Chapter 609

Yun Zhuo Huaqi's mouth could not speak, he could not move his body, he could only silently toss Yun Fufeng thousands of times in his heart.

After a while, the boat seemed to turn into another waterway, and after a short distance, Yun Fufeng stopped the boat.

Yun Fufeng looked back at Yun Zhuohua, and ordered the boatman, "I'll come as soon as I go, take care of young master."

After the man answered, Yun Fufeng jumped onto another boat carrying Ren Qiubai's coffin and continued to move forward.

They should not have gone far, Yun Zhuohua vaguely seemed to have heard the voice of Yun Fufeng talking to another person.

But Yun Zhuohua couldn't hear what he said.

She can only be sure that Yun Fufeng left with the boat carrying the coffin, but when he came back, only Yun Fufeng was alone.

As soon as Yun Fufeng landed on the boat, he didn't even enter the cabin, so he told people in a relaxed manner, "Hurry up and go home to eat, I'm starving to death."

Yun Fufeng has returned, but where did Ren Qiubai's coffin go...

Yun Zhuohua wanted to see farther from the light-transmitting place in the cabin, but the bow of the ship was still covered by Yun Fufeng, so he couldn't see anything, so he could only be anxious.

When Yun Zhuohua saw Su Wuchen, she seemed to have finally found a savior, and looked at Su Wuchen with aggrieved eyes.

Seeing Su Wuchen made his heart ache, he repeatedly called Yun Fufeng to quickly untie the acupuncture points.

How dare Yun Fufeng not listen to Su Wuchen's order.

Reluctantly, he walked to Yun Zhuohua's side, and with two stretches of his hand, he untied Yun Zhuohua's acupuncture points.

In Yun Fufeng's mouth, he explained to Su Wuchen in a low voice, "Isn't this all because I am afraid that she will run away halfway, it is also a helpless move, a stopgap measure."

Su Wuchen didn't care about these things, seeing that Yun Zhuohua couldn't stand up while holding on to the chair, Su Wuchen's heart ached, and he stretched out his hand to hit Yun Fufeng twice to relieve his hatred.

Yun Zhuohua let Su Wuchen knead her legs and feet for a while before standing up properly.

She got up together, brushed away Yun Fufeng who was standing at the door, and was about to run outside.

With a twist of Yun Fufeng's wrist, he grabbed Yun Zhuohua's arm and grabbed him back, stretched out his hand and pressed acupuncture points again.

At this moment, he still didn't forget to show his foresight in front of Su Wuchen, "You see, she has to go out if she has time, and she must go to find that brat."

"Father!" Yun Zhuohua roared, "Let me go!"

"Don't let it go, don't let it go!" Yun Fufeng pulled a stool from the table, and sat with Erlang's legs crossed directly opposite Yun Zhuohua.

"What do you think is so good about that stinky boy? Why do you always run there?" Yun Fufeng's tone was sour when he mentioned Cangyu.

Yun Zhuohua also asked Yun Fufeng, "I would like to ask my father, why do you have such a big prejudice against Cangyu, and you are such a brat."

"Could it be that you have met him before, and you have formed a bridge with him?"

Yun Fufeng immediately said, "No, no, it was the first time we saw him outside the sky prison, and today is the second time we saw him. I didn't even say a word to him. Where are we going to form a bridge?"

"Really do not have?"

Yun Fufeng replied decisively, "Absolutely not!"

"Then you are such a brat, you are screaming for no reason."

Yun Zhuohua seemed to suddenly remember something again, she squinted her eyes and looked at Yun Fufeng.

"Your opinion on Cangyu reminds me of one thing."

(End of this chapter)

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