Until now, Fang Li didn't understand the meaning of the sentence that Yuan Laiguang said before.
"I will treat you like my son and treat you as everything to me."
This really means literally.
After Fang Li was willing to conclude a contract with Yuan Laiguang and recognized him as his follower, Yuan Laiguang's motherhood broke out completely.
Therefore, before Fang Li's speech, Yuan Laiguang's answer was this.
"Because my mother is happy."
Yuan Laiguang seemed to be really happy, and while touching Fangli's head, he smiled and said.
"The master can accept me with devilish blood. If I don't offer you everything, I can't justify it anyway."
No, it's just a contract between the master and the follower. Does it need to reach this point
This is beyond the scope of loyalty, and beyond ethics, right
Fang Li didn't say these words.
Fang Li sighed deeply when thinking about Origin Lai Guang's frenzied introduction.
He doesn't lose his reason, but is the same as himself who kept his reason before, but spiritually contaminated by ghost blood, it will reveal a deep and abnormal degree of maternal love. For the sake of love, all kinds of behaviors completely regardless of social morality can be permitted.
Is this why Yuan Laiguang became Berserker
How...
When the endless sighs felt in Fang Li's heart, Yuan Laiguang's movements also stopped.
"Master..."
At the moment, Yuan Laiguang whispered as if he was about to cry.
"Don't you like this?"
Seeing Yuan Laiguang's appearance as if he was about to cry, Fang Li was certain.
As long as you say "yes", the incarnation of motherhood will shed tears in the next second.
As a result, who is the child anyway
Fang Li resisted the urge to sigh again and explained to Yuan Laiguang.
"It's hard to talk about dislike, but if I touch it for too long, I will be very troubled."
In a word, Yuan Laiguang's eyes lit up.
"Occasionally, is it okay?" Yuan Raiguang said expectantly: "Occasionally, mother can still touch her son's head, right?"
Hearing this, Fang Li's face was tangled.
"Touch your head..." Fang Li smiled bitterly: "Can you change the way?"
"Another way?" Yuan Laiguang tilted his head.
Then, as if thinking of something, he clapped his hands.
"so be it!"
Having said this, Yuan Laiguang stretched out his hand and hugged Fangli's head.
"Hey… "
With a somewhat cute voice, Fang Li's head was pressed down.
"Puff..."
This is a sound that will arouse as if hitting something extremely soft.
"—"
Fang Li froze completely.
There is no other reason.
Because Yuan Laiguang pressed Fang Li's head on his grand mind that exceeded the specifications.
And, smiling softly.
"Since you can't touch your head, let's hug instead."
Embrace
Is this a hug
Is this really a hug
Although Fang Li spent the long night holding his soft lover almost every night, Fang Li really felt that this kind of touch was beyond the scope of hugs.
So, this is not a hug.
This is simply killing.
"Huh!"
Almost subconsciously, Fang Li's figure rushed to the rear as if it had turned into an afterimage.
"Well!"
Yuan Laiguang suddenly closed his palms like a surprise.
"So smooth movement, so superb skill, even the four heavenly kings under my command can't match you just now, it's like the incarnation of wind, it's wonderful!"
Listening to Yuan Laiguang's voice full of surprises and emotions, Fang Li's mood fell to the bottom.
I was praised for this situation, and I didn't feel happy at all.
Moreover, in order to break free from a woman's embrace, he actually used the flash away technique in the Seven Nights Assassination technique, and he really lost the face of the murder technique.
More importantly, Yuan Laiguang also stood up.
"It's amazing."
The avatar of motherhood showed a gentle smile to Fang Li and opened his hands.
"For outstanding sons, rewards should be given."
With that said, Yuan Laiguang intends to embrace it again.
"etc!"
Fang Li stretched out his hand to prevent Yuan Laiguang from approaching.
In the voice, there was a hint of anxiousness.
"Today... That's it for today!" Fang Li raised his voice to Yuan Laiguang, and said, "If it gets messed up again, I'm going to use Lingshu!"
Take a closer look, in Fang Li's outstretched hand, on the back of his hand, the faint stigmata before it has been completely formed.
It is three lines like lightning intertwined with each other, like a mark like a bull's head.
This is Ling Zhou.
You can issue compulsory commands to the follower, allowing the follower to perform the magic of obedience.
As long as it is a command issued with a magic spell, it cannot be resisted unless it is for a servant with a magical power of A level.
Even a servant with A-level pairing magic power can barely resist one stroke of the spell, but absolutely can't resist the second stroke.
Of course, if the master and the follower trust each other, the Lingshu can also exert the effect of strengthening the follower, and even perform many common magic miracles that cannot be reproduced.
For example, space transfer.
If the follower is not around, as long as the master gives an order to the spell, then the follower can travel through the space and come to his side in an instant.
Fang Li claimed such an important magic crystallization.
In order not to let the follower hug himself, he is ready to use it.
"How... How can it be!" Yuan Laiguang said quickly, "Ling curse is very important, and it cannot be wasted just because of this kind of thing!"
It seems that in other things, Yuan Laiguang's rationality is indeed playing a role.
Only the doting of his son can not be suppressed at all.
However, that is also normal.
For Yuan Laiguang, the master as the contractor can be described as a ray of light that appears in the dark.
After the son raised in the past, he signed a contract with the devilish self and recognized his destiny.
Therefore, Yuan Laiguang's doting can be described as earth-shattering.
However, in matters other than his son, Yuan Laiguang is still very rational, and can even be said to be calm.
Such exhortations are naturally inevitable.
"In that case, you should do less of the things that bother me." Fang Li said involuntarily: "Anyway, I'm here for today, understand?"
"Why... how is this...!" Yuan Laiguang seemed to have received a huge blow, tears began to flow in his eyes.
Fortunately, Yuan Laiguang did not continue to embrace him.
Fang Li felt a headache while feeling that he was not suffocated in that great chest. It was great.
Whether it was the restriction of the liberation of the magic eye or the use of the stigmata, Fang Li was struggling with his life.
But even so, Fang Li is still not dead at least.
However, if the Demon Eye and Stigmata couldn't kill him, but he died in the arms of a woman, this kind of death, I am afraid that no matter how numb he is, there is no way to remain indifferent.
When Fang Li thought about this, Yuan Laiguang suddenly spoke.
"Forget it today..."
Yuan Laiguang said weakly.
"Can you continue tomorrow?"
These words made Fang Li almost twitched the corners of his mouth.
"Sure enough, using the blood of the mentally retarded goddess as a catalyst is simply a mistake!"