great.

What a prodigal.

Maybe it's the eyes that can talk, maybe it's because Wu Luan really grew up to be the roundworm in Fu He's stomach.

Those quiet black pupils were filled with fine starlight, Wu Luan looked directly at him, and his other hand came over, and quietly stuffed something into Fuhe's palm.

Fu Wo: "???" What a good thing, so private.

Holding the object, his mind was spinning, and after feeling the real feeling in his palm, he suppressed his thoughts of galloping in the wrong direction.

"Beauty gift." Wu Luan said with a smile, "I wonder if you are satisfied?"

Satisfied.The nine untapped marrow-washing spiritual springs can produce treasures, a wealth that cannot be exchanged for hundreds of millions of spiritual stones.

"...Can I say I'm not satisfied?"

The legend of the spiritual spring in the Tianxian Continent has disappeared hundreds of years ago. This is much rarer than the Phoenix flower.

If he is a loser, he should take it back.After all, flowers have their re-blooming day, and teaching a man how to fish is worse than giving him a fish...it's all a mess.

In short, he really didn't believe that these things could be prepared overnight.

There was a trace of joy on the corner of Wu Luan's lips, and he casually summoned a majestic red magic sculpture. He stepped on it first, then extended his hand to Fuhe, and asked, "Where do you want to put the spring water?"

Fuhe used his strength to stand still on Hong Diao's back, and followed Wu Luan's movements to sit cross-legged, relaxing his back, and naturally nestled in the man's open arms.

When he returned to the Devil's Nest, he went back to the transformation of "Mother Candle", and simply painted a touch of vivid and bright red at the end of his eyes. At this moment, he just lay down "delicately and softly", and was wrapped in a big cloak of snow-white animal hair For a long time, only a face that has been plagued for thousands of years was revealed, and it fully demonstrated to the demons the importance of appearance and charm.

Fuhe's fingertips trembled slightly, and he replied "It's just close to the residence", and then fell silent.

Because, his right ear was touched by a lukewarm breath, and he knelt down under the shouts of all the demons, the Lord Demon Emperor, uncharacteristically, embraced Fuhe with his cross arms, as if...

She stuck out her tongue and licked his cheek.

Fowler: "!!!"

In the corner of the eye, the demon cultivators seemed to be blind, unable to see anything.

But Fuhe knew that the small childish Yao smiled and bowed to his former subordinates.

This time the red eagle flies many times faster than the black eagle last time, and it is estimated that it can tour the entire vast magic domain within a moment.

And the location of their new house gradually came into view after removing the formation.

Still the same word: trench.

Carved beams and painted buildings, pearls and emerald mirrors, there is nothing to choose.

With Wu Luan in his arms, Fu He approached the new house step by step, and he could clearly feel the man's rising possessiveness most clearly.

Even so, he still asked without fear of death: "Xiananquan..."

He put his hands on Wu Luan's neck, moved restlessly, and his eyes fluttered, "Should I practice dual cultivation first?"

Anyway, I'm not afraid.

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