Reborn Husband, God Supports You

Black, endless black.But Mu Zixin has long been used to this kind of despairing, irritating, and powerless blackness. He can "see" the difference in blackness, its thickness, and even "see" spots of light, which to him are spots of light. , even if it is taken out, others cannot see it, but to him, it is light.

Mu Zixin felt that his body was like a bottomless pit, which couldn't be filled no matter what.The surplus of spiritual power seems to be a joke to him, no matter whether he absorbs it desperately or stays still, the spiritual power will continue to drill into his body.

Mu Zixin's only pleasure in a day is to observe the gray light ball in the sea of ​​consciousness, to see if it has grown a little.

Hmm...it seems to have grown up again today.Mu Zixin poked the gray ball of light, it was soft and felt hairy, this kind of feeling was very similar... Isn't it?

Mu Zixin threw the strange thought out of his mind, and continued to stare at the light ball, did he have to wait for it to wake up before leaving?

Yes, the ball of light is asleep, deep sleep.No matter what Mu Zixin does, he won't wake up. He attacks, but the light group is wronged and it doesn't do any harm to it. As for kneading and so on, the light group said that he enjoys it. In the end, Mu Zixin had to let this strange light go. group.

When Mu Zixin thought that it might be because the light group hadn't grown, he couldn't leave. He tried to transfer the absorbed spiritual power to the light group. The light group was very happy. Don't ask Mu Zixin how he felt its emotions. Yes, he didn't know it himself.

Although it was very strenuous, Mu Zixin persisted, and the ball of light jumped, unceremoniously absorbing the spiritual power guided by Mu Zixin.

I don't know how long it took, but Mu Zixin felt that the speed of the light group's absorption of spiritual power accelerated, and the body no longer grew, only the size of two palms, and the light dimmed a lot and had a tendency to deepen.

This is... Mu Zixin quietly looked at the dantian where the dantian was as black as the river, swirling, frantically absorbing the incoming spiritual power, feeling full!

Mu Zixin paused, is it finally coming to an end?

After being here for so long, he finally wants to end this life without the sun and the moon. It would be a lie to say that he is not excited and happy, but his body has been stiff for too long. Time has forgotten how to laugh.

The spiritual power in the outside world is getting less and less, and the light group... No, it should be said to be a black group now. It stopped absorbing spiritual power and just helped Mu Zixin absorb the last bit of spiritual power.

After a while, after absorbing the spiritual power, Mu Zixin felt something fly out, and he "woke up" himself. When he opened his eyes, what he saw wasn't Heihe, or anything else, it was a black and radiant Bright...

"Meow? Master?" She looked at Mu Zixin with bright amber eyes, and if it wasn't for the different races, she might have flicked her tail.

Mu Zixin was dumbfounded for a moment, and stared at the black cat on his body. After staring for a while, Mu Zixin silently raised the cat, "What are you?"

The black cat looked at him injured, "I am a cat, meow!"

"You are the... cat that appeared in my sea of ​​consciousness for no reason?" He originally wanted to say the light group, but after thinking about it, he changed it to a cat, in order to take care of the self-esteem of this strange cat.For some reason, Mu Zixin had that hunch that as long as he said the word "light group", the black cat would cry to death in the corner.

Hearing Mu Zixin's words, the black cat flicked its tail happily, "Yes, meow!"

Tail flick... isn't this what dogs do?Mu Zixin paused, as if the cat flicked its tail to express its happiness...

"You are the river?" Although the words were interrogative sentences, the tone was very certain.Mu Zixin stared at the black cat, and the temperature around him dropped several degrees.

The black cat was licking its paws, and Fenfen's pads made people itch.Hearing Mu Zixin's question, he laughed and said, "Master~"

"I am not your master." Joke!He would believe someone who just called him master?Even if I don't know how long I lived in his sea of ​​consciousness, I still can't believe it all.Cultivation is too messy, if you don't pay attention, you will be snapped off.

The black cat sighed, raised its paws and said, "Okay, I am Styx."

Styx?Mu Zixin frowned. The black cat meant that he was sent to the Styx River by a beam of light?What the hell!

"I am Styx, but you are my master." The black cat continued: "When the God Realm was in turmoil, I waited here for a long time but did not wait for the master to come back. Later, all the power of the master was sealed on me. I felt something was wrong, I wanted to leave at that time, but I was restrained until now the master came back."

"Did you recognize the wrong person?" Mu Zixin thought for a long time before asking such a sentence that made the black cat almost vomit blood.

The black cat took a few deep breaths, gritted its teeth and said, "Even if I reincarnate a hundred times, I won't recognize the owner's scent."

Mu Zixin lowered his head slightly in thought, regardless of whether what the black cat said was true or not, the top priority should be to get out of here.It doesn't matter if you look up, what matters is the sudden appearance of maple trees and bridges and the small white flowers all over the ground.

