What evil can a dog have?

Fu Di was having a nightmare, and Lu Chi was sitting beside him.No matter how much he shouted, Fu Dishen couldn't be woken up. Lu Chi was worried about him, and took a towel to wipe off the cold sweat on his head.

"deeply?"

He didn't know what kind of nightmare Fu Dishen had, and tears welled up in the corners of his eyes.

"Chichi!" Fu Dishen opened his eyes, saw Lu Chi in front of him, stretched out his arms and hugged him.

Lu Chi was also frightened by his actions, but thinking about it carefully, he probably had a nightmare, so he calmed down and stroked Fu Dishen's upper arm with his fingers.

He tried to use this kind of behavior to appease Fu Dishen, but how could he see that Fu Dishen's clean face was no longer calm, his eyes were flushed, and tears fell from the slits of his eyes one after another Get out.

He will hug Chi Chi tighter and tighter, as if he wants to rub the dog into his bones, only in this way can he protect Chi Chi from being bullied by outsiders.

"Deep?" Lu Chi heard his sobbing, and was about to look up, but was pressed into Fu Di's arms by Fu Dishen's hand, "Are you crying?"

"Don't look!"

Lu Chi listened to his words and stopped moving.

But Fu Dishen's cry sounded distressing to him, and he didn't know what Shenshen saw in the dream, so he was so frightened.Saw a ghost?Anyway, he is the king of Northern Xinjiang, so he shouldn't be so timid.He cared so much about himself, could it be that he saw himself giving up?

"Shenshen, don't be afraid. Dreams are all reversed. What you dream will not happen in reality," Lu Chi foolishly advised Lu Chi, "You are my big baby! Don't Crying, okay! The red eyes look like Chang'e's jade rabbit, hey, did I tell you? I once gnawed all the hair of the jade rabbit, who told her that she has a master and I have no one to pet—"

Fu Dishen was currently sad because of the past between himself and Lu Chi. Hearing Lu Chi's words, he burst into laughter and almost had a snot bubble.

"You're laughing!" Lu Chi took the opportunity to break free from Fu Di's shackles, propped himself up to look at his red and swollen eyes, and wiped away his tears with his fingertips.

"Can you be more serious?" Fu Dishen saw Lu Chi's face, guilt and painful memories flooded his mind again, he turned his head away from Lu Chi.

Lu Chi refused to let him succeed, and stretched out his hand to straighten Fu Dishen's face: "It's not the first day you met me, what did you dream about, crying like this?"

Hearing him ask such a question, bitterness welled up in his heart again.Even if there are thousands of words to say, they are all suppressed by Fu Di.

How should he tell this person in front of him that they had tortured each other and threatened each other to survive.How should he tell Lu Chi that, as Lord Beimingxuan, he was once humiliated like that, and even spent the rest of his life loathing himself.He didn't even dare to ask Lu Chi's forgiveness——

Fu Dishen refused to speak, and Lu Chi also had difficulty asking.

After all, he was deeply distressed. He sat on the edge of the bed and sighed. He reached into the trouser pocket of his pajamas, but found nothing.

"Shen Shen, let me tell you something." Lu Chi rarely changed his serious tone, "I thought about it just now, and I think my memory is not right, it doesn't look like I forgot it, it looks like I was sealed by someone Yes. I want to find time to find Emperor Xingshuang to ask about this matter, you want to go with me—"

Before Lu Chi finished speaking, Fu Di held his hand.

"Forget it, just forget it," Fu Di looked at Lu Chi deeply, "There are some things that don't need to be remembered."

Upon hearing this, Lu Chi felt flustered: "What do you remember?"

Fu Di looked at him deeply, but finally lost.

He couldn't deceive Lu Chi no matter what, let alone cover up the past, so he revealed the whole content of the dream.His ten years of hard pursuit, the difference between clouds and mud when he met again, and the mutual torture afterwards.

After finishing speaking, Fu Dishen couldn't stop crying. He held Lu Chi's hand and kept saying "I'm sorry".

Lu Chi finished listening to all the stories with a blank expression, as if he was listening to someone else's past.He couldn't remember anything, and every time he saw Fu Dishen's mood swings, he felt an untouchable sense of emptiness.

It turned out that their past was so unbearable.

But seeing the person kneeling on the bed holding his hand in front of him, why couldn't he hate him at all.But what could he hate Chu Shen?Hate him for feeding himself poisoned pastries?Hate him for not saving himself from danger?

Lu Chi couldn't pass all the responsibility on to others.

At this moment, a golden light suddenly flashed outside the window, and the eyes of both of them were unconsciously attracted by the golden light.Looking outside, he saw that the golden crow that Sang Yu used most often was flapping its wings, and the beak of the bird hit the window with a "dong dong" sound.

Lu Chi got out of bed and opened the window, and the golden crow bumped into Lu Chi's arms with all his might.

Grab the bird's wing and find a scroll of secret letters on its leg.Opening it up, it was impressively written in Sang Yu's handwriting.Lu Chi thought aloud: "Don't go back to heaven!"

Fu Dishen, who was still stuck in the memories and couldn't extricate himself, immediately wiped away the tears on his face: "Did something happen to Sang Yu?"

"Maybe," Lu Chi grabbed Jinwu's body, seeing Jinwu, who was usually proud because of being next to Sang Yu, had a few wounds on his body, and knew that this matter was not simple.

It seems that it is too late to go to the Antarctic Xinghai to find Emperor Xingshuang——

"Shen Shen, wash your face, let's go to the Dragon King."

And in the heavenly realm, Sang Yu, who had just released the Golden Crow, was looking at Gochen Shanggong with his hands behind his back, being turned into a mess.

He looked calm, but his face was paler than usual, and his lips, which were originally pale, were now even more colorless.

"Where did you put the things!" Yan Luo searched to no avail, so he turned around and asked Sang Yu.

Sang Yu looked up at him: "I don't know."

"You are the Emperor of Heaven! Don't you know!" Before Yan Luo could speak, the man who followed him came out and grabbed Sang Yu's collar first.He seemed to feel that this was not enough to deter Yan Luo, so Yan Luo took out Sang Yu's amputated rib from his bosom and squeezed it hard.

Sang Yu's whole body hurts as if being crushed by someone, but he still maintains the majesty of being a heavenly emperor on his face, and refuses to bow his head to admit defeat: "You have the ability, but you should find it yourself!"

After saying this, Sang Yu turned to Yan Luo again: "Yan Luo, let me ask myself if I'm not bad to you, why did you help Mozun Huadie to harm me!"

The man was surprised when Sang Yu called his name: "You recognize me?"

Sang Yu snorted coldly: "Who else can make Yan Luo saddle, except Mozun Huadie?"

Hua Die failed to send Sang Yu to the place where he asked for something. Instead, his identity was guessed, and his chest was depressed. He threw Sang Yu away, and ordered Yan Luo who followed behind him: "Follow me and continue searching!"

Yan Luo put away the rib and left with Hua Die.

Hearing the sound of the two people's footsteps gradually drifting away, Sang Yu got up from the ground with support.

But someone left a handkerchief on the ground in front of him. He picked it up and saw that it was embroidered with green mulberry leaves.

Sang Yu quickly picked it up and stuffed it into his arms.

The author says:

Guess who threw the handkerchief?