Fox demon: Carry my piano music with me forever

After a few moments, Fu Changsheng's face suddenly turned dark.

Before he could say anything, Fu Changsheng glanced at Dongfang Yuechu with a cold face, and the latter looked away in fear.

"so rude."

Fu Changsheng shook his head speechlessly, and while looking away, he secretly glanced at Tushan Rongrong's reaction.

Hearing Dongfang Yuechu talking about herself, Tushan Rongrong was not annoyed at all. She even couldn't help but sneer and glanced at Fu Changsheng in a playful manner.

Fu Changsheng coughed lightly, stood up, patted Dongfang Yuechu's sleeve, and said lightly: "It's almost done."

"Then let's go, my sister is waiting."

When Dongfang Yuechu, dressed in new clothes, came downstairs surrounded by people, a red sedan chair carried by eight people was already waiting at the door of the teahouse.

When the people welcoming the bride saw Dongfang Yuechu, they immediately stepped forward respectfully and said, "Sir, please come this way."

Dongfang Yuechu looked up in the direction indicated by the crowd and found that they wanted to get into the sedan chair by themselves. He was stunned for a moment.

"what?"

"I...shouldn't I ride a horse?" Dongfang Yuechu looked at the fox demon who was welcoming the bride with a somewhat dull gaze, and raised his hand to point at the horses in front of the wedding party.

The other party just smiled faintly and said, "Sir, this is what a son-in-law is like."

"Please come in." Having said that, the fox demon nodded again, motioning Dongfang Yuechu to get into the sedan chair.

Dongfang Yuechu was speechless for a moment, and finally, after letting out a long sigh of relief, he raised his foot to get into the sedan chair.

But the next moment, Fu Changsheng behind him suddenly called out to Dongfang Yuechu.

"and many more!"

"Hmm? What's wrong, Uncle Negative?"

"Almost forgot about this."

As he spoke, Fu Changsheng quickly took out a piece of red cloth with gold thread from his sleeve and handed it to Dongfang Yuechu.

"Here, put on your red veil."

Dongfang Yuechu: “…”

Chapter 120 Don’t Tell Anyone

The streets were filled with red decorations. Every household couldn't help but go out into the streets, crowding their heads to see what Tushan's son-in-law looked like.

Tushan Rongrong and Fu Changsheng followed behind on their horses, with colorful flowers and red silk fluttering along the way.

There was a moment when Fu Changsheng suddenly felt a little dazed when looking at the magnificent scene before him.

"What? Are you reluctant to let the young man you raised become Tushan's son-in-law?" Tushan Rongrong, who was standing aside, glanced sideways and couldn't help but teasing Fu Changsheng when she saw him in a trance.

Fu Changsheng came back to his senses and couldn't help but sigh.

"Whether he gets married or not, he will stay in Tushan anyway, so why would he be reluctant to leave?"

"Besides, this is his lifelong wish. Why shouldn't I be happy for him?"

As he spoke, Fu Changsheng raised his head and glanced at the crowded crowd around him and the flying flowers along the way, and murmured: "It just feels like... it's going a little too smoothly."

Hearing this, Tushan Rongrong turned her head and looked at Fu Changsheng, as if she wanted to see something from his eyes.

After staring at Fu Changsheng's profile and thinking for a while, Tushan Rongrong suddenly smiled and said, "What's wrong?"

"Are you tired of the peaceful life? Do you want to go back to your previous life as the White Fox, where Cheng Zhizong bravely traveled around the world?" As Tushan Rongrong spoke, her eyes suddenly became a little playful as she looked at Fu Changsheng.

"Ok?"

The moment Tushan Rongrong finished speaking, Fu Changsheng was suddenly stunned.

The next moment, when Fu Changsheng's mind had digested Tushan Rongrong's words, his pupils suddenly shrank and he looked at Tushan Rongrong in disbelief.

"you......?!"

Facing Fu Changsheng's eyes that looked like he had seen a ghost, Tu Shanrong just smiled and didn't say much.

Tushan Rongrong then reached into her sleeve and groped around, and a white fox demon mask with red patterns appeared in her hand.

"this?!"

"I never expected that our little Changsheng was once a member of the unrivaled Mask. Before I knew it, he became the peerless young master in the storytellers' mouths."

"Do you think I should be happy...or happy?" As she said that, Tushan Rongrong turned around and glanced at Fu Changsheng, her eyes were full of meaning.

Fu Changsheng got angry as soon as he heard half of the words and reached out to snatch back the mask.

"Eh?" Tushan Rongrong quickly retracted her hand, and Fu Changsheng missed it.

"You...how come this thing is in your place?" Fu Changsheng looked around and asked in a low voice with his eyes wide open.

Looking at Fu Changsheng who looked like a cat whose tail was stepped on, Tushan Rongrong couldn't help but cover her face and chuckle.

After taking a closer look at the fox demon mask in her hand, Tushan Rongrong couldn't help but sigh: "Little Changsheng."

"If you don't want to recall it, why keep it?"

Hearing this, Fu Changsheng was speechless for a moment, his lips moved slightly, but he did not say anything.

Commemoration? Regret? Remorse? Reluctance?

