After rebirth, he became the favorite of the Moon Goddess.

Hearing Fu Feng's words, Feng Ge shook his head again, "Xiao Feng, I just hope you are fine. I said before, if reviving my people requires you to pay a huge price, then I would rather you not do it!"

"song……"

Fu Feng looked at her, his eyes full of tenderness, "If I can't even do this for you, what qualifications do I have to be your husband?"

Hearing this, Feng Ge's eyes turned red, but she couldn't utter a word.

"Okay, wait for me outside the hall for a moment. I'll go in and take care of some things and come out soon." Fu Feng said softly.

"Okay, I'll wait for you here." Feng Ge nodded.

Fu Feng nodded slightly, turned around and walked into the Big Dipper Hall.

Feng Ge sat alone on the steps outside the palace, looking at the scene outside the palace, and couldn't help but fall into deep thought...

About an hour later, Fu Feng slowly walked out of the hall. Feng Ge wanted to get up and greet him, but found that the white Yinglong that was originally in the hall had disappeared.

"Xiaofeng, where is your real body of Yinglong?" Feng Ge frowned and asked hurriedly.

"I'm going to move my real body to another place." Fu Feng explained.

"Change location? Do you want to bring your real body back to the top of Yaotai?"

"Well, the spiritual energy at the top of Yaotai is the most abundant in the entire Laishan Fairyland. I will leave Yinglong's real body there, and with the help of the spiritual energy of the fairyland, there should be hope that the real body can be restored to its former state." Fu Feng said slowly.

"Well, if you bring your true body back to the top of Yaotai, I believe your father, the emperor, your mother, and Lord Qionghua will all be very happy." Feng Ge nodded and said.

After a pause, she suddenly remembered something and added, "By the way, Xiaofeng, I still have your Heart Scale. I'll return it to you right away."

After saying that, she raised her hand and conjured up the platinum-colored heart-protecting scale, then handed it to Fu Feng.

"No need for that. You should keep the Heart-Protecting Scale with you." Fu Feng quickly refused.

"Xiao Feng, you have helped me improve my cultivation to the fourth-level Divine Emperor. No one in the entire six realms can hurt me at will. But you, the heart-protecting scale is the most important part of your body, Ying Longzhen. Now is the time to return it to its original owner." Feng Ge insisted.

"song……"

Fu Feng wanted to say something else, but was interrupted by Feng Ge, "If you refuse again, I will be angry!"

"Okay then." Hearing her words, Fu Feng pursed his lips and hesitated for a moment, but finally compromised. He took the heart-protecting scale and quickly merged it with his Yinglong real body.

Seeing him finish all this, Feng Ge breathed a sigh of relief, then took his hand and asked softly: "Xiao Feng, where should we go next?"

Fu Feng curled his lips slightly and looked at Feng Ge with deep eyes, "Ge'er, next, it will be our wedding. Master has told me through telepathy that the wedding will be held in three days."

"Three days later? So soon?" Feng Ge was stunned.

"Well, my father and master have discussed it and three days from now is a good day to hold a wedding." Fu Feng smiled and nodded.

"Since it is the intention of your father, the Emperor, and Lord Qionghua, then there is naturally no problem." Feng Ge blinked her watery eyes and said with a smile.

"Okay, then it's settled." Fu Feng reached out and touched her head, saying lovingly.

Seeing his handsome face, Feng Ge couldn't help but move closer and kiss him on the lips.

Feeling the warmth on his lips, Fu Feng smiled wickedly, and directly pulled Feng Ge into his arms, then lowered his head and kissed her lips.

a long time.

Feng Ge reluctantly left Fu Feng's arms, her cheeks flushed and her eyes flashing with charming color.

"Okay, Ge'er, let's go back." Fu Feng said with a smile.

"Ah."

Feng Ge nodded obediently.

Immediately, the two of them turned into two streams of light and disappeared outside the Seven Star Palace.

……

It was already evening when Fu Feng returned to the Zixiao Temple from the Big Dipper Star Region. Without taking time to rest, the first thing he did was to pay a visit to Yuan Hao and Luo Qingyue.

Seeing her beloved son whom she hadn't seen for a long time, Luo Qingyue was both happy and distressed. She hugged Fu Feng's arms tightly, and her eyes kept looking at him, "Feng'er, you haven't been back for such a long time, you have to let your mother take a good look at you..."

"Mother, don't worry, I'm fine." Fu Feng smiled faintly and continued.

"How can you be fine..." Luo Qingyue's eyes were red, and she choked up and said, "Your master told me that you have been tortured by the backlash of the two forces in your body. Also, your father has been dreaming about you a few days ago, saying that you were seriously injured... Tell me, you silly child, what on earth have you been through?"

Luo Qingyue became more and more excited as she spoke, and couldn't help but let her tears fall.

Hearing this, Fu Feng hurriedly held his mother's hand, and then gently wiped the corners of her eyes, "Mother, please don't worry too much. Isn't your son standing in front of you now?"

"You silly child." Luo Qingyue deliberately glared at Fu Feng. "You and Feng Ge's wedding will be in three days. Before you come back, your mother has already made your wedding dress. Why don't you try it on and see if it fits you?"

"No need to try. The clothes that mother makes for me are always the best fit." Fu Feng said with a smile.

At this time, Yuan Hao came over and said, "Feng'er, you don't know that your mother worked day and night for several nights to make your wedding dress."

Hearing Yuan Hao's words, Fu Feng's heart moved, and he grabbed Luo Qingyue's hand again, and said softly: "Thank you for your hard work, mother."

"You silly child, you still say such things to your mother. You haven't been home for a long time. Why don't you stay and have dinner with your father and mother today?"

"Yeah, okay." Fu Feng nodded.

At dinner that day, Luo Qingyue kept picking up food for Fu Feng.

"Feng'er, eat more. Look at you, you've become so thin..."

Looking at Luo Qingyue's actions, Fu Feng felt warm in his heart.

In front of outsiders, he is always the cold-blooded, arrogant and lord of the demons.

And here, he can enjoy being a child spoiled by his parents.

He likes this feeling very much. It makes him enjoy and feel at ease.

"Mother, to be honest with you, I haven't had a good meal like this for a long time." Fu Feng had a slight smile on his face.

Hearing this, Luo Qingyue felt even more distressed, "Those people in the demon world are really mean, don't they know how to take good care of you?"

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