Traveling through the apocalypse to raise a beauty

After the recognition ceremony, Zhenqing planned to go straight into the arms of his own daughter Qiuqiu.

Apart from anything else, just for the face that is said to be beautiful by the laws and the Tao, Zhen Qing really wants to go and see it.

Seeing the distracted young boy standing in front of him, Jimo Xichen sneered in his heart. He had just flipped through Qianyu's memory and roughly knew Qiu Bieyi's current situation. This guy Kongkong was really awesome.

In fact, Sun did not kidnap his son through the Qi space. He was angry that this guy must have known about it when Moon was pregnant, and he helped Moon hide it from him. When Sun thought of this, he suddenly wanted to beat him up.

As a father, Taiyang will not interfere with Zhenqing's choice. Moreover, he has just confirmed that Aqing's destined person is Kong Xian. He feels more at ease to hand his son over to Kong Xian, at least he is not some yellow-haired or green-haired person.

Jimo Xichen reached out and touched Zhenqing's head, returning to his usual aloof and distant self, except that there was a little more tenderness in his eyes when he looked at Zhenqing. He stood up, looked at the young man, and said in a gentle tone, "What are you thinking about?"

Zhenqing was never on guard in front of familiar people, so he answered subconsciously, "Qiuqiu."

These two words successfully made Taiyang's face darken. The man had no expression on his face. He gently brushed Zhenqing's white hair and asked in a low voice: "He is...?"

Zhen Qing snapped back to his senses, blinked, coughed lightly, and decided to tell the truth, "My...boyfriend."

But after he finished speaking, he immediately realized that he should have seen Qianyu's memory, but he didn't know why he still felt a little guilty, "Father, don't you already know?"

"Yeah." Jimo Xichen lowered his eyes and glanced at the young man sitting in the pistil. You have used them all.

He smiled faintly, "So A-Qing wants to go over and take a look?"

My father really looks good when he smiles, like the spring water that has melted from an iceberg that has existed for thousands of years, so beautiful.

But Zhenqing didn’t have the mind to appreciate the beauty. He just felt that this smile was very dangerous. Was his Qiuqiu really going to be beaten?

Jimo Xichen reached out to Zhenqing and said softly, "I'll take you to find him?"

Zhenqing met his father's eyes. His golden pupils were warm and bright, but murderous intent was hidden in them. He got goosebumps all over his body.

"No, no." The young man knew that Qiu Bieyi would definitely not escape this beating. He looked at the red string and golden bell on Yang Yang's wrist and said with a smile, "He knew to come to me himself. Father, I will take you to meet my friends."

Zhenqing had to admit that he was...cowardly in front of his father.

This might really be the suppression of blood. No wonder my father left a message before he left.

Zhenyun: "Then remember to protect your father in the same way."

But he really wanted to see the original skin of his own Qiuqiu.

As the only one among the gods who had taken care of a "baby", Jimo Xichen was extremely sensitive in sensing people's thoughts. He stopped and asked calmly, "Aqing, do you want to go?"

Zhenqing lowered his head obediently, pursed his lips and said nothing. In fact, he still didn't know how to face Jimo Xichen. The feeling that the Sun God gave him was always different, and unfamiliarity was inevitable, but he couldn't help but get close to him.

The Sun God was not in a hurry. He just stood on the floating ladder that was shorter than him, waiting for him to speak.

After a while, the Sun God took the initiative to speak, "Ah Qing, Space is your destined person, why do you think I will not let you meet him?"

Before Zhenqing understood, He continued, "I am your father. I will support you in all your decisions. I am tolerant of everything you do. You don't have to be afraid of me. I don't want me to become your shackles, and I won't restrain you. You need friends to accompany you and you need a lover. God wants his children to be happy and blessed."

"I missed your eighteen years." Jimo Xichen turned around and continued walking. He said, "I'm sorry, but I want to tell you that I will always love you and bless you. I swear to the law that I will be a good father."

Zhenqing just felt that these words were very familiar. His father also said these words when he met him on the first day.

Zhenqing chased after him, smiling, "Then can I make a request of you?"

