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Whoever called Zhuoyi, she came anyway, and Serya kept quiet, because she was banned, and it didn't make sense to say anything.
His recovery apparently failed, and he lost his body, stealing chickens and rice.
However, Fuchuan always felt that this person's soul should have glanced at him, and Zhuo Yi did not kill him directly, which means that the temple has reservations about this matter.
It's not good news for her, but there's nothing she can do.
The Fish-Man King was frightened and turned around and fled, not caring about the others, but as soon as he turned around, a gun pierced its heart.
It's like killing chickens.
The dust has settled.
The torrential rain began to subside, and Fuchuan drove Xie Ke'er's body to the bamboo forest, just in time to see that Fuya had already given birth to a baby girl.
Yes, she saw at a glance that it was a baby girl.
And the newborn baby girl, it never cried, its eyes were closed, as if it was very weak, like a dead baby.
But hadn't there been a baby's cry before? So who is this child?
She suddenly felt a little hesitant and uneasy, and she didn't know whether to get closer, but she seemed to see Fuyu's eyes, Fuchuan paused, and walked over.
The baby was completely detached, but Fuya looked like a dilapidated doll, and she didn't know whether it was blood or rain that was wet, she lay there quietly, watching Fukawa approach as her life passed.
Fuyu watched as the man gripped his fingers.
This man is always like this, advancing and retreating in a measured manner, and never trespassing.
The two looked at each other.
Fuchuan didn't ask if the soul means that hit Flosius's soul before were issued by her, nor did he ask her what role she played behind it, just looked at her quietly and frowned.
She didn't look at the child, but the mother who watched first.
Fu Ying didn't try to shake her fingers, just looked at her wordlessly.
Everyone was silent.
Because they all saw that the child did not have any vitality, it was a dead baby.
Zhou Linlang promised Fu Yu not to tell the first child, but the result of the second child was obvious.
It died as soon as it was born.
Tonight's events are still too great, and no child can afford such a toss.
Wei Mingtang handed the child to Fuchuan.
Fuchuan was stunned, she hesitated, but still hugged the child.
I don't know why, when the child came to her arms and approached her heart, Fuchuan suddenly felt that something was wrong.
It was as if my heart had stopped beating all of a sudden.
She knew it was a dead baby, but she was really beautiful and well-behaved, but she didn't move.
Fuchuan was suddenly sad.
It seems that Jiang Youci is as sad as she said to her.
She lowered her head, half-knelt on the ground, held the dead baby, and hid her face over it, and the tears that could not be shed finally fell on the child.
"If there is a child in our family, Chuanchuan must be very beautiful like me."
"You old man, shameless, the children of Chuanchuan must be like me, I was the village flower of our village when I was young."
"Bah, baa, press your spring roll skin, I'm still a village grass, Chuanchuan, Chuanchuan, help grandpa get a soy sauce."
"Kawakawa, Kawakawa"
She experienced two deaths in one day.
But none of her could be undone.
Far away on Luoshen Island, Xie Siyi turned his head and saw that Fuchuan was already sitting on the big stone on the edge of the beach, probably too weak, bowing slightly, and the blood on the white robe was shocking.
She is an elf, but she is injured, and the skin under her feet is full of knife cuts, and even the light source can't repair it.
But the most heart-pumping thing was the bloody eye holes in her face.
She sat there quietly, her hair slightly covering her forehead, but blood running down her pale cheeks.
Shocking.
Suddenly, Tutu and the big bear came, and Fuchuan changed from a quiet state a little, noticed it, reached out to cover the somewhat scary eye hole, and wiped the blood with his hand.
Tutu is running over, he also participated in the fight, the suspenders are stained with blood, the beautiful hair is wet, he has been looking for Fuchuan, when he saw people, he was very happy, Da Da Da ran with a gun.
"Sister, sister."
Running to him, he dropped his gun with a snap and came to him, only to be picked up by the bear and thrown over his shoulder.
