"Since you know, why are you still staying here? Go away quickly." Huang Shuaihu was so angry that he yelled at me. Unfortunately, his roar turned into waves of barking.

I touched his head and smiled faintly: "I can't leave."

"Why?"

"Because..." Looking at Huang Shuaihu's anxious eyes, I stopped again. Should I tell him that I am experiencing the heart-killing disaster?

Long Moran should be my disaster. The love disaster is not a minor matter. People have seven emotions and six desires. Only by seeing through can they be free from concerns and move forward alone. Taoism sees through it, not to abstain from touching it. Only after experiencing it can you understand what it is and what you insist on. Therefore, the Tao of every god is different, and the Tao is his own.

If you kill the heart, kill the heart, those with weak minds will be trapped in the disaster and cannot extricate themselves, and the pain of profound Taoism will only be for a moment.

Some people will be able to achieve perfect merits and go to a higher level after experiencing love disasters. Some people cannot get through it, either stay in the world forever, or Yongyuan disappears between heaven and earth. And I am experiencing disasters, not experiencing disasters. It is more terrible than experiencing disasters. If I fail, I will only end up with smoke and ashes. Faced with such a love disaster that I know is a disaster, I can no longer avoid, and I can only face the difficulties.

In the evening, after tangling with Long Moran's limbs, I walked into his arms and whispered: "This afternoon, I accidentally heard that you already have four concubines in the fairy world."

He pinched my chin and made me look at him: "Are you jealous?"

I pretended to be angry and patted his hand away, turned over from his arms, and turned my back to him.

He laughed and hugged my waist tightly from behind. He half supported himself and kissed my neck and half of his cheek. "Marrying them is just a temporary solution, and I love you the most."

I held a corner of the quilt tightly and said dullly: "I am just a mortal. Mortals have short youth and short lifespan. In a few years, I will be old and ugly. By then, will you still love me?"

"Love, no matter what you look like, I love it." He kissed my earlobe, his movements were gentle and pampered.

I said dullly again: "I heard that you have a fiancee who has retired, and I also heard that I look very similar to your fiancée." Perhaps because my soul is too strong, Song Yaya's appearance does look more and more like my original appearance. No wonder many fairies in the cave were muttering in a low voice. Even I was shocked. I didn't think much of it before, but as time went by, this mortal appearance and figure were similar to Feng Wushuang.

I felt his body suddenly stiffen, and my heart tightened, and I still said in a dull tone: "Do you treat me as your fiancee's potential?"

"It's nothing." He put his arms around my shoulders, his tone was light, "How can she compare to you? Don't think about it."

I turned over and faced him. I stared straight into his dark eyes and said seriously: "Really? Didn't you lie to me?"

"No, don't think too much." He lowered his head and kissed my eyelid.

I hugged his neck and said seriously: "Well, I believe in you. But I also want to tell you that I have no great ambitions and no independent personality, but I also have a temper." I looked up at him and said in a very serious tone, "Deception is divided into good intentions and malice. I can forgive the deception of good intentions, but if it is malicious deception, I will never forgive you forever, including the next life and the next life."

He pinched my cheek: "When did I lied to you? You said."

I thought about it for a while, Zhan Yan smiled and said, "It's really not." He took the initiative to kiss his lips.

We were entangled again. After a while, the spring in the bed was full of joy and the body was intertwined. After climbing to the palace of lust, I turned my back to Long Moran, but Mingtai was clear and clear. After the temptation just now, the infinitely close truth had gradually made me realize what it felt.

...

It was the end of the month again, and I went to the company. I still had to live in the mortal world. This job was simple and easy, and my salary was high. I also needed to rely on this job to maintain a higher standard of living in the second half of my life, and I was not allowed to be willful.

It took two days to complete my job, and then I returned to the cave under the escort of Doga.

Long Moran was not in the cave. Fangfei, the female butler in Jufang Pavilion, personally served me. She was a black dragon and was also considered a god of the Tianlong clan, but in the Tianlong clan, she was just a servant.

Fangfei led the fairy girl to serve me and Mu Mu to wash, looked at Hua Rongyue in the mirror, and looked at Fangfei's eagerness to speak but stopped in the mirror, and asked with the flow: "If you have anything, just say it."

Fangfei then said: "Madam's face is becoming more and more like a person."

"Oh, who do you look like?"

"The former fiancée of His Royal Highness, Feng Wushuang, the princess of the Phoenix clan." Fangfei's lowering eyes were filled with a hint of undetectable malice. I captured it in time, and a hint of sarcasm appeared on the corner of my lips.

"Feng Wushuang? I seem to have heard of it somewhere." I said jealously, "Is she beautiful?"

"It's beautiful, very beautiful, it's really a beautiful thing, and it's bright and brilliant. That kind of ultimate beauty is so beautiful that people can't help but make people feel light and dare not take their eyes off. It's not an exaggeration to be the number one beauty in the fairy world." Fangfei did not hide her praise for Feng Wushuang.

"It's just that beauty is beautiful, it's just that it's arrogant, arrogant and vicious. What a prince of my family, she doesn't take it seriously. She has fallen into the face of His Royal Highness in front of others for several times." Fangfei stared at me with anger.

I chuckled and said, "Aunt Fangfei, it's the face of Prince Feng Wushuangluo. What are you doing to glare at me?"

Fangfei was suddenly shocked and quickly turned around: "Madam, forgive me. Seeing that you look so similar to Feng Wushuang, you can't help but think of you as Feng Wushuang himself."

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