The Summoner of the Battle of All Realms

Fusu's face was expressionless, but he powerfully used Huang Dao Dilong's true qi to suppress the royal daughter's true qi.

In the beginning, Fusu only had respect for Zhao Ji, without any distractions at all. But I never thought that Ying Zheng was not Zhao Ji's own son, that is to say, there was no relationship between Fusu and Zhao Ji, let alone blood relationship, so Fusu's restless heart began to waver, and he felt bad for Zhao Ji. Ji's feelings have also slowly changed, and it seems to have turned it into private property.

Therefore, while Xu Shu was protecting himself, Dian Wei kept a close eye on Zhao Ji's situation, and told himself whenever there was a situation.

At this time, beside Zhao Ji, four palace maids stood, serving Zhao Ji's clothing, food, housing and transportation.

"Come on, let grandma take a look." Zhao Ji waved at Fusu with a smile on his face.

"En," Fusu pretended to be cute and took advantage of Zhao Ji's body.

"Grandmother, your body is really fragrant, even more fragrant than the queen mother's. Su Er likes it." The shame of being cute can't be reflected on Fu Su's body. I saw him climb up on Zhao Ji's body, and his little face was deliberately buried in Zhao Ji's body. In the chest, rubbing randomly there.

"You little guy, your grandmother is old and pale, how can you compare with your mother and queen?" Although Zhao Ji said so, but her face was full of smiles, and it was good to be praised for her beauty.

It is precisely because of Fusu's sweet mouth that Zhao Ji is very fond of him, and he often rewards Fusu with items.

"Grandmother is the most beautiful in her grandson's eyes, and she is not old at all," Fusu defended loudly.

"You," Zhao Ji stretched out her white jade-like green onion finger and tapped it on Fusu's head, her face full of anger, extremely beautiful.

Zhao Ji felt that Fusu's hands were doing something wrong on her body, so she couldn't help pushing Xiao Fusu, "I heard your father say that you have been practicing martial arts these days, is it true?"

"Well, Fusu wants to learn martial arts and become a great master. When he grows up, Fusu can protect his grandmother, so that no one can bully his grandmother." Fusu is telling the truth, if he does not have complete strength, how can he A woman who might protect herself.

When Zhao Ji heard Fu Su's words, she was stunned for a moment, and then she was deeply moved. She had a rough life in her early life and wanted to find a warm shoulder to lean on, but there was none, none at all.

Looking at Fusu in front of him, although he was a little immature, he was very handsome, and there was a faint zodiac domineering between his eyebrows.

Hearing Fusu's words, Zhao Ji couldn't help but hug Fusu into her arms, and her hands pressed Fusu's head on top of her stalwart.

Fusu is that happy, anyway, since he is young, he doesn't know anything, and it's not an exaggeration to do anything.

"Grandmother, grandson wants to sleep with you today, okay?" Fusu acted coquettishly at her.

"This..." Zhao Ji hesitated.

"Grandmother, my grandson is going to sleep with you. Now my mother says I'm grown up, she won't hold me anymore." Fusu is shameless, he doesn't know what morality is.

"You, you are such a little devil, you are so big, and you can still be hugged to sleep." Zhao Ji couldn't help shaking his head, "Okay, you can't move your feet at night."

"En," Fusu nodded happily and didn't move. Is it possible?

Fusu said to Xu Shu outside the door, and then asked him to go back and talk to his mother, and he would not go back tonight.

Dian Wei and Xu Shu were summoned by the system, and they were born with the attributes of "die loyal", so Fusu felt relieved.

The lights in the Hanyuan Hall swayed, exuding a faint light. In the main hall, the two palace maids had returned to the side hall to rest, and on the phoenix couch, a beautiful woman wearing a veil, with a bumpy body, was standing in Hongluan. The tent is looming, as if hazy.

Fusu was lying in Zhao Ji's arms and fell asleep there, only to see his tender little hand stretched into Zhao Ji's phoenix robe, saliva hanging from the corner of his mouth, as if he was dreaming.

Zhao Ji looked at her grandson with a doting look in her eyes, as if she wanted to make up for Fusu's debt to Ying Zheng in her early years.

The current Fusu is not the suave and modest gentleman in history. He has experienced the baptism of the market wars in later generations. In order to achieve his goals, he can be said to do everything he can, conspiracy, open and secret competition, as long as he can get everything he wants. , Fusu will not be merciful.

This is the essence of shopping malls and the essence of power struggle. For the supreme throne, Fusu will remove all obstacles in front of him without hesitation.

Time flies, Zhao Ji also slowly fell asleep, the world was silent.

But just when the moon was full of the west building, a loud shout suddenly came from outside: "Who, sneaky, come out for me", Dian Wei's voice sounded directly.

For the safety of Fu Su, Dian Wei has been guarding in front of the door, vigilant all around. When the moon was going up to the west building, Dian Wei's heart was slightly relaxed, but he didn't expect that there was a slight sound of footsteps in the dark.

"It's the old man." At this time, an old voice came from the darkness. Then, an old man in a brocade suit with a crown on his head came out. Behind him, there was another man in a black suit. middle-aged.

The middle-aged man embraced the ancient sword with a scar on his face, as if he was injured by a sharp sword.