All these existed before, but after Fu Qingsheng left, Fu Changsheng suddenly stopped caring about them.

In an unknown time and space, Fu Changsheng of that world became the invincible Human Emperor, but died for the sake of the people of the world.

It would be fine if he was alone, but Fu Changsheng was already married and a father of a child.

That day at Wanshou Ridge, when he saw Fu Qingsheng, whose half body was broken, and Thousand-Faced Demon Rhode, who was sobbing while holding Fu Qingsheng, Fu Changsheng felt an inexplicable pain in his heart.

He was scared.

The title [White Fox] represents Fu Changsheng’s former pride, but now, he wants to let go of this pride.

Even if he can now defeat Gong Suan, who once became his inner demon, and even command Gong Suan to use for his own purposes, so what?

There is always a stronger existence that he cannot defeat.

For example, the Demon Lord, the Demon Master, and the Heavenly Dao.

"Instead of chasing the endless road to immortality, it is better to wait quietly until the Fuxi Qin is repaired, and then find a way to bring Tushan Rongrong back to the original world and live an ordinary life." Under the moonlight, Fu Changsheng thought so while sitting on the rubble of the eaves.

"...Who doesn't have a little secret?"

After a moment's silence, Fu Changsheng pulled his waist and reached out again to take back the fox demon mask. This time Tushan Rongrong did not resist and directly returned it to Fu Changsheng.

Seeing the familiar yet unfamiliar mask in his hand again, Fu Changsheng seemed to be deliberately avoiding something. He just took a quick look at it and put it away.

Seeing Fu Changsheng's strange reaction, Tushan Rongrong raised her eyebrows curiously.

"If you have this ability, why do you have to stay in Tushan to run a teahouse?"

Although Tushan Rongrong had never fought with Fu Changsheng, according to the impression that the white fox easily took the head of the golden-faced fire god with a single punch and a single sword, Fu Changsheng was basically the ceiling level of combat power for the human race, and even the demon race had almost no rivals.

Such a being, who wants everything but cannot get it, how could he be willing to be an ordinary person in Tushan?

Fu Changsheng did not explain much, but simply replied: "I'm lazy, and living in Tushan in my old age is more suitable for me."

"By the way, don't tell anyone. Let's just keep it as our little secret." Fu Changsheng turned around and gave Tushan Rongrong a look.

However, Tushan Rongrong didn't buy it at all.

"Is this the attitude that Xiao Changsheng should take when begging me?" Tushan Rongrong folded her hands, deliberately put on an angry gesture, snorted coldly and turned her head away.

"What do you want?"

call!

The next moment, without any warning, Fu Changsheng's eyes suddenly went dark.

Tushan Rongrong raised the corner of her mouth slightly, and flew into the air. In the blink of an eye, she landed in front of Fu Changsheng. Before Fu Changsheng could react, she naturally took the reins.

"Hey...what are you doing?" A fragrance entered his arms, pressing against Tushan Rongrong's body, and Fu Changsheng suddenly felt a little at a loss.

Tushan Rongrong did not answer, but turned around quietly and looked at Fu Changsheng with some amusement.

"If you want me to cooperate with you, then you have to cooperate with me a little bit~"

Tushan Rongrong's voice was so gentle that it made people's bones soften. Fu Changsheng couldn't help but be distracted for a moment, looking at Tushan Rongrong in confusion.

As she spoke, Tushan Rongrong's hand slowly reached into Fu Changsheng's clothes. After groping for a while, she took out the fox demon mask again.

"Hey, what are you doing..."

Seeing that Tushan Rongrong took the fox demon mask from him without saying a word, Fu Changsheng couldn't help but widen his eyes.

The next moment, Fu Changsheng was about to say something, but Tushan Rongrong came up to him silently.

At that moment, Tushan Rongrong kept looking into Fu Changsheng's eyes. Her eyes were full of tenderness as she whispered, "Remember, this is a little secret between us."

"Don't tell anyone~"

"Chirp..."

That day, with red wedding dresses stretching for ten miles and flowers flying all over the sky, everyone's attention was focused on an enviable couple.

When everyone's attention was focused on the sedan chair carrying Dongfang Yuechu, there was a place that no one noticed.

The lips of a man in plain robes and a fox demon girl gradually touched each other. The girl held a fox demon mask with a white background and red patterns in her hand, which blocked the profiles of the two people...

Chapter 121 The big day

"Bow to Heaven and Earth!"

"Bow down, father!"

Under the bitter love tree, Fu Changsheng, as Dongfang Yuechu's only elder now, sat in the main seat.

The crowd surrounded the entire Bitter Love Tree in three layers inside and outside, staring intently at the woman in red clothes and with white hands, her feet touching the red lotus.

Today, Tushan Honghong has put away the majesty and arrogance of the Demon King, but the phoenix crown and bridal robe she wears make her unparalleled figure even more apparent.

The sunlight shone through the gaps between the flowers and leaves of the bitter love tree onto the two newlyweds. Tushan Honghong and Dongfang Yuechu both bowed to Fu Changsheng.

However, as a man who is almost three hundred years younger than Tushan Honghong, Fu Changsheng always had a strange feeling when he saw the Lord of Tushan saluting towards him.