Five Hundred and Sixty-Nine: Put Yourself to Death and Live Again

Yu Huang's chest felt numb at the word godmother.

Yu Huang didn't know what kind of touching story there was between Mo Xiao and senior Sheying, but she could tell that senior Sheying liked Mo Xiao very much. If she really did what Mo Xiao said, it would be too cruel for Senior Sheying.

What Senior Sheying wants is Mo Xiao, not Mo Xiao's relics!

"Father, since you have feelings for Senior Sheying, why don't you tell her personally? It would definitely be more suitable for you to go to her in person and hand the key to her than me."

After hearing this, Mo Xiao gave an answer that surprised Yu Huang. He said, "I... don't dare."

Yu Huang originally planned to persuade Mo Xiao a few more words to make him enlightened.

But after hearing Mo Xiao's answer, Yu Huang knew that there was no need to persuade.

It's not that Mo Xiao didn't understand. It was because he saw through his own feelings that he became timid and did not dare to take the initiative to see Senior Sheying.

Love deeply, but hesitate.

Knowing that someone was hiding in the dark to frame Mo Xiao, but she could not clear up Mo Xiao's grievances, Yu Huang felt aggrieved. She couldn't help but ask Mo Xiao: "Father, even mortals can change their fate against the will of heaven, so you are willing to do whatever you want." Is this a false accusation?"

Mo Xiao asked Yu Huang: "Ah Huang, if someone wants to kill you, even if you escape this disaster, there will be another disaster. In this case, what will you do?"

Yu Huang frowned and thought for a moment, and then expressed her opinion: "Either fight back with all your might, or..." Put yourself to death and survive!

Yu Huang's pupils suddenly widened.

"Father." Yu Huang raised her head and glanced at the dark night sky. She clenched her fist and said, "No matter what you do, I will support your decision. I will also do what you tell me to do for you."

"Then I'll be relieved." Mo Xiao hung up the phone on his own initiative.

Yu Huang heard the busy signal on her phone. She stood in the dark and thought for a moment, then walked into the dormitory holding the phone and returned it to Linfeng.

When Yu Huang returned to the dormitory, Yin Rong and Meituisi were both asleep.

Yin Rong was holding a notebook and typing words. It seemed that he was writing new ones. Metrice sat on the edge of the bed with her legs folded, wiping her sword. The safety buckle on her sword shone brightly under the light.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, they both looked up at the door at the same time.

Seeing that Yu Huang was back, Yin Rong turned off her laptop and said, "Go to bed early. Tomorrow night will be the night of the beast tide again. We have to recharge our batteries." The mining training was over, and the beasts that were born once every half month There is no escaping the tide training.

Hearing this, Metrice also put her sword into the scabbard. She hung the sword on the bedside, raised her head and said to Yu Huang, "Stop thinking so much and go to bed early."

"good."

Yu Huang took off his clothes and lay on the bed. When he was about to fall asleep, he suddenly heard Metrice ask in an awkward tone: "How do you and your partner usually get along?" Yu Huang has a husband, and Yin Rong has a boyfriend. , Metrice wanted to ask them for advice on how to get along with their boyfriends.

Hearing this question from Meituisi's mouth, Yu Huang and Yin Rong both opened their eyes.

Yin Rong burst out laughing and teased Meituisi: "Your Highness is always victorious in battles. It turns out that you also feel troublesome sometimes."

Metrice touched her nose, turned sideways and faced Yin Rong's bed, and said, "I have lived forty years, and this is the first time I have fallen in love." The figure of Feng Yuncheng flashed before her eyes, and she couldn't help but complain. : "That boy looks extremely weak. He is completely different from the man I met on the battlefield. I don't even know how to get along with him."

She was a little irritated and couldn't help kicking the quilt away and sighed: "It's so troublesome to fall in love. If I had known better, I wouldn't have had a boyfriend."

Yu Huang was afraid that Metrice would break up with Feng Yuncheng because of this, so she quickly said: "Just get along with each other casually. If he says anything that makes you unhappy or does anything that makes you unhappy, just say it directly. Don’t keep it to yourself.”

"The most taboo thing about falling in love is mutual suspicion and lack of honesty."

Hearing Yu Huang's words, Yin Rong hurriedly nodded in agreement, "Yes! If you have something on your mind, don't think about it. Speak out."

Metrice nodded, "Okay."

Metrice had a boyfriend, so she couldn't sleep that night. After talking to Yu Huang and Yin Rong for half the night, she fell asleep just before dawn.

Early the next morning, at Yu Huang's suggestion, Metrics went to the cafeteria and gave Feng Yuncheng a light breakfast. When she went to visit Feng Yuncheng in the ward with her lunch box and breakfast, Feng Yuncheng was looking at his face with a small mirror.

The handsome face was punched by Metris, causing the bridge of his nose to be broken and his eyes to be bloodshot.

Feng Yuncheng has never looked so sad.

Feng Yuncheng put down the mirror and found that Metrice had appeared in the ward at some point, looking at him with an indescribable look. Feng Yuncheng quickly hid the mirror under the quilt. He subconsciously covered half of his injured face with his hand, and asked Metrice flattered: "Your Highness, are you here to see me?"

Metrice put the breakfast on the bedside table, walked to the bedside, pulled Feng Yuncheng's hand down, and stared into Feng Yuncheng's bloodshot eyes at close range.

