Adorable Psychic Wife Of A Wealthy Man

Chapter 1498: Those who make great things must not take care of their children

Red poppy rope is a kind of love rope.

A pair of people in love, no matter how far away from each other, rely on this red string to feel each other's existence.

As long as the red rope continues, the love will continue, but if the red rope breaks...

Feng Jinxuan always felt that this red string was just A Luo's trick. She just wanted to wrap a red string around his wrist to mark him as "A Luo's possession".

Feng Jinxuan clearly remembered that when A Luo wrapped a little red string around him, he just smiled faintly because he always refused people thousands of miles away and never showed too much emotion at will. He stroked A Luo's little head as if he spoiled the child, but in fact, his heart was ecstatic.

Leaving quickly from the Chamber of Deputies.

Feng Jinxuan Qinghan's back was anxious, and the red string on his wrist was tightened, and there was even a faint sign that he would be strangling his wrist with bleeding marks.

The anxiety in my heart is getting stronger and stronger.

Feng Jinxuan knew that A Luo was with Lingyu and Gong Siyu.

That's why he was able to calm down for three days.

But why is this red string like this? Is something wrong with A Luo?

Feng Jinxuan eagerly took out the Sanjie mobile phone, called Gong Siyu and turned it off.

He took out his ordinary communication cell phone and dialed Gong Siyu, but it was still turned off.

Calling Linggui is also shutting down.

Why are they all turned off?

There was another thing that made Feng Jinxuan extremely concerned, but helpless.

A Luo's three-world mobile phone number became empty.

That girl actually sold the pink limited edition three-world mobile phone he gave her to the big white eyebrow shopkeeper in the ghost market.

The left wrist was strangled by the red string and began to swell and sore. Feng Jinxuan frowned coldly. He subconsciously pinched his left wrist and gritted his teeth secretly. He walked quickly to the teleportation hall of the Three Realms General Administration.

Every door here can be instantly teleported to different worlds, different regions, and different locations.

Just when Feng Jinxuan rotates the coordinates of the location, the portal is set to "Imperial Capital".

On the other side, from the teleportation gate of the God Realm, a clear and beautiful figure appeared, the Red Buddha, the administrator of the Sanatorium of the Three Realms General Administration.

When I saw Feng Jinxuan, the red Buddha who had been in love with him for a long time lit up and suddenly stepped forward.

"Jinxuan? Where are you going in a hurry? The House of Representatives doesn't seem to be over yet..."

"..." Feng Jinxuan's eyes flashed with a cold, impatient boredom, and he ignored him, preparing to step into the portal.

However, with the sharp eyes of the Red Buddha, he noticed Feng Jinxuan’s bleeding-stained wrist by the red string, covered his mouth, took a breath, and quickly stepped forward. He was so bold and took the initiative to hold Feng Jinxuan’s cold body. Wrist, "If this red string is strangled like this, it must be strangled into your skin and flesh. Take it off quickly, you see that your palms are all purple!"

The moment he was touched, Feng Jinxuan waved away the hand of the Red Buddha absolutely coldly, and his cold eyes were as terrifying as cold ice needles.

Red Buddha was startled by Feng Jinxuan's strange eyes, and took a step back.

Because in her eyes, Feng Jinxuan has always been gentle and elegant, although a little cold, but like a son of Pian Pianjia, extremely demeanor.

There was a "click".

The tightened red rope broke.

Fell to the ground.

At that moment, Feng Jinxuan really panicked.

He has never been so scared.

When he bent down to pick up the red rope that fell on the ground, he watched the red rope turn into red light out of thin air and disappear before his eyes.

A Luo's charming and innocent face suddenly appeared in his mind.

Aro's silver bell-like laughter and words echoed in his ears--

"Axuan, I found that the girls in the Imperial City would wrap small rubber bands on the wrists of the boys they like. May I also wrap a small red string for you?"

"represents what?"

"It means that from now on, you will be my person!"

"it is good."

"Well, wrap the little red rope, we can feel each other's existence no matter how far away we can."

"You won't be so far away from me."

"Yes, A Luo and A Xuan are dependent on each other, so they will not be separated, but if one day the little red rope breaks, A Luo will not want you."

I don't want you.

Still fresh in his memory, these words kept repeating in Feng Jinxuan's mind.

"Trouble the Red Buddha girl not to go around me like a red-headed fly, I don't want to see you again."

Lost for a while, the whole body's strength disappeared at the moment the little red rope, as if being exhausted, Feng Jinxuan resisted the rage, and finally looked at the woman behind him coldly and indifferently. In the portal to the imperial capital, the stunned woman was left alone, tearful, unable to calm down for a long time.

Feng Jinxuan went to Gongsiyu and Linggui's home.

The one who opened the door for him was the deity of Wutian Ancestor.

When the deep and cold gloomy old man saw that he was worried, an anxious and nervous Feng Jinxuan stepped inside, without saying a word, but the old Shen put his hands behind him.

In the living room of the quadrangle courtyard, apart from two bad old men, one black and one white, there were only five idle beasts, raising the beasts in that sleepy sleeping place, and Ji Ruchen was not at home.

"Siyu Linggui where did they take A Luo!"

Feng Jinxuan picked up Xiao Zhen who was sleeping soundly, and asked coldly.

"Huh? Ah! Go...it seems to say that you are going to Wuliang Mountain..." Xiao Zhen muttered in a daze.

Upon hearing the three words "Wuliangshan", Feng Jinxuan's pupils shrank suddenly, dropped Xiaoyan, turned around to grab the door, left, and went to look for Aluo.

But just as Feng Jinxuan walked away from the door, Wutian ancestor waved his black robe sleeves and suddenly closed the wooden door and window in the living room of the courtyard, blocking Feng Jinxuan's way.

"What if you go, what can you change?"

The ancestor of Wutian had already seen the secret of heaven, staring gloomily at Feng Jinxuan with an unpredictable look.

Feng Jinxuan was taken aback for a moment, then turned around suddenly, as if he didn't understand what the ancestors were talking about.

"I'm going to find A Luo!"

"The kid will be back soon, wait here!"

"Wait? Patriarch, can't wait, I can't wait..."

As Feng Jinxuan said, he was about to open the door forcibly and leave. He knew how to go to Wuliang Mountain. That was A Luo's way home.

The Wutian ancestor quietly sat down in the chair opposite Hongjun ancestor, and continued to play.

Seeing that Feng Jinxuan insisted on leaving, he no longer discouraged him, but when Feng Jinxuan was about to leave, he said meaningfully: "You are young, but you can reach the throne of the lord of the Three Realms. Among the Protoss juniors, there are many talents, but none of them are as good as you. Therefore, you must have a bright future in the future. The old man is also here to advise you that those who become big things should not take into account the personal relationships of their children. The little girl of Aluo is indeed pleasing, but Her identity is contrary to your identity, and you can't make it."

Feng Jinxuan froze in place, slowly looking back.

"What do the ancestors mean? Identity? What identity does A Luo have? A Luo is just a child who was abandoned in Wuliang Mountain and grew up with ghosts as a companion. She is helpless, she only has me..."

The evil author finally extended his claws to Feng Luo CP.

(Laugh wildly)

(End of this chapter)