Aola Star? It's Wife Star!

The banquet gradually came to an end.

Everyone was lying in all directions in the restaurant.

The rabbi squatted on top of a robot, responsible for sending these people to the guest rooms.

"Let me help too."

Fang Hong was holding the sleeping Isabel in his arms when he ran into Princess Flower Crown who was carrying Lycoris radiata back to her room.

Isabel's room is next to Princess Flower Crown, and Lycoris radiata now lives with Princess Flower Crown.

"Hua Guan, you should also go to bed early."

Coming out of Isabel's room, Fang Hong saw that Princess Crown's door was open.

Princess Flower Crown is covering Manjusha with a small quilt.

Princess Crown picked up two wreaths and handed them to Fang Hong.

"what is this?"

Fang Hong looked at the two wreaths in his hands and asked curiously.

"This is what Lycoris made for you. And the other one..." Princess Flower Crown's eyes wandered as she said this, "I made it."

"Well done." Fang Hong played with the wreath carefully, and then put the wreath woven by Princess Crown on her head.

"How about it?"

Princess Crown nodded shyly, "It looks good."

"Please take a picture for me."

Princess Flower Crown was just about to pick up her cell phone when Fang Hong hugged her and put a wreath of Lycoris radiata on her head.

"Are you ready?"

"Eh?"

Princess Crown blushed. It was the first time she was so close to Fang Hong, their faces almost touching.

There was a click.

The smiling Fang Hong and the shy flower crown princess.

Freeze at this moment.

"Go to bed early." Fang Hong took off the wreath on Princess Flower Crown's head and touched her head. "If you don't get enough rest, I'll be sad."

"Ah...yes..."

After Fang Hong gently closed the door and left the room.

Princess Crown of Flowers buried herself in the soft bed, as if hiding her delicate thoughts.

The phone vibrated.

Fang Hong sent over the photos he had just taken.

Princess Crown carefully studied the photo, silently changed it to wallpaper, turned off her phone, and saw her face reflected in the black screen. A faint blush could be seen.

"Owner……"

Princess Crown's eyes were a little dazed and she turned on her cell phone again.

The fingers slowly reached down...

Fang Hong returned to his room.

Open the window and quietly feel the evening breeze blowing across your face.

The blush caused by alcohol faded a little.

Diamond Mountain in the distance exudes a magnificent luster under the moonlight, which is a bit dazzling. From time to time, Diamond Island's unique Abyssin crystals, ice cubes, and rock candies fly by.

"Hey kid."

Sun Wukong's hair flew out of Fang Hong's body.

"The Great Sage."

Fang Hong looked at the dull-colored hair curiously.

"What are your plans next?"

"Plans?" Fang Hong stretched lazily, "Continue to travel the universe and embark on new adventures."

"Hey, Fang Hong, I have an opportunity, do you want it?"

"tell me the story."

"But answer me a question first." Haomao said this in a firm tone.

"You speak first."

"Tell me, where did you get that flaming phoenix?"

Flaming Phoenix?

Why does Sun Wukong care about the flaming phoenix?

Fang Hong was a little confused, but his expression was calm: "I got a Flame Bird by chance, and after some adventures, it evolved into a Flame Phoenix."

"A fortuitous encounter..." Mao Mao was silent for a while, as if sighing, "Maybe this is fate. I never thought that I, Old Sun, would end up in this place and actually meet the Fiery Phoenix."

"Fang Hong, do you want to recognize me as your big brother?"

Sun Wukong suddenly said.

"Big brother, please bow to me."

Fang Hong immediately bowed and saluted.

Are you kidding? You’re the Monkey King’s little brother!

How could Fang Hong miss it!

The Great Sage is first-rate in both knowledge and strength, and he also has a lot of good things on him.

The current situation of the Great Sage is similar to that of Yao Lao. There are many advantages to having an old grandfather by your side, and Fang Hong is also clear about the Great Sage's character.

Why can't I be protected by a big brother who has good character, strong ability and broad knowledge?

"Agree so quickly?" The Great Sage did not know whether to laugh or cry.

"I am just a hair now, otherwise I can give you some magic weapons to defend yourself. Let me think about it, you now have the Void Sutra for breathing spiritual energy, Wing Chun for attacking, and various skills after you transformed."

"Got it. I will teach you the seventy-two transformations. These seventy-two transformations are not the kind of transformations you learned from Fengyun, but seventy-two kinds of magic. I will teach you four of them first, namely borrowing wind, spreading fog, praying for clear weather, and praying for rain."

A tiny hair lightly touched Fang Hong's mind.

The contents of four spells appeared in Fang Hong’s mind.

"Just practice diligently. If you don't understand, just ask me. Well, your girlfriend is still waiting for you. I, Old Sun, won't bother you young people any more."

The hair laughed, and then it flashed and disappeared on the spot.

"If you need help, just call me, Old Sun, in your heart. A moment of spring night is worth a thousand gold. Don't let the people around you down."

"Good night, big brother." (A special note here is that Monkey Brother does not necessarily have a second brother)

Fang Hong couldn't see any trace of hair and could only shout helplessly.

In the night sky, a hair fell on a piece of rock candy. The rock candy was eating its favorite hail delicacy and didn't notice the hair falling on itself at all.

"Haha, Fiery Phoenix, you're a magical boy, not bad, not bad. Six Realms of the Great Wilderness, wait and see what I bring to you."

Sun Wukong lay there leisurely, his heart filled with peace.

……

"Yile, let's learn rap tonight."

"Rap?"

"I'll teach you a trick. It's very easy to learn.

"The first sentence goes up, the second goes down;"

"Add skr in the third game and hold on at the end;"

"We have learned the theory. Now let's start the practical part. Repeat after me."

Yile's face turned red, his eyes widened, his toes curled up involuntarily, and suddenly he groaned and slowly let go.

"Eight hundred standard bearers rush to the north slope!"

"Ah!" Yile was learning to rap, with the pitch of the first sentence rising.

"Artillerymen running north in a line?"

"Well?"

The tone of Ile's second inning went down.

"Very good." Fang Hong nodded with satisfaction and wiped the sweat from his forehead. After all, rap performances also require dance moves and body language is indispensable.

"Let's continue learning."

"The artillery is afraid of skr~~~~~~"

"skr~~~~~"

Ilo yelled with all his might.

"Good, you're very energetic. Keep practicing while you're in good shape." The strict Fang Hong was naturally happy to see a good student.

"The last sentence, the standard-bearer is afraid of the artillery--"

"Hold on, hold on..."

Ilo yelled, panting.

Although it was only four short sentences, she had put in a lot of effort and now asked for a break.

How could Fang Hong let it go?

More practice leads to better results.

As the old saying goes, a sword’s sharpness comes from sharpening, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold.

Yile is just starting to learn rap, so he still needs to practice more.

"Don't rest yet, let's do the second practice."

"I'll give you another one. A lama came from the south, carrying a five-jin mammoth!!!"