"Huh. Sheng Jing glanced at him, "Do you have nothing to do?"

Fu Rujing was like a cat that had been stepped on by the tail, and almost jumped up, "What in front of you, this is my island of the dead, my territory, what do you think Your Majesty, what ambiguous words do you say." ”

Sheng Jing, "You're thinking too much. ”

Who was too divergent, he didn't say anything.

Fu Rujing's face is flat, and it is very unpleasant to look at the grand scene," Zijinhua asked me to make a body for him, he wanted a heartthrob man's face, Your Majesty, you are really miserable, Her Royal Highness the princess has no affection for you, and there is a heartthrob dangling in front of her, the probability of changing her heart is too great, besides, this heartthrob blows her brainlessly, and will never do anything against her will, and she has a heart, oh the eye, it is simply a tailor-made partner, and when you go home ten years later, you will find that your wife and children are not your own, they have become heartthrobs Zijinhua, a family of three loves each other, you will become an outsider, but it is really miserable。 ”

Spectacular, "......"

Sheng Jing and Fu Rujing hurt each other so far, the first time Fu Rujing poked the most secret pain in his heart, Fu Rujing was right, Zijinhua and Dugu Qingluan have the same mind, and always stand in Dugu Qingluan's position to think about things, never do anything against Dugu Qingluan, accompanied Dugu Qingluan through the most depressed days in five years, the meaning of Zijin Flower to Dugu Qingluan is more important than Huanhuan.

Nowadays, he still wants the face of a heartthrob?

Sheng Jing's face sank, Fu Rujing was very happy, and for the first time he had the upper hand, which made him extremely proud, "Your Majesty, don't be annoyed and angry, be calm, you have encountered too many unsatisfactory things, and you don't care about these two things." ”

Sheng Jing took the book that he put aside, read it carefully, and no longer paid attention to Fu Rujing, he wanted to pay attention to Fu Rujing again, he was a dog! Fu Rujing was very happy, and walked away with a smile.

The island is a big prison, Sheng Jing soon found a new pleasure, cultivating roses in the barren land of the mountains behind the island of the dead, and he didn't know where his interest came from, and he died batch after batch of roses, but he didn't give up.

The Island of the Dead has been deserted for many years, the land is barren, and even the vegetation is rare, let alone cultivating roses.

This will cultivate a rose in the wasteland, and he will obey the scene.

Sheng Jing is an all-round person, and living alone for thousands of years has given him time to learn a lot of things, almost anything, and cultivating roses is also very easy to do.

Dugu Qingluan has always liked irises and roses, but the people under Fu Rujing's hands didn't find irises, and they found something different from what Dugu Qingluan liked, so they could only cultivate roses.

Fu Rujing held a piece of grass in his mouth, watching the grand scene planting roses on the charred black land, sneering, it was really idle eggs, of course, on the island where birds don't, it did seem to be egg pain, otherwise, who would cultivate roses.

"I can't grow it. Fu Rujing said, "Your Majesty, you really like to do useless work, do you look at this land suitable for the dead to live, suitable for cultivating roses?"

It's not suitable at all, and Sheng Jing knows it.

Sheng Jing didn't care about Fu Rujing, on the island, other people of the psychic clan didn't dare to come and talk to Sheng Jing, except for Fu Rujing, in fact, Sheng Jing couldn't find anyone to speak.

But he felt that he was better suited to be alone.