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Chapter 342 Kill Me Before Dawn 20·Xiangxiang!

Shi Fu never really wanted to be a crown prince, all this was just a coincidence.

He happened to be the legitimate son, the first child of the late emperor, happened to be talented, and happened to be appreciated by the late emperor. Therefore, he was born with the responsibility of being the crown prince and ascended to the throne.

Those principles, those rules, those knowledge of governing a country are not that desirable.

Everything happened naturally. He had the ability so he sat on the position of crown prince. In the future he will go one step further and sit on the supreme position.

He spent the first half of his life living for his father and for the common people of the world. He was just following the path planned for him by his father.

But now he doesn't want to go on like this anymore.

The appearance of Fu Shi was like lighting a lamp in his colorless and boring world. Wherever the light went, it colored the world and the boring tune became lively. Shi Fu held Fu Shi's hand and resolutely followed this god who could turn the snowfield into a wilderness.

He was originally born for Fu Shi, and even if he was separated, he would still be intoxicated by the gods. The love that burned like a misty sea of ​​fire brought new vitality to Shi Fu's life.

As long as the love continues, he will always be fascinated by the god.

So he had only one answer.

"I will only follow you." Shi Fu buried his head in the young man's neck and rubbed it lovingly: "I will follow you forever."

A smile appeared on Fu Shi's lips. He reached his hand into the nine thousand year old's hair and pulled the roots of Shi Fu's hair slightly to pull him up from his neck.

The Fool of Death smiled playfully. He used his other hand to caress the lips of the nine thousand year old man, and his tone was full of temptation: "Even if it means death?"

"Even if it means death." Shi Fu's voice was firm, his lips opening and closing constantly to touch the fingertips pressing on his lips, as if he was tempting or being forced, and finally he stretched out his tongue to entangle with the culprit.

At that moment, Fu Shi felt that Shi Fu was a goblin.

Just die.

A fool closes his eyes and sinks into depravity while awake.

On the second day, Fu Shi slept until noon before he was forcibly pulled out of bed by Jiu Qiansui.

He closed his eyes and lowered his head, looking like he hadn't woken up yet, which made Shi Fu feel a little guilty.

But only some, no more.

"Ashi, eat something before you go to sleep." Shi Fu coaxed Fu Shi, who was too lazy to open his eyes in his arms, in a low voice: "Otherwise your stomach will feel uncomfortable."

Fu Shi snorted and punched Shi Fu softly: "You deserve to be heartbroken."

The Ninth Prince agreed promptly and personally helped Fu Shi dress.

Cang Ling and others are no longer surprised by such daily routines. The two girls, Feiniao and Qingniao, can even eat two more bowls of rice by recalling the scenes.

Fragrant!

Fu Jinan and Fu Jinrui sat together in the dining room. The little girl chattered non-stop and couldn't suppress the smile on her face at all. She looked completely different from the little beggar that Fu Shi picked up at the beginning.

In fact, Fei Niao found a tutor for the little girl at the beginning, but Fu Shi dismissed the tutor after only one class.

It’s not that the teaching is bad, but rather that the teaching is too good. If Fu Jinan continues like this, she will be taught into a very typical rich lady. She will not laugh out loud, will not express her emotions casually, and will always be careful of various limits.

But Fu Shi cherished the little girl's laughter, so he only asked Shi Fu one question.

If something happens to Fu Jinan, can they protect her?

Fu Shi believed that he had raised a good child. In the previous world, his children could get together to mess with that disgusting organization, and Cheng Cheng had the record of bombing graves for six hours in the horror game. Although he couldn't express anything, Fu Shi was proud of him.

Therefore, the children he raises usually won't go astray, and even if they do, he will straighten them out. So what he and Shi Fu need to think about is whether they can protect such a bold and informal girl.

The answer is, of course, that anyone who dares to provoke will die.

First of all, not everyone can mess with the Nine Thousand Year Old. Secondly, Fu Shi has such strong combat power that he can beat up anyone who messes with him. If anyone dares to mess with the people they are protecting, then he simply doesn't want to live.

Not to mention that the little girl has two sworn brothers, Zhou Yan and Lou Yue, one is the young master of Yaowang Valley and the other is the master of Louge, and both of them have very strong backing.

So Fu Shi let the little girl do whatever she wanted to do, and they supported her no matter what it was.

As soon as the radar for detecting Fu Shi sounded, the little girl accurately found Fu Shi who was strolling over slowly and shouted happily, "Brother!"

"Oh my dear!" Fu Shi immediately went over to the girl, squeezed away the annoying wild boar, and rubbed her head: "Do you miss your brother?"

Fu Jinan chuckled: "I think so!"

Fu Shi, who has a sister complex, fell to the ground.

