shock!The tyrant's group pet cub is the daughter of heaven

Chapter 1655 Big deal, I'll be a god
When Feng Linxing returned to the room with that section of hair, Feng Fuce was still by Bai Zhier's side.

"What's wrong with Mom?" The little guy walked over and saw Bai Zhi'er's cheeks were flushed, as if he had a fever, and he was sleeping with his eyes tightly closed.

Feng Fuce made a gesture of silence.

Just now Bai Zhi'er woke up again, complaining that she was not feeling well, Feng Fuce used his strength to make her more comfortable, just fell asleep, but it was very unsteady.

Feng Fuce took his son's hand and walked outside the room.

He whispered: "We have to go back as soon as possible, probably because the Linglong lamp is not stable, your mother is worried about it, and something went wrong."

Feng Linxing pouted.

Feng Fuce asked again: "If we need to be separated for a while, will you follow me or mother?"

Only then did the little man widen his handsome thin eyes: "You two want a divorce?!"

This time it was Feng Fuce's turn to be stunned.

"What nonsense?" He sneered, "If it's really the Linglong lamp's problem, if we haven't solved the problem of the wick this time, I can't watch your mother suffer like this. I have to let her stay in the heaven for a while, and I will stay in the devil world again." Think of ways to."

If it doesn't work, he can only gamble on his chance to become a god.

Feng Linxing stretched out his little hand, and monk Huizhen's hair was lying in his hand.

"Why can't it be solved? We already have the hair of four people, and we will know when we go back and try."

"Even if the real hope lies in the person who has been burned, Dad doesn't have to give up. The big deal is that I will be a god." The little guy said it easily, and even shrugged his shoulders, as if he didn't care.

To him, it seems to make no difference whether he is a fairy or a demon king.

After all, even if he is a devil, his father would not allow him to sweep with an AK47.

Feng Fuce didn't expect that he could get the monk's hair.

He was taken aback by this, but he still rubbed his son's little head after all.

"Xing'er, you have increased the hope of this matter. We will leave after your mother wakes up."

Feng Linxing has no objection.

The father and son returned to the room, intending to stay by Bai Zhi'er's side.

At this time, Fan Qingbo had already packed his luggage and prepared to leave the program group with a dark face.

Director Ren blocked her way.

"Qingbo," Director Ren maintained the last courtesy: "According to the contract we signed at the beginning, if the artist has negative news and affects the program, he needs to be compensated. I will send the return contract to your studio email In the past, you remember to deal with it."

Fan Qingbo grabbed the suitcase angrily, she felt that Director Ren was really heartless!

Seeing that something happened to her, you are in a hurry to get rid of the relationship?

As soon as Fan Qingbo left the gate of the temple, he bumped into Tang Qian and Pei Luochuan who had returned.

She was taken aback, and wanted to avoid it, but Tang Qian had already raised her head to greet her.

"Miss Fan."

"What else do you want? You won this time, if you want to laugh at me, then you can save your energy."

After Tang Qian heard this, she sneered and said, "Laugh at you? I don't have this plan, because I never put you in my eyes. I came to you just to ask why you liked targeting me so much before. As far as I know , we never had a holiday.”

Fan Qingbo gritted his teeth and glanced at Pei Luochuan behind her.

This tall man completely protected Tang Qian within his body, and made a protective gesture.

Fan Qingbo's heart was bitter, and even his tone was sour.

"Did you really forget that when you were a freshman, at the New Year's party, you gave the wrong rose?"

(End of this chapter)