You are not joking

Qi Li led the immortals, cooperated with the demon world and the ghost world, and finally rescued them back. It is estimated that in a hundred years, the human world will return to normal.

On the day when I was free to recite, I went to the place of extreme suffering in the East. At that time, Su Yi could barely sit still.

Just watching the blue-clothed fairy walking towards him, but not going to meet him, he really didn't have the strength.

Fengsong held a bottle of elixir in his hand, still dressed in blue, walked up to Su Yi, and handed the medicine to Su Yi's mouth.

After eating Su Yi, the pain on his body was relieved a lot, and he couldn't help but smile: "Lao Jun has a heart."

The injuries on Su Yi's body were caused by the Soul Locking Nail and the Heavenly Thunder. Ordinary elixir has no effect. This elixir must have been specially practiced by Laojun for him, or it may have been requested by Feng Song.

No matter which one it is, when the scenery was infinite in the past, all the immortals flocked to it, but now when there is nothing left, only the blue-clothed boy and the Supreme Lord who annoyed him for destroying the alchemy furnace several times are left.

"It's good if it's useful." Fengsong said in a hoarse voice, and turned to Su Yi's back to hairpin for him. The wound of the soul-locking nail hurts when touched, and Fengsong's movements were very gentle and careful.

"Did you just come back?" Su Yi started the conversation and asked.

"Well, are you okay?" Fengsong simply nodded and asked him how he was doing.

Fengsong never took the initiative to ask him how he was doing before, this time he must have been worried: "Everything is fine." Su Yi smiled, grabbed Fengsong's hand, and naturally leaned his head on his shoulder.

Su Yi was injured, Feng Chan didn't dare to move, and let him lean on him.Unexpectedly, Su Yi himself was not satisfied with leaning on, he raised his hand and hugged Fengsong tighter and tighter.

"You're hurt, don't move." Fengsong finally stopped him with words.

Su Yi didn't let go, and continued to hug him: "With you by my side, these injuries are nothing, but you, are you tired of cleaning up the mess between me and my father?"

Feng Chan shook his head, no longer taboo, he took Su Yi's hand and held it.

Seeing the clenched hands, Su Yi smiled knowingly, and looked over affectionately with his red phoenix eyes: "Do you want to hear about those few days?" Naturally, those few days were the days when he was recalled alone by Changxi.

Feng Chan paused, shook his head and said, "Don't hurt yourself."

Feng Chan was worried that he would be hurt by reminiscing about the old things, but he had already let go of those things, but speaking carefully, it was not clear in a few words.

After thinking about it, Su Yi picked up the important thing and said: "Now my heart is empty, I don't pretend to be that, but there is one thing, although I don't want to admit it, but Zheyu is indeed my own brother, the father and the fox queen Peiling. Son, all of this is related to love and hatred, don't mind."

Feng Chan's heart trembled when he heard that, he had secretly guessed the identity of Zheyu, the concealed real body, but he didn't think that he was the son of Emperor Zhuohua, and he and Suyi were siblings.

"I didn't know about it during the 200 years when I met Zheyu. It wasn't until the joyful feast that I noticed the way the fox queen looked at the father, and I guessed it. And, when I learned that my father had gone to Kunlun Mountain, I finally settled down, and I figured out everything that I couldn't figure out before." Su Yi's eyes were far-reaching, and he talked bit by bit, and Feng Chan listened carefully.

"In the past, Zheyu smiled at me, and he always smiled warmly, but I have also seen him turn around, with a blank expression on his face."

"Feng Song, I don't know how much he participated in the father's affairs, but, Feng Song..."

"I really did something wrong."

This wrong thing is enough to cause pain for a long, long time.

"Everything is with me."

Li Xiang came closer, and Su Yi felt that he was going to be drunk in this cold voice.

In a place of extreme suffering, there are two kinds of suffering. One is that there is nothing, desolate and desolate, and there is no grass. I feel empathy for the suffering of the world or others, and I will never wake up again if I am not careful.

