I just want to pull them out of the underworld with a random excuse. Where is the party?
Are everyone so free at night?
Don’t you have a man of your own?
Why was she locked in the tent all day long, unable to get up at all?
grass!
It would be great if he was still the God of Thunder. A thunderstorm knocked him back. Now that he has the identity of Heavenly Dao, he still has to face it...
When I think about this, when I think about it, it is because the previous God of Wealth gave up his choice, so the responsibility of God must not fall on her...
Even more angry!
She angrily kicked someone beside her, threw her torn clothes on the ground angrily, watched angrily as Jiang cleaned up all the mess on the ground, and angrily was put on a coat by someone Jiang
Soft cotton robe.
A banquet, a banquet, she couldn't call it a banquet. In order to avoid being exposed, she quickly sent a message to the gods.
The movements of the gods were swift, but in the blink of an eye, the first batch of gods who came to support the scene were already sitting on the Wuwei Temple.
Mo Beiyuan has always been unwilling to participate in this kind of celestial music performance. The joyful banquet was the Sixth Congress a while ago. He also said that he was not sick. Today, he was sitting in the corner, holding a bone in his hand.
Small porcelain cup.
When the great gods who came to fill the scene saw that the little God of Wealth was coming with his husband, they became more interested in the gossip.
Fu Youzhi was very popular in the divine world, and she was soon surrounded by the Flower Goddess and the Goddess of Desire. These beautiful goddesses and fairies chewed their ears like best friends in the mortal world.
The gods of wind and thunder who came together stared at Gu Yanchen with a terrifying look on their faces, as if they were going to cramp and skin him.
"Tsk, I thought Zhizhi found some kind of heroic figure in the human world who was brilliant and capable of carrying a cauldron, but I didn't expect that he turned out to be a sick and worthless man." The God of Thunder was already unhappy and said angrily.
Gu Yanchen was vomiting about the "substitute" thing in his heart. He had nowhere to vent his anger and was about to explode.
Originally thinking that it was a banquet in the God Realm, he wanted to maintain some face and maintain good relations with Zhi Zhi's family and friends.
It was a coincidence that I bumped into this person who was deliberately provocative. It seemed that I didn't need to give him any face. I originally wanted to toast him with a thin glass of wine, but I'm afraid I didn't, so I'll skip it!
He leaned as frail as Liu Fufeng, his body was limp, and he sat down on the seat of the god not far from the heaven. He leaned on the low table in front of him, rubbed his temples, and frowned in pain.
"What the God of Thunder said is, cough, cough, cough, cough," he coughed like crazy, wanting to spit out all his internal organs. He gasped weakly and said sickly,
"I have poor health. Fortunately, Zhizhi takes good care of me every day. Sometimes I have a bad appetite, and I have to bother Zhizhi to feed me. As a result, Zhizhi has lost a lot of weight recently,"
His dark eyes were shining, looking at the God of Thunder hopefully,
"I heard that the God of Thunder has some magical elixirs that can prolong life and replenish qi and blood. I wonder if you can give me two of them. My body and bones will be healed, and I can stay with Zhizhi for a longer time without causing any trouble to her, right?
, uncle..."
Although Tiandao was angry with him in his heart, he saw that he was surrounded by several gods who were famous for their hot tempers and had extravagant hopes for Zhizhi's reputation, and their eyes were quietly paying attention to this side.
Seeing the look on his face like a tea master, Lei Shen could not help but be speechless with just a few words. She couldn't help but smile on the left side of her face, and twitched on the right side of her face...
People should not be judged by their appearance, even if they really don’t have a face...
The God of Thunder was regarded as his first blood. After taking the first blood, the God of Wind came to take over.
"It is important for a person to be self-aware. Zhizhi is the favorite of our God Realm. She controls the world's wealth and is respected and loved by millions of people. Of course, the godly husband in her palace must be someone who matches her status, ability and appearance."
What Fengshen said is reasonable and well-founded,
"She is going to marry a god after all. No matter what, she will be the Great Luo Jinxian. Zhizhi has fallen in love with you all of a sudden. Just accept God's grace. Don't have wishful thinking..."
These words can be regarded as removing scars from Gu Yanchen's wounds. Wasn't what she had been talking about just now some kind of god?
Gu Yanchen was so angry that he coughed crazily again, and he still didn't forget to say intermittently,
"Of course I have to thank Tian's grace. Zhizhi likes me, which means that I have a good life. Unlike some gods who have great abilities and send stars and moons. If my life is not good, even Zhizhi will not like me!"
Fengshen pursed his lips. He was not exaggerating. He had really done this before sending stars and moons...
Double, kill the wind god, and there are many snow gods and rain gods engaging in wheel battles.
Gu Yanchen was really a bitch and a bitch, he would say "I'm going to die" when he was tough, and "Gardenia loves me" when he was soft. Although he was not at a disadvantage, his face became increasingly uglier.
It is inevitable that someone will mention the previous God of Wealth, which just makes him a humble "stand-in"...
Tiandao looked on from the side, a bit of darkness appeared on his face.
Many things cannot be explained to him now, and his true identity must be kept secret, otherwise the Goddess will be furious.
His most cherished son, who gave up everything for the canary in his palm, turned into a sick man. Why shouldn't the Goddess roast Fu Youzhi on the spot?
She was still thinking about his previous explanation in her mind. Time was short. A mortal with weak arms and thin legs would die within a few decades. How could he have time to engage in such "substitute" misunderstandings?
Thinking of this, the purple light in Tiandao's eyes trembled, and an extremely subtle thunder and lightning light fell silently on Gu Yanchen's ear, like a small dark purple mole.
The purple light wrapped up all the words he shouldn't have heard in the underworld and the memories of divine power he shouldn't have, and the memory of the thin shining thunder and fire was easily tampered with.
He only knew that he was following Fu Youzhi to deal with Po Meng, and all other things that he shouldn't remember were completely blocked by this thunder.
Mortals' memories were altered in this way, which would have some shock to their souls. Tiandao looked away at the sour chickens surrounding him and looked at his dazed appearance, which looked like Alzheimer's disease...
Tiandao's heart tightened. There had never been any problems with this little trick, but it was indeed the first time he had used it on him. Who knew whether he would be exactly the same as a mortal after going from worshiping a god to what he is now...
I'm afraid she didn't make me a fool...
Do you want to... tear up the newspaper for a while?
"Ahem, Gu Yanchen,"
Tiandao cleared his throat and watched him raise his head in confusion. His dark eyes were sometimes clear and sometimes confused. He knew that it might not be as simple as he thought. Her voice was rare and soft. She knew that this was the only way to wake him up.
"Zhizhi said she wants to eat peaches. You can cut one for her and send it over."
Gardenia......
Want to eat peaches...
For a moment, it seemed that nothing was more important than this.
The sudden emptiness in my mind, the resistance in my subconscious, and my pursuit of the truth were instantly completely overshadowed by a small incident about Fu Youzhi.
"Hiss..." Gu Yanchen's mind was not on the knife. Sure enough, within two strokes, his finger was cut with a small cut.
"What's wrong?" Fu Youzhi came looking for the voice.