As soon as the words fell, Wu Shuang was suddenly stunned, and her voice was like a hungry ghost from hell shouting, but it came from Zhao Youmo's mouth and frightened her.

But at this moment, he saw that Wang Fugui's whole person was dissipating, turning into a piece of fragments and gradually dissipating.

Wu Shuang was stunned, he couldn't believe it, at this time, she was already crying without tears, and she was at a loss, so she had to hug Zhao Youmo tightly, trembling all over.

"Come back." Zhao Youmo's mouth still emitted the sound of a hungry ghost from hell, changing one after another.

Suddenly, Zhao Youmo's body emitted a dark red light, and then colorful lines appeared on it.

I saw that Wang Fugui had completely dissipated into time, "You come back to me." Zhao Youmo said suddenly.

Surrounded by colorful colors, Zhao Hemo suddenly shone brightly, and spit out a mouthful of fresh blood, splashing on the place where Wang Fugui dissipated.

Suddenly, it rained in the sky, and the people in the town looked up at the sky, very depressed, and there was a sense of tension that the mountain rain was coming.

The lord of the four directions looked at the sky at the same time, looking at the sky above Wang Fugui's house, there was a pillar of light that ordinary people could not see, dark red, surrounded by colorful colors, falling from the sky.

"Rules," the Lord of the Quartet whispered.

Where Wang Fugui disappeared, a dark red colorful color began to surround his body after a blood shadow appeared, and slowly appeared in a person, the figure was the same as Wang Fugui, and the last face of the figure also appeared, Wang Fugui.

"Husband?" Wu Shuang cried with joy, Wang Fugui came back from the dead, and the moment he just dissipated was clearly a sign of his soul being scattered, but at this moment, he came back completely, and Zhao Hemo in his arms did not continue to shout, as if he was tired and fell asleep.

"Huh? Is it really dead? "The moment Wang Fugui faced the rules, he knew that he would definitely die, but the little guy must be saved.

"No, after death, the soul will be scattered, how to retain a trace of consciousness, then there is no death at this moment, there is still a chance." Wang Fugui exuded divine consciousness and felt the situation around him, but he was conscious but unable to move an inch.

"Heh, this is imprisoned." At this moment, Wu Shuang's cry and a terrifying cry came from his ears, constantly shouting, "Come back, come back, come back." There was no sound, and they all hit the cage strongly, and the cage shattered with a little "click".

When he opened his eyes, he saw Wu Shuang, who was crying and happy, and Zhao Hemo, the sleeping little guy.

Wang Fugui got up and hugged the two, patted Wu Shuang's back, and said softly, "It's okay, it's okay, aren't I coming back?" ”

The voice gradually stabilized, Wang Fugui borrowed Zhao and Mo from Wu Shuang's hand, hugged him in his arms and said, "You little guy, you can't say it clearly, but you almost let me take my life in, see if I don't kiss you." ”

"Whoa, whoa." Wang Fugui's chin was a little scumbag, and it was a kiss to Zhao Hemo's forehead.

Maybe it was stinging, Zhao Youmo opened his big round eyes, looked at Wang Fugui who was rushing towards him, and waved his little hand "snap"

A clear sound filled the room.

This time it was Wu Shuang's turn to be confused, and the air in the room was quiet for two seconds.

"Haha" Wu Shuang couldn't help laughing, and after a while, he experienced great joy and sorrow, first someone came to ask for a son, and then her husband almost lost his soul.

Finally, after this slap, it was as if all the gloom had disappeared, and the couple knew that this might be the last warmth, and that there might be no more warmth for a long time in the future.

The two of them hugged Zhao and Mo to experience a whole day's life, Wu Shuang washed diapers, Wang Fugui cooked, it seemed very warm, but the two knew that in the dead of night, someone would come to pick up the little guy.

The three of them came to the lake together, watching the sunset end, and the sunset reflected half of the sky, which was particularly beautiful.

If everyone makes the old have an end, the strong have a use, the young have a growth, the widows, the lonely and the sick, all have support, how beautiful this world should be.

This may be the final plan of the adult.

Night was quietly falling, and the couple had already returned home with Xiao and Mo.

Wang Fugui is still teasing Xiao Yumo, and Wu Shuang has also been instilling in Xiao Yumo, what should I do if my mother is not around in the future, what should I do, what should I do when I encounter things, but I forgot that the little guy, Zhao Youmo, is only three years old.

The woman in the black hat led everyone to the door of Wang Fugui and his wife again.

"Knock knock" The woman in the hat knocked on the door and said, "Duckweed Sword Fairy, when the time is up, we will come to greet Childe again." ”

Wang Fugui has been exuding divine sense since he recovered from his physical body, and he has been probing around, and the woman in the black hat suddenly appeared in front of the door, he knew it, and was waiting for them to speak.

"Madame, let's go, let's go and see off the little one." After that, Wang Fugui opened the door and held his wife Wu Shuang in his hand, and Wu Shuang went out with Zhao and Mo in his arms.

"Duckweed Sword Fairy, leave the son to us, I swear again, I will definitely protect the son, unless we all die." The woman spoke slowly, and at the same time made an oath of heavenly rules.

"Well, a few people have worked hard, and the children will be handed over to a few in the future." Wang Fugui's voice trembled, but Zhao Hemo, who Wu Shuang was holding in his hand, was getting tighter and tighter, as if it was impossible to let go.

"Madam, you can still go to Mo'er in the future, it's not that you can't see Mo'er in this life, it's okay." Wang Fugui hugged Wu Shuang tightly, and then took Zhao Hemo from his hand, Zhao Hemo was already asleep at this time, groggy, as if he was asleep, Wang Fugui lowered his head, "Haw." He kissed Zhao Hemo's forehead, then handed it to the woman in black and turned around.

"Hurry up, otherwise, I'm afraid I can't help but kill them all, get out!!" Wang Fugui didn't look back and endured the intense heartache, he was afraid that he couldn't help but kill them all.

"Withdraw," said the woman in the hat, and the person was gone, and everyone had to follow quickly, otherwise, they would be finished.

After everyone left, Wu Shuang cried loudly, and the tears couldn't be stopped at all, Wang Fugui had to hug him, went back to the house, waved his hand, and the door was closed.

Yes, Zhao and Mo left, it turned out that the babbling little guy left the house, the house seemed extraordinarily quiet, and the messy things on the bed were gone.

In the future, the two of them don't have to wash diapers anymore, they don't have to worry every day, and they can't sleep in the middle of the night.

Wang Fugui kept holding his wife, and when he returned to the wing, he put him on the bed, Wu Shuang grabbed the quilt, and the whole person hid in it, trembling and crying.

Wang Fugui comforted on the side, but the more he spoke, the more wrong he felt in his own heart, and both of them fell into sadness, and it took a long time to come to their senses.

Since then, there is no more Zhao and Mo in Yizhen, and from then on, Wang Fugui and his wife have no such saliva baby at home.

But they don't know where Zhao and Mo are, and where is Weizhen.