Tianjun Chasing His Wife Crematorium

A pair of huge brown wings sprouted from the back of the masked man, and after that, the surrounding area was filled with a huge monster aura.It seems that it is a demon whose original shape is an eagle.

The masked man waved his wings, picked up the surrounding dust, slowly rose, flew over the cage, lifted the cage with his bare hands, and flew into the deep mountains.

Seeing the eagle demon flying away with the cage, Ge Kesi turned around and smiled at Fu Yun and the two, "The loser, how about drinking a tank of strong wine in one go?"

Ge Keyou raised his chin and smiled, "Okay!"

After Ying Yao returned with an empty cage, according to what was agreed in advance, Fu Yun and Ge Keyou went up the mountain from the south, while Ge Kesi and Ying Yao entered the mountain from the north.

With the sound of the whip, the four of them divided into two groups and entered the forest one after another.

As soon as he entered the forest, Ge Keyou jumped onto Fu Yun's horse, surrounded Fu Yun from behind, raised the reins, and whispered in Fu Yun's ear, "Is there someone in the cage?"

"Ah."

"If you want to get out of the body, don't worry about others, otherwise, none of them will survive."

"What do you mean?"

"If you think you have the ability to reach the sky, give it a try."

Ge Keyou often answered irrelevant questions, but Fuyun knew that there would be no result if he asked again, so he didn't ask any more questions, and said softly, "You can go back to your horse."

"My people and I ride a horse together, what's wrong?" After finishing speaking, Ge Keyou forcefully turned Fu Yun's face, pointed at his slightly parted lips, and kissed him fiercely.

Fu Yun was startled, and just as he was about to resist, he felt a pill pushed into his mouth by Ge Keyou.The moment the elixir entered his throat, Fu Yun immediately felt the energy in his body flow, and the sealed inner elixir was released.

"Bastard—"

Before Fuyun could react, he was hugged by Keyou, turned over and jumped off the horse, just in time to avoid a figure attacking from a high place.

After standing still, Fu Yun saw clearly that figure, it was Fu Ling who haunted him so much.

I haven't seen him for more than ten days, but Fu Ling has been tortured out of shape, with ragged clothes and injuries all over his body, and he is staring fiercely at Keyou.

"Fu Ling——" Fu Yun was afraid that the person in front of him would disappear like in a dream, so he shook off Keyou's hand and ran towards Fu Ling.

It wasn't until he hugged each other tightly that Fu Yun believed that the one in front of him was a living Fu Ling who would never disappear.

Regardless of being hypocritical, Fu Yun buried his face in Fu Ling's neck, and murmured, "Fu Ling—"

Fu Ling caressed Fu Yun's hair, and said softly, "It's good that you're fine."

"Heh, Fuyun has served me so well in bed these days, how could I be willing to treat him badly?"

Ge Keyou's words were full of provocation, inside and out, and successfully aroused Fu Ling's anger.

Feeling Fu Ling's body circling upwards, roaring and ready to go, Fu Yun hurriedly explained, "Don't listen to him motivating you, he is here today to set us free."

Ge Keyou looked at Fu Ling with raised eyebrows, and corrected him, "I only promised to let Fu Yun alone."

"We don't need him to pay it back, we can go out by ourselves." As he spoke, Fu Ling pulled Fu Yun behind him.

Ge Keyou smiled disdainfully, slowly took off the scimitar from his waist, and threw it aside, "I won't take advantage of you." Then, he began to move his wrist and neck.

"Please, don't fight. If you really do it, it will be of no benefit to anyone." Fu Yun hurriedly stopped between the two, "Ge Keyou, don't you want to be manipulated by your brother Wang? There is no need to act on a whim."

"I see, even if I say no, the person behind you won't agree, right?"

"That's right, you dare to belittle Fu Yun, I have to settle this account with you."

Fu Yun wanted to turn around to persuade her, but she met Shang Fu Ling's eyes as cold as ice.Fu Yun had never seen such a terrifying expression on Fu Ling's face, and was momentarily stunned.

Eventually, the two charged at each other, roaring.In the combination of fists and kicks, countless fallen leaves in the forest were stirred up.Seeing that the two of them were trying their best, wishing to kill each other, Fu Yun was really anxious.

So, Fu Yun saw the right time, split the two wrestled into a ball with one kick, and said sharply, "You two, are you finished?"

The two fell to the ground, gasping for breath, still glaring at each other.

Standing between the two, Fu Yun suddenly saw an arrow aimed at Fu Ling in the distance.

Regardless of thinking about it so much, when Fu Yun came back to his senses, the arrow had already hit his chest, and black blood overflowed from the wound, forming a large cloud, soaking his clothes.

"Fu Yun—"

Fu Yun seemed to hear someone shouting, but the buzzing sounded in his ears, and he couldn't tell whose voice it was.

In the blurred vision, Fu Yun tried to touch Fu Ling's face, but it was hard to feel it when he touched it.The body has been paralyzed and lost consciousness. Fu Yun can no longer perceive his own body, and can only vaguely see Fu Ling's distorted face.

