Fu Chen sat in front of the desk all night. He read the first two articles in the book back and forth a hundred or eighty times without remembering a single word clearly.

At noon the next day, Zhao Yue came out of the house and faced his two huge panda eyes, and was stunned for a moment.

The two eyes were dark underneath, and they stared at her with great sorrow.

Zhao Yue felt a little guilty when she teased the stupid prince of the Heavenly Clan last night. Seeing his sleepless appearance, she felt even more sorry for the unlucky child, so she was ready to slip out with slight hands.

Fu Chen felt unhappy. She actually held the hem of the skirt in front of him, trying to run away like a thief. She put down the book that had pleated in her hand and coughed cleanly.

"How can Yue Zun sleep soundly?" The voice was quiet and slowly floated by.

After doing something bad, he still wanted to greet him and leave without calling him? What are you thinking about!

Zhaoyue pursed her lips and smiled: "Stay."

Fu Chen rolled his eyes and flew over, with a dark face, raised his hand and rubbed his temples: "Now, may you solve your perfect charm?"

Zhao Yue was stunned by this sentence, and tilted her head and said, "The fox clan's charming technique is not a lasting thing. It will be solved immediately after it is collected."

Seeing that he was silent, he slowly opened the book and covered his face tightly, which made her curiously stretch her neck and look over.

But the pages of the book are like a wall, blocking them from all directions tightly.

After a while, I heard the book again and slowly spit out a word: "Rice porridge."

The sound was like a deflated ball, completely losing its usual arrogance.

Zhao Yue thought about it and the prince was so hungry that he was so weak that he was speechless. He nodded and hurriedly slipped out of the house with his skirt in his arms, feeling very good.

But Fu Chen, who was surrounded by fox ears, was not so brisk now.

Looking at the handkerchief stained with nosebleeds all night, his thoughts were a little confused.

If it weren't for the charming arts, how could I not even read this word all night?

But what she looked like just now was really not like talking nonsense.

Could it be that I really have some ideas about this ancient Yuezun?

He stared at the handkerchief in front of him incredibly, shook his head as if comforting himself.

"It's just a few days, how is it possible?"

He threw the book on the table and raised his hand to rub the painful eyes.

He lived in the same courtyard as the Spirit Girl for thousands of years. How could he be so sincere and indestructible when he felt that he was so simple that he was intervened by others?

To be sarcastic, even if I want to think so, look at the spirit girl and turn around and follow Fusang.

In her eyes, isn't he worth missing?

This was obviously a huge minefield in my heart, an area that I could not get involved, a past that was so shameless that I could not even look directly at. I should have felt heavy and painful, but for some reason, Fu Chen looked at Zhaoyue in front of me, but felt relieved.

He could hear clearly the words she said to the spirit girl in the Nine Heavens and remember them clearly.

Those words he couldn't say were finally spoken in another way.

The moment she chose Fusang, she lost her position beside the supreme world. If Fusang could not control the Xuanyuan Sword, she would naturally be unable to command the world.

Zhao Yue said it right. If she had not betrayed herself before, then now, not only will the position of Queen of Heaven still belong to her, but even the world and wilderness may be hers.

The moment she chose Fusang, the wishes of the two of them were destined to be vague.

The woman I have been spoiled for thousands of years, and at that moment, she really turned herself into a huge laughing cake.

After coming out of the kitchen next to him, Zhao Yue took the bowl of porridge, took two more eggs and two buns, and bit a steamed bun in her mouth. Seeing him staring at the window in a daze, he picked up the buns and smashed them over.

He raised his hand, steadily grabbed the bun, turned his head and glanced at her, his face full of "disgust".

After crossing the threshold, she put down the plate in her hand, raised her hand and pulled the steamed bun in her mouth, and said angrily: "Don't stay up late when you grow up. Besides, you are not the one who has piles of documents that need to be dealt with immediately. Eating and sleeping is the top priority."

Seeing that he didn't say anything, she broke the steamed bun in her hand and stuffed it into her mouth: "I have to go to the medicine stove to see, don't cause any messy things."

After saying that, she stepped out of the door, but retreated after less than two steps.

He walked straight to Fu Chen and put down a small blue and white porcelain bottle: "This medicine is once a day, once a time, and I will ask for it again if I don't have it. Your body is too weak to bear such powerful spiritual power. This thing can keep your spiritual consciousness stable."

Then, put down a flat box of ointment with the other hand: "This, if the wound on your back hurts, apply some, and it doesn't hurt."

Afterwards, I stood there and thought about it, as if there was nothing to explain, so I left again with confidence.

Fu Chen looked at the two small porcelain bottles in front of him and looked in the direction she left.

The back of Xuantian Xingchen's outer shirt, as he followed, left the yard and disappeared.

She went straight to the melting pot. The fire rose for so long, and the Fox Emperor's medicine should have been almost done.

As soon as he stepped into the door of the medicine furnace, Zhaoyue saw a circle of people around the stove, and they all stood on tiptoe and stretched their necks into their eyes.

