Tsukiyomi is a generous god, which can be seen from the fact that Zong Jue generously agreed to bestow the status of Kasen Kanesada as soon as he opened his mouth. In front of Zong Jue was a super mini knife that was only the length of a finger and the same size as a commemorative pendant issued by the Government of Time.

"After he gets used to it, he will return to his original size." Yue Duoming said, holding his chin and watching Zong Jue put the vibrating knife properly in the hidden pocket in his sleeve.

No matter how familiar you are, Zong Jue will not casually put on a bathrobe or pull on a shirt and slacks when meeting a high-ranking god, as in the underworld. How many clothes are specially used for this kind of occasion. The brocades woven by the goddesses on the high Tianyuan are unparalleled, and they are solemn enough not to be rude no matter when they are spread, but the colors that the goddesses like are mostly fancy, even pure white. The silk cloth can also weave a magnificent splendor like a brocade. Yue Duoming has seen Zong Jue wearing such a costume several times. The sky blue or hibiscus purple color is a rare lively color in the wardrobe of Huangquan God. Even Zong Jue Huang Quanshen, who once wore a set of cinnabar-colored straight clothes, set off his solemn face, also showed a bit of pyrotechnic warmth.

But today's dress is different from the past. The smoky brocade is covered with darker dark lines, and the piping mixed with silver threads is faintly visible at the corners of the clothes, like the flowing brilliance of the Milky Way.

This is obviously not the aesthetics of the goddesses on Gao Tianyuan.

"It's beautiful." Tsukiyomi slid his fingertips across the wide sleeves, and was satisfied to see Guanghua appear and then disappear along his fingertips.

Compared with Gao Tianyuan's flamboyant style, the fabric he gave him is more beautiful.

"When did you become good at selling yourself and boasting?" Zong Jue raised his hand to get the teapot, and rescued his sleeve from Yueyue God's hands without any trace, and Yueyiming pressed the lid of the teapot with his backhand. As far as the gods are concerned, Tsukiyomi caressed the exquisite carvings on the teapot lid calmly, half-closed his eyes and said with a smile: "Why don't you bring some back, the ones weaved in this batch are softer, and can be used as undergarments or Sleeping rolls are fine."

Undergarments are the single clothes worn in the innermost layer of kimonos. Sleeping rolls, as the name suggests, are so-called pajamas, which are clothes worn next to the body. The brocade produced by Yono no Shokubara is not as flooded as Takamahara. Only Tsukuyomi can attract Yueka to attach to On the brocade, it makes it flow out such a gorgeous color, but it is rare to do it once in hundreds of years with Yueyue's temperament. Ordinary gods get every inch of gold, and even a piece of cloth is used to decorate the corners of the clothes. Tsukiyomi himself is probably the only one who can tell the extravagant usage of using it as an undergarment or sleeping scroll.

And the only one who can accept this kind of suggestion without changing his face is Zong Jue who can often receive cloth from Yueyomi, and who can pick up a piece of clothing and wear it without picking any cloth at all.

As for the issue of underclothes or outer robe haori, Zong Jue, who is still in the stage of receiving clothes from Huangquan's logistics office, has never been conscious.

At most, it's just a sigh that Yueyue Ming is really a generous god.

Yue Duoming didn't expect Zong Jue to give him any response. Seeing Zong Jue's quick response, he let go of the teapot, and pushed his teacup towards Zong Jue to let Zong Jue pour tea for him. Looking at the courtyard outside the corridor, he said, "If you came earlier, you would be able to see the glow of the falling stars."

There are trees with bright golden branches and leaves in his courtyard, and countless stars on the ground flow into a long river. Whenever a new star is born or falls, the leaves will rustle and make a subtle and crisp sound. In an instant, it will burst out with light several times its own, able to illuminate a large galaxy.

For the stars themselves, it may be a slow process that lasts decades or even hundreds of years. However, for the gods with a long lifespan, the birth to fall is only a short period of time. up.