Jimo Xichen tilted his head to look at him and motioned for him to speak.

Zhenqing's ears turned red, "Please be gentle."

Jimo Xichen almost stumbled and fell. He stopped and stood firm, with a helpless tone, "Ah Qing, I'm curious, who told you that I would beat him?"

"Hmm?" Zhenqing licked his lips, his eyes wandering, "Uh..." There are quite a lot, Qianyu, Hanqing, and... Dad.

Seeing this, Taiyang understood everything. He touched Zhenqing's head and said, "Don't let your imagination run wild. If you want to go, just go. I'll take you there."

Zhenqing saw the rune on the forehead of the person in front of him flashing slightly, and in the blink of an eye he had arrived in an unfamiliar place.

Before he could see his surroundings clearly, a few more people appeared around him. They were Gu Yuan and others.

Ling Jie adjusted his posture and stood up, still holding a chess piece in his hand, and Wen Sheng was still holding a cup. Everyone looked at each other for a moment, and Lan Yun turned into a little fox and jumped up, "Ah Qing!"

Zhenqing reflexively caught the fox and weighed it, and immediately didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "It's all here."

"What's going on?" Gu Yuan looked around. It seemed that what they were standing on was... clouds?!

Wen Sheng put the cup away and was about to release his mental power when he found that a dark shadow suddenly appeared beside him. It was a woman who looked like an immortal. She was wearing a white gauze dress and had a blood-red flower on her forehead. Behind her were two pairs of white wings. Her pair of light blue eyes met Wen Sheng's gaze and she opened her mouth and chirped, almost sending Zhen Qing and the others away.

Mu Yao covered her ears, hearing the familiar bird song, "Sister Yan Mu! It's us!"

Zhenqing was observing the surrounding environment. He covered the little fox's ears and said speechlessly, "You are a divine beast after all, can you stop being so startled?"

Yan Mu took two steps back and pulled her clothes in place, "I was just getting dressed!"

Wei Yang's head ached from the shock, "You transformed?"

"Or else?" The wings behind Yan Mu exploded, and a lot of feathers scattered. She cursed, "Jimo! Can you tell me before you teleport next time?"

She was brought up by the moon and was never afraid of the sun god.

Lingjie clenched the chess piece in his hand, looked at the sea of ​​clouds in front of him, and asked with a smile, "So where are we now?"

Yan Mu patted his hair and walked over gracefully, "This is the gate of the empty court."

Everyone: "?"

Yan Mu stood next to Zhen Qing and pointed to the empty space in front of them. "Ah Qing, use your divine power to smash this place."

Zhenqing was puzzled, but he did as he was told and was shocked.

He stuffed the little fox into Mu Yao's hands, raised his hand and sent a stream of divine power over, only to find that the divine power seemed to be absorbed by the barrier that appeared. Light purple water ripples popped up on the barrier, and he could vaguely see what was inside, but they disappeared very quickly, and the sky in front of him turned into blue sky and white clouds again.

"What is this?" Zhen Qing walked forward and touched the barrier in front of him. The moment he touched it, the entire barrier shattered like glass, revealing the true appearance inside.

Before Zhenqing had time to panic, he was shocked by what he saw and stood there in a daze.

Island after island appeared in front of them, suspended high above the sea of ​​clouds. Starting from under his feet, one step after another of floating stairs emerged from the sea of ​​clouds, connecting to the farthest magnificent palace island.

Waterfalls, clouds, and flowing lights surround the floating island. The stars sink and the moon sets, cranes cry melodiously, and numerous meteors fall like fire and scatter like rain. Everything is green, the clouds are lingering, the ancient trees are towering, and the mountain flowers are everywhere. There are all kinds of vines climbing on the glazed steps of the suspension bridge; white jade and mahogany palaces are interspersed among them.

This is the empty courtyard.

It is like a fairyland, a place that truly resembles the divine world in imagination.

Yan Mu clapped his hands, and several cranes flew over from afar and landed beside them. The leading crane transformed as soon as it landed.

