When God Is My Ex-Husband Today [Rebirth]

The Zhongyang solar term lasted for a long time, so Fusong really slumped for a few days.

At this time in the past, he always took it with him on Fusang Island. When he looked outside from the house, he could always see a few brightly colored dragons playing around on the sea, which was almost the same color as the sea and sky.

At that time, he was the only one on the entire island. Although the peach blossom tree spirit on the island had already opened his mind at that time, he had no ability to speak or change form.

At that time, Fu Song could spend a whole day looking at the sea.

Now in the sky, the sea of ​​clouds in the distance is tumbling, and the brocade of clouds that are similar but different in color at sunrise and sunset has become something Fu Song has to look at every night.

"Xianjun Xianjun! The rotten peach blossom on Fusang Island is flying up!" Xianxun rushed in from the door early in the morning.

Fu Song hadn't woken up yet, and his whole body was still groggy. He was not in good spirits these days, and a slight movement at night would wake him up. In desperation, Zhu Ye, who had been sleeping with him for the past few days, had to I poured some calming tea.

I have to say here that God Lord Zhu Ye has always had a quirk when he is sleeping.

What he likes most is sleeping under the quilt with nothing/a thread/no/hanging on it, and he must hold something in his arms to sleep peacefully.

Previously in Zhongshan, the candle dragon's breath was too strong, and besides him, only the wild dragon living at the foot of the mountain was left in Zhongshan, which was his attendant, but even so, the dragon easily Don't dare to take a step beyond the thunder pool if you have nothing to do.

Therefore, what Shenjun Zhuye was holding in his arms...was the stones that were everywhere on Zhongshan Mountain.

Now there is a real person who is soft and fragrant in his arms, not to mention the spirit he has been supporting for the past few days, but God Zhu Ye... really slept very well.

Therefore, Xianxun who broke in early this morning...was really shocked.

The tall and holy fairy in his heart was groggy at the moment, his face was still red, his eyebrows were slightly frowned, and he nestled in the arms of God Zhu Ye who was also sitting behind him with an extremely uncomfortable look.

If it's just like this, Xian Xun naturally wouldn't think too much about it.

Unfortunately...the two of them are not wearing clothes at the moment.

Xiaocao Jing, who was already carrying a feather duster and was about to come in to clean, saw Xian Xun stunned at the door, and glanced inside curiously. Suddenly, the feather duster in his hand fell on the thick blanket in the house without making a sound. come out.

"Oh my god." Xiaocaojing's eyes widened, and she walked outside like a sleepwalker. When passing by several fairy servants who cared about him and asked how he was doing, they all repeated in a daze: "Xianjun Sleeping with God, Xianjun slept with God.Why did Xianjun sleep with Shangshen?and so on.

The next day, the news that God Fusong of Xizhuyunhai and God Zhuye of Zhongshan had fallen asleep... spread throughout the 33 heavens.

Raised in the palace, Fu Song who has avoided seeing guests these days naturally does not know, but Zhu Ye who helped him recuperate these days seems to be in a good mood, even Xian Xun who spared his sleep yesterday did not punish him, On the contrary, he kindly invited Xian Xun to eat a meal of sea prawns... It was so strange.

It's just that such complicated emotions didn't last too long, and all his thoughts were interrupted by a greeting card.

Ming Jun, who is located in the underground palace of the underworld, personally sent a greeting card, inviting him to enjoy the flowers.

He is an immortal who has only ascended for less than a hundred days. Even if he has the throne, his qualifications and immortal ranks are there, so it is impossible to attract a letter of worship written by Mingjun himself.

I am afraid that in recent days, there have been rumors in the sky that he has gotten too close to the Lord Zhuye who is beside the ancient god Zhulong, and has a close relationship, so he is lucky enough to receive such a letter of worship.

"Since we have arrived, we cannot refuse." Fu Song handed the post in his hand to Xianxun, looked into Xianxun's sparkling eyes, pondered for a while, and said, "Going to the underworld to pay homage can't be shabby, there is the only one in the three realms. See you Bai Longti..."

"Thank you Xianjun!" Xian Xun immediately cheered, leaped forward, hugged Fu Song's thigh and acted coquettishly.

Fu Song laughed, and patted his head, "Ah Xun is already a thousand years old, he should be at the age where he should be looking for a celestial master to give lectures."

The corner of Xian Xun's mouth twitched.

"A few days ago, I heard that Changbai Shangshen of Kunlun Xudong intends to accept a disciple..." Fu Song also felt reluctant, but he couldn't put Xian Xun in this Xizhu Palace because of his own selfishness, and spend all day with the Shenmu outside the courtyard. Lin Tian was born and raised like a fairy servant.

Let's not talk about how the Dragon King of the West Sea will feel after a thousand years, he will not be able to pass this level alone.

Although he didn't expect Xianxun to be able to speak well, in terms of this awareness, he felt that as long as he could read and write, he would be fine.

It's just that Xianxun's status is special after all, Xihai Longjun invited him earlier and talked for seven days, but Xianxun had to pay attention to the issue of Xianxun's force.

