"I didn't expect that Jian Xinghen has been doing evil for most of his life, but he has a daughter like you who is worthy of his pride. He is not in vain for this life." Shang whispered.
"The reason he stayed in the city of Salt Gang is because he needs the antidote. The antidote is a divine stone that helped him maintain his life span for twenty years. Now he wants to give you the divine stone... I really can't do it
accept……"
Feng Zhilou shook her head and leaned in Chu Moshang's arms sadly. It was not that she didn't pity him, but in this case, she couldn't be calm. When she got the divine stone, Chu Moshang and she would do it.
Living in a little guilt.
"There must be another way." Feng Zhilou sobbed.
"He is actually willing to give you a divine stone that protects your life for you. It shows how much he values you. Zhilou, it's right for you to not want it. If I give it to me, I will also return the divine stone to him."
Chu Moshang's tone was very firm. He could die calmly, but he could not just live another person's life, let alone this person was Zhilou's biological father.
At the same time, Shang also admired Jian Xinghen's courage. A person who had fought for power and status for twenty years actually let go of everything for family affection. The existence of Zhilou brought Changjie into a period of balance and stability.
"Although he is a bad person, he is a good father." Shang praised.
"But, what I need at this time is not fatherly love, but antidote." Zhilou raised his eyes. He really hoped that after such a night, he and she could return to the past and walk slowly on the primrose in the holy land together.
superior.
Unfortunately, such a scene is extremely luxurious for Zhilou now, because Chu Moshang doesn't have much time left.
"There are three months left. Have you spent such a long time crying like this? This is not the style of Miss Fengqi."
Chu Moshang lifted Zhilou's chin, looked at her tears, and gently wiped it.
"I don't want it for only three months, don't!"
Feng Zhilou cried loudly, and tears flowed like a broken thread. He felt so relaxed in his heart. He was willing to leave Miss Feng Qi. These three months were so short, but it might be the most in Feng Zhilou's life.
The most difficult three months.
"I know you are sad, Zhilou..."
Shang's fingers were trembling. He could not bear Zhilou's sadness. Seeing her tears, he really couldn't pretend to be strong. He leaned down his lips and kissed her cheek, trying to kiss her tears, but she kept crying.
The ground was pouring out, and if it weren't for despair, how could it be so difficult to control yourself?
"Maybe, maybe there is a way." Shang comforted Zhilou and stroked her hair, but he could not dispel her fear of the future.
"How, what's the solution? Is there any?"
Feng Zhilou raised his eyes, his vision was completely dirty. Even if there is really an antidote in this world, how can he find it in three months? Maybe it will be too late to find it in the end.
"Please, don't leave me!" Feng Zhilou hugged Chu Moshang tightly, as if she were a child. She hung his back hard, and then and then, becoming more and more powerless.
Chu Moshang didn't know how to calm Zhilou down.
"Okay, let's not give up. Let's think together, is there any other way besides the divine stone?"
"Don't give up?" Feng Zhilou sniffed. Chu Moshang always had a way, and there was nothing to stump him.
"Silent..."
Chu Moshang held Zhilou's hand and took her to the edge of the bed, allowing her to snuggle comfortably on his chest, looking at the thick night.
At that moment, it was so quiet that he could hear his pounding heartbeat.
"Your heartbeat sounds very nice..." Zhilou said softly.
"It's because of you that it jumps so strongly."
Chu Moshang's voice was very light, slightly magnetic, and the quiet night color was more elegant and confusing.
"When did it be so powerful for me?" she asked softly.
"It's been a long time since I saw the little girl with a bun on her bun."
"Then you are not very lustful, we just met." Zhilou's tears were still hanging on his face, and his smile was still a little burden.
"Who said that men of the Dragon Clan cannot be lustful?"
He laughed loudly as his fingers slashed over Zhilou's steps. He was still as before. His smile was rare, but special. After this smile, the sad atmosphere was much less, but there was a faint pain.
In the hearts of both of them.
After this smile, he stared at her for a long time, his eyes locked her with burning eyes until he replaced this gaze with softness. He favored the woman and was reluctant to let her go, but his time was only three months so short.
There are fewer and fewer people who can give her.
She accepted him openly, hoping that it would not dry up in three months, and that he would stay in the deepest and most secret place in her heart forever.
But the more she has this true possession, the more she is, and she can't help but hope that time will stop forever, and will not be sixty. She is willing to snuggle up to him like this and turn into a statue or a stone.
"I really like your red cheeks, it's very beautiful." His fingers stroked Zhilou's cheeks, and only the ring on his ring finger was a little cold.
She grabbed his fingers and his eyes shot over. Almost at the same time, he and her eyes were frozen on this holy land ring, as if they had taken back a box when they left Pangu Hall...
"Box?"
Feng Zhilou grabbed Chu Moshang's finger. She remembered it very clearly that there was a piece of bone in the box, a white cloth wrapped around the bone, and a painting was painted on it.
Chu Moshang straightened his body and opened the ring on his finger. The box he got from Pangu Hall was still quietly placed inside, emitting a faint light in the darkness.
Chu Moshang took out the special box, and the box opened it, and the white cloth was still there.
"Zhilou, now I understand." He hugged Zhilou in his arms and wrapped his strong arms around her, so that she and him could see the things in the box together.
The white cloth slowly unfolded, and the red and black on the picture seemed to have two fires, which penetrated into my mother's belly for a month. Now there seems to be a reasonable explanation.
"This painting refers to you, your body flowing with the blood of Pangu descendants and summoning the gods. Pangu represents justice. In ancient times, summoning the gods was the representative of evil."
"This only shows that my identity is special, what else can it mean? I really want to know what secrets are hidden in this bone?"
Feng Zhilou picked up the bone, and she was sure that it was a human leg bone, definitely not the Fire Ape.
"Why do you want to leave a leg bone for you?" Chu Moshang frowned. He couldn't get the answer, and he didn't know whose leg bone it was.