When God Is My Ex-Husband Today [Rebirth]

What appeared before Fu Song's eyes was a huge dragon.

There are not many dragons in the Three Realms, but the total number of dragons from all over the world and all places is not a small number.

After Ah Xun turned into a dragon body, he was already a very cute little white dragon that is rare in the Three Realms. Even Ling Ling's eyes would not be willing to scold him again.

But the dragon in front of me...

There is nothing more beautiful than it.

Every scale on his body seemed to be emitting a warm light, and with the afterglow of the setting sun descending, it was like coating him with a golden coat.

Fu Song stretched out his hands as if possessed, and the dragon's head stretched forward a little. Looking at Fu Song up to his chin, he tilted his head, and then his whole body shrunk several times.

Fu Song's hand could just touch its head.

The cold touch came from the palm of his hand, and Fu Song suddenly remembered that the blood of the Dragon Clan was always cold, but when Zhu Ye turned into a human form, it was warm and tight from the beginning to the end.

Thousands of years ago, when he jumped off Zhuxian Terrace, he also felt that cold and comfortable feeling.

"..." Fu Song looked back in a daze. There were still many old scars on the dragon that hadn't healed. harm.

"I remember, you forcibly broke the seal of Longtiaolian and rushed to Zhuxiantai, and then jumped down to save my life." Fu Song took two steps forward, and put his hands around Zhu Ye's big head.

Zhu Ye nudged slightly, but clumsily pushed Fu Song one step forward, then looked down at him in aggrieved manner, and stopped moving.

"You were so weak at the time..." Fu Song sighed softly, "Even if I die, as long as you can successfully ascend to the throne of God, it is not impossible to be able to petition the Supreme Book to revive the entire witch clan."

"You can't die." After Zhu Ye turned into a dragon, his voice seemed to come from all directions, ethereal but hoarse, "Even if I die, you can't die."

Zhu Ye turned into a human form and stood about two or three steps away from Fu Song. The breeze picked up and blew the hair and clothes of the two of them. Looking at the silent Fu Song in front of him, Zhu Ye gently opened his lips and said : "A Song, you must not die."

Zhuye Shenjun Lai stayed in Xizhuyunhai!

Xian Xun put his hands on his hips, looked at Zhu Ye who was sitting next to Fu Song with a happy look, and asked him to peel the lychees, and suddenly became even more angry.

A few days ago, the enthronement hall was held as usual, but it was not that gorgeous, and there were not many elegiac songs praising Zhu Ye. The whole process couldn't be simpler - not even a thunderbolt struck down.

But this time the sky seemed to be somehow wrong, without Zhu Ye's order, the fairies of the various families did not go out to weave clouds, but the sky outside was as beautiful as if it was covered with ink.

Furui, who fell from the sky, dispatched all the escaping cranes above 99 layers of heaven and the auspicious unicorns hidden in the world. Even now, the sky is still surrounded by a group of auspicious unicorns who want to lure a unicorn back home Many gods are offered as treasures.

——But the Di Ye in front of him who should be dealing with things in Hongmeng Temple!But I'm tired of being in my own fairy's house!out!Door!up!

His position was occupied by him, and Xian Xun was so timid that he didn't dare to take it back - even if he had all four paws in battle, he couldn't stand up to a single finger of Zhu Ye Shenjun.

This is so sad.

The sad Xianxun could only snort heavily towards the hall angrily, and deliberately walked towards the martial arts training ground beside the sea of ​​bamboo and clouds with very heavy steps.

He was named a general in the Battle of Beiming Ruins before, and since then, God General Zou Wu, who has been in charge of guarding the former seventh heaven, usually trains troops there.

"A Song, you really don't care about that child Xianxun?" Zhu Ye spat out the inspiration core in his hand, and opened his mouth waiting for Fu Song to feed him another one.

Fu Song didn't raise his head, and kept moving his hands, he just said softly: "That's his destiny, if we forcefully interfere, things will go bad."

Zhu Ye was silent for a while, then suddenly said: "Did you read the note you got when you walked from Zhengyin Ancient Buddha?"

"No." Fu Song paused for a moment, took the handkerchief handed over by the fairy attendant beside him and wiped his hands, then reached into his bosom and took out the note that had been kept close to him but never opened, and said, "The ancient Buddha said , is this what you gave me?"

Zhu Ye's face was a little red, and he reached out to snatch it, but was blocked by Fu Song, who could only say: "It's nothing..."

"Oh." Fu Song squinted his eyes, put the note in his hand between his fingers, shook it twice and said, "The two dolls above are you and me?"

There are no words on the note.

On the contrary, it is a stick figure that looks extremely immature.

There are two children, one big and one small, the older child is holding the little one in his arms and shaking, and there is a flower-like plant beside him...

Probably Shenjun Zhuye painted it when he was young.

"Hmm." Zhu Ye shook his head twice, playing with the white jade teacup in his hand.

