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

Bai Zhi'er was not feeling well, and after returning to the Demon Realm, he felt dizzy again without saying a few words to Feng Fuce.

Feng Fuce immediately called two elders over to check her pulse.

Can't see the reason.

Therefore, Feng Fuce must have a problem with Linglong Lamp.

They must have delayed too long.

He contacted Jing Jia immediately and flew straight to Jiuchongtian, intending to use the sections of hair he had already obtained as wicks.

It would be best if it succeeds, if not...

Feng Fuce has already thought of a perfect solution.

He secretly rejoiced that even if the result was unsatisfactory, at least Bai Zhier would not be too sad because of his decision when he fell asleep.

"Father." Feng Linxing called Feng Fuce before he set off.

Feng Fuce paused and turned around: "What's wrong?"

"The question you asked me earlier, I've thought about the answer." The little guy said, with beautiful thin long phoenix eyes and deep black eyes.

Feng Fuce was startled: "What's the problem?"

Feng Linxing shrugged and said, "It's you who asked me if I want to be with my father or my mother. I've made up my mind, and I won't follow anyone. If you two are together, I will become a god."

Feng Fuce was slightly surprised, and in an instant, he reached out and rubbed his son's head.

"You are still young, don't think so much."

"I didn't think much about it. I was serious. In fact, I always knew that the purpose of you and mother giving birth to me was to train a suitable person to inherit the position of Heavenly Dao."

The little guy said, but spread his hands helplessly: "After all, my grandmother needs to stay with my mortal grandfather, and my mother, who is the way of heaven, wants to stay with my demon father."

"It's the same whether I'm in the Devil Realm or in Heaven. Anyway, I don't have love, as long as Heaven is interesting."

Feng Fuce squatted down and looked at Feng Linxing: "Are you sure, you can adapt without us?"

A trace of unnaturalness flashed across Feng Linxing's fair and handsome face.

"Sure!" he said firmly.

However, Feng Fuce smiled thinly: "Even if you are sure, your mother and I cannot accept you leaving us."

"Son, your arrival at the beginning was indeed a desperate bet for us, but as you grow up, we have already felt that we should not send you to the position of heaven against your own will. We hope you can do something about yourself whatever you want to do.”

"It's not about taking any responsibility for any one of us. As for the matter of heaven, let me solve it." He said, seeing that it was getting late, he had to deal with the problem of Linglong Lamp quickly.

He patted Feng Linxing on the shoulder, then turned around and walked into a cloud of light and shadow.

After he left, Feng Linxing stood in a daze in the endless sea of ​​dependent grass.

The black Maybach stopped abruptly behind them.

For a moment, he suddenly thought of Su Kenian.

This poor little monster who has lost his parents.

If the wick of Linglong Lamp does not continue smoothly, will he also lose his parents at the same time like Su Kerian?
Thinking of this, the little fellow Feng Linxing became very irritable.

He turned around, kicked the tire with his little foot, and the black car shook.

"Annoying! I told you that I can become a god!" He raised his little hand and quietly wiped away his tears.

at the same time.

Feng Fuce met Jing Jia who was waiting for him at Nantianmen.

Jing Jia looked behind him: "Zhi'er and Xing'er didn't come together?"

Afraid that Jingjia would be worried, Feng Fuce said: "They just came back from the future, and they are both a little tired. I let them rest at home."