Marrying a sick dragon

Chapter 61

Before Shen Ange appeared in the field of vision of the two, Han Tao let go of his hand indiscriminately, but his gaze remained on his side.

The heat wrapped around his hands disappeared, and a strange feeling emerged in Fu Mingxu's heart.

For Han Tao's touch, he seemed to be getting used to it unconsciously.When he remembered, the instinct of the body had already made a judgment with his consciousness.

"Mingxu." Shen Ange's arrival interrupted his thoughts, she glanced into the room, and deliberately lowered her voice, "I found out that Fu Shanqing's disability in both legs was indeed caused by Fu Haoren, and it was caused in the secret realm .”

"I don't know what Fu Haoren did. Fu Shanqing was not only withdrawn from the sequence of inner disciples of Tianxuanzong, but the original master also abandoned him and accepted Fu Haoren as a disciple instead."

"It's a pity that the Tianxuan Sect is closed now, and I can only find out so much."

In fact, Shen Ange was full of doubts in his heart, and he didn't know what kind of ability this Fu Haoren had to force Fu Shanqing to do this.

"In this way, the fate of the two seems to be reversed." Fu Mingxu frowned slightly, but he only thought that Fu Haoren used some means.

On the contrary, Han Tao pondered for a moment, and after the two finished speaking, he said slowly, "It's a master-slave contract."

The eyes of Fu Mingxu and Shen Ange fell on him at the same time, and they both made a posture of listening attentively.

"There is a slave mark in Fu Shanqing's consciousness." He popped out a spirit energy to block the door behind him, "According to what you said, his master should undoubtedly be Fu Haoren."

After a short period of surprise, he was puzzled, and Fu Mingxu asked, "Fu Shanqing is also willing?"

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he knew he had said something stupid.

There is no one in this world who voluntarily becomes a slave, or the kind who engraves a slave mark in his consciousness.

It seems that after Fu Shanqing was seriously injured in the secret realm last time, Fu Haoren did not show his family friendship to him.

It is also impossible for Tianxuanzong to let a disciple who has a slave mark in his spiritual consciousness be an inner disciple. Even if this slave mark can be removed by someone with advanced cultivation, as long as there is a trace, someone will care.

With such deep hatred, it's no wonder that the first thing Fu Shanqing wants them to do is to crush Fu Haoren to ashes.

But Fu Mingxu obviously didn't want to be the knife in his hand. With his previous threats and suggestions to help him regenerate his severed limbs, he felt that Fu Shanqing would know how to choose.

"I'll go in and have a look, he should have an answer," he said.

But Han Tao reached out to stop him, lowered his eyes and said: "Wait until tomorrow, give him more time."

Fu Mingxu froze for a moment, then nodded after thinking about it: "Okay."

On the other hand, Shen Ange gave Han Tao a suspicious look, but didn't say much.

There is no spare room in the back hall of the shop, so Fu Mingxu naturally had to go back to the small courtyard before nightfall.Before leaving, Shen Ange handed him a storage bag, opened it for a cursory glance, and was almost dazzled by the spiritual plants stuffed inside.

"This is the reward that Ah Shu asked me to give you." Shen Ange said with a slight smile, "Just accept it."

Fu Mingxu looked behind her, and Ah Shu, who was dressed in red, looked over softly, with a sweet smile on her beautiful eyebrows, she couldn't see the charm of a demon woman, but she was a little more beautiful than a human race.

He just glanced at this beauty politely, then put away the storage bag that Shen Ange handed over, and his voice flowed like a spring: "Although it is a reward, you will share half of the medicine."

Shen Ange did not refuse: "Then thank you very much."

This is the tacit understanding of the two friends for many years. Even if the times have changed, the habits of the two have not changed.

Han Tao glanced at the storage bag, and only said: "Let's go, you should go back and rest."

Coupled with the gradually falling night, this sentence inexplicably reveals a different kind of ambiguity.

For some reason, Fu Mingxu's ears were warm, but seeing that there was no special expression on Han Tao's face, his expression was still calm, and he felt that he was thinking too much.

"Let's go." He nodded reservedly.

Shen Ange knew him quite well, and when he turned around, he saw the tips of his red ears, and his heart moved slightly. After the two figures disappeared, they still maintained a state of deep thought.

"What are you thinking about?" Ah Shu walked slowly, the night pearl on the porch shimmered behind her, only thinking that her already beautiful face became more and more alluring.

Seeing her walking with her waist twisted, Shen Ange felt a headache, stepped forward quickly, and pressed her shoulders with both hands: "I told you not to twist when you walk."