She pushed away the crowd and saw Yun Xiaoxian's back at the bottom. She followed her eyes and finally figured out the reason why a crowd was surrounded here.

The rising fire, the original purple flame, turned into a strange rainbow color.

She smiled slightly: Yes, it is true that great achievements will be achieved.

Seeing her standing aside, Yun Xiaoxian looked happy and leaned forward and said, "What is the matter being refined in the medicine stove of Yuezun? It's so strange."

The focus of her eyes was all gathered in the stove in front of her, and she couldn't hide her joy and replied with a smile: "Didn't you tell you that day, a great medicine."

"Just, there's no name?" Yun Xiaoxian asked.

This stopped her from asking, came back to her senses and thought for a while, and said truthfully: "I really don't have a name. I don't have to use one for thousands of years. When to use it, I really didn't expect the name."

Seeing Yun Xiaoxian with an incredible look on her face, she reached out and patted him on the shoulder.

"Did you think about how to compete in this competition between Medicine God?"

When she asked about the key major matter, Yun Xiaoxian smiled and put his hands into his sleeves: "I thought about it and thought about it, I've put it all out."

At this moment, outside the main hall of Medicine King Valley, there was a wide magnificent and round square with divine lights. On one side of the sign, Fu Chen stood there with his head tilted, his eyebrows thrust and thrust.

He really didn't expect that the competition was actually held in this way.

In addition to the participation requirements, strange things such as beautiful facial features and good temperament are also attached.

What is the difference between this and a martial arts competition and bride-seeking marriage?

Or, the old fox Yun Xiaoxian just wanted everyone to think that this was a martial arts competition to attract brides.

Fu Chen narrowed his eyes slightly and glanced at the line of small words below the notice.

"In order to seek openness and justice, I specially invited fairies from all over the world to watch together and encourage each other."

There was no good sound in his nose, and he let out a "hum".

An ancient moon master who does not follow the routine, plus a ghostly medicine god.

The two of them closed the door and decided on this good show!

Awesome!

Rong Luo stood beside him, raised his head, his eyebrows twisted into a knot, and his chest seemed to have accumulated ten thousand words, all stuck in his throat, unable to make a sound.

He pursed his lips, turned his face to Fu Chen with a sad face and said, "You are so big, it's like a martial arts competition... Or maybe I'd better get away, what if I hurt Ling Mei..."

Fu Chen snorted coldly: "I'm not blind."

It’s much easier to hit her than to hit her!

Rong Luo smiled awkwardly: "I'm not saying you'll hurt her, I'm saying..."

Rong Luo was worried that other competitors suddenly appeared, hurting Ling Mei whom he had been thinking about day and night.

Looking at his infatuated look, Fu Chen's mouth was about to tilt out of his face: "Master's arrangements naturally make sense. Besides, didn't my master say that he would teach her a few tricks?"

Rong Luo was frowning and complained: "Your master doesn't feel sorry for Ling Mei at all, but I'm worried that she is so worried."

He snorted coldly without answering.

She not only felt sorry for Ling Mei, but she never felt sorry for me.

How could Zhao Yue look as charming as last night appeared in his head again? When his nose heated up, a line of nosebleed came.

Rong Luo's mouth opened his mouth and saw him rushing to wipe it. Then he turned his head as if nothing had happened and looked at him: "When will your Lingmei arrive?"

A trace of blood on his face caught him off guard, scaring him to take two steps back, and answered tremblingly: "Oh oh oh, it's only been one or two days."

Fu Chen raised his hand to cover his nose and said buzzingly: "I'll let me know before I come."

Before he could finish his words, he turned around and was about to leave.

He didn't want to stay in this place for a second, and he wanted to find a crack in the ground to hide in it.

Seeing that he was about to leave, Rong Luo hurriedly chased after him, took out a handkerchief from his chest and handed it over, with a sympathetic smell in his eyes: "It was flowing all over his face..."

Seeing Fu Chen's expression gradually faded, he glared at him fiercely, and he quickly stuffed the handkerchief into his hand, turned around and ran away.

Fu Chen looked at a small sea snake embroidered on the handkerchief. His originally decent look turned black into the bottom of the pot.

This embroiderer, this special thread, would never be mistaken. This is a handkerchief embroidered by the spirit girl.

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【After the Battle of the Wasteland】

Emperor Fox: I have to trouble Yuezun to help me find medicine again, and I feel really sorry.

Zhaoyue: Fox Emperor, please don’t say that.

Fox Emperor: The great kindness of the moon master, I remember my Xuanzhi in my heart!

Zhaoyue:…?

Fox Emperor: My sister just got pregnant with a little fox. In order to repay Yue Zun, I plan to name this child...

Zhaoyue (silently took out the Fuxi Qin)

Fox Emperor:...and yet, I haven't thought of my name yet.

Zhaoyue (silently received the Fuxi Qin)
Chapter completed!