Feng Yuncheng's eyes flickered and he whispered: "Don't look at it, it doesn't look good."

Metrice snorted coldly, "It won't disfigure you, don't worry."

Feng Yuncheng couldn't rest assured at all.

What he was most proud of was his face. With this funny look, he was embarrassed to face Metris. Metris pointed to the breakfast on the bedside table and explained, "I brought you breakfast. You can see if it suits your appetite."

Feng Yuncheng opened the lunch box and saw the vegetable, meat porridge and steamed dumplings in the lunch box, and felt indescribably soft in his heart.

Seeing that Feng Yuncheng remained silent, Meridian thought it was because the porridge was not to his liking, "Don't like vegetable and meat porridge? What do you want to eat? Tell me and I will bring it to you next time." Meridian couldn't help complaining in her heart. : It’s really troublesome to raise a boyfriend. If he doesn’t eat anything, why should he be picky about food just because he looks good?

Feng Yuncheng quickly shook his head and explained: "No, I like it very much. It's just that this is the first time I have received a loving breakfast from His Highness, and I can't bear to eat it."

Metrice rolled her eyes.

Breakfast is breakfast, and breakfast is love.

Nasty.

"Eat quickly, I'll bring it to you tomorrow."

Hearing this, Feng Yuncheng felt that he was the happiest man in the world. "Thank you, Your Highness." He picked up the spoon and gulped down the porridge, but he only drank half a bowl of porridge. After eating three xiaolongbao, it was a little full.

When Metris saw this, she couldn't help but mock him: "Are you a man? Cats can eat better than you, can you do that?"

If you're a man, you can't say no.

Feng Yuncheng bit the bullet and drank all the porridge, destroyed all the xiaolongbao, and licked all the porridge juice off the walls of the lunch box.

Only then did Metrice feel satisfied.

"Give me the lunch box, and I will bring you food at noon." Yu Huang said, as a qualified lover, if the partner is sick, he should bring food to the partner. Metrice felt that she was a man from the bottom of her heart, and she felt that as a man, she had to take good care of her partner.

Now that you have accepted Feng Yuncheng as your boyfriend, you can't abandon him.

Metrice took the lunch box and was about to leave, but Feng Yuncheng said, "Your Highness, wait a moment, let me take a photo."

Metrice frowned, "Hurry up!"

Feng Yuncheng hurriedly took out his cell phone from under the pillow, took a picture of the clean lunch box, and even took a picture of Metrice's hand in it. "Okay, Your Highness."

Metris took the lunch box and turned away.

After she left, Feng Yuncheng changed the filter on the photo and posted it to his WeChat Moments, saying: "All the love breakfast sent by His Highness was eaten up." 】He also made a series of heartfelt gestures behind the text.

Soon, Feng Yuncheng received messages from family and friends——

Big brother: [...Congratulations. 】

Second brother: [Where did you learn the P-picture technique? This hand is not good, it should be more slender. It looks like a man's hand. ] Feng Zhen simply didn’t believe that his fourth child could catch Her Royal Highness.

Third Sister: [Wild dogs don’t eat as cleanly as you. 】

Yu Huang: [Envy, envy. 】

Feng Yun admitted that he responded to every message seriously. After his embellished explanation, all his friends knew that he was in love with the princess of Shenyue Kingdom!

There are no classrooms at Holy Spirit College, and the playground is where they have classes.

Five hundred students sat on the ground in a circle, with Pupuan and Di Ruofeng standing in the middle of the circle, explaining the formation class to them. What they were learning today was one of the sacrifice formations, called the Heaven-Bearing Formation.

Pu Pu'an is a snake man. He and Di Ruofeng stood side by side in the middle of the circle, with their thick and long snake tails coiled beneath them. Pu Pu'an said in the official language of the orcs: "In the three thousand worlds, there are hundreds of sacrifice formations, large and small, and the Heaven-Bearing Formation is the most basic, simple, and unique one."

The Holy Spirit Continent originally had four official languages, namely the language of the Holy City of the elves, the language of the Lion King of the orcs, the language of the human race Shenyue Kingdom, and the language of Qixiahai of the shark race.

After the Sharman tribe was exterminated, there were only three official languages ​​left in the Holy Spirit Continent.

The official language of the orcs sounds a bit esoteric and difficult to understand, but most of the students here are born from aristocratic families. They have received elite education since they were young, so they can also understand Pu Pu'an's language.

But Estelle comes from the most remote countryside of the night elves. He can even vaguely understand the light language of the elves, let alone the language of the orcs.

So, when Pu Pu'an was immersed in explaining, Estelle raised her hand.

Seeing Estelle raise her hand, Pupuan thought he had some understanding of his lecture, so he said to Estelle with a smile: "Classmate Estelle, do you have any different opinions that you want to share with us?" share?"

The students all looked at Estelle, wondering in their hearts: Is this night elf still a formation genius?

Estelle stammered in night elf language with a country accent: "Principal, can you speak slower? I...I don't understand." After saying that, Estelle was ashamed. The ugly little black face turned black and red from shyness.

The expectant smile on Pupuan's face suddenly turned into embarrassment. "Um..." Pupuan looked at the other elves and said, "Is there any elf who is willing to translate for Estelle?"

However, no elf was willing to stand up and help Estelle.