Early the next morning, Fukong habitually got up early and exercised in the morning.

Although for a true martial artist of his level, this kind of behavior was completely unnecessary to maintain his state, but the habits that had been left over from earlier made him unwilling to change them.

A little later, Zhuang He also got up, and she could already show her beautiful face by simply dressing up, and then she was ready for morning tea for the two, and the two would not get tired of being together all day long after dining together, after all, they were not a couple in love, I really want to say that after the two made a marriage contract under the arrangement of Zhuang and their father, they have been tired of it for many years.

"Go to school?" After eating morning tea, Fukong watched the village and prepared to go out.

"Well, there's a class today." Zhuang and Yingdao.

After graduating from school, Zhuang He chose to go back to work as a professor of anomalies in his spare time, and I heard that he was one of the most popular professors in the school.

Fukong felt that he didn't live up to his name, and as one of the best teachers in the best school of the dynasty, he couldn't teach Fukong magic.

Of course, this is occasionally joked.

"Stay safe." Fukong said suddenly.

Zhuang He looked at Fukong with some surprise: "What's wrong?" ”

"No, you just think about it." The empty surface does not change color.

Zhuang He was inexplicable, his beautiful eyes turned and he smiled: "Then if you kiss me, I will have a sense of security." ”

"Come less." Fokon politely refused.

Zhuang He was immediately angry and walked up quickly.

Of course Fukong could dodge, but even he knew that he couldn't hide at this time, and after a moment when the lips of the two lightly overlapped, Zhuang He turned around with a smile, and his figure directly turned into blue starlight and disappeared.

Fukong was not ashamed at all.

Even in public, he will not be shy because of the interaction between husband and wife, and it is even more impossible for the two to be alone at home.

Looking at the mansion, which was left alone and looked extremely deserted, he shook his head slightly.

During this time, he took the initiative to choose to go back to the mountains to participate in the war, Zhuang He was at home alone, and most of the time he probably felt this way.

When he came to the courtyard, he looked at the healthy and beautiful flowers in front of him, and his eyes were a little distracted.

……

He thinks that he is a very determined person, and his personality is indeed not so approachable, but among all the people in the theater, he is currently the most deeply concerned about his own world.

He has feelings for this country, after all, he has fought for it, and he has been entrusted by the old emperor to become the last guard of the dynasty.

After retiring early, he traveled all over the country with Zhuang He, and he also had a nostalgia for the customs here.

Of course, a major premise of all this lies in his wife Zhuang He.

He is not the only person in the play who has ever been married, and the demon lord has also been.

The demon lord was just a political marriage caused by the family, and not long after he got married, he almost forgot the name of his wife because of the perennial war. But the demon lord also has an emotional history.,I remember it's still a princess with a hostile country.,Of course, the ending is not very beautiful.,When the country perished under the demon infestation.,The demon lord didn't see the last side at all.。

And Fukong, in this marriage, does love Zhuang He.

At the same time, there are too many lessons for people in the play.

The pain of being involuntarily, the parting of missing arms.

Sometimes he feels restless in the theater, because he feels happy, at least for now, and he feels like he hasn't paid enough for his happiness compared to the rest of the theater.

Perhaps the sword of Damocles above his head may fall at any time.

He was scared.

But for the sake of Zhuang He, he still asked, asked Mr. Liangdao.

"Is there really no way to go through that inevitable calamity?"

He repeatedly asked the Demon Lord and Red not to give up hope of life, but when he faced the dark possibility, it was difficult to give an affirmative answer.

If Zhuang He is gone, will he really not seek death with self-defeat?

This is the weakness of Fukong.

The destruction of the gang he had built as a child, even the slightest touch, reminded him of the feeling of losing everything he had.

Facing his sincere inquiry, Liang Dao thought for a moment: "The Peach Blossom Tribulation is my joking title, and it is not accurate to say that it is a love calamity, and the transformation of what is lost is the most unforgettable relative to people." No 'protagonist' is smooth sailing. ”

"So, do you have to go through it?" Fukong didn't really want to hear these words, even though he knew that this was the usual style of Liangdao.

"While you don't like ambiguous answers, I can't say that for sure. The fate of mortals can change abruptly, what about us? And, boy Fukong, with all due respect, I can understand your concern, but your current hesitation will make you doomed to be unable to escape the catastrophe you deserve. ”

The benevolent man retracted his smile and looked at Fukong lightly.

"Please advise." Fukong was not unhappy at all, and even he himself was distressed by his weakness.

"If I had to give you an answer now, my answer would be: Look at Kirfen."

"What?" Fukong frowned.

The benevolent shrugged: "I know you don't like dogs, and you are even jealous, because his experience is too smooth, and he is not as anxious about unknown calamities as you are now." ”

Fukong was silent for a moment, and nodded slowly: "Hmm." ”

Indeed, the main reason why he doesn't like Kefen is not just because Kefen is too bearish, but mainly because Kefen is the luckiest person in the play.

Even the final ordeal was covered by the two mothers of will.

Compared to others, I am so lucky.

For various reasons, the other people in the play don't care, and I'm afraid they haven't even treated Ke Fen as a person.

But it is precisely because Fukong is anxious and looking for a breakthrough that Kefen's existence is very eye-catching.

Of course, he can't really have ill will towards Ke Fen, he is a true martial artist, if he doesn't have this mind, he can already fight back and practice again.

"Luckily for Kefen, his misfortune fell on the mother who raised him. However, this does not mean that he has not experienced hardship, but he is the most optimistic of us, because he is so heartless that he probably doesn't realize that he may have experienced something bad. The lover said, and couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Fukong was thoughtful.

"Not to mention, he couldn't even enter the theater spontaneously and steadily." But soon, the good man retracted his smile and said.

The theater is a haven for people who find solace in the play.

But in his long wandering life, Ke Fen can really only live like a wild animal, and he can't even find a way to go to the theater.

Seeing Fukong's silent appearance, the lover thought for a moment and continued: "Then let's put it another way, if I tell you directly, there is no hope, the catastrophe is destined to happen, and you are destined to lose something important from your existing life. Even so, are you going to sit still? ”

Listening to the words of the beloved, Fukong closed his eyes slightly, and then opened them again, and his gray snowflake-like eyes had regained their due perseverance: "I understand." ”

How can the "Martial God", who has relied on his fists all the way from childhood to adulthood, be cowardly because he is afraid of the unknown darkness?

If that darkness really exists, then what he has to do is not to worry about being scared and find a way to escape, but to continue to use his fists to break it!

Looking at Fukong's expression, Liangdao smiled with satisfaction: "Very good, so that this topic has the value of continuing to talk." Actually, combined with the information of the 'Dry Red' detachment, as well as what I've been trying, I have a little bit of experience, I don't know if you are willing to try with me? ”

Fukong couldn't help laughing: "Heh, you were waiting for me here?" Do you know what the troupe director thinks? ”

"He knew that we were going to be scolded." The benevolent coughed lightly.

Subsequently, Fukong said seriously: "I would like to hear about it." ”

……

(End of chapter)