"Sister Yan Mu!" The young boy happily circled around Yan Mu, then set his sights on Zhen Qing. He saluted obediently, "Your Highness, may you be well~"

"We've been waiting for you for a long time!" The young boy only reached Zhenqing's waist, and he went forward and hugged Zhenqing.

Zhenqing bent down and touched his head. "What's your name? How long is a long time?"

"My name is Yan Yang!" The young boy counted on his fingers, "Hmm... a hundred years!"

Well, it was officially announced as soon as Yueliang got pregnant with him.

Yan Mu picked up the little guy and said, "Ah Qing, don't be fooled by his small size. He is actually three hundred years old."

Everyone: "!!!"

Yan Yang struggled, "Even if he's only three years old, I'm still a baby."

Yan Mu rolled his eyes, threw him away, and transformed into his original form, "Aqing, follow me, I will take you to find a space, and the rest of you follow this little guy to the prepared side hall. It's time to rest at this time."

"Okay." Zhen Qing smiled and climbed onto the crane, looking at Gu Yuan and the others, "See you tomorrow."

Gu Yuan and others waved good night to him and then parted ways.

Zhenqing looked at the scenery below him, "Sister Yan Mu, where is Qiuqiu?"

"Purple Rose Cold Pond." Yan Mu took Zhen Qing and flew to the palace in the center. "That's where Han Qing lives. It's also where Space fell asleep. After Space fell, the sun sealed his body in an ice coffin."

As they got closer, Zhenqing could see the snow-capped mountains behind the central palace, which were previously obscured by clouds and mist and could not be seen clearly.

Only now did I discover that there were actually several ice crystal pavilions and small palaces on the snow-capped mountains.

Zhenqing opened his mouth slightly. There was actually a bamboo house at the foot of the snow-capped mountain. It was a two-story bamboo house with purple roses climbing all over the outside. Because it was backed by the bamboo forest mountain, it was directly embedded at the foot of the mountain. There was a triangle supported by pillars under the house. There was a semi-circular lawn leading to the lakeside. Below was a small lake, extending to the foot of the snow-capped mountain on the other side.

A little further away from the house is a waterfall that is half ice and half flowing water. The mountain seems to be split in two, one half is a snow-capped mountain that has never melted, and the other half is a purple rose that is nourished by divine power and never fades in all seasons. Half of the lake is ice lotus blooming on the ice, and the other half is purple water lilies on the clear water.

Yan Mu and Zhen Qing rushed towards the waterfall. The boy's pupils were dizzy. He raised his hands to support a barrier to avoid being soaked. He then discovered that there was another world inside the waterfall. He landed, "Sister Yan Mu, could you tell me in advance? If I really didn't react, we would both be soaked."

Yan Mu snorted twice and changed into human form, "Aren't you quite timely?"

Zhenqing was helpless.

Yan Mu waved at him, "Look at my pinched face! How is it? Does it look good?"

Zhenqing smiled and nodded, "It's beautiful, so beautiful that it can make the moon hide in shame and the flowers sink to ashes."

"You're just sweet-talking." The woman raised her head proudly, "Come on, I'll take you to the cold pond."

The further Zhenqing walked inside, the colder it felt. He shivered and looked at the cave that was lit up by spiritual vines. The sound of the waterfall outside was crisp and pleasant. Zhenqing reached out and touched the wall of the cave, but suddenly stopped. He stared at his hand.

Yan Mu noticed that Zhen Qing was not moving, "What's wrong?"

Zhenqing pointed at the cave wall with shaking hands, "Tell me honestly, what formed this cave?"

Yan Mu suddenly reacted, chuckled twice, and looked away awkwardly, "This cave is indeed an ordinary cave, but there is a green dragon coiled inside."

Zhenqing: “So?”

Yan Mu pursed his lips, "This is Meng Yi's ancestor."

Zhenqing: “???”

"The most original of the Azure Dragon lineage will never perish. Like the rest of us gods, he will live as long as the heaven and earth."

When Yan Mu said this, Zhen Qing probably understood.

No wonder he felt the wall was moving when he touched it just now, could it really be a living ancient dragon?!

