Huoye, Madam Went To the Sky Bridge Again To Set Up a Stall

   Chapter 1130 She is the moon in the sky, you are the mud on the ground

   A faint smile appeared on Fu Yuzheng's excessively fair and delicate face.

   He looked at the angry woman in front of him, and said firmly, "You won't kill me at this time."

   Ji Shuzhen's charming and charming face twisted a bit, she pinched Fu Yuzhen's neck and said hatefully, "I will kill you sooner or later!"

   As the man in front of her said, she would not kill him, nor would she dare to kill him.

  If there is no Fu Yuxiang, how will his children lead the world.

  Fu Yuzhen calmly removed Ji Shuzhen's hand from his neck, the corners of his lips curled slightly, and said indifferently, "I'm waiting for that day to come."

   Ji Shuzhen snorted coldly, and shook the hand that was broken apart by the other party.

   Seeing her disgusting action, Fu Yuzheng's lips curved into a sarcastic arc.

   He nodded slightly to the saint in front of him, and said with deep sympathy: "Your harem has lost another member, please mourn. If there is nothing else, I will retire first."

   Ji Shuzhen's face was full of savagery, his **** lips were gently opened and closed, and he said coldly, "Go away!"

  Fu Yuzhen tidyed up the collar of the Taoist robe, moving slowly and gracefully with indescribable elegance.

   As if he had never left the Fu family, he was still the distinguished Second Young Master Fu.

   Before leaving the room, he looked back at the woman who was stepping barefoot on the carpet in the room, and his voice was a little harsh: "By the way, I saw that woman you were jealous and envious of last night.

   She is very beautiful, a rare beauty in the world, and Xuanqing missed her hand. The child in her belly is very healthy, and I can feel the strong vitality of that child. "

   Ji Shuzhen widened a pair of winking eyes, and teleported to Fu Yuzheng, preventing him from leaving.

   Her eyes filled with murderous intent stared at the man in front of her, and asked aloud, "Have you seen Qin Ruan?!"

  Fu Yuzheng nodded and said, "Thank you for letting me go home to visit. My third brother took me into Huo's house last night. I saw her from a distance through the window. She is a very beautiful and temperamental woman."

   Hearing him compliment other women like this, Ji Shuzhen felt indescribably annoyed and jealous.

   She fluttered her long hair on her shoulders, showing a charming aura all over her body. She blinked her eyes and asked Fu Yuzheng seductively, "Then is she as beautiful as me?"

  Fu Yuzheng smiled, with a happy smile.

   The words that came out of his mouth made smoke rise from the head of the saint in front of him.

   Fu Yuzhen's affectionate lips slowly closed: "It's incomparable, if you have to compare, she is the bright moon in the sky, and you are just the mud on the ground."

   "Presumptuous!"

   Ji Shuzhen was so angry that her charming face lost its former charm and became a little more hideous and ugly. She raised her hand and drew it towards Fu Yuzheng's face.

   If it was before, Fu Yuxiang might have endured this slap forbearance.

  This time is different from the past, his speed is faster than that of the saint, and he teleports to the same place.

   In the next moment, Fu Yuqiang stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, staring at Ji Shuzhen coldly, his eyes extremely horrifying.

Seeing that he still dared to hide, Ji Shuzhen's eyes flashed ridicule, and she used the most vicious words to tear Fu Yuxiang's disguised unattainable: "How dare you hide! Forget the embarrassed appearance of a dog lying at my feet? The way you wag your tail and beg for pity is really cute."

   I don't know what I remembered, she exclaimed: "Ah, I remembered!"

   Ji Shuzhen lifted up her long skirt to reveal her fair feet, with a happy smile in her eyes: "When you knelt on the ground and kissed it with your lips surrendered, you were cute and charming back then.

  Ghost Sixteen, if it wasn't for me, you would have already become a meal for other puppets! "

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  Fu Yuqiang still looked indifferent, staring at her with an almost sympathetic look: "Enough is enough."

   The smile on Ji Shuzhen's face paused slightly, her eyes narrowed, and she asked in a deep voice, "What do you mean?"

Fu Yuzhen's eyes drooped slightly, and he flicked the dust on his body that he didn't know when, and his voice was indifferent and emotionless: "Mian'er is dead, and there is no relationship between you and me, and mentioning the past will only make us both hate each other. ."

   His words stimulated Ji Shuzhen.

   She looked mad and roared hysterically: "Shut up! Mian'er is not dead, our child will definitely be resurrected! He will definitely rule the human world and become the master of this world!"

  Fu Yuzhen didn't want to entangle with her any more, and his body slowly disappeared into the room.

   "I don't want to see you lately."

   Before he left, Ji Shuzhen was so angry that he smashed the room with his words.

   At this time, she didn't know that the danger was approaching, and she didn't know that after Fu Yuzhen left, she went to the room on the eighteenth floor that was guarded by members of the Wu clan.

   The person guarding the door saw that it was him, with jealous and respectful expressions on his face.

  Fu Yuzheng looked at everyone coldly, and said lightly, "I want to see Mian'er."

   Knowing that this person is the biological father of the Son of God, the members of the Wu clan did not stop him and opened the door for him in person.

  The door was opened, and the room was dark, only the floor lamp emitting a faint light.

  Fu Yuzhen stood at the door and did not walk directly into the room. His hands were shaking beside him.

   His child is inside.

   Ji Mian, following the surname of the saint.

   In order to survive, he lingered at the feet of the saint.

   Years of forbearance have brought him to his current position of unhindered access in the Wu clan.

   All this is because of the arrival of Ji Mian.

  The birth of the child made his life in the witch clan relatively easy. The saint might have a secret possession of him, and he was the biological father of the child, so the other party did not embarrass him.

   Even if he angered the woman again, the other party would always forbear him.

  But Fu Yuzhen knew that the reason why he didn't dare to let the Saintess touch him was because of his son in the house in front of him.

   Ji Mian was a puppet from birth. He was the product of the combination of man and puppet, and died before the age of one.

   After the child died, the soul was always by his side, but he had no affection for the saint.

   Saintess took a fancy to Ji Mian's physique, and fortuned that he would lead the Wu clan to the peak, and she wanted to resurrect him and let him rule the human world.

   But the little child can only hold Fu Yuzheng's arm, hoping to get that weak father's love.

  Fu Yuzhen had no father-son relationship with Ji Mian at first, and the day he really realized that he had feelings for this child was the moment he stopped breathing for a few seconds.

   On that day, he experienced the long-lost heartache, a grief more painful than parting with his family.

  The little boy, his pale face was full of pain before he died, he held his arm with a small hand so thin that only a skeleton was left, looked at him with admiration, and called out to his father.

   Fu Yuzhen, who was standing at the door, seemed to be able to hear Ji Mian calling his father, and the voice went from near to far until it disappeared.

   He took a deep breath, and there was a trace of sadness in his cold eyes.

   Stepping into this room will officially end the father-son relationship between them.

   Seeing that he didn't move, the members of the Wu clan guarding the door asked aloud, "Are you still going in?"

"Um-"

   Fu Yuzheng responded and slowly stepped into the room.

   (end of this chapter)