Chapter 143: Don't Go
"What if my father doesn't agree?"
Su Chuanfang blinked her eyes and asked mischievously.
Even though she had to face the cruel truth, she still didn't interrupt Zhan Feihong's words, perhaps, she wanted to enjoy the happiness that a woman should have in this last parting moment.
Even if it's just a fantasy.
"Then keep kneeling, if it doesn't work for a year and a half, three or five years, ten years and eight years, in short, when will he be soft-hearted, when will I marry you!" The young man finally waited for Su Chuanfang to speak, and then said harder.
"Ten years, eight years? At that time, I was old, would you not want me?"
"When you are old, that is, when I am old, how do you say it?"
Zhan Feihong scratched his cheeks, suddenly grabbed Miss Su's tender little hand, with a jerky expression on his face, and said softly: "Hold the hand of the son, grow old with the son-"
Su Chuanfang's eyes were misty again, and she asked again: "If I am so old that I am paralyzed on the bed and unable to move, will you leave me?"
"My feet are your feet, and if I can move a step, I will carry you a step. β
"If I lose my teeth, I won't be able to chew foodβ"
"I'll help you make porridge and soup, or chew it until it's rotten, and feed it to youγγγγγγ β
Miss Su asked sentence by sentence, and the tears in her eyes finally couldn't accumulate, slid down the white jade-like skin to her chin, and finally soaked the placket of her clothes.
Gently wiping the sparkle off her face, she stood on tiptoe, her soft lips imprinted on the boy's mouth.
"Thank youγγγγγγ Thank you for your words, Feihong, I'm really satisfied. β
The trembling of the fingers stopped, Su Chuanfang violently pushed the other party's body away, and shook his hand to pull the snake hairpin inserted in the hair into his palm.
Grabbing Zhan Feihong's arm, she put the snake hairpin on the tiger's mouth, and then closed the young man's open five fingers one by one, and then put on the usual smile that only she could pose.
Looking at this smiling face full of taste, Zhan Feihong's heart was empty. Because he knows that the other party has made up a determination that will never be changed again.
At this time, no matter what he said, it didn't work.
"Don't go. β
But Zhan Feihong is Zhan Feihong after all, no matter how dead his heart is, he still has to try again and again.
Grabbing the girl who was about to pass him, he continued, "Don't go!"
The girl's footsteps hesitated for a moment with his shout, and she heard it very clearly, and the young man's tone had lost the tone of discussion.
"You can't go. β
Zhan Feihong shook his head and said vigorously.
The young man's voice seemed to be mixed with magic power, causing Su Chuanfang's breathing, which had finally stabilized, to be messy again.
However, she knew very well that she could not hesitate any longer.
Since you can't make up your mind, let someone help you onceγγγγγγ
"Wolf slave, do as we say!" A voice that shouted out after desperately trying to shout echoed around the waterfall, and in less than half a breath, the wolf slave ran to the two of them like a bloody shadow.
He glanced at the young man, who grabbed His Highness's arm, raised a finger, and poked it in the crook of the young man's arm.
The fingertips that covered the cold steel armor brewed a thick red halo, and Zhan Feihong only felt that his entire arm was out of control, and his heart ached.
"Don't hurt him!" Su Chuanfang's face immediately showed an anxious look, she glared at the wolf slave fiercely, and shouted angrily.
"Your Highness, I'm using the Blood Demon Sealing Realm!" the wolf slave hurriedly explained in that multiple voice, and at the same time, he vigorously broke the five fingers that Fei Hong was holding onto.
But what he didn't expect was that Zhan Feihong had obviously hit the finger of this sealing spirit vein, and his hand was still so powerful. If you use more force, you will not hurt Your Highness, but you will hurt this kid.
"Don't go!"
When the wolf slave was embarrassed, Zhan Feihong shouted again.
"Phenomγγγγγγ Hearing the young man's shout, Su Chuanfang's pupils shrank, and his eyes involuntarily wanted to look at the young man.
It was still the wolf slave's quick eyes, and he continued to shoot with his blocking fingers, connecting the seven spiritual points on the young man's neck, and the power of the blood demon instantly eroded his throat, making him unable to make any more sound.
But at the same time, Zhan Feihong's other hand grabbed Su Chuanfang's arm, and the back of this hand was impressively imprinted with the sigil of the Earth Immortal Mouse!
The brown light flashed, and when Miss Su came to her senses, she was already in the arms of the young man.
Don't go β
Don't go β
Don't go β
The silent throat burst out with shouts again and again, with the spirituality of the girl, how could she not see the meaning in this mouthpiece?
"Phenomγγγγγγ β
A pair of white palms covered her mouth, Su Chuanfang's eyes were already red, she didn't want the other party to see her soft-heartedness.
However, her appearance is tantamount to the opposite effect.
Zhan Feihong was about to use his mouth shape to express something again, when suddenly two huge pains came up from his knees!
"Do you think you'll be able to run away?"
The multiple chorus sounded into the young man's ears, and then the back of the young man's heart was also pointed out by the block, and the whole person fell forward.
The wolf slave's eyes couldn't help but flash a hint of pride, and just as he was about to take out a few more fingers to completely seal Zhan Feihong's body, the brown light lit up in front of him again.
The wolf slave's eyelids hidden under the helmet couldn't help twitching, and the two blood-mist-shrouded eyes swept into the distance, and the whole person turned into a blood shadow to chase after him.
"Feihong, let me go, it's too late if you don't let it go!"
At the point where the brown light landed, the two of them rolled on the ground, and the girl reached out and hugged the young man's head, shouting anxiously.
And the young man's mouth was still the stubborn words to the end, and his hands never let go of the girl.
"It's a stalker. β
In less than half a breath, the wolf slave chased after the two of them, and he looked coldly at Zhan Feihong, who was still trembling on his flanks, and said with disdain.
"Shut up!"
Hearing the wolf slave's words, Su Chuanfang's hair burned a trace of blood red, she hugged the young man tightly, and shouted angrily: "He has suffered enough for me, you talk nonsense again, believe it or not, I tore your mouth apart!"
The wolf slave immediately lowered his head and said no more, still disdainful of the young man's actions in his heart.
"Phenomγγγγγγ I have to go, you have to be aloneγγγγγγ Don't go to meγγγγγγ Su Chuanfang muttered as he reached out to break the young man's ten fingers.
But the more she broke up, the more distressed she became, and she couldn't succeed for a long time.
"Your Highness, it's still the wolf slave to help you. The wolf slave watched it from the side, the red dot in his hand flashed three times, and Zhan Feihong's body completely lost control, and the whole person was in a state of numbness.