Chapter 72: True Body

Yuen Long's face was extremely ugly, his brows were furrowed, and he kept touching her pulse.

In the middle of the night, Yuen Long raised his head, and there was a chill between his eyebrows.

Wan Huan looked embarrassed, then raised his hand, wiped the blood from his lips, and laughed embarrassedly: "I wanted to make a joke with you, it's funny, haha......"

Yuen Long said gloomily: "I see that the cold winter is coming, and I still lack a big body to keep out the cold, how about being a snow-white fox fur big cloud?"

Duan Huan touched his head, pretending not to understand: "The fox fur is too white to tolerate dirt." ā€

"It's okay, I'll make a short one. ā€

"The short ones are short, and they are not good-looking. ā€

Suddenly, Yuen Long's face changed slightly.

Seeing that Yuen Long had become solemn in an instant, he straightened his sleeves slightly, then turned his head to look at the outside of the secret room, and said in a deep voice: "Since you've been listening outside for a long time, why don't you come in?"

Wan Huan was slightly stunned, and then turned around, only to see a figure standing faintly outside the secret room.

When I looked at it through the moonlight, I realized that it was my father standing there.

He didn't know how long he stood there, staring at the two of them with a pale face.

I sighed in my heart, and almost subconsciously stood up.

Yuen Long subconsciously stood in front of him, stopping the little Duan Huan behind him.

Huanhuan just wanted to hide behind Yuen Long and be an ostrich, and she really didn't dare to look at her father's face.

Daddy must have been angry.

Yuen Long arched his hand at him, which was regarded as a salute.

Daddy sneered, "I'm just a fox demon in Qingqiu, how dare I accept the gift of Lord Night God?"

Yuen Long didn't seem to take his father's provocation to heart, and his face didn't look gloomy at all, but he said slowly: "Mr. Buchen is the father of Duhuan. This gift can be beared. ā€

Unexpectedly, Daddy's face became more and more ugly, "I don't know what kind of friendship my son has with Lord Nightgod? What's more, Lord Night God's status is extraordinary, how can he put us monsters in his eyes?"

Wan Huan stood up at this moment, "Daddy, Lord Night God is not such a person. ā€

Daddy's eyes just fell on her.

Wan Huan only looked at his father as if he was about to get angry, but he held back.

Daddy just waved at her, but there was the calm before the storm in his tone, "Come here!!"

Wan Huan was startled by the voice, her face was frightened, but she couldn't take a step.

Yuen Long guarded Duan Huan in front of him, and said to his father: "Mr. Buchen seems to have some opinions on me, if you have an opinion to rush at me, why scare Duan Huan." ā€

Daddy laughed wildly, his tone full of mockery, "I educate my son, and it's not the turn of Lord Night God to put his beak." ā€

Duan Huan carefully tugged at Yuen Long's sleeve, almost in a pleading voice: "You better go back first." ā€

Yuen Long frowned slightly, just staring at her intensely.

Wan Huan shook his head and said softly, "Lord Night God, don't embarrass me. ā€

Daddy suddenly said loudly, "Congratulations to Lord Night God." ā€

Wan Huan only thought that Yuen Long would be in trouble, but Yuen Long really did what she wanted, and just said softly: "I'll leave first, and I'll come to see you another day." ā€

With that, Yuen Long turned into a puff of green smoke and drifted out.

Wan Huan was stunned in place, only to hear the footsteps behind her, Daddy had already walked behind her, Duan Huan turned around, but there was a "snap" in front of her, and Daddy slapped her so that she almost couldn't stand still.

A trace of blood spilled from the corner of his lips.

She looked at her father in disbelief.

In the past, no matter how big her father's temper was, he never beat her.

Huan only felt a hot pain in his cheeks, and he couldn't react for a while.

Daddy's voice seemed to suppress the pain, and he only asked her word by word, "What did you promise Daddy before?"

Duan Huan bit his lip and hung his head in silence.

"Why are you tangling with him? Do you know he's—"

He raised his head and stared at his father with wide eyes.

Daddy pursed his lips before he said, "Do you know that he is the Night God Lord of the Nine Heavenly Palace, and he is different from you, why are you obsessed?"

Surprised and annoyed, "Why does Daddy hate the Night God so much, does he have something to do with us?"

Daddy said: "Just because he is a person from the Heavenly Palace, he will not share the sky with us." ā€

Wan Huan blushed and asked, "Why?"

Daddy's face was blue, his chest heaved and heaved, and he was obviously extremely angry.

His every word seemed to pop out between his teeth, "Enjoy, you'll regret it." ā€

"Daddy only makes it clear, and Duhuan will know that he will not regret it in the end. ā€

Daddy just looked at her, and said in a resolute tone: "Happy, one day, you will thank Daddy for today's actions." ā€

Wan Huan frowned, hearing the faint determination in his father's tone, and then a white light appeared in front of him.

The light was dazzling, and the thorns couldn't open their eyes.

There was a whirring wind blowing in her ears, and she felt the sun, moon and stars changing in front of her, and in an instant, her father used the art of changing shapes and shadows to bring her to the bottom of a tower.

The tower was nine stories high, surrounded by fog, and a waning moon on the top of the spire was as sharp as a sickle. The cold moonlight sprinkled like a layer of silver on this tower.

And all around was a bottomless jungle, and there was no sound at all, only the wind whistling in the wilderness.

Huanhuan has never been to such a place, and he has never heard of such a place in Qingqiu.

With a flick of her sleeves, she formed a circle of light from a distance, gradually enveloping her.

Huan felt bad, and was about to step out, but he heard Daddy's cold voice above his head, "If you step on this thread, you will feel burning pain all over your body." ā€

She looked at her father aggrievedly, "What do you mean by Daddy?

Daddy just said, "You wait here." ā€

With that, Daddy turned and walked towards the bottom of the tower.

He called out to his father several times, but as if he didn't hear it, he walked straight towards the depths of the Zhu Gate.

At the bottom of the tower was a square room, with a faint oil lamp lit inside, and the two stone lions at the door stared at the door with big eyes and a faint cold light, which only made people feel extremely gloomy.

As soon as possible, seeing that there was no one around, the wind whimpered, and I couldn't help but be a little scared.

She subconsciously clasped her hands and slowly walked forward, but accidentally stepped on the aperture.

In an instant, a heart-rending pain spread from the soles of his feet to his whole body.

Hiss –

She couldn't help but snort and hurriedly pulled her feet.

What a powerful enchantment.

Wan Huan's brows furrowed deeper and deeper, and he couldn't help but look at his father's figure, which had disappeared under the thick moonlight and gradually turned into a black dot.

Daddy, it's very abnormal.

Two figures are reflected on the windowsill on the first floor.