At this moment, the room was very quiet, and several immortal servants had left the palace at some unknown time, a burst of flower fragrance wafted by, but it was the flowers that had been planted outside the palace with jasmine blossoms.

Fu Song put the note flat in his hand again, then folded it twice and put it in a kit, carefully put it back into his arms, raised his head to look at the hair tip of God Zhuye in front of him, was silent for a while, and then suddenly opened his mouth and said : "I went to the old man under the moon under the peach tree a few days ago."

"Ah." Zhu Ye blinked, but didn't react.

"After the sweet-scented osmanthus tree on Fusang Island flew up, it went directly to the old man under the moon and became the boy under the moon." Fu Song smiled and bent his eyes, "He said that he saw the red line assigned by the old man a few days ago. The destiny of Xunhe Suxin is sealed..."

Zhu Ye opened his eyes wide, and before Fu Song could finish speaking, he stood up, held his sleeve tightly with one hand, and said, "You and I are also destined by heaven! Our names are engraved on the Sansheng Stone, I've seen them all."

"En." Fu Song nodded lightly, took out a long red thread from his sleeve, then took Zhu Ye's hand, wrapped the end of the red thread around his fingertips, and said, "I once I asked."

The red thread bound Zhu Ye's ring finger in circles, and at the other end of the thread, Fu Song began to wrap himself, "I accidentally went to the Sansheng Pool in the Underworld that day, and I happened to see the name next to me, which is you. "

The red thread was gradually finished, Fu Song twisted the thread lightly with two fingers, raised his head and said with a smile, "everywhere is you, after that, I won't doubt you anymore."

"Ah Song..." Zhu Ye muttered a few words in a daze, then suddenly hugged his head and squatted on the ground and turned into a dragon body, unyieldingly climbed up to Fu Song's shoulder along his calf, and used his cool Rubbing his head against him, he said, "Obviously I should do this."

"Same." The red line between the fingers had disappeared, Fu Song moved lightly, took off the candle on his shoulder, looked at his big wet eyes after turning into a dragon body... and kissed him lightly.

Zhu Ye... turned into an extremely stiff pen holder (only the hair on the tail is still fluttering in the wind).

Ever since the witch clan Zhaoxue, Fu Song Wu Song's identity has been gradually exposed to the public.

He has cultivated his soul for thousands of years, and he is no longer the Wu Song of the Wu tribe thousands of years ago. Zhu Ye strengthened the Sea of ​​Bamboo Clouds for him, but let the Hercules who guarded the sky move the entire Sea of ​​Bamboo Clouds to the open space in the Godwood Forest .

In this way, Fu Song can be regarded as returning home.

When Zhu Ye finally prepared everything and planned to let Fu Song use the power of the Supreme Heavenly Book and the power of the lord of the world to reverse the hostility of Zhuxiantai in the sky, Fu Song finally opened the Xizhu that had been locked for many days The sea of ​​clouds looked at the sky that hadn't fallen in the past few days because of the auspiciousness of the sky.

This has been occupied by Li Ye for thousands of years, and the 33 layers of heaven where there have been many nights have finally ushered in the eternal day.

The Wu Clan gathers the essence of heaven and earth in one body, and the aura endowed by them is even higher than that of Zhu Ye.

Thousands of witch clans were all resurrected, and the souls scattered in the sky and the earth were relieved, which really made Zhu Ye waste a lot of energy.

After the monarch from all over the world was too tired to move, and Zhu Ye almost wanted to sleep for thousands of years, the people of the witch clan... finally saw the sun again.

It is naturally impossible to fully recover to the heyday. None of the revived Wu Clan has even woken up to now. They are almost crazily absorbing the aura of the Godswood Forest because the Wu Clan returned to the world after the extermination of the Wu Clan.

All of a sudden, the green light in the godswood forest soared into the sky, driving the reciprocation of the entire sky to become fresher.

The flowers of the third heaven are more colorful.

When Fu Song pushed open the door, the godswood forest was still quiet and there was no one there.

But all the houses where other Wu people lived were lit with candles.

All the grass and tree elves that re-appointed themselves in the prototype woke up at the same time at the moment their master was resurrected, and the sparkling light spots everywhere filled the godswood forest with a lot of life.

Looking at the godswood forest that seemed to have returned to its former prosperity, Fu Song closed his eyes slightly, and blinked back the damp heat in his eyes.

A big warm hand suddenly appeared on his waist, Fu Song relaxed himself and leaned back a bit, a shock came from his chest behind him, he opened his eyes, leaned back slightly, and saw Zhu Ye's lips Gently opened and closed, said: "A Song, happy birthday."

Fu Song's eyes widened for a moment.

At the same time, thousands of rays of light radiated from behind Zhu Ye, illuminating the entire godswood forest at night.

The entire godswood forest was bright as day in an instant, and about half a quarter of an hour passed, Fu Song and Zhu Ye stood there quietly for half a quarter of an hour.

The light behind him dissipated, and Fu Song came back to his senses, and was about to speak, but heard Zhu Ye whispering close to his ear: "A Song, look, who is that?"