After all, it was the thickest person who broke the silence.

Chen Feng stood up from the prince with a calm expression and explained to the king and queen with a calm expression: "Your Majesty, don't think too much, I'm just treating the wound for Your Highness."

The king and the queen nodded one after another: "...Well, dealing with the wounds is really a concern for Lord God of Light."

Although their tone was peaceful and peaceful, they looked grateful, but their steps had moved away silently.

Stopped between the God of Light and the Little Prince and separated them.

When the king and queen were two monsters disguised as witch demons on the tree in the Witch Demon City, they also respected Lord God of Light very much.

Every time they fly up to the treetops, they just can see the leader tree in the square.

Although the big tree is a tree formed by the leader, it is also a trace left by the God of Light, so some witches and demons secretly call it the divine tree.

They watched so many witch demons visit every day, and they also visited them once or twice.

Later, they met Lord Light God in Wumo City with their own eyes. At that time, they felt that the breath around the God of Light was so good that they couldn't help but want to get closer and closer.

Every time they stayed by Lord God of Light, they felt as comfortable as if they were lying in cotton, and even their brains stopped thinking relaxedly.

It was not until later that they saw the little prince who claimed to be their son holding the God of Light flying in the sky that they vaguely realized something was wrong with the relationship between the two.

Later, as soon as they were in charge of the deer bones in charge of the memory worm, they saw Aye stumble back and faint in front of them, looking pale and weak, with terrifying scars on their hands.

After the prince woke up, the elder with the most skilled medical skills sat in front of his bed, packing bottles and jars, and suddenly asked, "Your Highness has the blood of the God of Light on his hands. Is it because you hurt the God of Light or were you punished by the God of Light?"

The prince looked up at the elder, his tone was unremitting, and he was so straight that he didn't have any emotion: "I killed him."

The elder was startled and the bottle in his hand fell to the ground with a clang.

At that time, the king and the queen had not yet become human. They flew to the prince one after another, each of them stretched out a piece of wings and covered the little prince's mouth firmly.

The elder trembled and picked up the medicine bottle and put it back into the box: "Your Highness must never speak nonsense to others."

The prince ignored him, pushed away the two wings on his mouth, turned around and lay back under the quilt.

The king and the queen then realized that the little prince and the God of Light must have had a conflict.

The first thing they did when they became human-shaped was to ask the little prince's wounds and what happened between him and the God of Light. But when the little prince heard the word "Light", he reacted very much. Sitting on the bed would destroy the bed, and sitting on the chair would destroy the chair.

They didn't dare to ask anymore, and could only silently define in their hearts: God of Light must have done something that was sorry for their son.

The God of Light is indeed the God they admire, but if the God of Light bullies their sons, they will never stand in the wrong line.

But even though they were standing on their son's side, they didn't dare to see the prince really taking on the killing number, so they ran over in a panic to stop him from killing the God of Light.

But I didn't expect to see such a scene.

Seeing the little prince's smooth and delicate right hand recovering as before, they finally breathed a sigh of relief.

It turns out that Lord God of Light is really just dealing with the wound.

The wound on the prince's hand was treated and inexplicably felt that his spiritual power had also recovered a little.

He reinvigorated his perception of Chen Feng's breath and stood up from the bed expressionlessly.

The prince looked at his hand and then at Chen Feng. He suddenly thought of something and pulled his father to Chen Feng.

"Kiss." The prince pushed his father up.

Chen Feng: "?"

king:"??"

queen:"???"

The prince explained: "Didn't you promise to help me treat my parents? Isn't it faster than having you stay by their side and using your breath to restore them. Just kiss them directly."

Chen Feng was silent for a while and explained: "But the wounds that can be treated by kissing are limited to blood. If you want to recover other wounds and spiritual power, you need to stay by your side at close range..."

"How can you know if you don't try it?" the prince interrupted him.

... Of course I know.

Chen Feng thought silently in his heart.

He had recovered his memory and remembered it clearly.

His breath can restore the spirit and spiritual power of monsters. This thing was set up the day after meeting the little prince.

This is a selfish setting.

——It’s just because the six-year-old Chen Feng wanted the little prince to like to play with him and to play with him all the time.

But he did get hooked up.

The young prince's self-blocking system was not yet mature, and he just subconsciously felt that it would be very comfortable as long as he stayed with Chen Feng.

As for kissing, it was just the setting that Chen Feng blurted out when he saw the little prince being hurt by his blood.

So kissing can only heal the wounds caused by blood.

Even more precisely, kissing can only heal the wounds of the little prince's body that were injured by blood.

Chen Feng sighed and said helplessly: "Where is your kiss?"

The honest and square face with the kingdom font is inexplicable.

The prince glanced around the king's face and finally landed on his lips.

But before he could speak, he saw his mother's fierce and threatening gaze.

prince:"……"

The prince had to hold his father's hand and leaned over to Chen Feng's mouth: "Dear."