"I thought you were tired of watching it long ago." Zong Jue poured tea into Yueyomi Ming's teacup, "I remember when you were bored and often sneaked to the underworld, which made Lord Izanami angry. Big temper."

From Izanagi's entrustment, it can be seen that Tsukiyomi is not very favored by him. Although the food of the night is vast, it is very barren, and there is no light in the dark night all year round. In terms of location, it is not far from Huangquan. The worst part of Takako's enfeoffment territory, Tsukiyomi Ming and Amaterasu Omikami turned against each other and never set foot in Takamahara and the present world blessed by Takamahara, but no matter how peaceful he is, he is still a newly born god, a desolate and dead food of the night It was inevitable that I would feel bored after staying for a long time, so Tsukiyomi would occasionally sneak to the underworld to let the wind go, but I had to be careful not to be caught by Izanami. , Yue Read Ming almost lost half of his life when he was caught and thrown out for the first time.

"But I really didn't expect you to come to see me at that time." Tsukiyomi said with a smile, "I almost thought I would die."

"Huang Quan doesn't plan to go to war yet." Zong Jue said lightly. No matter how bad the relationship between Yueyomi and Amaterasu Omisami is, it symbolizes that yin and yang are closely related. Coupled with the dislike of Huang Quan, it is inevitable that there will be fights. At that time, Huang Quan had just generally established order and could not withstand the blow of war. In order to maintain the fragile diplomatic relationship, Zong Jue of course tried his best to clean up the mess left by Izanami.

The eldest daughter of the three nobles, Amaterasu Omikami, stood on the side of Izanaki, and the last son, Suzhan Mingzun, who is commonly referred to as Susanoo, was exiled. It is negligible. Yue reads fate, and Huang Quan will struggle in whatever he wants to do in the future.

Of course, at that time, the soft three-headed little bun, Tsukiyomi, tearfully pawed at the corner of Izanami's skirt, crying and crying, and it was very important that he hit a certain Huangquan god's strike belt one of the reasons.

——If it had been replaced by Suzhan Mingzun, who always blocked the gate of Huangquan in front of the wind and cried loudly, Zong Jue would not be soft-hearted in throwing him out.

Well, this reason can be omitted directly.

"It's the same reason every time." Yue Duming sighed, "I feel like you are getting more and more perfunctory, and you would still say something nice to coax me before."

"I thought you had been out of childhood for many years." Zong Jue raised his eyebrows.

"If I were still in my toddler stage," Tsukiyomi changed his sitting position, his long soft black hair slid down from his shoulders, "it's time to cling to you and sleep together."

When he was young, Zong Jue didn't like turning into a human form very much. He spent most of his time wandering around with his wild prototype on his back. His prototype was big enough for a young god to lie on it and roll over. His thick fur was warm and safe. , Zong Jue has been pestered by him many times.

After being silent for a few seconds, Zong Jue casually gathered a ball of spiritual power. Pull it here and pinch it there. When he opened his hand, it turned into a little white rabbit with long fluff. He put the little rabbit Handed it to Yue Duoming, and said sincerely: "You can use this."

Tsukiyomi smiled and opened his hand to take the little rabbit. When he raised his hand, his fingertips inadvertently brushed the back of Zong Jue's hand—he wanted to close the opponent's hand, but he mistakenly overestimated the strength of his own hand. Size, Zong Jue, who was half a head taller than him, had hands that were a bit bigger than him. Instead of being able to hold them together, Zong Jue pinched his fingertips. The unusual coldness made Zong Jue frowned slightly.

"Why is it so cold?" He asked, stroking Tsukiyomi's wrist from his fingertips, "Are you injured?"

"It's nothing..." Yue Duming said, before Zong Jue raised his brows, he changed his words obediently, "Suzhan Mingzun came to look for me some time ago."

