The Almighty Beloved Wife of Time Traveling

Su Ran walked slowly in the layers of clouds and mist, the Heavenly Palace was close at hand, but many palaces were obviously destroyed by those cultivators who were against the sky before, and the ruins were in the dazzling golden light of the Nine Heavens Gods and Buddhas It looked out of place.

Mo Lai Tianjun is a handsome and handsome man who likes to curl his orchid fingers, making him look a bit delicate. He saw Su Ran's eyes fell on the broken wall that was still being repaired by the heavenly soldiers and generals, and stroked his sleeves that were blown by the wind. He coughed with his hand and said, "As soon as you come back, Wanshen, how dare you show off your power when you see those things from the demon race? You don't know, those lunatics who cultivate immortals in the human race will advocate changing fate against the sky when they see the sky, just rely on them ?I bother!"

"In the end, Tianjun, don't talk about it...shame, who was beaten by the immortal before and vomited blood?" Dionysus curled his lips and looked behind Su Ran, and asked in surprise, "Hey? Who is this little doll next to him? Could it be the little apprentice that the patriarch grandpa took in when he was reincarnated in the world?"

At this time, all the gods and Buddhas noticed that Su Ran was followed by a young man with ordinary clothes and ordinary qualifications, because the previous Buddha's light covered him tightly, and everyone was very excited to see the ancestor came back, so they didn't pay attention to the young man. squeezed behind.

Su Ran said casually: "Forget it, Laojun, do you still lack a Dantong?"

Master Ji Hai stroked his white beard and nodded, "It's so sad that after so many years, the patriarch still remembers what he talked to the little god when he was playing chess."

Su Ran smiled and put her arms on the shoulders of old gentleman Jihai: "Whoever is with you, help me take care of my little apprentice."

Old Master Ji Hai was stunned for a moment, unable to realize why the Patriarch called him brothers and sisters like this, and said in panic, "Naturally...but why didn't the Patriarch's apprentice take it with him?"

Su Ran glanced back at Kuang Hengce, seeing that he was also looking at her, she withdrew her gaze and said, "I want to retreat."

"Ah? Retreat?" Mo Lai Tianjun was shocked, and the goddesses of his Tianjun Mansion also said that it was too much for the ancestor to retreat as soon as he came back: "How long do you want to retreat?"

Su Ran: "About 100 years."

"Oh, it's only 100 years... what! 100 years?" Mo Lai Tianjun's smile froze on his face: "..."

Before leaving, Su Ran sealed the broken barrier of the Heavenly Palace again, but he teamed up with Mo Lai Tianjun to open up a passage for priests to descend to the world.

Before the passage of the God Realm was closed, it was nothing more than fear that the God Realm's intervention in the human world would disrupt the rules and regulations. I never thought about the rise of the Immortal Clan, and there are still many mortals who can't practice magic, but it is counterproductive.

It is better to let go and start a new game than to contain it.

Su Ran entered his Pantheon Palace, and there was no one there. The clouds filled the entire palace with mist and rain. When he walked in, it was soft and fluffy, and the branches of the thousand-year-old orchid tree spread out to cover half of the sky.

He likes to be quiet and simple, and he doesn't like to be served. Now he feels a little lonely when he walks in the deserted palace. A part of his body near his heart becomes slightly warm and he thinks of Kuang Hengce, but he doesn't quite understand what that kind of affection means. Yes, because the protoss have no lust.

All the desolation is for the long-term, too warm feelings can't match the eternal time, love zooms into the world and adds a color that makes people unable to move their eyes, but the gods don't deserve it, because what they need is Only indifference and indifference can survive for a long time.

Too easily swayed by love, you will get bored, and if you get bored, you will flee. The gods who flee are eliminated, and those who stay must remain alienated and calm, so the last step to break away from the mundane and become a god and ancestor is to gouge your heart.

These young post-gods no longer have such traditional rituals, so the likes of the future gods are very down-to-earth, but Su Ran is not. He is the last post-god with the seal of the gods on his body, so he must remain ruthless Otherwise, a new heart will be born, which will cause him unbearable pain. When the pain reaches a certain level, he will have to cut out his heart again, which is not worthwhile.

Su Ran sat in the middle of the Linghu Lake and frowned at the lines on his palms. When he opened his eyes slightly, he could see a blood-red mark extending from one end to the other. This was the Seal of the Gods to remind him not to be tempted.

He closed his fingers and opened them again, closed his eyes for a moment and finally suppressed the restless thoughts: "It's better not to bring people back..."

...

"Ah Ce!" The pretty girl in pink with black eyebrows stepped on the petals under her bare feet, waggling her fingers as she ran forward. A pink butterfly flew past the flower branch and came to the side of the boy in black clothes. : "Good Ah Ce, look at me..."

The boy didn't agree when he heard the sound, and he didn't stop, letting the butterfly rest on his shoulder.

"It's okay if you don't work, Laojun won't talk about you..." When the girl came to the front, she saw that he was still concentrating on applying spiritual energy to the peach tree with the spiritual energy gourd, and stomped her feet angrily: "If you ignore me, I will Don't leave, Ah Ce! Why are you like this, you are so boring, you are more rigid than those old gods..."

Kuang Hengce couldn't bear it anymore, and said, "Princess Mengdie, you go back first, I'm... a little busy."

Mengdie became a little happier when he heard what he said, and looked at the handsome young man opposite with a slightly red face: "Then Ah Ce, you promised to accompany me to Lingshi Mountain to find the marriage stone tomorrow night, and I will leave." .”

