The princess is the ancestor of evil

Chapter 173 It was him before, love to the bone, now it is him, hate to the marrow

Wenku, "I don't like it."

His Highness thought for a while before Aunt Yun looked at Fuyu, she was very sure, "I think I like it."

Wen Ku didn't want to argue with him on such childish topics anymore.

She was far away from Fu Yuan, sitting cross-legged on the bed, and began to meditate with her eyes closed.

She has never slackened in matters of practice. Honglian Yehuo has already broken through the second level, and is now moving towards the third level.

The path of evil cultivation is no easier than the righteous path, and it is impossible to sit and wait for the cultivation base to rise without putting in effort.

Ever since seeing Si Jinxuan's portrait and seeing Ye Han on it, Wen Ku has become more and more desperate.

Don't ask for more, her cultivation must at least return to the level of her previous life, so that she can possibly pull those two people down from the altar.

At this time, she naturally has no intention of 'talking about love' with Fu Yuan.

Fu Yuan sat on the edge of the desk, watching her quietly.

Even in those days when he was in the yard, he often stared at her like this.

No matter whether Wen Ku responded to him or not.

"Since Xiaoyu has already found me, I think the temple will know my whereabouts soon. Maybe I will go back soon."

When Fu Yuan said this, Wen Ku's heart trembled slightly in the blink of an eye, but her face still didn't show half of it, as if she didn't care about everything Fu Yuan said.

All her reactions were within Fu Yuan's expectation, he still looked at her, but he didn't bother Wen Ku.

He just said solemnly, "Kuku, are you willing to follow me back to the temple?"

"I have always taken the marriage contract between you and me seriously. When we return to the temple, we will be married."

It was not the marriage contract between Gu Jinghong and Wen Rong, but the marriage contract between him Fu Yuan and her.

Your Highness has always taken it to heart.

Probably because he didn't expect him to have the idea of ​​taking her to the temple, Wen Ku was slightly taken aback, and all the evil energy around her returned to her body.

A pair of black eyes opened in a flash, looking at Fu Yuan fixedly, the delicate red lips finally overflowed with a sentence, "You are a descendant of the god race, I am the evil cultivator of destiny, and you and I have never been the same way. "

One good and one evil, how can we come together.

Before Fu Yuan could speak, Wen Ku called his name again, "Fu Yuan."

She rarely calls him by his name.

This time, he was very serious.

His Highness swallowed all the words that hadn't overflowed from his throat.

Wen Ku looked at him, his dark eyes looked deeply into his different pupils, "I am very grateful for what you have done to me during these days."

Wen Ku is a ruthless person, but it doesn't mean she has no conscience.

She knows what Fuyuan has done for her.

The source of life was given to her, and as Gu Jinghong, he 'died' twice for her, Mingshan and Donghai, every time he was by her side, protecting her, and letting her run amok.

If it were any woman in this world, I'm afraid she would have been moved and wept bitterly, and would not marry unless he was the only one.

But Wenku is different.

She said, "I remember your kindness, and I will repay you one day, but not with love."

She is very calm, and even her voice does not have the slightest emotional fluctuation.

Wen Ku stood up, walked to Fu Yuan again, sat down beside him, then took Fu Yuan's hand and put it on his heart, "There was a person who lived in this place, it used to be him, love I hate it to the bone, and now it’s him who hates it to the bone.”

"I had a child with him."

"Love and hate are both one person, and there is no other place that can accommodate you."

If she met Fu Yuan in the previous life, Wen Ku might like him.

The past is the past after all, and it is impossible to do it all over again.

At that moment, Fu Yuan felt for the first time that his heart was stabbed hard, his hand fell on Wen Ku's heart, it felt as cold as ice, even the beating rhythm was extremely slow.

At that moment, he knew she was not lying.

In the past, he was so happy to see Wen Ku, but now these words hurt him so much.

It turns out that there is no physical body, even the Nascent Soul, which also hurts.

He didn't speak, but his eyes dimmed a lot.

"I can't let go of the past, and my heart is full of hatred. Even if you are a god, you can't pull me from the darkness into the light."

"Fu Yuan, I've already gotten used to the darkness."

"I have my own things to do. You give with all your heart. In the end, it will be nothing. It's not too late to stop now."

When dealing with emotional matters, Wen Ku is never dehydrated. Although she has had seventeen fiancés in this life, she has no relationship with them at all.

It's just a trade-off.

She gave them splendor and wealth, but they sold their souls.

Fuyuan is the only one who is different.

She owes Fu Yuan a lot, and she has always been indifferent to him.

This is actually unfair.

Wen Ku looked at him, as beautiful as the moon in the sky, such a person was born to be in the light and enjoyed the worship of everyone.

If there is no accident in the future, Fu Yuan will be the top powerhouse among the six realms.

There was no need for him to trip himself up in front of her.

"You should also walk the way you should go." Wen Ku's hand was still pressing the back of his hand, and after finishing speaking, he removed Fu Yuan's hand from his heart, "Go back, don't waste time with me It’s impossible to have a response in this lifetime.”

"One day, I will go to the temple in person to thank you for your kindness."

She really can't do it now if she wants to be gentle and dry in return.

She couldn't even return the source of her life to him, she couldn't get it out.

She deliberately treated him coldly before, just to let him retreat in spite of difficulties, but he became more and more courageous with frustration, Wen Ku had no choice but to speak clearly to him.

Fu Yuan's hands were hanging by his side, his thin lips were slightly pursed, the light in his eyes dimmed a lot, but it didn't go out.

After a long time, he stretched out his hand to touch her hair. Even the pressure of his fingertips was gentle, as if he was afraid of hurting her. No matter how dim the light in his eyes was, it still contained pampering and distress.

He finally asked, "Who is that man?"

The king killed him!

For the first time, something called jealousy arose in his heart.

When I feel distressed and tender, I am full of jealousy.

Even if it was hatred, that man occupied her heart.

It was also at this time that he understood why Wen Ku said that he didn't like her before.

Knowing that she gave birth to a child, knowing that she loved someone, but he has no waves, how can it be called true liking?

He was jealous now, so jealous that he went crazy, so jealous that he wanted to tear that man into pieces with his own hands.

Wen Ku didn't speak, that was her business, she didn't need to drag Fu Yuan into this mud.

She waved her hand, and took Fu Yuan's hand away from her hair, her voice was also very cold, "It has nothing to do with you."

Fu Yuan narrowed his eyes halfway, and if she didn't say anything, he would naturally be able to find out.

It is a person of heaven.

Found it, tortured him to death!
Wen Ku's words had come to this point, she breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that it was time for Fu Yuan to let go.

Unexpectedly, she was suddenly hugged by him the next moment.

(End of this chapter)