Ah Shu froze and looked directly at her: "Don't you like An Ge?"

dislike?That's not the case.

Shen Ange sighed, patted her on the shoulder, and explained: "You are not shy at all, although I don't know why your behavior is a bit strange in the past two days, but I think the previous you are more pleasing to the eye .”

Ah Shu's brows furrowed and stretched, and then she suddenly realized: "I know, An Ge likes valiant women!"

Seeing her talking more and more unseemly, Shen Ange felt powerless: "It's okay, just be yourself, feel free."

Probably the women of the Demon Race are more free-spirited. She talked with Ashu Chicken and Duck for a long time but couldn't figure it out. In the end, she could only hold each other's hand and comfort her: "You are beautiful no matter what, your magic source should be repaired." It won't be long, you need to rest more."

This is the territory of the human race. As long as Ah Shu uses her magic energy, she may be discovered, so she should rest more.

Ah Shu glanced at her, her curled eyelashes drooped, and her tone contained grievance: "I sleep every day, how can I sleep?"

"You can sleep." Shen Ange pulled her into the room, spread out the quilt for her, stuffed her into the quilt, and comforted her, "Go to sleep."

Ah Shu, who was huddled under the quilt, blinked and closed her eyes obediently.

Shen Ange closed the door with satisfaction, and was going to discuss with Chang Bo about the past Demon Realm.

After she left, Ah Shu opened her eyes, and then smiled with her lips curled up. She lay still in the clothes, and an extremely pure devilish energy quietly penetrated into Fu Shanqing's room.

..

Fu Mingxu hugged the quilt and fell into a deep sleep. After his breathing stabilized, Han Tao who was originally meditating on the ground slowly got up.

He held his breath, sat quietly on the edge of the bed and watched.

Waterfall-like black hair hangs down around the shoulders, and a few strands playfully stick to the porcelain-white chin.

Han Tao's fingers moved, but finally he couldn't hold back, and used the lightest movement to lift up those strands of black hair and put them away.

After doing all this, he only felt that his throat was dry, but fortunately, he remembered what he planned to do and stopped in time.

After confirming that the defensive circle in the small courtyard was indestructible, Han Tao turned into a golden light and came to Fu Shanqing in the blink of an eye.

The other party's eyes were closed tightly at first, with a pained look on his face, but he opened them suddenly the moment he arrived.

Han Tao looked at him coldly, his voice was like ice water in winter: "You know why I came."

In the small room, a breathtaking pressure swept across, Fu Shanqing only felt that the mountain-like weight made him unable to kick, and his heart and lungs seemed to burst in the next second.

He coughed up a mouthful of blood in an instant, and when he raised his eyes again, Han Tao in front of him was still looking at him silently.

There was no other emotion in those golden eyes except coldness, and the look in his eyes was no different from looking at a dead person.

Fu Shanqing was terrified in his heart, but he braced his body and tried to maintain his final calmness: "The city lord came late at night, besides my cousin Fu Mingxu, who else could it be for?"

Such a dragon who was supposed to be ruthless and ascetic actually fell into love.

If he hadn't pushed Fu Mingxu to celebrate, would everything be different today?

Xu Shi's heart was so emotionally turbulent that Fu Shanqing unknowingly asked what was in his heart.

There was momentary silence in the air, and Han Tao's eyes were filled with anger and coldness.

He said, "You can't step into the city lord's mansion."

If it weren't for Fu Mingxu, no one would be able to enter the city lord's mansion to celebrate.

Fu Shanqing only thought he was talking about the questioning heart stone in the city lord's mansion, embarrassment flashed across his face, and he tried to hold up the last bit of face: "I can give him the news that Fu Mingxu wants, but what can the city lord give me?"

His heart was beating violently, as if he was expecting something.

Han Tao didn't take another look at him, and said coldly, "I can change your upside-down life with Fu Haoren's."

"What do you mean?" Fu Shanqing's eyes widened, he opened his mouth, and his voice was dry, "What you said is true?"

For him, the rebirth of a broken limb that Fu Mingxu talked about was not as attractive as what Han Tao said.

The inner disciple of Xianzong, the disciple of Daoist Yuanying, this is what he wanted from the beginning.

Han Tao didn't want to talk too much with him, so he said in a deep voice, "Of course it's true."

Fu Shanqing was silent for a long time, his mind was racing with thoughts, weighing various interests, and finally nodded.

"I, I made this deal."

The slave imprint in his consciousness reminded him of his past encounters all the time, and the hatred had been deposited into the strongest poison day after day.

Han Tao didn't ask any further questions, and after hearing the words, he said, "Dao Heng will come to pick you up early tomorrow morning."

