Chapter 4 — Tra Nam Stone, Be Ma Ton

When facing Phuc Tru, my expression was surprisingly calm: "Do I have anything to tell you?" Phuc Tru's hand tightened on the hilt of the sword, the blood on his body dripping to the ground. Some wounds belong to him, some wounds belong to monsters. Those fierce tears still don't hurt as much as his heart right now. "We've been together for thousands of years... yet you're marrying Viet Hang?" I burst out laughing, my laughter echoing loudly: "Don't you see this... should you save it for yourself?" “Fu Tru, you and I have loved each other for a thousand years…” “And yet you married a lotus flower.” Phuc Tru's face changed slightly, turning pale. He stammered as if he wanted to defend himself: "A Kieu's constitution is weak, her fairy power is low, I... just want to protect her." He seemed to be hypnotizing himself, trying to convince: "A Kieu is not as strong as you, so I help you a little more..." "But I don't love you." I sighed softly and clapped my hands: "Phuc Tru, you are truly the kindest person in the world." "What are you doing as a god of war? Why don't you become Cong Duc Thien?" Viet Hang let out a laugh. He gently kissed my cheek: "Good scolding." Cong Duc Thien is the deity in charge of merit in heaven, always responding to all requests of mortals on earth. My words were so sarcastic, but Phuc Tru seemed not to hear, just bowed his head, his eyes darkened: "Who gave you the dare to kiss her?" Viet Hang raised his voice, deliberately provoking: "I kissed you, what?" “This is my righteous wife.” “It's not just kissing — the do's and don'ts — we've cleaned it all up.” Phuc Tru was so angry that he spat blood on the spot. No one expected that the god of war, Phuc Tru, famous in the fairy world, who had never been defeated and always made others admire him... would have such a difficult day. Phuc Tru opened his mouth, trying to force out a sentence: "Ninh Suong... can you come back with me?" “I beg you.” I shook my head, my voice calm: "Phuc Tru, since the day you married A Kieu..." "between us, there is no turning back." Phuc Tru quickly bowed his head and explained: "A Kieu and I have only been married for a few days..." "Currently... there is no longer any relationship between me and her." “Ninh Suong, in my heart… there is always only you!” I looked at Phuc Tru, but there was no longer a ripple in my heart. I just asked coldly, every word clearly: "If I give you another chance... what will you do?" Phuc Tru was stunned: "What do you mean...?" I stood up from Viet Hang's lap, walked step by step in front of Phuc Tru, looked down at him: "If you dare to kill A Kieu, I will follow you home." “Ning Suong!!” — Viet Hang's voice was so angry that he gritted his teeth. “Ning Suong—!!” — and Phuc Tru couldn't believe it, as if he didn't expect that I could be so "cruel". I forced each question, my eyes as sharp as ice: "Do you dare?" “Can you bear it?” “Do you have guts?” Phuc Tru was confused and stammered: "But... wasn't A Kieu... the one we rescued together?" “How can you be so hostile towards such a weak girl?” He lowered his voice, trying to compromise: "You should come back with me... I will bring A Kieu to be a fairy attendant for the Heavenly Emperor. Is that okay?" My eyes are cold as ice. Viet Hang behind burst into laughter: "Ha ha ha ha ha — Phuc Tru, I was still wary of you!" “I didn't expect it There are still stupid people like you in this world!” I took a half step back, my voice unwavering: "I won't go back with you." Phuc Tru raised his head in surprise, reaching out his hand to grab the hem of my shirt, but I backed away too quickly, the distance between me and him... was still half a step less. I calmly said: "Actually... A Kieu is also very good." "She's so weak, you have to protect her well, don't let anyone bully her anymore." My voice was cold, full of sarcasm: "And I should be with the person who loves me." I stopped for a moment, turned my head to look at Viet Hang, and gently added: "And... the person I love." Viet Hang immediately stood up from the chair, hugged me from behind, just like a child being given candy: "Ninh Suong! Sister! She said… she loves me!” He hugged me tightly, so happy that he wanted to jump up and hug the whole sky, I could even see his tail wagging happily behind him. My mood - once trampled into ashes by Phuc Tru - suddenly felt light and strangely peaceful. I wrapped my arms around Viet Hang's neck, bowed my head, and gently placed a kiss on his lips. Viet Hang stopped, raised his head to look at Phuc Tru, raised his chin arrogantly: "Go, I'm in a good mood today..." "Spare you once." But Phuc Tru refused to believe it. He stubbornly looked at me and asked: "Are... were you beaten by Viet Hang?" “Ninh Suong, have you forgotten everything?” “We crawled out of the sea of corpses