When God Is My Ex-Husband Today [Rebirth]

Without the Hundred Flowers Banquet hosted by the Underworld Lord, it would be a little more casual after all.

Although His Majesty the Lord of the Underworld, who has always been easy-going in legends, does not have much majesty, he is still the Lord of the Underworld.

The flowering period outside is at its peak, Xiao Xianxun, who likes to be noisy, can't bear it long ago, and can't bear to change into his original form, rolling and flying in the sea of ​​flowers. The only little white dragon cub was more forgiving, just smiled and touched his head twice to save him.

"Xianjun Xianjun." Xianxun's voice came from far to near, with a handful of multi-colored flowers in his mouth, he was flying towards Fusong.

Fu Song smiled, standing on the high platform, looking at the sea of ​​flowers below and the Goddess Goddess in fluttering clothes, for a while, she really couldn't feel the passage of time.

Accidentally glanced at it, and suddenly found an old man lying on a high position with his beard floating down to the ground, but he didn't care about it at all.

His appearance really resembles Elder Wu Ya.

Fu Song was stunned for a moment.

When he soared up to the 33rd heaven, he actually noticed the old man.

He was living under the Emperor of Heaven at that time, and although he was relaxed around him, they were all sitting upright gods, and he was the only one who could wantonly ignore the existence of the Emperor of Heaven, lying on the soft couch he had prepared, eating with his mouth Watching the spirit fruit peeled and pitted for him by the fairy attendant, he casually sat on the couch and asked how the new ascendant ascended to the immortal rank of the throne.

It's just that the fairy servant was blocking his face, so Fu Song didn't see it very clearly.

Now that he can see clearly, Fu Song can't believe it.

In the heavens, all the gods are naturally good-looking.

But this beauty has its own characteristics. If two people look very similar, it is impossible to say that there is no relationship.

"That's an old man from the northern wilderness who has been a hermit for more than 8000 years." A familiar voice sounded beside him, and Fu Song turned around, only to see Mingjun, who had no bruises on his face, leaning aside in a black robe that was not considered grand. on the colonnade.

"Northern Wilderness?" Fu Song's brows raised slightly, "It is rumored that the Northern Wilderness Sect has always been ruthless, and it is a naturally fierce place."

"It's just a rumor." His Royal Highness Mingzhu played with a tassel pendant in his hand, slid down the corridor and sat down on the railing below, looking at the idle old man, "Although there are many fierce beasts in the Northern Wilderness in ancient times, it can be tolerated." It is impossible to get out of the barrier that binds the Northern Wilderness. How could the place where the ancient beasts gathered be a barren mountain and evil water."

This is true.

Fu Song nodded, and didn't ask any other questions.

On the other hand, Dongling laughed lightly, his eyebrows and eyes intertwined in light and dark in the shadow cast by the trees, and he couldn't tell what his expression was: "This old man from the Northern Wilderness, it is said that thousands of years ago, when the Wu Clan was exterminated, he came from the hidden world. The Northern Wilderness Sect who lives here walked out."

Fu Song's fingers hanging between the long sleeves trembled, he stroked Xianxun's furry head in his arms, looked straight at his innocent sleeping face, who was already asleep, and said, "What are the Wu Clan?"

Dong Ling narrowed his eyes for a moment, then smiled, and said: "Witches are born with nature, if there are no 33rd heavenly monarchs in the sky, their status will definitely be the darlings of the heavens. It's a pity that prosperity must decline."

"I don't need to say much about it." Dong Ling pointed to the mountain over there, and said, "I don't know the name of this old man. He came out of the Northern Wilderness thousands of years ago, and he has only traveled far away twice."

"Once, it was the feast of the Immortal Palace on the day you ascended to become a king." His Majesty Mingjun stood up, walked to Fu Song's side, and said softly, "Once, it was the banquet of hundreds of flowers blooming once in a thousand years in the Underworld."

"Really." Fu Song said calmly, saw the white figure that was rushing over from the corner of his eyes, pursed his lips and smiled, looked at Dong Ling's blank expression for a moment, and said: "This is not related to me. What are you doing?"

"I heard..." Dongling Mingjun stared blankly at Fu Song's smiling face, and said, "This old man and the elder Wuya of the Wu clan are twin brothers born from the same plant..."

'boom. '

Xian Xun in Fu Song's arms was startled by the creaking sound, opened his eyes in a daze, and saw Zhuye Shenjun with a frosty face standing in front of his own Xianjun with his body on his back. A black figure was faintly visible.

A breeze mixed with the fragrance of flowers drifted by, God Zhu Ye withdrew his fist very calmly, wiped his clothes, and handed a bunch of messy flowers in his hand to Fu Song, baring his teeth With a smile, it was three points brighter than the scorching sun in the sky: "A Song, it's for you."

There was a loud sound of falling to the ground behind him, and Xian Xun couldn't help but cover his eyes, not wanting to look at the miserable state of the Underworld Lord.

Fu Song held back his smile, looked at Zhu Ye who didn't look messy at all, and said, "Thank you."

On the top of the mountain where the old man lived in the northern wilderness, he had already been strictly ordered by the master of the underworld not to be disturbed by any idlers.

This fairy has been born for more than [-] years, but he is still an old god with excellent spirit. It is probably one of the few in the world today, who has not chosen to sleep because of the passage of time.

The old fairy has always liked quietness, and there is no one else in the mountain except for a fairy who serves tea.

It's just that on this day, even the fairy attendant was sent off to the foot of the mountain to pick nectar in the early morning. He was the only one left in the whole hall, curled up in a soft couch with his thin body, his eyes slightly lowered as if resting his mind .