"She's fine, you go with me to heal others, you little security guard, didn't you say you want to protect me?"
Tutu probably noticed it, sitting on the shoulder of the big bear and still looking at Fuchuan.
Fuchuan stretched out his hand, and the big bear bent down to bring the dirt on his shoulder, and asked her to reach out and rub his head.
Tutu felt Fukawa's fingers tremble a little.
Then, the bear walked away with the soil.
Fuchuan lowered his head again, but his body trembled slightly, because he sensed that something was wrong with the baby in Xie Ke'er's arms.
"A long-term love bear, able to perceive the emotions of living beings."
"The people who anticipated the situation in advance and contacted me, why is it so painful when the big picture is decided?"
Zhuoyi didn't know when she appeared next to Fuchuan, and Fuchuan turned his head to look at her.
As a goddess, this person's body seems to be shrouded in the authority and ethereal of the temple, which is probably due to the extraordinary tokens of the temple on his body, or the power of order that he has been influenced by his beliefs for a long time.
This man's eyes were like a starry sky.
The moment they looked at each other, they almost instantly dragged her into a memory, the past, and the past that came to this world, and then kept going back and forth, reaching x5 stars, and even going back
Fu Chuan looked at her for a while, then lowered his head, pinched his thoughts, and said calmly: "You gouge out your eyeballs, don't you hurt?" β
Are you talking to the goddess?
Burning clothes were stunned, but fortunately he didn't get angry, "As an agreement, the Se Yao belongs to me, and my temple is free to negotiate with the empire to deal with it, but the Sea Dry King Stone belongs to you." β
"But"
Her finger lifted slightly, and pointed at the corner of Fuchuan's eyeball, which had been gouged out.
The turquoise vitality is like a budding lifeform, taking root and sprouting at the location of her eyes, and returning the eyeballs that were gouged out before
Flawless, embedded, blended into one.
The wounds on her body were also rapidly healing until they were flawless, until only the torn clothes on her body were enough to become a slight blemish on her body.
This is the power of the goddess.
Fuchuan was still a little calm, "You have already paid you." β
"In return for you choosing me instead of another god son or goddess."
Zhuoyi withdrew his hand, turned around and peeled off the coffin and the corpse of Serya, handed over the terrifying value of the Haiqu King Stone to Fuchuan, seemed to think of something when he tore the space, and turned around and said a few words in front of the Ziyi Marquis and others who arrived.
"Have you ever considered being my junior officer, the only one."
"When the time comes, I recommend you to be a goddess."
"Although if you have the heart, you can get it yourself, but after all, it is a waste of time."
These words made the purple-clothed Hou, who originally wanted to chat with Fuchuan, pause, and his expression was silent.
But what made his cheek muscles tremble even more was that this damn elf's expression was a little weird, and he asked Zhuoyi, "Didn't you say that you would never look for a young officer?" β
Yes?
Zhuo Yi then remembered that he had indeed said such a thing, as if he was a little slapped in the face.
"How do you know you're here?"
"My friend said that."
ββ
The temptation was over in one round, and Zhuo Yi glanced at the little man who was crying with the dead baby on Fushu Island, and raised his eyebrows.
"Then you should tell your friends that the child is not dead and that he is crying early."
Yes?
Fuchuan was stunned, but Zhuo Yi had already torn the space and left, and the space was closed.
And Xie Keer, who was crying with the baby on Fushu Island, heard the child's cry and was stunned, and the child urinated.
Soggy and hot.
She: "??? β
Others: ""
Only Fu Yan looked at Xie Ke'er's sluggish and ignorant expression, she looked at it for a while, turned her face, and gently hooked her fingers on the bamboo leaves on the ground, the leaves were bent by her fingers, and she gently closed her eyes.
The breath is long and quiet, like a summer cicada falling on the branches of autumn maples, in the winter wind and snow, disturbing the pool in spring.
ββββββββ
When the dust settles, the overall situation is fine.