Chen Feng lowered his head, pressed his mouth to the back of the king's hand expressionlessly, and then looked up at the prince.

The prince suddenly didn't understand.

It’s also his own hands, why is Chen Feng’s kissing others as plain as slapping a high-five, and kissing himself, just so... erotic... erotic?

"Father, do you feel that your spiritual power has recovered?" the prince asked.

The king shook his head, looking a little confused: "I don't feel anything."

The queen came over in a gorgeous white dress, pulled the king behind her quietly, and said lightly: "Aye, you don't have to make trouble anymore. Just turn off the perception shielding system and stay by the God of Light, we can naturally feel the revival of spiritual energy."

oh.

The prince nodded in disappointment.

He originally thought that if Chen Feng kissed his parents, he could restore his spiritual power, then he could drive Chen Feng out immediately. But now it seems that he would have to endure Chen Feng for a little longer.

The queen looked up at the sky, then looked at the little prince's messy hair and pajamas, "It's not too late, please clean up quickly, the banquet is about to begin."

After saying that, she slapped the king who was leaning against the God of Light beside her, and had a dignified smile on her face: "Can Lord God of Light have time to attend our banquet?"

Before Chen Feng could speak, he was interrupted by the prince.

The prince spoke in a fair tone: "From now on, this God of Light will follow you without hesitation and help you restore your spiritual power. He will go wherever you go."

The queen was a little surprised. She thanked her and said, "That's what we want to attend the banquet. Lord God of Light, please follow us to change our clothes."

The queen also asked the makeup artist to stym Chen Feng. Unfortunately, after seeing Lord Light, the makeup artist was so nervous that his legs were weak. After performing the original form, he couldn't even change his human form. There was no way. In the end, another makeup artist who said, "I dare not touch Lord Light with both hands" used magic to stym Chen Feng's hairstyle.

After doing his hairstyle, he had to change his clothes, but the clothing of the royal family in Huming Realm was really cumbersome, and Chen Feng didn't even know how to wear some clothes. He looked around for a week and finally chose a simpler dress.

When Chen Feng came out of the room, the audience took a breath.

They have always known that Lord God of Light is so noble that people dare not blaspheme, and they have worshipped the stone statues of Lord God of Light every day.

Only now when Lord Light was wearing a gorgeous costume and appeared in front of them, they suddenly realized that Lord Light was not only noble and dazzling, but also quite handsome.

Lord God of Light was wearing a black jazz dress, with golden embroidered patterns on his neck and chest. The style of the military dress fully showed his wide shoulders, narrow waist, and tall figure. He walked smoothly and straightly, with his long legs wrapped in exquisitely cut military trousers. His figure was slender and had excellent proportions. Every time he walked, it was like a walking work of art. He was covered with golden hanging eels on his shoulders, swaying slightly with his smooth steps.

He stopped, and the slight sound of the tassel-style erectile slough became the only sound in the room.

The wall lamp on the door frame sprinkled a shallow ink-like shadow on his eyebrows, making him look three-dimensional and deep in his eyebrows.

It is thousands of times more vivid and handsome than the tall and tall statue in the square.

"Mr. God of Light, Your Majesty, Queen, the dinner is about to begin." The reminder from the guards outside the door broke the tranquility.

Chen Feng took a step forward and said, "Let's go, the prince should have packed up too."

"Your Highness is already in the banquet hall." The maid beside her reminded in a low voice.

Chen Feng's steps became lighter involuntarily.

It seems that the news that the God of Light was about to arrive at the banquet had been revealed. The whole banquet hall was crowded but secretly nervous. Chen Feng had just appeared on the steps of the circular stairs on the second floor, and someone below shouted: Lord God of Light was here!

The audience suddenly became quiet, and piles of boys and girls in dresses turned into strange prototypes, and worshiped Chen Feng like a wave.

Among the monsters of different shapes, the little prince who was eating pastries as if no one was around in the middle of the banquet was particularly conspicuous.

Chen Feng's eyes immediately bent.

He suddenly realized that the little prince was actually wearing a dress exactly like him, but the color was bright red, which made him look very good.

The prince seemed to have noticed this coincidence, looked at Chen Feng's clothes, turned to look at his own, and his face darkened.

Chen Feng raised his right hand, and the monsters turned into human forms one after another.

Only then did Chen Feng discover something quite strange.

Although there are men, women, elderly and young at the banquet, the most common ones are young girls aged 17 or 18.

And these girls were unfair and just surrounded the prince.

Chen Feng paused, turned to ask the king and queen: "What kind of banquet is this?"

The queen was about to speak, but suddenly thought of something, and looked a little hesitant.

The king had already sucked Chen Feng's body a little bit, but now he reacted and stood up straight. He helped the crown above his head and said carelessly:

"My son's blind date!"
Chapter completed!