Su Yi wanted to stay here for a long time, so Feng Chan built a bamboo house for him. The furnishings in the house were according to Su Yi's requirements. They were not imitated by admiring oneself, not the same color of water and sky, but imitated Feng Chan's residence in Yingze Market in the past. .

For Yu Fengsong, building a house is very simple, something that can be completed with a wave of his hand, he did it himself, he was happy to build it, but he felt distressed about Su Yi.

After making it, Suyi pulled Fengsong aside and wiped off the sweat from his forehead: "Fengsong is so considerate and thoughtful, and Su Yi's heart is filled with joy. I really admire him even more." With an official tone, Feng Chan could hear the teasing inside.

Feng Chan only said: "As long as you like it."

Feng Chan thought Su Yi was talking about the bamboo house, but Su Yi had a double meaning.

"Hey, Immortal Fengsong is so pampering and accommodating, and Su Yi admires him, but what should I do?" Su Yi was joking as usual.

In the past, Su Yi sometimes said these ambiguous words in a half-serious and half-joking manner, and every time Fengsong frowned and stopped. This time, Fengsong changed his previous attitude: "It is an honor for Fengsong to have your admiration."

Danfeng stared at Fengsong, and was stunned. Su Yi was so shocked that she didn't speak for a long time.

Fengsong has never refused him anything, not even an intimate hug, but he is very taboo about his provocative words, and now, even this is not taboo.

Su Yi was uneasy, and asked: "Feng Song, will you be the prince?"

It seemed that he didn't expect Su Yi to ask such a question suddenly, he was taken aback for a moment, and then said affirmatively: "No."

Su Yi smiled, and let go of his heart, he believed what Feng Chan said.

With Fengsong delivering medicine, Suyi's injury healed much faster. For several months, Suyi had been taken care of by Fengsong, and the pain caused by those 180 soul-locking nails was no longer so obvious.

Suddenly, one day, Fengsong didn't come, and the next day he didn't come, until the fifth day, Fengsong still didn't come, Su Yi was waiting for a long time, waiting for Zhe Yu, whom he hadn't seen for a long time.

"Why are you here?" Su Yi looked at a red shadow in the distance and asked.During this period of captivity, the only people who came to visit me were Feng Chan and Zhe Yu.

"Of course I'm watching a play, but I'm in a good mood today, so I'll send you a message." Now that things have happened, it should be that the white fox who was heaving a sigh of relief was rescued, but he came to pass the message. The news must not be too good.

"What news is worth your visit?" Su Yi asked, without any hope in his heart.

Zhe Yu seemed to be in a really good mood, and laughed in front of Su Yi: "You have dew on your body, you must have been sitting outside for a long time, waiting for Feng Chan?"

Su Yi neither nodded nor shook his head.

"Don't wait any longer, you won't be able to wait these few days, the heaven is holding a wedding, and it won't be long before there will be no fairy king in heaven."

What does this sentence mean, Zheyu didn't let Su Yi guess too much, he paused for a while and said: "I have to change my name to Prince Fengsong."

"What did you say?" Su Yi finally lost his composure, and with a face full of disbelief, he supported the corner of the table beside him, and when he moved, the old wounds all over his body ached.

Zhe looked at Su Yi with pity, and said sarcastically: "It's really ugly for you to look like this. Didn't I tell you before that the prince of the heaven must be Feng Chan, have you forgotten? This is unlikely..." Zhe If you want to agree and then deny, "That is, Feng Song told you that he would not be a prince? Hahaha, Su Yi, you really believe what he says? This is not like you at all, tsk tsk, poor man... .”

Pitiful!This is the last word that Su Yi didn't want to touch in the past. After going around and going around, he still can't escape?Will the poor man who gave up everything because of his obsession and ends up with nothing be his fate?

It seems that Zhe Yu really came to see the show and pass on the news. After the news was finished, he saw Su Yi's lonely look and left without making a sound.

