The hidden boss of fast time travel

Chapter 144

Surprisingly, King Rui took extra care of the little fox and gave it all kinds of panacea. The little fox has a high level of understanding and can turn into a half-demon in 500 years.

Wearing red clothes, the fluffy tail is also beautiful red, and there are two small and exquisite ears protruding from the black hair.

Little Fox is a girl.

She was only about seven or eight years old, thin and small, her head only reached King Rui's waist.She is King Rui's little tail, following wherever she goes.

King Rui pampered her and even made her the princess of his territory. The little fox became the most valuable alien in the eyes of the demons and the envy of many witches.

After all, King Rui is a very cold man, he was born out of nowhere, his harem is empty, and he doesn't love women.

Most of the women in the demon clan have hot bodies, delicate faces, and open styles. The most difficult man to seduce is recognized by the witches as King Rui.

Now there is an opposite sex behind him, although it is only a female doll, that is also the beginning of some kind of signal, isn't it?
Women and girls swarmed to stare at this big flower, King Rui, disturbing each other, all kinds of chance encounters and winks surrounded him.

King Rui flicked his sleeves lightly, ejected the witches who came up to them seven or eighty meters away, and then took the little fox by the hand to walk away.

The other three kings of the demon world heard about it, and they all brought all kinds of beauties to watch the excitement. One of the kings even specially brought a half-demon with a big tail.

Holding the wine glass, King Rui refused all the teasing. He stroked the little fox's head and held her in his arms: "She is the daughter of this king, don't scare her."

The little fox's heart was inexplicably sore and painful, and she really wanted to say no.

However, King Rui seemed to be talking to himself, and seemed to be asking the little fox: "Little fox, tell me, right?"

His voice is beautiful, it sounds like it wants to penetrate into the heart, and the little fox is intoxicated by his gentle and windy smile.

She nodded.

After the guests dispersed, the little fox sat lonely in the middle of the hall, carefully cleaning King Rui's sword.

To him, she was a child.

The little fox's heart was sweet and bitter.

When King Rui asked her, she really wanted to say no, but in his clear eyes, she didn't dare to peek into her heart.As he wished, she nodded.

The little fox doesn't want to embarrass him in front of others, so he won't deny him.

She couldn't tell either.

She is a half-demon, and she is still a little mute.

Sunflower is half dreaming and half awake, and the moment when Rui Wang and the Great Demon King came in from the gate is still emerging in his mind. He is dressed in strong purple and his hair is tied up. He is not at all like the strange beauty of the demons. He looks neat and clean, even a little weak scholarly atmosphere.

He walked into the door against the light, squatted down in front of the half-demon who lowered his head and wiped his sword, rubbed her hair, and smiled where she couldn't see: "Good boy."

Sunflower saw the little fox looking up and smiling innocently at him, and heard her feel uncomfortable in her heart.

For no reason, her heart ached, as if she had drunk aged vinegar, and dense aches and pains filled her whole body.

So painful, so bitter.

Sunflower woke up suddenly.

A pond of lotus has all withered, and the dry branches are bare, either pointing to the sky, or hanging down into the water, it is early winter.

Before the sunflower fell asleep, I could still see the lotus seeds just formed, the lotus was still there, and the dream had been there for several months.

The water lilies in the small white porcelain water tank are still blooming delicately, and the diameter seems to be two inches larger, and the change of climate cannot change it.

The monk was still meditating, as if he had reached a state of concentration, motionless, standing next to him, with a faint golden light glowing all over his body.

His eyebrows are picturesque, and he still looks the same as when we first met. Maybe it's because he has profound morals and can keep youth forever, so his appearance has not changed.

Sunflower didn't dare to disturb him, and quietly entered the kitchen.The kitchen was already covered with a layer of dust, as if no one had touched it for a long time.

She started cleaning the room with spells.

Where she couldn't see, the monk silently opened his eyes and looked at the water lily in the water tank quietly.He caressed the edge of the water tank with his long and thin fingers, as if he wanted to reach for the water lily, but he never stretched out his hand.

When the sunflower was ready and the monk was invited to eat, the monk remained silent, but he ate a lot. It seemed that the vegetarian food in front of him was very delicious.Sunflower was in an unusually happy mood, and she didn't feel embarrassed when the monk didn't speak, since the monk was always so quiet anyway.

She was also used to looking for something to say when she had nothing to say, so she mentioned that a summer and autumn passed after she slept.

"It's three years." The monk stopped his chopsticks, tidied up the bowl, and said.

Sunflower was so surprised that she couldn't believe it. It was obviously just a dream, and it didn't take long.

The monk repeated it again: "Three years have passed since you fell into a deep sleep."

"Master, has that sister of mine been here?" Sunflower immediately thought of Mu Furong, who seemed like she would never let her go.

Time flies, she got the mission she wished for, but she hasn't started yet.

"I've come twice," the monk replied, "but I was turned back by the poor monk."

After a pause, the monk said again, "She doesn't look very well."

Sunflower hadn't thought about it carefully yet, what the monk meant when he said that it was not good.

Not long after, Mu Furong came over in person.

In front of her was an old man with white hair and white beard, hale and hearty, not angry and majestic.

(End of this chapter)