The thick maple tree is enough for 100 people to hug, and the bridge is glowing with cold moonlight... Moonlight?Mu Zixin looked up and saw a bright moon hanging on the dark sky, as if embedded in it.

The water that should have been flowing under the bridge has dried up... Mu Zixin subconsciously looked at the black cat, "The river has been sucked dry?"

The black cat nodded, and said as a matter of course: "Yes, I have been here for three thousand and five years, six months and four days, and the master's power has been absorbed by the river, so this is the only way to restore the master."

Mu Zixin said how it took him so long to absorb spiritual power, he dared to "drink" a river...cough! "Aren't you a river?" Then what he "drank" wasn't...

"Me? Of course I am. I am the Styx, but I am also an elf created by the master. I can only say that I was born in the Styx, and I can mobilize the Styx, but usually the Styx has no effect on me. I lost a place to sleep." The black cat explained as best as possible, and I don't know if Mu Zixin understood.

That's good... Mu Zixin said silently in her heart.As soon as he got up, Mu Zixin was stunned. The black robe on his body was embroidered with golden magic patterns, and the hair hanging from his shoulders turned silvery white. The complexion of his hands was so white that he was surprised.

Mu Zixin drew a water light mirror. The person inside has a pair of clear purple eyes, and the long silver hair hangs down straight to the waist. The original delicate face seems to be covered with a layer of holy light, like a banished fairy. I don't know what material it is. The finished Xuanpao added a sense of chill.

Is the person inside really him?Mu Zixin felt it. If the stage of transforming into a god is the limit of most cultivators, then he has already surpassed this limit.He doesn't know what God is like, he just feels as if everything in the world is in the palm of his hand and he can control it.

The black cat looked at Mu Zixin adoringly, "The master is still as beautiful." The devil is not as good as the master, and its master is the prettiest.

As a man, Mu Zixin really didn't like or even hated being called beautiful... This was simply an insult to him. Of course, if Ye Luochen praised him for his good looks, that would be a different story.

After giving the black cat a cold sideways look, he said, "How do you go back now? Do you know about Qin Xuanguo?" He was not afraid that the world had changed, but he was afraid that he would not be able to return to the space where Qin Xuanguo was.

The black cat nympho seemed to think of something after that, "Master, you can just think about where to go and go there. Also, is the master married?"

Mu Zixin paused when he heard the last sentence, "How do you know?" The first thing he thought of was that the black cat had the ability to divination.

The black cat laughed and said triumphantly: "It is said that people with bad tempers will become better after getting married, and it is true."

Mu Zixin: "..." Raising his hand was a slap. "Can you go back to the past?"

If he could go back in time, would he be able to prevent Ye Luochen from leaving?Is he...

Before Mu Zixin could finish thinking, the black cat ruthlessly broke his fantasy, "No, God also has his own rules. If you can go back to the past and change the time at will, the world will be chaotic, unless it is chosen by space. heir."

Mu Zixin was silent for a while, "I see." Then, thinking of the Prince's Mansion of Qinxuan Kingdom, the huge land of the underworld, one person and one cat disappeared in place.

The downpour of summer was like torture, but a thin figure stood upright, like a cedar tree.

The covered bridge circled around, the young man in the pavilion was concentrating on alchemy, and Mu Ziyan in the rain stared at the young man with a pale face.

Is it true that this man said that his brother is not dead yet?Why did he wait for so long and this man still refused to tell where his brother was?

Mu Ziyan stubbornly believed that the boy would tell him where his brother was, and the little girl who was watching from afar was anxious and did not dare to go forward to persuade him.As soon as Mu Ziyan stood up, ten cows could not be pulled back.

If the young man is willing to tell him where Mu Zixin is, why bother to attack Mu Zixin?Xiaoguai couldn't figure out why Mu Ziyan was so noisy, but the boy let him follow.In Xiaoguai's opinion, it was a miracle that this strange boy didn't kill Mu Ziyan.

The young man stopped, glanced coldly at Mu Ziyan in the rain, and frowned dissatisfied.Why hasn't he left yet?

Where is Mu Zixin? If he knew, he would have gone up to give him a slap, and it's his turn to pester him here?The young man really wanted to kill Mu Ziyan with his palm, but every time he wanted to make a move, seeing Mu Ziyan's calm eyes, he couldn't do it again.

Maybe it's because he has never seen such persistent and clear eyes, or he has a strong interest in these eyes, so he has kept Mu Ziyan until now.

Mu Ziyan turned a deaf ear to the rumble of thunder, and Mu Ziyan pretended not to know the eager gaze cast by the little boy, but just looked at the young man in the pavilion who was fiddling with the stove.

Half an hour, an hour... Time flies, the rain gradually becomes thinner, and Mu Ziyan's pale face is stained with an abnormal blush.

Mu Ziyan saw the young man finally get up and walk out, he happily took a step forward, before he could say a word, he felt dizzy and fell backwards.