The meals in Canglan Court were delivered directly. I heard that Zhou Yan was tinkering with some new medicine and had not gone out.

After knowing this man for more than two months, Fu Shi had a basic understanding of Zhou Yan. His personality was a bit similar to Qian Youlin's. They were both very naughty, but they were very good at pharmacology. They relied on their immunity to all poisons to do things recklessly, which made Lou Yue so anxious that he burst into tears before he stopped.

In response, Fu Shi said that Lou Yanba was so good at crying that he learned a lesson.

The rebel army has also arrived outside the capital, waiting for Zhao Yan's order to attack the capital and directly help Jiu Qiansui seize the throne.

After all, the rebels are basically all Shifu's men, so it would be weird if they didn't help Shifu.

In this regard, Fu Shi admired Zhao Yan's super insensitivity. He could not discover anything, but still thought that the throne under his butt was very stable and his persistence was ridiculous.

As for the candidate for the throne, Shi Fu already had an idea. Fu Shi didn't care and just felt that the Ninth Thousand Year Old was a bit mean.

In March, the weather is sunny and the temperature is getting warmer.

The red sword made a clanging sound, and along with the sound of it cutting through the air, it knocked the young man to the ground.

Fu Jinrui wiped the sweat from his forehead, got up from the ground, and attacked Fu Shi again.

"Thighs, thighs, thighs." Fu Shi sighed and emphasized it three times, but the boy didn't change his tone. He felt helpless: "Rui Rui, just be stubborn."

Fu Jinrui ignored him and chopped with his backhand, but after failing, he quickly threw the sword onto his left hand in an attempt to launch a sneak attack.

Fu Shi's eyes lit up but he still easily blocked the attack.

Fu Jinrui's fighting style reminded him of He Feng. Although he didn't know how He Feng learned to wield a knife with his left hand, he knew how Fu Jinrui learned it.

The reason was simple. A month ago, he accidentally broke the boy's right arm, which led to the boy learning how to use the sword with his left hand.

It’s good that the boy has changed from being right-handed to being ambidextrous. At least he has a backup plan. In the end, we have to thank him.

After much thought, the attack also failed. Fu Jinrui's eyes were filled with dissatisfaction. He made a gesture, signaling Fu Shi to try again.

But just as he rushed forward with the sword raised, he was caught by Fu Shi and held under his arm.

"It's time to eat. Man is like iron and food is like steel. If you don't eat, you will be hungry." Fu Shile said happily, "Don't be like this just because An An is not here. You need to grow taller. Look at you now. You can't even reach Blue Bird's shoulders. How can you protect An An in the future?"

Fu Jinrui: ...

The tips of his ears were a little red, and he was obediently carried to the dining room by Fu Shi.

The rebels outside the city have already started to take action. The little girl has no ability to protect herself and is protected by Xuanying and leaves secretly. Once Fu Jinan leaves, Fu Shi and Shi Fu no longer have any weaknesses and are not afraid of anyone.

As for Fu Jinrui, according to Fu Shi, if he doesn't even have the ability to protect himself, then forget about protecting others.

So Fu Jinrui was left behind to gain some experience, and was taught martial arts by Su Lu. He also practiced with Fu Shidan to improve his abilities and survival rate, ensuring that the child would become more outstanding.

"Young Master, the Master said today that he has something to do and cannot come back for dinner." Su Lu released the carrier pigeon in his hand: "The rebels have moved."

"Got it." Fu Shi responded and threw the boy onto the chair: "Eat, little bitter face."

Fu Jinrui was a little confused, and asked using the sign language Fu Shi taught him: Why do I have a little bitter melon face?

"Because there is a bigger one." Fu Shi replied: "That is the real bitter melon face."

Fu Jinrui was a little curious, he gestured and asked: Is it my brother?

"No, no, no, your brother doesn't have a bitter face. He can even smile when he sees me." Fu Shi shook his head. He couldn't help laughing when he thought of the miserable Lu Ming who was forced to restrain his expression: "He is an unlucky guy."

Fu Jinrui didn't understand, and didn't care what Fu Shi was happy about, he just started eating.

Suddenly there were noises of smashing and smashing in the front yard. Qingniao stood in front of the door with a serious look on his face, while Sulu had already gone out to investigate.

Fu Shi was not at all flustered. He slowly picked out the vegetables he didn't like from the bowl. However, while he was picking, Fu Jinrui picked up some vegetables for him, which made Fu Shi so angry that he threw his chopsticks.

"Come on! Kid! Repeat after me!" Fu Shi gritted his teeth and said, "You are not Shi Fu's spy!"

Fu Jinrui blinked and gestured seriously: I am my brother's trained spy.

Fu Shiqi laughed: "I stole you back! You have my last name! I support you! You even practice sparring with me! So why do you have to listen to Shi Fu!"

