Xue Quan breathed a long sigh of relief and closed his eyes as if he had fulfilled his last long-cherished wish.

Fu Niannian clicked her tongue and complained in a cold tone: "Are you just putting on a drama of love here? We found your lair, and you still want to escape unscathed? What are you thinking? If you are alive, don't you tell everyone blatantly? People, did I release the sea for you? Why do you deserve it? Are you worthy?"

"Xue Quan, you deserved your death. Xia Chenyan is certainly not innocent. We are not interested in the story between you. What I am more interested in is his scales. Even if you don't know the reason, , you should also know a little bit about it, right?"

"I can consider putting some water in to let him live a few more days, but only if you tell the truth about everything you know."

"When you finish explaining, I'll give you a treat."

When Fu Niannian finished speaking, Xia Chenyan had already walked to the window, but the next second, his waist was wrapped with a whip.

Xia Chenyan looked down, and her hands turned into claws in an instant, grabbing at her waist.

Lu Wu's whip was scratched by his claws, and the flesh on his waist was also scratched by his claws. Blood flowed out, but the wound healed quickly.

Fu Niannian raised her eyebrows when she saw this scene. She walked quietly behind Xia Chenyan, who had already stepped on the window sill with one foot.

Fu Niannian's hand wearing a disposable glove put on his shoulder.

Xia Chenyan turned his head stiffly and met Fu Niannian's eyes. His pupils shrank, and the next second, his claws attacked Fu Niannian.

Fu Niannian grasped his wrist with ease and looked at him with no expression on her face.

Xue Quan, who was pretending to be dead over there, struggled to get up from the ground, half sitting and half leaning against the wall, shouting in a hoarse voice: "Don't touch him! What do you want to know? Come to me." Fu Niannian's lips curled up. , a talisman appeared on the other hand and was attached to Xia Chenyan's back.

Xia Chenyan's whole body was frozen there, unable to move any more.

In order to prevent accidents, Fu Niannian took out another piece of talisman paper and pasted it on Xia Chenyan's front chest.

She turned around and walked towards Xue Quan, stood one step away from Xue Quan, and looked at him condescendingly.

Xue Quan raised his head to look at her, his eyes barely open, his lips moving, but no words came out for a while.

At this time, he could no longer remember the scene when he first met Fu Niannian. All he had left now was regret. If he could go back in time, he would definitely avoid this woman and not provoke her.

He couldn't escape death today, and it was a death that left his soul scattered. After struggling for so long, he was actually tired. But the strange thing was that he couldn't remember the first time he met this woman. In his mind, he had memories of thousands of years ago. The scene of meeting His Highness for the first time is still clear.

There was only one such important person in his life, and he was even more important than his parents.

He had worked hard for thousands of years for his long-cherished wish, but at this moment, he still couldn't say he regretted it.

When he was young, he entered the palace as the prince's companion. Later, the noble prince risked his life to save him from falling into the water. Perhaps it was from that time that he began to habitually put him first, even himself. Get in line behind him.

In fact, over the course of thousands of years, His Highness's personality has changed a long time ago, especially in order to be resurrected, His Highness was reincarnated once, and His Highness is extremely persistent in being alive.


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