"Come out." The old god opened his eyes and looked at a figure hidden behind a dragon pillar with a gentle expression.

Fu Song walked out from behind the stone pillar, lowered his head and walked forward a little bit, and stopped when he reached about five steps in front of the old man's case.

"I'm still thinking about when you will be impatient and come to me, but you actually came." The old man in Beihuang sat up from the soft couch with a smile, leaning on the comfortable soft pillow behind him, and the breeze gently With a flick, the raised curtains looked a little elegant.

Fu Song lowered his eyes, and said with trembling lips: "Just now, Fu Song heard that His Majesty the Lord of the Underworld said that Your Majesty is the elder brother of the former Wu Clan Wu Ya..."

"Well, it's true." Beihuang old man nodded, with a smile in his eyes, looked at Fu Song who had already knelt down below, finally sighed, waved slightly, and said: "A Ya is right to accept disciples. "

"Come forward and let me have a look." The old man Beihuang sighed, looked at Fu Song's red-eyed face, and said, "Wu Ya's death is destiny, since it's your rebirth, it will definitely happen When he comes back to life again. You don't have to be too sad, let him know that he thought I bullied you. "

Fu Song cried and laughed and shook his head, "It is absolutely impossible for the Great Elder to think so."

"You know him again." The old man of Beihuang said angrily, "I have lived a long life in vain, and it is rare in my life to meet a child I like, and that kid will not let me hug you and put you away Bitter Cold Cliff was taken away, and I didn’t even let me touch your hand in the end.”

The old man from Beihuang pinched Fu Song's face, and sighed with a smile, "Little Asu is really well-raised."

Fu Song smiled and nodded, sitting in front of the old man's bed, like a child admiring the old man.

While talking and laughing, the old man couldn't hold back, sighed with regret and happiness, and said: "On the day when you were reborn, the witch cut off all the blood and bones, and sacrificed herself and thousands of people from the Wu clan to heaven. It changed your rebirth." Speaking of this, the old man's fingers trembled a little, but he still stroked Fu Song's hair, "The blood of this vital ancestor dragon has already dried up, and it can turn the water of the reincarnation pool in the underworld... ...After all, it is your life that should not die."

Fu Song nodded silently without saying a word.

"The flowering season is just right outside, and I'm going to panic when I'm idle," the old man got up from the soft couch, stretched a lot, and after a soft light flashed in front of Fu Song, he became a handsome young man. "Little Ah Song, you can just take the old man out for a stroll."

Fu Song looked at the old man in surprise, it should be.

It is not difficult for the gods in the world to maintain their appearance in their prime.

It's just that doing so is very depleting of one's cultivation base, and after living to a certain age, while the cultivation base increases, there will naturally be a way to stabilize the appearance. Therefore, in the heavens, the old lady who has not yet passed [-] years old has turned into a hundred The thing about the little girl under the age appeared.

It's just that some people have experienced a lot, and their natural mentality will become calm, and they will not be so attached to their appearance.

Just like the old man of the Northern Wilderness, he lived for seventy thousand years, experienced the Great War of the Ancients, and sealed himself in the Northern Wilderness. He got used to looking old and turned into a young talent. Not used to it.

When Xian Xun found his master again, he saw his master drinking tea with a god who looked like a person in a painting in a gazebo.

Immediately, Xian Xun burst into tears twice, and threw himself into Fu Song's arms with teary eyes, a lot of fingerprints could obviously be seen on the tender bun's face.

"What's wrong with Ah Xun?" Fu Song asked with a smile, of course he thought of the heaven that lacks newborn children.

Celestial daughters full of maternal love abound, and Ah Xun is tall and outstanding. When he was in human form, he was catching bees and butterflies among the flowers, which naturally attracted the attention of a large number of female fairies.

Xian Xun is also a person who likes beauties very much, and he doesn't know how to be in a circle of celestial girls, so he was pinched up and down, but I'm afraid he also reaped a lot of benefits.

Sure enough, Xianxun cried and asked Fu Song to wipe his tears. After crying and complaining about being pinched in the flowers, his face was pinched, his ass was rubbed, and then he opened the Qiankun bag Fu Song gave him with bright eyes. Touching the bag to Fu Song's face, he said happily: "Sister Tiannu is a good person, and gave Ah Xun a lot of treasures."

Fu Song took a look, and there were indeed many good things, then he smiled and scratched Xianxun's nose, and scolded him lightly.

Xian Xun patted his head foolishly, put the Qian Kun bag on his waist, and then acted coquettishly to curry favor with Fu Song.

Fu Song saw the old man in Beihuang who was obviously interested in Xianxun, blinked and suddenly smiled.

The teacher who was still worrying about who Xianxun should hire to make him like him, now, he doesn't have to worry about it.

The author has something to say: Unknowingly, he sold himself to Ah Xun's inner monologue: QAQ Xianjun please rewind this chapter, even if I am strangled to death, I will never come to you, Xianjun QAQ

Old man Beihuang (smiling): Come here, little Ah Xun, there are deep-sea prawns.

Xianxun (changes face in seconds): Hey!coming! (Swoop~)

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QAQ Thank you again for Xia Xia's mine QAQ

恋夏乄扔了一个地雷投掷时间:2015-10-0923:52:16

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My eyes are uncomfortable today, and I feel like I can’t open them all day. From six o’clock, I helped my classmates with the computer, and I went to eleven o’clock. Fortunately, I wrote some manuscripts yesterday, otherwise...

Please forgive me for not updating until now QAQ