Chapter 42

No matter how many times he looked at it, Fu Tong still felt that the merits on him were amazing.

He thought so, so did Wen Rong.

Wen Rong immediately tuned out his merit light, which was also a layer of golden light. At a high level, it was no difference, but if you look closely, it was a little thinner than Fu Tong's.

Bai Ze is the leader of auspicious beasts, and his merits are even more powerful than him, which cannot be saved by pursuing tasks and fighting monsters.

Wen Rong thoughtfully: "Where did it come from?"

Fu Tongchao took a look during the break: "I'm not sure, but I think... it should be given by him."

Wen Rong felt it was unlikely: "My merits cannot be given to each other, otherwise I would have divided them up to Langlang and let him do whatever he wants."

Wen Lang is the bloodline of the ancient ferocious beast Taotie. He is also born to be worthy of merit, but he was taken by Bai Ze since he was a child and raised well, so he could not even suppress the edge of the heavenly punishment.

But stability does not mean freedom, and you still have to restrain yourself all the time, otherwise it will be the rhythm of temptation or even stepping into the edge of the heavenly punishment every minute.

Fu Tong's eyelashes trembled: "...do whatever you want?"

Wen Rong didn't know where this sentence was particularly so that he could pick it out alone, but after thinking about it, he understood-

There is another relationship between Fu Tong and Fu Qianyuan, like him and Wen Lang. He hopes that Wen Lang can be free and free, safe and happy, and cut to Fu Qianyuan's perspective. He affirmed that Fu Tong was the same.

But if it was really done by Fu Qianyuan, how did it do it?

Giving gifts won't work, and it can't be a slander.

Don’t say that Fu Tong doesn’t have the aura that has arrived in the sky. Even if there is one, it is impossible to block the heavenly punishment at most to clear the negative merits.

Wen Rong frowned: "After he came back, he hadn't explained anything to you?"

"No." Fu Tong lowered his eyes, "I asked before, but he...he said he couldn't say it."

It’s not that I don’t want to say it, I don’t want to say it.

But it cannot be said.

Wen Rong frowned even deeper and told Fu Tong what he had just thought about.

Fu Tong's idea was similar to his: "I can't figure it out, so I borrowed a few books from the Monster Bureau, but it was all common sense records. Do you know other ways to give merits suddenly?"

Wen Rong thought for a while: "I haven't heard of it, but I have a book here. You can take it back and take a look first, and maybe you can find something useful."

As he said that, he spread his palms and after a pale white light passed, an old thread-bound notebook appeared in his hand. The cover paper turned yellow and four seal characters were handwritten on it.

——Miscellaneous notes of mountains and seas.

"This is……"

"Honghu's record book, forgot when he lost to me on a bet." Wen Rong said, "He is a destiny monster. He usually likes to collect some spells and books from other places. It is said that they will be recorded on it. You go back

I think there should be."

This is a rare thing.

Tong Fu carefully picked it up, feeling that it seemed that it had not been opened for a long time: "Have you not seen it?"

"No, maybe I wanted to see it, but then I was busy watching the others, so I forgot it?"

What is more attractive than the private notebook of the destined monster Honghu?

Fu Tong was a little curious: "What are the others?"

“…”

Wen Rong spread his palm again, and in a blink of an eye, five or six books appeared there.

"The Ultimate Guide to Raising a Cub"

"How to Make Your Cute and Beautiful"

"One Hundred Ways to Raise Cubs"

"The Daddy's Guide"

"A Must-read Book for Raising a Cub for the First Time"

Fu Tong: "..."

It's really not easy to be a parent.

Wen Rong looked helpless: "Don't just find it funny. When I first brought you down from Longxun Mountain, many points on it were also used on you at home."

Fu Tong smiled softly: "Thank you."

"It's okay." Wen Rong looked gentle, "You know, I always hope you get better."

Not just the surface.

He wanted to see the Yazi baby who loves to laugh and make noise, and his eyebrows are particularly soft when he smiles.

Of course Fu Tong understood what he meant, and he said softly: "...I know."

It’s just that you know, but it’s difficult to do it.

Wen Rong knew him, and he could tell what the cub was thinking when he looked at his expression.

He looked down at the book in his hand, thought for a while and suddenly spoke: "Do you know? I didn't plan to tell you what happened today at the beginning. Even if it is possible, I hope you won't have anything to him in your life.

involve."

Fu Tong paused and looked at him in a daze.

Wen Rong met his eyes and continued to say: "The reason I changed my mind later was because I thought you should know that I had no position to hide you, and because I saw his heart... He was short of it

If nothing unexpected happens, is it yours?”

Fu Tong nodded slightly.

Then he still kept the dragon scales and hung them around his neck now.

Wen Rong smiled and said, "What does it mean to give you the dragon scales in your heart? I think you should know."

Many years ago, monsters and human society were still independent of each other.

At that time, monsters did not know how to write love letters, were not good at speaking love words, and did not know much, but they had a sincere heart. When they met their lover, they would ask the other person to go home, and then carefully express their feelings and get closest to them.

Give him something from the heart.

If you come to my home, then the rest of your life will belong to me.

I will give you the thing closest to my heart, and from now on, you will be the only one in my heart.

The clumsy and unspeakable monsters have their own little romance.

This kind of romance can only be once in a lifetime. Since Fu Qianyuan gave it to Fu Tong, there is no reason to leave because of his insignificant little willfulness in his partner.

"I think there is a misunderstanding between you." Wen Rong said, "I was not sure before, but now I think about it, it should be like that."

Fu Tong lowered his head and didn't say anything.

Wen Lang slowed down his voice: "What do you think? Do you want to... give each other a chance?"

Mr. Bai Ze was born with a short-lived personality and had no good impression of the dragon inside. He said this not to help him, but to not want Fu Tong to suffer any more.

Fu Tong's eyes were a little confused.

He didn't know how this confusion came about and why it existed. He just felt at a loss and was very complicated. He couldn't say what it felt like.

The five flavors are mixed.

So even after thinking for a long time, the last one was only four words.

"……I have no idea."

People in the game always can't see through and can't escape.

Wen Rong sighed silently.

He looked at Fu Tong, knowing that nothing else was useful to say at this time. Too much or too much, he ended the topic and slowly glanced in the direction of the rest: "Go over, he is about to wake up."

Fu Tong suddenly raised his head.

Wen Rong smiled and said, "You don't need to say goodbye to me when you leave. Langlang's face is thin. You will be unhappy to be scolded by you."

After saying that, he raised his hand and rubbed Fu Tong's head, said nothing, and turned around and went to the small studio next to him.

After standing there for a while, Fu Tong also returned to the rest room.

Fu Qianyuan was not awake yet, and the surroundings were quiet and could not hear any sound.

Fu Tong walked over slowly, stopped beside Canglong, looked around the dragon's body little by little, and finally turned back to his face and stared silently.

It has been a long time since he saw Fu Qianyuan like this.

Even though the latter turned into a dragon and took him to Guishan last time, he didn't take a good look.

He listened to what Wen Rong had just said, but he didn't know what attitude to get along with the person in front of him.

I don't want to be so exhausted by both sides.

I am used to escaping and alienation, but I can't face him like before.
To be continued...