"Then?" Zong Jue knew nothing good when he heard Suzhan Mingzun. The last son among the three noble sons was as vicious, vulgar and moody as his name. If it wasn't for the high-ranking god as the third noble son, he might have been united by other gods long ago Get up and kill.

Among other things, Amaterasu Omisami, who was humiliated by his shit in the temple, was definitely the first to strike.

"His time has come." Suzhan Mingzun is different from Tsukiyomi and Amaterasu Omikami. The last of the three noble sons was exiled by Izanaki at the beginning, and he was wandering in the world without the support of the kingdom of God. He can't exist forever like his brothers and sisters, but he won't reincarnate after death like ordinary gods, he will die, and then be reborn as a new god, everything is cleared, except for the same godhead It is completely another brand new existence.

In a sense, it is no different from reincarnation after death.

No one would be reconciled to this, so Suzhan Mingzun asked Yueyomi for a little glory, just like the kind that Yueyiming gave to Mikayue Zongjin, so that he could retain his memory in rebirth.

If it's just like this, then it's okay, after all, there are many gods who manipulate the loopholes of the law in this way, and a glimmer of glory is not a big problem for Yue Duming. After being separated out for a little self-cultivation and self-cultivation, he will be brought back. , so Suzhan Mingzun asked him what he wanted and he gave it. The reason why he didn't want to tell Zong Jue was because the follow-up of this matter was really embarrassing-the ghost knows how Suzhan Mingzun operated it. When Yue Duming found out that something was wrong and went to investigate, Suzhan Mingzun obviously failed to save his memory and reshuffled the cards. What's worse, his glory was not consumed as originally planned, but entered reincarnation .

"It's true that I found it..." Yue Duming has no doubts that his glory is not a god after reincarnation, and even a hair of a Sanguizi level existence can be turned into a high-level god, not to mention the glory that condenses his power , "That child has become a disaster."

Correspondingly, he, who didn't have time to cut off the connection with each other, also suffered backlash, and was caught off guard for a while.

"Do you need my help?" Zong Jue asked.

"No... There is really one thing I need to trouble you with." Yue Dushen, who wanted to refuse, blinked and changed his words decisively, "That child should be rescued."

Although it is more convenient and quicker to cut off the contact directly, since Zong Jue seldom comes to the door by himself, he would be a fool if he still can't seize the opportunity.

Yue Duoming admits that he has some unsophisticated thoughts about Zong Jue, but Ye Gan doesn't feel any subtle teasing and ambiguity about the straight-line thinking of feelings, but if he tells Zong Jue directly in front of his face He doesn't want to sleep with the fluffy Yegan but wants to sleep with the humanoid Zongjue ♂. He promises that whether it is as a Japanese god or as a Yegan, or because of the relationship between Huangquan and Ye Zhiyuan Zong Jue wouldn't even mind having such a dewy marriage with him.

But that's all.

For Yegan, who is good at changing, playing with people's hearts, and has a strong fighting capacity, there is no such thing as love, partner, or the like. If you see the right eye, you can roll together and turn your head. The next day, you may not even remember who the other party is. Even if Zong Jue belongs to the heterogeneous group of Yegans who want to be indifferent, serious and slow, Yue Duoming can clearly see that once he takes the initiative to make it clear, the ending will definitely not be what he wants.

Still have to figure it out slowly.

Tsukiyomi watched Zong Jue leave with a smile, carelessly fiddled with Otsutsuki Kaguya Hime who was dying in the spiritual power ball with her fingertips.

Kill all the crows in the three thousand worlds, and sleep with you until dawn.

The food source of the night has long been the night of ignorance.

The author has something to say:

Zong Jue: Yue Duming has grown into a big child too [comfortable face]

Yue Duming has faced Zong Jue in this state all year round, and it is not easy to persist until now

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How many people have just written this? Many people are still waiting in the background hungry and thirsty. Hahaha [Beating to death]

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