Yan Mu pulled Zhen Qing forward, but found that he couldn't move him. He put his hands on his waist and said, "Alas, He has been sleeping for hundreds of millions of years. He only wakes up once when a new Azure Dragon is born. This old guy just sleeps..."

Yan Mu felt the cold air behind him and turned his head stiffly.

Zhen Qing stared at the golden eyes behind Yan Mu with a wooden face. The eyes were bigger than him and he was numb with fear.

The pair of golden eyes reflected light in the darkness. The dark cave was slightly illuminated by the spiritual vines. The giant dragon in front of them stretched its head and stared at them quietly. There was no obvious breathing, but the faint cold air froze the two men.

A voice as cold and clear as the meltwater from a thousand-year-old glacier exploded in their ears, "Old man?"

The hair on Yan Mu's wings all exploded. The woman greeted the owner of the golden eyes with shaking hands and said tremblingly, "Uncle, long time no see."

Yan Mu suddenly hid behind Zhen Qing, "Uncle, why did you wake up suddenly?"

Qinglong snorted coldly, looked at the young man in front of him, and said in a much softer tone, "He will naturally wake up when he comes back."

"Little guy." The dragon said with a smile, "I am Duanmu Ling, hello."

Zhenqing held down the shaking hand and said calmly, "Hello, senior. I am Zhenqing."

"Bie Yi is waiting for you inside, go ahead." The giant dragon gently pushed Zhen Qing with his divine power, then looked at Yan Mu coldly, "You are becoming more and more lawless. Have you forgotten everything Yan Qi taught you?"

Yan Mu's legs were shaking. He grabbed Zhen Qing's wide sleeves and said, "Ah Qing, help me!!!"

"Thank you." Zhen Qing smiled at the dragon, pulled his sleeve out of Yan Mu's hand, and walked away without looking back, "Take care."

Yan Mu’s screams echoed in the cave. Zhen Qing covered his ears and left quickly. “Take care, Sister Yan Mu. I will bring you your favorite fish. He is a senior who is older than my father. I am not of the same generation as him and cannot help you!”

He walked for a long time and when he saw a light in the distance he started running. The coldness inside became even worse. He used divine power in himself and the moment he rushed out of the darkness, he leaned against the wall of the cave and looked at the ice crystal lamp on the ceiling. Two steps forward was a bottomless pool.

A purple ice lotus bloomed in the center, countless purple roses blossomed in the cave, and golden spots of light scattered around, illuminating the surroundings.

Zhenqing stared at the ice coffin on the surface of the pond. He called softly, "Qiuqiu?"

No one responded.

Zhen Qing hesitated for a moment, used his special power to flash to the side of the ice coffin, and was stunned when he saw the man sleeping in the coffin.

The ice coffin was not covered, and the god before him seemed unreal in beauty.

Zhenqing knew that Qiu Bieyi's original skin would look good, but he never thought it would be that good-looking.

The word "fairy" can describe Qiu Bieyi's face.

Both the facial features and the body are perfect.

The man placed his hands on his abdomen, with countless flowers blooming around him in the ice coffin. He had a handsome face with sharp contours, but cold white skin, elegant facial features, thick and dense eyelashes, and long cold brown hair scattered around him.

Her body proportions were excellent, and she wore the dark purple clothes very casually, as if she had just casually draped them over her body. From her chest to her abdomen, her muscles were distinct, her waist and abdomen were compact, without a trace of fat, and there was a small red mole on her chest. This extreme visual impact made Zhenqing stare in a trance.

In fact, if you look closely, there is no similarity between him and Qiu Bieyi in the mortal world.

Zhenqing sat on the edge of the ice coffin and reached out to touch Qiu Bieyi's face. He whispered, "Qiuqiu..."

Seeing that no one responded, he was a little confused. He looked around and was about to leave when he was grabbed by a cold hand and thrown straight into the ice coffin. The hands clasped Zhenqing's waist, blew into his ear, and a low and magnetic voice sounded, with attachment and smile.

"Brother, do you like it?"