It's true that he is pitiful to laugh at him. In the past, he didn't need to ask about the inevitable thing that Fengsong would become the prince, but he was still lucky. He just believed in Fengsong and wanted to believe him.

Do you want to say that Fengsong lied to him?Or did he break his promise?In fact, it’s not all. Fengsong didn’t know that he was the son of the moon god Yaoge. He thought his mother was just an ordinary mortal. Zun would not favor him so far, so how could it be his fault.

But when Feng Song came to see him one month later, he was still angry.

Feng Chan was still dressed in blue, but the hair crown was replaced by a white jade phoenix pattern, reflecting the bright moonlight, walking step by step.

Su Yi was sitting in the courtyard, when he saw Feng Chan, he got up and walked in, as if he was going to keep people out, but he had no mana, and his speed was not as fast as Feng Chan, with a light leap, Feng Chan stopped him Legacy.

"Sorry, I broke my promise." Feng Chan said.

Fengsong is such a person, he never lies, and never hides from those close to him.

Su Yi stared at the slightly pursed thin lips, and said with a sneer: "How much ability do I have, at this time, is it worthwhile for His Highness Feng Song to come down and apologize to me?"

"Don't call me Your Highness." Feng Chan's voice was always cold, but this sentence seemed to be flustered.

One sentence, Your Highness, can widen the gap between the two.

Su Yi only felt a bitter taste in his throat, just like the phoenix wine he drank, even his heart was bitter.

What it means to be a prince, he knew it when he was a prince, but at that time, his state of mind was too much for a moment, and he could fight for no time. It means to inherit the throne, and after marrying, it will be like this forever, but I didn't expect that a heart would be broken on Fengsong, and if it was broken, it would be broken. Two people keep each other warm, and there is a ten-thousand-year relationship. Time, the rest, we will talk about it later, who would have expected it to become the current situation?

Su Yi suddenly remembered the joke Fairy Pantao said during the happy banquet: "Immortal Fengsong is responsive to His Highness's request, and it is more efficacious than the Buddha in the West Paradise."

"Fengsong, are you really responsive to my request? Do you give me anything I want?" Danfeng, who was restrained by Su Yi, opened his eyes, stepped forward and dragged Fengsong, and asked anxiously.

"I..." Fengsong never lies, he knows that he can't afford everything, because he has everything he wants, but as long as he has it, he will definitely give it.

Feng Chan's hesitation was not misunderstood. Su Yi knew this person too well, and a delusion that was about to swallow him rose in his heart. He also looked excited on his face, and asked anxiously: "What if I want you? Want you?" , will you give it?"

Before Feng Chan jumped out of the previous sentence, he was startled by Su Yi's sentence again, as if his breath was being choked, it was difficult to say a word, and his cold voice became hoarse: "You... say... .?"

Su Yi didn't say any more, he leaned forward to kiss the thin red lips, and hugged Feng Chan tightly with both hands. Unsuspecting, he was thrust into the mouth by the tongue with lotus fragrance. All of them were defeated at this moment, and both hands also embraced Su Yi.

After getting a response, Su Yi's lips and tongue were wantonly aggressive, and the kiss became harder and harder. He had never kissed anyone before, and his movements were very jerky, but for no reason, it forced Feng Chan almost to go crazy, in exchange for more intense lingering.

Under the night, white clothes are better than snow, blue clothes are like immortals, and both hearts are messed up.During the stumbling, the jade crown hairpin fell off, the hair of the two people spread out, and they were tied together, the entangled lips and tongues never separated, chasing each other.

The two of them are like two phoenix birds soaring in the sky, they are about to be divided into high and low, one side is focused on the other side, and the other side is also delirious because of the other side.

The moonlight was just right outside, and there was constant humming inside the house. It was cloudy and rainy all night, and it stopped in the morning.

The author has something to say:

I was going to abuse, but I can't be ruthless, so let's do it.

To resolutely safeguard Internet civilization, a thousand words have been deleted from this chapter. . .

Then, because the words are in the brain hole, Gong Shou can be judged from the current cultivation base of the two of them.