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

"Mother, this has nothing to do with them. It's all my own fault." Fu Feng smiled and shook his head.

"You silly boy." Luo Qingyue put down her chopsticks and looked at him, "Come to think of it, how long do you plan to stay this time?"

"Mother, I will not leave this time when I come back. I will stay in the heaven from now on." Fu Feng said in a soft voice.

Hearing this, Luo Qingyue was immediately very excited, "Really? You really won't leave again?"

"Yes, seriously." Fu Feng nodded slightly, "My son's home is here, so of course I will come back."

"That's great!! Feng'er, your mother is so happy that you can stay!!!" Luo Qingyue said excitedly.

Yuan Hao standing by also showed a relieved smile. Although he didn't say anything, his relief was obvious.

He didn't care who Fu Feng was in his previous life, nor did he care about his relationship with the demon world.

He only knew that in this life, he was the child who had called him "Father Emperor" for 60,000 years, and was also the one he loved the most among all his sons.

The dinner that day lasted for more than an hour. Just as it was about to end, Fu Feng's brows suddenly frowned slightly.

It was a feeling he was all too familiar with.

He knew that the backlash had begun again!

His previous practice of the Nine Revolutions of Reincarnation had delayed the backlash for a few days, but now, the pain of the backlash surged into his heart again without any warning.

"Feng'er, what's wrong with you?"

Seeing the sudden look of pain on Fu Feng's face, Luo Qingyue quickly stood up and asked.

"Mother, I'm fine." Fu Feng shook his head, and then tried his best to use his divine power to suppress the pain in his body.

But the more he suppressed it, the stronger the backlash became.

Fu Feng was worried that his consciousness would get out of control, so he quickly stood up and said:

"Father Emperor, Mother Queen, I have something else to do, so I will take my leave now!"

After saying that, he turned and walked out of the hall.

“Feng’er!!” Yuan Hao rushed over and grabbed his hand upon seeing this. “Father knows that you have been attacked again. Your expression cannot deceive us. Listen to Father. You are not allowed to go anywhere today!! Stay here!!”

"Father Emperor..." Fu Feng was about to speak, but suddenly he covered his chest, lowered his head and spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Feng'er!" Yuan Hao was terrified and quickly supported him. Then he turned around and shouted to the guards outside the palace: "Someone come! Go and find Qionghua and Yaoji! Quickly!"

"Yes!!" Upon hearing this, the guard outside the palace clasped his fists and left.

"Father Emperor, your son...your son cannot stay here..." Fu Feng gritted his teeth and said with difficulty.

"Feng'er, don't be so stubborn. Your father won't let you leave like this!" Yuan Hao held Fu Feng's hand tightly and said in a deep voice.

Seeing his beloved son's painful expression, how could he bear to let him leave alone?

Fu Feng took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down. "Father, I am afraid I can't control my consciousness. Once my consciousness is out of control, the consequences will be disastrous. Please let me go..."

"No! No matter what happens today, Father will not let you go alone. You have endured so much alone, how long are you going to resist on your own?!" Yuan Hao said firmly, "You stay here, and Father will find a way to suppress the backlash with you."

"Father..."

Fu Feng raised his eyes and met Yuan Hao's distressed gaze.

This scene reminded him of the time when he was going through a tribulation and Yuan Hao risked his life to use his body to block dozens of heavenly thunders for him.

This is something Fu Feng will never forget in his life.

Even though he has recovered all the memories of his previous life, even though his prestige in the Six Realms has far surpassed Yuan Hao, in his heart, Yuan Hao will always be the person he respects.

"Feng'er, don't talk for now. Before your master and Yao Ji arrive, your father will use his divine power to help you first." Yuan Hao said in a deep voice.

Fu Feng pursed his lips and nodded, not refusing again.

Seeing this, Luo Qingyue hurried forward and together with Yuan Hao, helped Fufeng to the bed in the hall.

Soon, Fu Feng sat down cross-legged beside the bed, then slowly closed his eyes and began to regulate his breathing.

Yuan Hao and Luo Qingyue looked at each other, then raised their hands and released their respective divine powers.

Immediately afterwards, the two divine powers gathered together to form a huge barrier that wrapped Fu Feng completely inside.

Seeing her beloved son's frown and painful expression, Luo Qingyue felt as if her heart was broken by a knife. "Your Majesty, I only have Feng'er as a son. Seeing him like this, I really wish I could bear all the suffering for him..."

Yuan Hao glanced at Fu Feng, then at Luo Qingyue, and said softly, "Qingyue, don't worry too much. Our Feng'er will be fine."

Luo Qingyue nodded and increased the output of divine power in her palm. Although her cultivation was not as good as Yuan Hao's, let alone Fufeng's, she still tried her best to inject divine power into Fufeng's body to help him relieve the pain.

Soon, an incense stick of time passed.

Yuan Hao and Luo Qingyue's foreheads were covered with sweat, but Fu Feng's expression seemed to have not changed at all.

"This...what's going on?" Luo Qingyue looked at Yuan Hao and asked nervously.

"I don't know either. Maybe the magic power in Feng'er's body is too strong." Yuan Hao frowned and said, "Not only can our divine power not enter his body, but it is bounced back by the magic power in his body."

"What should we do?" Luo Qingyue looked at Fu Feng, feeling anxious.

"Pfft!!"

At this moment, Fu Feng spat out blood again, and the pain on his handsome face became more obvious.

“Wind!!”

Luo Qingyue immediately exclaimed.

Fu Feng's almost pale face shattered all her rationality, "Feng'er, is the power output by the Queen Mother not enough? Just wait, the Queen Mother will give you all the power!! You must not get hurt!!"

Just as she was about to raise her hand, Fu Feng suddenly pressed her hand down, "Mother, don't, don't waste your power, your son... your son is fine..."

Hearing this, Luo Qingyue felt even more upset, "Don't lie to me, mother. You are already in this state, how can you be fine? Feng'er, just let me continue to transfer my divine power to you. No matter what, I can't watch you suffer!"

“Mother…” Fu Feng called out weakly again, even breathing became a little difficult, “This son has been injured for a long time. Even if you use up all your power, you can only help this son suppress it temporarily… So…”

At this point, he couldn't help but cough a few times, "So, please don't waste your divine power anymore, Father Emperor and Mother Empress..."

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