A Journey to Chase Her Husband After Walking Through the True White Moonlight

Since that day, no one has entered or left the Temple of War God.

Shen Linsu could only wait for Qin Min to reappear outside the Temple of War. Who would have expected that the rich and handsome Yunhua Shangxian had turned into a bereaved dog now...

On the contrary, the dispute between the two of them was raging in the heavens. Those books that used pseudonyms to arrange the God of War and the Immortal Yunhua were widely circulated in the heavens.

In the Temple of War God, Xuanji was squatting by the fire and burning the novel "Sweet Husband Throws a Net into the Urn".

Tongues of fire dyed Xuanji's gloomy face red: "Fuck sweet husband, a liar is written like a victim by them!"

Qin Min picked up the novel from the ground and just opened it, Xuanji hurriedly snatched it back from Qin Min's hand and threw it into the fire, watching the fire devour the book, Qin Min picked up the tongs on the ground and flipped through the firework.

The fire in the sky was really extraordinary, and it disappeared as soon as it fell: "Can't you see it?"

Xuanji took Qin Min's wrist, led him all the way to the table, and looked angrily at the flames surging in the furnace: "Unlucky, I'll ask Little Phoenix to confiscate all these things immediately, and take away the fairy who wrote this book." Catch it and send it to the [-]th floor of hell! Let him write it!"

Qin Min said: "Let them go..."

"How can it be! Who told them to write you 1000 years ago as a scumbag who deceived mortals!"

"Oh, you used my name?" Xuanji thought about the content of the novel, then shook her head dully, Qin Min sighed softly, "That has nothing to do with me."

Thinking about it carefully, this is the reason, Xuanji pursed her mouth, and hung on Qin Min's arm with a bitter face: "If I had known, I wouldn't have bought so many to burn. These books cost a thousand crystals. Master, can you see if you can buy them?" ..."

"No, personal behavior, no reimbursement."

Xuanji rubbed her forehead on Qin Min's forearm, forced her red eyes back, and tried her best to keep the tears rolling in her eyes: "One thousand crystals, one thousand, how many delicious things can you buy if you don't buy them!"

Qin Min pulled out his arm ruthlessly: "Reject, if you want to bargain with me again, your pocket money is gone."

Unexpectedly, after taking back the soul that was scattered in the punishment of heaven, the little god who didn't know the concept of money, how could he be infected with little Qin Ke's bad habits and become picky.

Seeing that Xuanji was still puffing her cheeks, she didn't look like a sword spirit who had lived for many years in front of him. She was childish, angry, and caressing, and lacked the freedom and ease in front of outsiders.

If he wasn't around to watch in the future, this reckless appearance would cause a lot of trouble.

He filled a cup of tea: "Since I have returned to the god position, the restriction has been lifted, you should be free now."

"Well, so I can follow the master to the lower bounds. If that pig dares to approach me again, I will whip him out with a whip." Xuanji clenched her molars at the end, wishing she could take a deep breath now, and finally hang up on the bed. Taking off his clothes on the Tianmen Gate, let the proud Immortal Yunhua taste what it was like to be ridiculed.

Qin Min turned the teacup and let out a long breath: "It's my selfishness that has made you suffer for the past 1000 years."

"It's not bitter, everything is fine except not being able to move around..." Xuanji pursed her lips tightly, her eyes darkened, "There are also sad times, when you are paralyzed on the ground and can't get up because of God's punishment, I was thinking, why I can't break through the restriction and stay by your side, if I am stronger, can I protect you!"

Qin Min took a sip of the tea in his cup, and squeezed out a chuckle between his lips and teeth, as if he was mocking himself for thousands of years: "I have brought it on myself."

This sentence caused Xuanji's heart to tighten, looking at Qin Min her heart ached, but she didn't know how to speak.

I'm afraid that talking more will only make Qin Min more unhappy.

The master and servant have always had a tacit understanding, so at this moment, such as Shen Linsu who waited painfully outside the Temple of War, never mentioned it.

So much so that when Qin Min went down to the realm, Shen Linsu still waited foolishly outside the Temple of War God, hoping when the door would open and when he would see Qin Min again...

Even if there is a little fairy passing by outside the Temple of War God, watching Shen Linsu stationed outside the Temple of War God, it is inevitable to whisper and point: "Shangxian Yunhua is still guarding, at first he looked down on Mr. He, but now he is imitating Mr. He by drawing a gourd. using tricks to climb the high branches of God of War, tsk, why are you so shameless."