together, fought so many glorious battles together…” “How can you say you can't love if you don't love?” I lifted up my sleeve, revealing my white arm, without any scars. My voice was as light as the wind: "Fu Tru, clearly the medicine to treat scars will only take three months to find." “And yet… for all these years, you have never looked for me.” “What you call 'the past', actually from beginning to end... it's only me who always sacrifices for you." “Do you really love me? Or is it just... longing for a fool who wholeheartedly devoted himself to you?" “A selfish person like you… is truly a match for A Kieu.” Phuc Tru seemed to be hit in the heart, his eyes turned red, he turned his head to look at Viet Hang. An arrogant person like him has never bowed his head to admit mistakes. “Viet Hang, do you want to… fight me?” “If you lose, then hand over Ninh Suong to me.” Viet Hang raised his chin and said in a faint voice: "What if I win?" Phuc Tru gritted his teeth: "It's up to you to handle it." Viet Hang smiled, his voice cold: "Then I want you... to kneel before Ninh Suong and kowtow to apologize." “And from now on… you are not allowed to appear in front of her anymore.” Phuc Tru pulled his sword from the ground, stood up straight, pointed at Viet Hang: "Please." That battle, Phuc Tru and Viet Hang fought for a day and a night, the entire Demon World was caught up in a storm of spiritual energy and demonic energy. God of War Phuc Tru - Ma Ton Viet Hang, both of them used all their strength to fight until the sky and earth were shaken. Spiritual energy and magical energy exploded, almost tearing apart the entire Demon World. Not only did the Heavenly Emperor personally come to watch, but famous figures from the six realms also came to watch the battle. I stood next to the Heavenly Emperor, and A Kieu was also present. She bit her lip, her eyes avoided, quietly looking towards Phuc Tru. In mid-air, two silhouettes entwined each other, until in the end - only one person fell. Viet Hang's whole body was injured and he fell right next to me. He hugged me, his voice cooing: "Senior sister... it hurts so much... Phuc Tru is bullying me..." I know he's acting coy, but my heart still softens. I immediately used my spiritual energy to heal the wound, while curing and scolding: "Why are you fighting with Phuc Tru?" “If you lose, are you really planning on taking me in exchange?” Viet Hang made a hooligan face: "How is that possible! She is not an object to bet on." "Besides... did I lose? I deliberately found an excuse to beat him up." On the other side, Phuc Tru fell several times before getting up. A Kieu's eyes turned red and she rushed forward, but was pushed away by Phuc Tru. His face was cold: "Stay away from me." A Kieu was frustrated: "Husband... husband..." Phuc Tru hobbled in front of Thien De. At this moment, the excited viewers understood the truth. Someone covered their mouth and laughed at A Kieu: "It's true that lotus star knows how to act, it can make the god of war Phuc Tru abandon the fairy who gave birth and death to him." "I heard that A Kieu was originally unable to become an immortal, because Phuc Tru used his natural treasure to force him to become an immortal." "I'm dying of laughter. Why don't you use those things to buy medicine to treat scars for Fairy Ninh Suong?" "I'm not sure if it's just infatuation or indifference..." "I heard that Phuc Tru has broken up with A Kieu, what a childish joke." "Because the Heavenly Emperor intended to choose someone to get along with, A Kieu was afraid of being chosen, so he pulled out all sorts of tricks!" “Ha ha ha, even if I choose a fairy to get along with, I won't be a half-fairy, half-demon like her.” "That's right, Ma Ton Viet Hang personally pointed out Ninh Suong's name. A Kieu is truly shameless." A Kieu heard the ridicule around him, his face turned pale, calling Phuc Tru's name miserably... But he never turned back. She gritted her teeth and fell to the ground. I turned around and asked Viet Hang: "Why is he suddenly so cold towards A Kieu?" Viet Hang bowed his head and whispered softly in my ear: "Even though I don't like Phuc Tru... I hate that white lotus that slanders you even more." “I just told him…” “She already knew that I appointed her as my confidant, but she deliberately kept it a secret to deceive Phuc Tru.” “From the moment I grabbed him by the hem of his shirt, it was a conspiracy.” "She secretly cut the red line between her and Phuc Tru and forced herself to replace her." "Otherwise, how could Phuc Tru be so stupid as to help her become a fairy and even get married?" I burst out laughing and scolded the demon: "It's true... you're too cunning." Viet Hang arrogantly raised his head: "I don't allow anyone to bully you." “If I don't take action, I will kill her to vent my anger on your behalf.”