Fu Jinrui: Because my brother said that if I don’t watch you being picky about food, An An will hate me.

This answer left Fu Shi completely speechless. He rolled his eyes and obediently put the vegetables into his mouth.

He was not actually a picky eater, but after spending more than three months with Shi Fu, his taste buds had become completely picky and he no longer liked vegetables.

The noise was getting closer, but Fu Shi didn't feel nervous at all. Instead, he began to persuade Fu Jinrui to drink another bowl of soup.

The soup is a medicinal food, good for children's health, but no child will like the medicinal taste. Usually, it is Fu Jinan who persuades the little girl, and Fu Jinrui will drink another bowl obediently with just one word. Now that the little girl is not here, Fu Shi has to persuade her several times before she will reluctantly drink a sip.

"I advise you not to have any evil thoughts." Fu Shi sneered, "My An An is less than 30 years old. No! She will never get married before she is 40!"

Fu Jinrui drank the soup and gestured: I can wait.

Fu Shi: ...

This pig really set his eyes on his cabbages!

He was right! How abominable!

The intruders finally reached the main courtyard. Su Lu fought with these people with a knife and took the time to take a look.

Well, his little master is still eating.

The leader was Zhao He. His eyes narrowed when he saw Fu Jinrui in the dining room. He really didn't expect that his eleventh brother would be here.

The one who attacked the palace a few months ago should be the Nine Thousand Year Old Man.

Thinking of this, Zhao He turned his head to look at the people around Fu Jinrui, and just one glance made him stunned.

Fu Anle, it was actually the dead Fu Anle!

Fu Shi found Zhao He's expression, as if he had seen a ghost, somewhat amusing.

He scooped the last bite of rice into his mouth, and finished his tea before speaking slowly: "I hope you are well."

Zhao He was so scared that his legs went limp. Then he thought that it shouldn't be that difficult for the young master of Medicine King Valley to forge a corpse here. He breathed a sigh of relief and straightened his back again: "An Le, what are you doing!"

Fu Shi tapped the table with his fingertips, his eyes narrowed slightly, and a smile appeared on the corner of his lips: "Guess."

Zhao He had no time to play guessing games, he came here to capture Shi Furen's sister and the masked lover beside him, not to deal with Fu Shi. He immediately gave orders and his men acted quickly.

After having eaten and drunk his fill, Fu Shi stood up and took the ghost from the knife rack. He stretched lazily, his whole body nonchalant yet filled with an indescribable feeling.

The ghost kept buzzing, red mist spread, and Fu Shi chuckled.

"I won't pay you." He held the knife horizontally in front of his eyes. Some lines appeared on the red blade. As the blade turned, a cold light flashed: "Kid, watch out."

Fu Shi's movements were so fast that an afterimage was left. When Fu Jinrui focused again, he could only see the shadow of the red sword, which was so confusing but every blow was deadly.

Zhao He's legs felt weak, his lips trembled, and he fell to the ground, unable to believe what he had seen.

During these three months, whenever Jiu Qian Sui went out, he would be accompanied by a masked young man. Jiu Qian Sui behaved very intimately with the young man, and he openly admitted that he was a gay without Zhao Yan spreading rumors, leaving no possibility for Zhao Yan to discredit him.

The people didn't care about this. They just knew that everything the Nine Thousand Year Old Man did was for them, and that was enough.

According to the information known to Zhao Yan and Zhao He, the young man beside the Nine Thousand Year Old Man was holding a red long sword, had great martial arts skills and was very much loved by the Nine Thousand Year Old Man, who even had Su Lu and Qing Niao serving the young man.

Now, the figure of Fu Anle in front of him overlapped with the masked young man, and Zhao He couldn't believe it.

But Fu Anle is just a playboy, he knows nothing, is extremely naughty, just a gangster, and is not the same person as the current killing god at all.

Unless, the person inside Fu Anle's body is no longer Fu Anle.

Fu Shi's figure was getting closer and closer. Zhao He was panicking and yelled, "Who are you! Who are you?"

Fu Shi was not surprised. He chuckled, and the smile on the corner of his lips was even more creepy against the backdrop of the blood on his cheek.

His fingertips slowly brushed across the blade to wipe away the blood, and Fu Shi's tone was full of nonchalance: "Fool of Death, come and take back everything you don't deserve."

With a scream, Zhao He fled in a panic, leaving Fu Shi, who was half-posing, standing there.

Fu Shi was a little disgusted: "That's it?"

"Young Master, wipe your face." Bluebird handed over a towel, and said with disdain: "This is too incompetent."

"It's okay, don't worry about it." Fu Shi took the towel and wiped his face, then turned his head and threatened Fu Jinrui: "You! Finish the soup!"