Those who have escaped death weep bitterly, those who are ambitious calculate their merits, and those who have ghosts in their hearts tremble
on the spaceship.
Fuchuan went out to have a meeting with Ziyihou and these people, and the Fuyu in the room was lying on his clothes as if he was resting, and the child was also sleeping in the crib next to him.
After a while, Fuya opened his eyes and saw a man appear in the room.
It was dark and the sky was starry outside.
The man sat in a chair and looked at the baby girl on the bed.
"Ah, I really didn't expect you to be so bold and change your plans temporarily."
"Do you know that this time the plan was changed, you didn't make this kid work as promised, and it would take us a few more years to do that."
Fu Yan looked at this person coldly, and said lightly: "I have reported to the adults, if I don't agree, I will stick to the original plan." β
"Then have you ever reported this child?"
"Cut off the soul power and bloodline to feed this baby who can't survive in the first place, what are you trying to do?"
The person in the chair spoke in an unhurried and emotionless tone, but Fuyu's mood did not fluctuate in any other way, and he said in a calmer tone, "If someone likes it, she has meaning." β
The man in the chair frowned, but did not speak, but looked at the shadowy corner of the side bathroom.
Somebody is coming over there.
The other party leaned against the wall and said hoarsely: "I really don't care about a few more years, it's good now, the situation is better than I imagined." β
Fuya was afraid of this person, just as the latter suddenly appeared and took the first baby, which was not actually in the plan, she didn't know what other plans the other party had because of the agreement she changed halfway, but at least for now
"I'm a little strange, if there wasn't Xie Ke'er and that Fuchuan at that time, would you plan to make your own move? Aren't you afraid of apostasy halfway? β
The man in the chair: "Don't you trust me so much because you don't have me?" β
Fuyu: "I don't think a pervert has much credibility. β
The man in the chair: "If you touch your conscience and compare me to your cheap fiancΓ©, you won't say such things." β
The person in the shadows: "I'm more curious, it's just a matter of you changing your plan, after all, according to the current situation, the original plan is indeed more risky, and now if the conditions are a little more stable, it will not hinder a few years, but you haven't reported to me that you not only took the risk of using soul power to attack Bai Shen when you were giving birth, but later cut off your soul to suppress the power of the ocean, guide the energy under the sea, and delay the resurrection time of Serya, so nervous, are you afraid that I won't be able to save you?" β
Fuyu pursed his lips, "I'm sorry, I almost exposed, plus I changed my plans in advance, and I'm willing to pay the price - I don't want the promised reward before." β
She didn't tell the truth.
The man in the chair poked the sleeping baby girl lightly with his finger, and heard the man say, "You didn't intend to ask for that payment, but it's your business - I care about people lying to me." β
Fu Ying knew that there was no way to hide it, so he could only say calmly: "He has nothing to do with this matter, there is no need to get involved in it from the beginning, which will make the situation more complicated." β
"So you're blaming me?"
"It's not."
As soon as Fuyage denied it, the man in the shadows suddenly appeared by the window and pressed her throat with one hand.
It doesn't exert force, and it doesn't hurt, but it's full of pressure.
Fuya's throat squirmed, as if adjusting his breathing, but it was calm.
"My lord, I just don't want to owe favors."
The man didn't know whether to believe it or not, anyway, he didn't let go of his hand, walked to the window, opened the curtain, and saw the bright Milky Way in the starry sky outside.
"This world is so beautiful, but Fuyu, in three years, you will die, and God will not be able to save you."
The man in the chair was silent, and looked at Fuya, half of his face was favored by the warm orange light, but the other half was hidden in the deep darkness, and she said, "I know, so in three years, give him my share of the reward." β
The man standing in front of the window looking at the scenery outside turned around and looked at her, "Are you sure, that is a wealth that even the Marquis in Purple will be crazy about." β
With her eyes down, she rubbed the tips of her left fingers, her voice calm.
"That's another price."
"He deserves it." οΌοΌοΌ