Kuang Hengce was annoyed by her, but this woman is the younger sister of Tianjun Mo Lai, and he couldn't swear, so he said: "Got it."

"Then if you promise, you can't go back on it." Mengdie smiled at Kuang Heng's curator, danced and hummed lightly, and ran away.

As soon as the person walked away, the ginseng pendant on the sword hanging around Kuang Hengce's waist transformed into the appearance of a young man in Tsing Yi.

Song Rong has been cultivating for 100 years, Tiangong is full of spiritual power and can temporarily restore the human body, but the lower half is incorporeal, glanced at the distant pink Yiying and smiled at Kuang Hengce: "My little brother is not shallow."

Kuang Hengce ignored him, put the lid on the gourd, got up and went to another tree, and poured out his spiritual energy.

Song Rong clicked his tongue: "Why are you so indifferent? Let me tell you, my apprentice is now sitting in the position of the patriarch of the gods and has completely forgotten you. Even if you stay with him, it is impossible for him to follow him." You are reunited after a broken mirror, and he doesn't want you to stay by his side at all, it's just nostalgia that makes you here."

Kuang Hengce raised his eyes suddenly: "He gave me a chance by keeping me here. I don't ask for anything else. It is enough to look at him often and know that he is very close to me."

"Can't you see him too?" Song Rong curled her lips and continued to persuade: "I think that girl is very good to you, why not be a princess consort? It's also very glorious? There is someone who can't get love. Is it not good to love you?"

"Not good." Kuang Hengce regretted what he did at the time to save this guy with half his cultivation. If he wasn't afraid that Su Ran would be sad when his master died when he remembered these things in the future, he wouldn't bother to care.

Song Rongpiao stood behind Kuang Hengce, sighed for a moment and said: "Well, for the sake of your dedication to my apprentice, it hasn't changed in almost 100 years, I will help you."

"Help me?" Kuang Hengce sneered, "What can you, a scrapped monster, do for me?"

"You!" Song Rong was so angry that his teeth were itchy; he smiled for a moment and said, "Then I won't tell you about my apprentice leaving the customs today."

"What?" Kuang Hengce tightened his fingers suddenly, the gourd creaked when he pinched it, and it took him a long time to start watering the trees again.

Seeing that he was still working without paying attention, Song Rong said angrily, "You really don't want to go?"

Kuang Hengce forbearance said: "It's not been 100 years, you lied to me." "

"Can't he come out early?"

Kuang Hengce looked up at him: "I don't believe it, you've been here all this time, how do you know he's out of customs?"

"Stupid?" Song Rong waved his fan and said, "Bing Po signed a blood contract with Ranran, so I can naturally feel... Hey? Where are you going... Hey! Wait for me to return to my original form..."

Kuang Hengce couldn't care less about taking back Song Rong who was chasing after him, he just wanted to quickly see the person he had been thinking about for so many years.

"Do you know where it is?" Song Ronghua turned into a ginseng and lay on Kuang Hengce's shoulder panting heavily, "Your flying skills are really perfect... your soul is about to fly away to me."

Kuang Hengce paused: "I don't know."

"Let me ask the exact location of Bing Po." Song Rong jumped onto the sword, and after listening for a while, he crawled back to his shoulder along Kuang Hengce's lapel, and pointed to the direction of the bright glow with the stored ginseng tentacles and said, "Go there .”

...

Su Ran practiced for 100 years and finally returned to normal. She no longer thinks of Kuang Hengce as frequently as she did when she first entered the Heavenly Palace.

He felt that all the time was ripe, and he walked out of the cave with confidence. Suddenly, his heart ached and the smile on the corner of his mouth froze on his face: "You..." Why is he here!How did you get in?How did I know that I'm leaving customs today!

The young man in black clothes turned his face sideways, and approached the target step by step from the sunlight. The peach blossoms were in full bloom, and the shadows of the flowers and branches hit the bridge of his nose, adding faint sad lines to his cold and stern face. He said softly, There was a bit of resentment in his tone: "Is that why you don't want to see me? Master."

Su Ran heard the full of sarcasm in his word "Master", coughed lightly and turned to look at the clouds in the sky: "The weather is good today."

Kuang Hengce stared at him, after all, he didn't push him any further, but just waited for him to walk over and walked forward side by side with him.

It was so quiet that I could hear the sound of falling flowers, and even feel each other's breathing. Su Ran felt that the air was filled with an inexplicable smell, and broke the embarrassment: "How do you know that I am retreating here? My Pantheon?"

"No one stopped me, so I came in." Kuang Hengce said.

How did Su Ran know when he avoided answering, so she stopped asking and changed the topic: "Is it okay to stay in Tiangong?"

"Not good." Kuang Hengce raised his eyebrows and looked at him.

Su Ran was stunned for a moment, seeing the dirt on Kuang Hengce's sleeve, she felt indignant for no reason: "Mr. Jihai, this old guy actually abused you? I'll go to him to settle the score... huh?"

Kuang Hengce hugged his waist suddenly: "Nowhere would be good without you."

The boy's fair neck and long bundled hair were blown up by the sudden wind, making Su Ran's heart itch. He could hear the grievance and loneliness in Kuang Hengce's voice, and couldn't help feeling a desire to protect him, so he raised his hand and held it gently. His back: "Then come to my palace."

Su Ran looked at the young man who was cleaning the house for him, and suddenly felt that soft-heartedness was a disease that could be cured.The moment he agreed with Kuang Hengce to hug him to sleep at night, he thought coldly: I am also a brainless...