Although there is Daoheng's promise, but with the slave seal in the spiritual consciousness, it is not known which Nascent Soul Daoist is willing to take him into the family.

After the deal between the two was completed, Fu Shanqing obediently told him all the news about Fu Yangzheng, and swore an oath to prove it.

Having got what he wanted, Han Tao had no intention of staying any longer.

Fu Shanqing watched him leave without hesitation, and for some reason remembered Bai Lengxia, whom he had acquainted with before. Now that the other party is dead, he also made this ghostly appearance, and he didn't know where he made a mistake.

But after all, the current Fu Mingxu is not someone he can count on.

After he figured it out, he was already thinking about what to do after returning to Tianxuanzong.

Therefore, when Fu Mingxu woke up, he learned that Fu Shanqing had returned to Tianxuanzong.

"Aren't you lying to me?" He looked at Han Tao in disbelief.

Shen Ange stood on one side, affirming: "He really didn't lie to you, indeed Daoheng Daoheng from Tianxuanzong came to pick him up."

Fu Mingxu pinched the news talisman in his palm, and asked in confusion: "What's going on?"

"Tianxuanzong has changed its suzerain, and it will deal with some unhealthy tendencies fairly." Han Tao didn't want him to waste his time on such people, so he sent a message to Daoheng that night, and agreed with him conveniently.

Hearing this, although Fu Mingxu was surprised, but Shen Ange saw it with his own eyes, and there was Fu Shanqing's narration on the talisman, so he was not entangled in this matter.

He couldn't wait to open the message talisman, and sure enough, he heard the words "Wuwang Island".

In fact, Fu Shanqing didn't know much, most of which he heard from his father, Fu Shoude.But one piece of news caught his attention, that is, in Fu's house, Fu Shoude had a map to Wuwang Island in his hands.

The reason is very simple. At that time, Fu Yangxie was still the head of the Fu family, and Fu Shoude was his trusted younger brother.His son was young, and he didn't expect that he would not return for many years, so he naturally explained the relevant matters to Fu Shoude.

Before his rebirth, Fu Mingxu walked in a hurry, but he never thought about it, and after his rebirth, his attention was all on Han Tao's infatuation, and he didn't even notice it.

After getting the clue, Fu Mingxu didn't want to stay here any longer, wishing he could go back to Yunhan City sooner.

The two left Shen Ange's shop, he pondered for a while and then said, "Why don't I go buy a flying magic weapon first."

I don't know where Wuwang Island is yet, and I can't fly in the air yet, so I really should buy a flying magic weapon.

He estimated the remaining elixir in the storage bag, and thought it wouldn't be difficult to sell it in exchange for spirit stones to buy a flying magic weapon.

The two walked side by side in the square city, the sun pouring down from above their heads, and the surroundings were bustling, full of fireworks in the world.

Fu Mingxu looked at the surrounding shops, as if he wanted to find a magic weapon shop.

Han Tao lowered his eyes, his eyebrows sank for a moment, then his expression quickly recovered, and he said calmly: "There are no good flying magic weapons in this city."

Fu Mingxu was about to speak, when he heard him say: "You don't fly very fast."

Fu Mingxu, who had just seen a magic weapon shop and was about to go, paused, and then he took his feet back.

No, if he wanted to buy it, he would naturally buy a fast-flying magic weapon.

His own cultivation base is not good enough, and his attack power is not enough, so he must slow down when he can't escape for his life.

Fu Mingxu had a very clear self-awareness, raised his head to meet his golden eyes, and asked, "Then do you know where there is a fast flying magic weapon?"

"I know." Han Tao resisted the palpitation when the two looked at each other, and said at the right time, "In the palace of the lord of Yunhan City, there is the fastest flying magic weapon in Cangling Continent."

fastest!

Fu Mingxu keenly caught these two words, subconsciously approached him, one hand clenched his sleeve tightly, his eyes glowed: "What flying weapon? What kind?"

It wasn't until he heard the whispers from the people around him that he realized that he was too excited.

"Is that the Lord Han and his partner? They have such a good relationship."

Fu Mingxu: Nonsense!

"Look, his mates are all in his arms. Sure enough, the Dragon Clan is bold and loving, which is really enviable."

What a mess to throw into my arms!

Hearing this, Fu Mingxu's cheeks became hot, and suddenly remembered that this was in public, so he hurriedly let go of his hand, maintaining the stability on the surface.

Han Tao let go of the discussions around him, his eyes fell on the flushed face, his voice was low, as if coaxing: "You follow me back to the City Lord's Mansion, and I'll give it to you."

The author says:

Audience: To him?for what?