Homecoming Speech

But just such a cry made the man in black discover his traces, and those people bowed their heads to discuss, two of them confronted the young man in purple clothes, and two of them came back towards Fu Dang.

Fu Danggui couldn't help gouging out the monster-like child with some reproach in his fearful eyes, but he never thought that the child would stare back at him strangely, with a smug smile in his eyes.

He had no choice but to run, but he could only pick up the stones on the ground and throw the men in black who were advancing. There was no other way, so he picked up the snake driving pole on the side that was used to walk and beat grass.

"Don't come over to you? My father is a famous hero, Fu Murong, if anyone touches me, you will die!" Fu Danggui held on to the snake driving rod, his voice was trembling with fear.

But suddenly he heard a few painful exclamations, the little purple boy over there swung the dagger in his hand, obviously wounded all over his body, he fought with the two men, and the two men in black were thrown by him. He took an unknown medicinal powder and didn't know where he was, yet he pulled out the eyeballs of those two with his bare hands without changing his face or beating his heart.

Fu Danggui saw that the hands and feet of the two men in black were removed, and they fell on the ground like a blood-colored clay figure, and the bright red blood stained the young man in purple.

The young boy in purple flew over and killed the two people standing in front of Fu Danggui like a ghost. It turned out that he had used Fu Danggui to disperse their strength.

Seven-year-old Fu Danggui sat blankly by the edge of the clear spring, surrounded by green mountains and green waters, and the sound of the spring, but his heart was only reflected in the eyes of that man, who looked like a ghost and murdered gods.

Seeing Fu Danggui's drunk appearance and what he said in his mouth, Chuhe was shocked. The picture Fu Danggui said was the picture on the fan before, and when he saw it, it should be him. It turned out that he saved him back then It was him?Is this the so-called fate?

But why did he only remember that a young man saved him and the eyes of that young man, but he didn't remember that he had done such a horrible thing and used such cruel methods to kill people.

But he heard Fu Danggui trembling in a low voice: "Don't kill me, don't kill me."

He was drunk, not lightly drunk, but he murmured in a low voice, he was overly frightened, and his memory was intermittent and fuzzy when he woke up, but since then his martial arts muscles have been disabled, and he can no longer practice martial arts. a secret.

The little boy in purple clothes was also sent back to Shengjing by his father. Soon his father was recruited by the court, but soon his father was framed and died of injustice. With the help of Bai Qingfeng's father, A Niang was able to escape. Take Fu Danggui away.

Fu Danggui drank a few glasses of grape wine drunk, but Chuhe was still sober, watching the moonlight shining on his soft face like stars and broken jade, his fingertips gently rubbed against his Cheek, murmured in a low voice, "So you saved me, no wonder I think you are familiar, idiot, do you think this is fate?"

"Probably because I owe you, so I am destined to pay it back. I will pay it back to you for the rest of my life, okay?" The drunk man could no longer hear his words, but he was still talking to himself.

It's just that in his memory, what happened to that terrifying self?Was it because he was frightened by those men in black that his memory was confused?Chuhe doesn't know, it's too long ago.

In fact, to be honest, his memory is also a little fuzzy, but he vaguely remembers that he almost died, but was saved by a young boy, only the clear eyes of that boy are firmly imprinted in his mind.

"Idiot... Be good! Don't worry, I will investigate the cause of your father's death and return your father's innocence." Chu He put down his wine glass and stood beside Fu Danggui, stroking Fu Danggui's hair nest with his bare hands, extremely gentle.

Who would have known that Chu He, who was so romantic in the past, would fall on one person, and if someone wanted to tell a story, he would definitely say that good will be rewarded with good, and evil will be rewarded with evil, not that the time has not yet come.

To be honest, falling in love with someone is painful and uncontrollable, so Chuhe thought Fu Danggui was dangerous at first, precisely because he was interesting.

"If feelings can be calculated, then I think I have failed." Chu He looked at the moonlight, galaxy and stars, and fluorescent stones fell on the bluestone board, illuminating and elongating the figures of the two.

The silk lamp on the seat was about to go out, Chu He coughed lightly, the corners of his mouth were covered with black blood, Xiao Feng appeared in the dark, "My lord, I can't wait, your situation is not very good."

"It's okay, it's still time, more than half a month is enough for us to investigate what happened to Fu Murong back then." Chu He's eyes were dark and his voice was dignified.

Xiaofeng paused, and looked at the drunken Fu Danggui incomprehensibly, "My lord, Mr. Fu is indeed a burden. If it wasn't for Mr. Fu, how could my lord..."

"Presumptuous, you talk too much today, Xiaofeng, back off." Chu He gave a sharp look and scolded in a cold voice.

Unable to persuade, Xiaofeng had no choice but to sigh in a low voice, and retreated into the darkness, begging in his heart that Mrs. Fu treated the prince sincerely, not deliberately playing with the prince's feelings. He had never seen the prince so serious, even though The prince is famous and has many male favorites, but in the end it is only lust.

There is another point that is even more incomprehensible. Since the prince met Mr. Fu, he has cut off contact with those male favorites, and has never been to the little man Wa Si. Even facing Mr. Fu who is half naked, he can suppress himself inner desire.

But after all, Xiaofeng saw a different prince from the past. The prince who was cold and calculating also had a gentle appearance.

Even this appearance is only shown in front of Fu Danggui.

Fu Danggui frowned tightly as if having a nightmare, and said, "Don't kill me...don't kill me."

Chuhe had read in the book that many people would deliberately hide and forget their memories after being hit hard. He knew that this was the case with Fu Danggui.

"Idiot, don't be afraid, it's okay, I'm by your side." He gently stroked Fu Danggui's forehead, his voice was gentle and long, with a strange tone.

He murmured a soft song, it was a folk song from the southern country, his mother's favorite bedtime song to sing with him.

As if hearing the comfort of a gentle voice, Fu Danggui's frown relaxed, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Fruit wine, you can practice with me." Chuhe raised his hand and scratched the tip of Fu Danggui's nose, and gently hugged him, with a shallow smile on the corner of his mouth, innocent and pure like a child, he stepped into the room In the inner room.

He regarded him as a treasure, cherishing him and putting it on the bed.

Chu He coughed lightly and spit out the poisonous black blood from his mouth, and took a pearl-sized crimson elixir and drank it.

He took off his and Fu Danggui's coats again, and covered Fu Danggui with a thin summer quilt, while he lay beside the bed.

He stared blankly at Fu Danggui's sleeping face, dazed.