Fu Yun knew that he had been shot by a poisonous arrow, and he might not be able to survive even a stick of incense.But it's good to be able to fall asleep in Fu Ling's arms.

Fu Yun wanted to tell Fu Ling to live well, but her tongue was numb and it was difficult to speak.

Consciousness gradually blurred, and Fu Yun finally fell into endless darkness like a fallen leaf.

Fu Yun didn't know how long he had been floating, and when he opened his eyes again, it was Bai Wuchang who came to lock his soul.

Bai Wuchang smiled and said to Fuyun, "Congratulations."

"I'm dead, why do you say congratulations?"

Bai Wuchang was stunned, stared at Fu Yun for a while, and then smiled, "Follow me to the underworld, drink a bowl of soup, won't you understand?"

Fu Yun pondered for a moment, "Cough I still have someone I care about, can I stay in Yangjian for a little longer?"

Bai Wuchang couldn't help raising his eyebrows, "If you want, of course you can. However, living people can't see you, so why do you just stay in the world?"

"I thought, look at him a little more."

Bai Wuchang smiled meaningfully, "Tsk tsk, what a word of love. I can keep you in this world, but, if you owe me a favor, how about it?"

Fuyun didn't expect that the ghost messenger of the underworld could be so talkative, so he hurriedly cupped his hands to thank him, "Although I don't know what I can do for Mr. Wuchang as a ghost, but as long as Mr. Wuchang speaks, I will not hesitate."

"Haha, okay, it's enough to have your words. Fuyun, your body is still there, but if you don't return to the underworld, that shell will still hold your breath. Even so, it is still a dead shell It’s gone, it’s useless, you know?”

Fu Yun was a little confused, but still nodded.

"Forget it, your wish has been fulfilled." As he said that, Bai Wuchang waved his sleeves, and a gust of wind rose.

Riding on the wind, Fu Yun finally came to Fu Ling's side again.

Fu Yun didn't know how long he had been dead, but in the mortal world, a long time seemed to have passed.

Fu Ling was wearing armor and was called a general by the people around him. A group of people gathered around the sand table in the tent, as if they were in wartime.

Fu Yun suddenly thought that he was dead, and the mortal affairs had nothing to do with him. As long as he was by Fu Ling's side, he would be satisfied.

After staying by Fu Ling's side for many days, Fu Yun finally understood the situation.

After being shot by an arrow that day, Fu Ling and Fu Ze escaped, rescued the survivors in the village, and launched an uprising.

Because Miaojiang was in turmoil and the people were in dire straits, everyone joined the uprising army one after another.With Fuling leading the rebel army, the Miao army was defeated steadily, the morale of the rebel army increased greatly, and Fuling was embraced as a general.

When Fu Yun saw that Fu Ling was carefully preserving his body that still had a trace of breath, his eyes suddenly became sour. If it wasn't for Yin Soul who couldn't cry, Fu Yun might have burst into tears.

While leading the army to fight, Fu Ling sought medical treatment everywhere, looking for a way to wake Fu Yun up again, but to no avail.

In the end, Fu Ling led the rebel army and defeated King Miao's eldest son, Ge Kesi. King Miao voluntarily abdicated and announced the victory of the rebel army.

Fu Yun watched from a distance, Fu Ling was embraced by the crowd as King Miao, but there was no trace of joy on his brows.

After becoming a ghost, Fuyun felt that the years were like the sun, and time passed quickly.In a blink of an eye, Fu Ling had grown fine white hair.

The body that was lying in the dormitory and would never open its eyes was gradually showing signs of aging.

Every time Fu Yun sees Fu Ling dismissing everyone around him after dealing with the government affairs, and talking alone with his body that won't wake up again, he feels his chest congested and unbearable.

Every time Fu Ling sat on the side of the bed, holding the hand of the body and talking, Fu Yun would rest his head on Fu Ling's lap and listen to him talking to "myself".Although most of the words were sour love words, after hearing this, Fu Yun still wanted to cry for no reason.

Occasionally, Fu Ling would stop suddenly, or what he was doing, and look in the direction of Fu Yun, and call out uncertainly, "Fu Yun?"

"Well, I'm here."

It's just that you can't see or hear me anymore.

The courtiers beside Fu Ling all persuaded him to accept the concubine, and all they got was Fu Ling's frowning and silence.After a long time, no one dared to persuade him anymore.

On a certain day 20 years later, amidst the cries of all the courtiers, Fu Ling's body gradually lost its breath.His life span is over.

"Fuyun, have you been guarding me?"

"Well, didn't you agree that I won't leave you?"

The author has something to say:

New Year’s Eve, another post~ Everyone should be busy celebrating the New Year, wow, thank you for your kindness from the beginning. The story of Kongling Tianjun and Xianyun Xianjun is coming to an end, but interesting The story will never end. When the finale is over, Putao has to be pretentious. I wish the cuties a happy new year in advance, love you, (`)