fairy tales

Chapter 4 Rebirth from Another World (4)
A gust of cold autumn wind gushed out of the window, and the temperature in the side hall seemed extremely low, and a tense atmosphere permeated the entire room in an instant.

Chu Kuang tensed up and looked at Xu Changqing nervously.

I am safe.This is not an ordinary promise. Even Xu Changqing feels that this matter is not simple.

Promises are easy, but keeping promises is difficult, and it is even more difficult to keep people safe forever.

A few minutes later, Xu Changqing spoke again, his tone was extremely indifferent, but there was another trace of excitement in the indifference, "General, I can promise this matter, in my lifetime, my third son will definitely die later than me. "

Chu Kuang finally relaxed his whole body, let out a long breath, he could only do this.Truman has been passed down for hundreds of years, and each generation has a very short life span. They either died in battle or died of serious injuries and illnesses. This time, being able to guarantee the safety of the third son's first life can be regarded as leaving a kindling for Truman.

"However, I have one condition."

Chu Kuang laughed and said, "Don't say it's just one condition, even if it's one hundred or one thousand, I, Chu Kuang, will agree to you."

A look of excitement flashed across Xu Changqing's indifferent eyes, "General, I only have one condition, and that is that I, Xu Changqing, can leave Trumen with your promise."

Chu Kuang was silent for a while, then gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, I agree, from now on, you Xu Changqing is free."

Xu Changqing finally couldn't help showing his excitement on his limbs, the feather fan in his right hand began to tremble slightly, and he couldn't help shouting in his heart; "It's been 300 years, and I'm finally free."

At this moment, "Wow...Wow...Wow..." A baby's cry came from above the attic, and at the same time, a rainbow of divine splendor poured down from the nine heavens, covering the attic, a wave of The aromatic breath followed, rendering the entire mansion once again, and it faded away after a few minutes.

Only then did Chu Kuang react, and rushed towards the attic.

Xu Changqing thoughtfully at the side shook his feather fan lightly, and muttered to himself: "Seven-colored divine splendor descended from the sky, this son is not a thing in the pool, and he will definitely turn into a dragon in the future."

(End of this chapter)