Chapter 351 Conch Expressing Love (Part [-])

Ming Hao's excited voice came from inside the little conch. After three years, he gradually got used to telling his thoughts in the little conch.

He knew that Fu'er was waiting for him, but he also knew that he couldn't go back now. The battle between the immortal and demon worlds had started, and it was gradually coming from the southwest to the southeast.

Therefore, he has to work harder, try to practice the Dragon Art before that, and drive the monsters out of the fairyland.

"Brother Hao, have I made progress? I also practice every day, so I won't fall too far behind you. Hey, the kitchen smells so good. The ugly mother-in-law seems to have made butter chicken again. I'm going to eat it!"

"Wow, butter chicken, the master won't let me eat, I haven't eaten in three years, ah, good Fuer, let me take a bite..."

"Hehe, the butter chicken is mine alone. If you leave me here alone, you won't let you eat it. Haha, I'm going to eat the chicken. Goodbye Brother Hao!"

"No, I want to eat chicken..."

"Ha ha……"

"Bad Fuer, Fuer, you are getting worse and worse... just one bite!"

"No, Brother Hao, you are even worse..."

"Then I'll bite you, Fuer, woohoo, take a bite of Fuer's little arm...and then bite into the back of little Fuer's little hand...it's so delicious...now, I'm going to swallow you whole..."

"Giggle..."

"Are you scared……"

"Scared, so scared... It's still itchy, giggling..."

"If you're afraid, quickly hand over the butter chicken!"

"No, I've finished eating sutras and can't hand them in..."

"what……"

"Hahaha……"

The sound of Ming Hao falling to the ground came from the little conch, causing Fuxia to fall on the bed with a smile, as if the two of them were not separated by hundreds of thousands of miles, but were sitting face to face, grabbing the delicious butter chicken .

Ming Hao's retreat this time took a long time, another three years have passed, and he has not left the retreat yet.

Fuxia was lying on the bed, holding a small conch in her hand. She couldn't remember how long it had been without lighting up.

The beads around her had already lost their radiance, and stood motionless, as if they were dead, without a trace of aura.

The room was very dark, with no air, no aura, and no light at all...

"Brother Hao!"

Fuxia opened her eyes, muttering empty...

She should go to Broken Sword, but she is afraid that once she enters, she will never be able to wake up again. She really wants to hear Brother Hao's voice, and she must wait for Brother Hao to leave the level.

Raising her skinny little hand, she was very weak due to the loss of spiritual power, but every day, she still wanted to light up the little conch and speak to the darkness where no one answered, not a single day in the past three years. fall.

The little conch lighted up in her hand, and she panted slightly: "Brother Hao, today... I met a new friend... Her name is Susu, she is a cute little pig... She... has a pink color... She always wears red flowers on her long ears...she said...she is the most beautiful person in the world, so she has to dress up beautifully every day..."

She caressed her little skirt, which was embroidered with a cute little pink pig.

The arms slowly lowered, and the light on the little conch gradually faded.

The next day, the house remained silent, and the little conch did not light up again.

Day three, day four, day five...

A whole year passed, and there was no light in the whole house, let alone a sound.

(End of this chapter)

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