"What are you talking about, didn't you buy that novel? Mr. He is the God of War, this is all love, do you understand?"

"Stop reading some mindless books! The god of war is an ancient god who can condescend to honor and has nothing to do with an immortal? You guys like to make up some unfounded stories to put money on the face of the immortal Yunhua."

Xianyou retorted: "Jun He is called Qin Min, isn't God of War also called Qin Min?"

"Just believe what the rumors say? Even a lowly little fairy like Mr. He dares to use the name of a god. Be careful not to be heard by someone with a heart, and it will be heard in the ears of the Emperor and Empress. Wait to be whipped and locked up in the cold room!"

"Then you said Mr. He, what is your name Qin Min?"

"Who knows what a Sanxian is called? If you ask other fairy friends, they definitely don't know." Eat those unwarranted rumors as candy, and the Queen of Heaven won’t listen to anyone who arranges God of War, so don’t blame me for not reminding you when you will be punished.”

Shen Linsu stood outside the Temple of War God, listening to the sound of the conversation between the two fading away.

Why didn't many people know Qin Min's name when he was Lord He, because of his contempt and humiliation, Lord He's status was low in other people's memories, he could bully, and other people in the heaven could also bully him.

Even if they were both Sanxians, they didn't step Hejun on the ground at that moment.

At that time, no one looked down on Qin Min, and no one was willing to get close to Qin Min. When Qin Min passed out on the execution platform, no one would reach out to hold him. Who in the heaven and earth could live more cheaply than Mr. He...

Thinking of all the things in the past, Shen Linsu closed his eyes and took a deep breath, covering his chest tightly with his hands. Something was about to pierce through his chest, which was more painful than standing on the execution platform and being whipped.

The clearer the memories of those thousands of years, the more intense the pain in his chest.

"Where's Yunhua standing guard?" Huayan fanned her fan to make daily inspections, "Don't worry, even a fly won't get in the barrier of the Temple of War after you accidentally broke in last time..."

Hearing Huayan's voice, Shen Linsu raised his head suddenly, before Huayan had time to react, Shen Linsu had already moved up to him: "You must have a way to let me in, right?"

"Shh-"

As soon as the fan closed, Huayan pressed the handle of the fan against Shen Linsu's cheekbones: "No, and I won't help if there is one."

"Huayan, I told you, the person I have been looking for, the person I have been looking for for 1000 years is him!"

Huayan gasped in disgust: "Fuck you! I've been looking for 1000 years. Are your Yingyingyanyan and God of War statues? Especially the mortal who sings in the karaoke hall, he can't even match the clothes of the God of War. Okay?" After finishing speaking, Huayan smacked Shen Linsu's cheekbones twice with the fan handle, "A scumbag is a scumbag, don't put money on your face."

"It's Qiongling, the person Qiongling told me is, why..."

Before he finished speaking, Shen Linsu pushed Huayan away.

In the dungeon, Qiong Ling had not yet been pressed into the eighteenth level of hell. The fairy bones had just been picked out, and the pipa bones on both sides were penetrated.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Qiong Ling raised her head weakly and looked at Shen Linsu with a sneer on her lips: "Did the Immortal Yunhua come to see my jokes before I went to the eighteenth floor of hell?"

Shen Linsu hammered at the transparent barrier with both fists, and there were ripples around him: "How much do you know about Qiong Ling about Lord He?"

"He Jun and you thousands of years ago?" Qiong Ling laughed, "Tiandao is a complete liar. He said that as long as I do things well, I can be with Xiao Lang, liar! Tiandao is a liar!"

A golden light gushed out from Qiong Ling's body. The former beauty screamed in pain, her body seemed to be swallowed by something slowly, she suppressed the pain and screamed: "Shen Linsu has been in pain since he saw you, , I knew the matter between you and the God of War, it's the way of heaven, it's the way of heaven that doesn't want you to be together, he lied to me, he lied to me!"

Under the golden light, the former acquaintances were annihilated into flying ashes, right in front of Shen Linsu, and finally there was not even a piece of clothes left.

Facing the scene in front of him, Shen Linsu pressed his hands against the barrier, his eyes were dull, and he muttered "Why."

"Everything started because of you, and you should end it with your own hands."

Indulgent and pampered, push a mortal to the throne and enjoy endless glory and expectations.

The proud son of heaven in the eyes of the world.

You only need to raise your desires, turn the original beauty into the ugliest appearance, and everything will return to the original point.

Shen Linsu slid on the ground: "Why..."

"I just gave a little help, you are already dirty."