After thinking about it several times in my mind, I felt that I was clearly looking for a high-sounding excuse for myself to stay with her.

If it weren't for the appearance of the spirit girl, she would have missed her whole life with him, and she would have seen Fu Chen again in this life and would not want to let go, and she was even very afraid that someone would come out and rub her away halfway.

Even though he didn't understand why he was so obsessed with this woman and the one who saved his life on Junji Mountain, he once heard Chunyuan say that love is an illusion of going back and forth. Some people are unwilling to take their own illusions seriously after spending their entire lives, so they live to live, while others are unwilling to wake up from the sudden illusion with just one glance.

I should be the latter mentioned by my master.

The half month on Junji Mountain was the illusion that Zhaoyue created for him. He was obsessed with it, like a child waiting there, thinking that he could see him again by guarding it.

But I didn't know that someone had been replaced and missed my whole life in vain.

Now, the original wish that wanted to guard her and wait for her gradually became another way under the influence of time and under the protection of Zhaoyue day after day.

I want to press her on my chest and turn her into something of my own.

Protect her, love her, and give her the world.

His hand holding the letter page did not move for a long time. Zhao Yue was a little confused and raised her hand to wave it in front of him a few times: "What's wrong?"

Fu Chen suddenly came back to his senses, facing her concerned gaze, and faintly said: "It's okay."

Afterwards, he looked down at the letter paper in his hand and chatted blankly: "The Emperor has you as a student, so he has been in trouble for eight lifetimes."

Zhaoyue pouted and snorted: "Then is there any way? No one is willing to accept me as his disciple. It is easy to read and read. I have learned to play the piano and write music later. I have learned to learn to do it myself."

He held her a look and laughed: "It would be strange if he would let others teach you."

What if it's spoiled?

It is inevitable to be surprised to get along with each other every day. Depending on his operation, the ancient emperor clearly understands this principle.

"So did he teach you the language of the Heavenly Clan?" He took this opportunity and asked this extremely important question.

Zhaoyue shook her head almost without thinking: "No, the Tian Clan language is too hard. When he taught me, I found it troublesome and hid in Huangquan. I didn't go back until he told me that I wouldn't force me to learn from me."

This answer was more or less guessed in Fuchen's mind.

In ancient times, each clan had its own language and did not interfere with each other. Later, for peace in the world, the ancient emperor used the language of the heavenly clan as the most basic term for communication between clans, and promoted it to the world of all seas and eight wildernesses, and then the world of great integration was found.

"Then when did you learn what you said so well now?" He put down the letter and waited for her answer.

Sure enough, Zhao Yue thought for a moment and said hesitantly: "It was probably a thousand years ago..."

A thousand years ago, Zhaoyue suffered the first loss of language. During the heavy rain on Junji Mountain, she relied on guessing nine out of ten sentences, because she couldn't understand, and almost all had to rely on gestures.

Now that I think about it, I am really tired, afraid of being joked, and I don’t even say it, I guess I’m still treated as a mute.

For some reason, Fu Chen's mood seemed to be clearing the clouds and seeing the sun, and suddenly became much better.

Too many things happened a thousand years ago. He persistently and affirmatively believed that it was the encounter between Junjishan and the opportunity when Zhaoyue suddenly began to learn the language of the Tian Clan.

The fact was indeed as he thought. Zhao Yue, who suffered a loss, began to think for the first time how important it was to learn the language of the Heavenly Clan. It was only then that I realized that this language had long been implemented within the Yue Clan and the Ghost Clan, and there were only a few people who had a relationship with her who would speak the original ancient characters when facing her.

Zhaoyue, who only started learning from scratch after 300,000 years later, was in a very complicated mood.

"So when I saw the god Mo Chuan, there was a little bit that almost overlapped his image with the Emperor!" Zhao Yue tilted her mouth, "I never want to experience the reading scene of the Emperor hanging on the beam and thorning the thighs in this life."

"You are stupid, so don't look for these reasons." Fu Chen said lightly with a smile.

Zhao Yue looked at his low pressure for some reason and dissipated most of the time, and said with a tilted mouth: "You little bastard are becoming more and more blatant. Shouldn't you respect your elders!"

"Elders who take off their pants at any time will not be included."

He was neither too fast nor too slow, Fu Chen looked at the letter in his hand, and was serious.

Zhao Yue opened her mouth and didn't make a sound for a long time. After a long time, she smacked her lips and tilted her neck: "You still want to kill me every day!"

"Excellent strength does not allow me to keep a low profile."

Zhao Yue, who was originally a little amazed, was completely shaken by his words, opened her mouth and laughed dryly.

The prince of the Heavenly Clan in front of me is really extraordinary. Why didn’t he feel so thick-skinned before? Or did he suddenly become thick-skinned in this way after being with her for two months?

She was blocked for a long time and couldn't speak. She reached out to take out an orange, opened a petal and put it in her mouth. She looked at him reading the letter seriously and lowered his head slightly, and sighed in a low voice: "Guigui..."

After a long time, Fu Chen put down the letter paper in his hand and frowned and looked at Zhao Yue's eyes: "The analysis is clear and reasonable and well-founded. Is it written by Huang Quan?"

"I'm not sure about this. Those who are the most powerful talents in this world who cannot cross the ghost bridge and move towards reincarnation because of their inaction, are basically left by Huangquan in Santuchuan and become a member of the ghost clan. Therefore, there is no shortage of great talents in the Hall of Yama Hall." Zhao Yue handed his other half of Orange to Fu Chen, "It's rare that he is serious once."

"I looked at the people he gave to, and I felt that it was not right." Fu Chen glanced at Zhao Yue, "Can the soul of the Destiny Sacrifice enter the cycle of reincarnation? Why haven't so many people from the demon clan enter the cycle of reincarnation?"

Zhaoyue was not surprised at all by the question he raised. While nodding, he bent down and picked up a small stone on the ground and placed it in the middle of the table.

"The book of your Heavenly Clan says that the demon clan is a clan formed by failure in practice or people who are determined to go astray to evil, right?" Zhao Yue pointed at the stone in front of her and shook her head, "In fact, it is not comprehensive. What you are talking about is closer to the demon clan. If you want to say the demon clan, it should be said that it is the product of obsession.

If someone is a treasure in front of him, he will become a spiritual stone, which is the original appearance of the demon clan. If it is spiritual and guided with kindness, it will become a spiritual fetus after being reborn after the thunder.

But if it happens the opposite, the obsession continues to deepen, and gradually develops malice. After being reborn, it will become the demon spirit of the demon clan."
Chapter completed!