The Rabbit God of Time Traveling

Time: 16-12-2812:05

"You..." Yuchi Fu panted, but every time he said a word, he could feel the smell of rust and iron welling up in his throat.

"I didn't want to pay attention to you, but you violated my king's big taboo." The demon king raised the corner of his mouth but did not show any smile.

The demon king took a few more steps forward, kicked Yuchifu's abdomen fiercely, and kicked him off the cliff. Yuchifu grabbed the cliff with one hand and was on the verge of falling.

The demon king just took a look and left.

After a while, Yuchifu couldn't hold on to the cliff anymore and fell off the cliff.

He fell into the rushing stream, and with his last breath he saved himself.

The stream was stained red by his blood and dizzy in a large area.

Yu Chifu struggled to wake up, and slowly crawled towards the shore.

Although he managed to save his own life, his cultivation was ruined just like that.

He was lying by the stream, panting, his eyes had lost too much blood and he couldn't see clearly, and the injuries on his body made it impossible for him to even sit up.But the figure of Bai Yan kept appearing in his mind.

That standing on the top of the mountain, dressed in white, with aura in his eyes.

He is not reconciled!He was not reconciled to just losing his cultivation, let alone dying like this!

He wants white smoke, wants revenge, wants many things.

Yu Chifu closed his eyes, his brows were enveloped by black air, misfortune and fortune were unpredictable...

The Demon King didn't say anything after returning, and Bai Yan naturally didn't ask any more questions.

Everything seemed to be back to the way it used to be, but Bai Yan didn't know whether it was successful or not in this trial.

Anyway, after Bai Yan suffered a loss this time, he worked even harder when he practiced.

"Master Rabbit, Master Rabbit! Take a look!" The little demon who had been in charge of the mirror hastily ran to the study.

Bai Yan was taken aback, and put down the pen in his hand: "What's wrong?" He took the mirror.

I saw that the people in the mirror were Dongli and Qu Junyang.

The night in the world was thick and the moon was hanging high. They were under a peach tree. They were wearing red clothes. They carved the appearance of Bai Yan into a small puppet and placed it on the table, with offerings and a pair of dragon and phoenix candles.

Just the two of them, worshiping the sky and the earth and finally worshiping Baiyan's small wooden idol, looked at each other and toasted.

Seeing the white smoke, he couldn't sit still anymore, he got up and disappeared in front of the little demons.

After drinking their glasses of wine, they looked at each other and smiled.

Even if it's just the two of them, they feel very happy and satisfied without anyone congratulating them.

Suddenly, Bai Yan appeared in front of them, startling them all.

"Bai... Baiyan?" Qu Junyang almost lost his grip on the cup.

"How could I fail to do such a big thing?" Bai Yan took a breath and said with a smile.

Dongli, however, seemed much calmer: "Bai Yan, you are always so elusive."

"That's not the point." Bai Yan waved his hand, "Since you all worship me, then I should also give you gifts."

Bai Yan walked to the middle of them, stretched out her hand, and suddenly a tiny red thread appeared in her hand, which was about to break off.

He took a new red thread and tied them again, making a knot.

"This is..." they said in unison.

"This is your red line. Originally, you would be beaten to death by the villagers and then go your separate ways. But maybe this is God's will, and it is destined that you will not be separated so easily." Bai Yan has gradually realized the true fun and meaning of being the God of Marriage .

They looked at each other, looked at each other and smiled.

At this time, Bai Yan suddenly had an idea, he hesitated for a moment before speaking: "Maybe I need to ask you for help."

"What?" Qu Junyang asked.

"I want to build a temple in a town not far from the foot of this mountain. Can you help me? You can practice medicine and ask for medicine to benefit the people in the town."

The previous temple was given to him by the demon king, this time he wants to build one himself.

Qu Junyang said without thinking, "Of course! Dongli, how about you?"

Dongli smiled and nodded: "Of course I'm with you."

Seeing their inseparable appearance, Bai Yan seemed to be filled with their love in his heart, which is the most cherished thing in the world.

"Well, come to town tomorrow to find me, and I'll go get ready." Bai Yan turned around and was about to leave, but suddenly remembered something and stopped, "Oh, by the way, what else do you need? We did it together."

"No, that's fine." They replied in unison again.

Bai Yan chuckled and said, "Okay." He quickly disappeared from their sight.

Bai Yan called the little demons, chose a good place, set up a barrier, and built his second temple together with the little demons.

The speed of the little demons was very fast, and there was almost nothing for Bai Yan to intervene.

"That's right." Just as Bai Yan was complacent, the Demon King appeared behind him.

Bai Yan has gotten used to the demon king's breath: "Of course!"

The demon king doted on Bai Yan and raised the corners of his mouth, his tenderness was like water.

Just after dawn, Dongli and Qu Junyang went down the mountain, and it took more than an hour to reach the town.

This town is not big, but it's not small either, and it's lively with people coming and going.

"Dongli Junyang, here." Bai Yan waved quickly when she saw them.

They stepped forward and found a small but exquisite temple rising from the ground.

"He's A Li, and he will help you take care of this temple in the future." Bai Yan was afraid that they would be blinded at first, so he called A Li who had recovered from his injuries.

Dongli Qu Junyang and the others looked at each other and nodded as a greeting.

Bai Yan was very relieved of them, so he just explained a few words and went back to do his own business.

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This volume is over~ Sahua. . .