The body of a dragon is the most indestructible in the world, but Xianxun was transformed from a snake into a dragon, not to mention, before Xianxun was a hundred years old, he couldn't even maintain his human body. Many mortals who have not entered the barrier say that there is a monster with a snake tail in Zhaoyao Mountain... For this reason, Xian Xun even cried a few times.

But seeing Xianxun collapsed as if the sky was about to fall, Fu Song took back what he said later.

At least... just wait and see.

Since there were two people invited together this time, and the two names on the greeting card were written by Dong Ling Mingjun himself, it is still necessary to ask Zhu Ye for his opinion.

Fu Song had expected many reactions from Zhu Ye, but he never expected that the first thing he said was not to let him go.

"Why?" Seeing Zhu Ye's extremely aggrieved look, Fu Song blew on the smoke from the hot tea in the cup, but didn't drink it down.

"Dongling likes men the most." Zhu Ye looked at Fu Song with fixed eyes, reached out and shook his sleeve, "Good Ah Song, let's push it first this time."

"Inappropriate." Fu Song frowned, "Ming Jun personally handed over the invitation card, even if he had other intentions, but he would not directly act on a god in the sky. Although the emperor of heaven is still immature, he is still a god in the sky. Owner."

One of Mingjun and Tianjun is in charge of the sky, the other is in charge of the underground, and their respective fields are different, but in the end, the status of Tianjun is still higher.

"The flowers in the underworld are not very attractive." Zhu Ye shrugged. Seeing that Fu Song had made up his mind, he could only say unwillingly: "The ones that can grow in the yellow spring road and the weak water river outside the underworld for thousands of years are the only ones that can grow in the underworld." Only the manjushahua who looked at me all the way made me startled."

Fu Song was silent for a while, but he also knew that what he said was the truth.

Such a large area of ​​manjusawa, if it is colorful, it would be fine, but the area on Huangquan Road is all fiery red.

Manzhushahua is extremely beautiful, but it is rumored that every time someone does not want to reincarnate and wants to wait for someone's soul on Huangquan Road, it will turn into a Manzhu flower, and it has been waiting under the Naihe Bridge ever since.

How many leaves grow under the flowers represent how many people are destined to sleep under the Naihe Bridge forever.

People in the underworld are used to life and death, but the gods in the sky are used to luxury, so in the past, they always took a different path.

"If you want to take Xianxun with you this time, let him remember not to reach out and touch those flowers." Zhu Ye stretched, got up unsteadily, walked to Fu Song, and said, "A Song, can you Don't be fooled by the flowers on the other side, and lose your way home."

"Xianjun was joking." Fu Song replied blankly, firmly convinced that he would never get lost in that piece of flowers on the other side.

There are gods who let the lead servant take the path, and naturally there are many gods who are willing to bypass the sea of ​​manzhu flowers.

Fu Song didn't know what he thought of, after he got off Chasing Clouds, he took Xian Xun's hand and walked across Liangjie Mountain.

Inside the mountain is the entrance of Yincao Difu. From here, you can already see Manzhu blooming sporadically by the roadside, and the growth is not vigorous.

The temperature has dropped rapidly from here, Xianxun shivered a bit, took out the small cloak that Fusong prepared for himself from the Qiankun bag, wrapped himself up, and said tremblingly: "Xianjun, Is the Hades right here?"

"This is the underworld." Fu Song walked forward holding Xianxun's hand without looking sideways, and naturally followed Zhu Ye who never left. As long as you come here, you must go through such a life."

While speaking, a large piece of manjusawa appeared in front of Xianxun.

Fu Song had already told him when he came that he could hear, see, but not touch, so although Xianxun was curious, he was obedient.

There were a few invited gods scattered in front of and behind him, and Fu Song didn't go up to say hello when he saw them.

It's just that when passing by a little fairy in Tsing Yi who was crying bitterly, Xian Xun couldn't hold back after all and asked: "Xian Jun, why is she crying?"

Fu Song didn't turn his head back, and said: "She is the fairy attendant who feeds the spirit rabbit beside Jasmine in the sky. The prototype is also a rabbit spirit. A hundred years ago, she abandoned her husband and ascended. Died suddenly."

"Ah." Xian Xun was surprised and said, "Why is that?"

"Because the inner alchemy she swallowed when she ascended that day was his husband's own." Fu Song replied slowly, stopping when passing by a place, and said: "That little fairy was going through the catastrophe that day. When she was on the verge of dying, her husband gave her the inner alchemy, but he himself died on the spot."

Xian Xun looked back and said in a low voice, "Since this is the case, why is this sister crying here again?"

Only then did Fu Song look back, the little fairy in Tsing Yi had already tidied up her sleeves, straightened the blue silk ribbon on her elbow and got up, "She is facing the weeping Manzhu, which turned into her husband after his death."

Fu Song took Xian Xun a few more steps forward, then let go of his hand, pointed to the dark blue figure standing in front of the sea of ​​manju flowers and said: "Everyone will have sad things, the heavens must fulfill their duties and not exceed the etiquette, Only at the Manju Conference, which blooms once in a century, will there be such a chance to shed tears."

Xian Xun stared blankly at the straight dark blue figure standing at the fork road, and heard Fu Song whispering in his ear: "A Xun, let's go."