"On how the wind review of the God of Wind and God of Thunder was harmed!"
"Oh, to the god of wind, who has unlimited lifespan, it is really enviable to have the courage to try,"
Gu Yanchen really looks like a traitorous concubine!
"I can't do it anymore. I am a weak mortal with thin arms and weak legs. My time in my life is limited, and my love for one god is not enough..."
"Gu Yanchen, enough is enough! You are seeking death!"
The God of Wind and God of Thunder couldn't bear the situation any longer, so they attacked Gu Yanchen with their killing moves as if they were free of charge.
Fu Youzhi laughed until her stomach ached, hugged Gu Yanchen's arm and laughed until tears were about to flow out. The God of Wind and God of Thunder were afraid of hurting Fu Youzhi, so they turned against rats and allowed the two of them to cling to each other and left the Wuwei Temple.
In the end, I could only vaguely hear Fu Youzhi’s cute laughter,
"Keke, hubby, the anecdote about Brother Thor just now,"
"Expand and talk."
*
The two of them talked and laughed, and slowly returned to the human world from the ninth heaven.
After coming and going like this, it was already three o'clock in the morning.
The surrounding fields are dark and everything is silent.
Gu Yanchen was particularly sleepy today. When he saw the bed, he could hardly open his eyes.
Fu Youzhi was still huddled in his arms so obediently, her breathing and heartbeat so steady that he couldn't help but close his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.
The man in his arms, who was breathing very steadily, slowly opened his light brown eyes.
*
Among the six realms, the divine realm is the highest, located in the sky, while the demon realm and the underworld are the lowest, as if they were sunk into an abyss.
Coming out of the God Realm, crossing a dazzling Milky Way, you can quickly reach the Underworld.
Mo Ruyuan rarely attended various gatherings, and he went crazy today. He came to this lively and warm world of gods, hid in the darkest corner, held up a glass of thin wine, and stared blankly at her pretty figure.
.
it turns out--
Astringent and sweet.
It’s also an endless aftertaste.
After the wine and everyone had dispersed, he slowly walked to the bank of the Milky Way alone. There was nothing to miss in the God Realm, so she left early.
I raised my head slightly and saw a pink figure leaning on a small boat in the gorgeous starlight of the Milky Way, fishing for fallen stars in the Milky Way.
His blue eyes were almost dark, and his almost non-existent breathing stopped for an instant. He stood frozen in place, looking at her who was brighter than the stars in the sky.
She wore casual clothes. The material was as light as smoke and like willows, sticking to her white and thin snow-skinned skin. Her hair was completely let down. Her dark hair was not decorated with pearls, but it contrasted with her stunning little face and made her look even more stunning.
It seems that he and Fu Youzhi have never had such a quiet and stable time. If he could, he would be willing to freeze here and become a sculpture...
That year, she went crazy and broke into his underworld.
That year, he became possessed by a demon and imprisoned her in the River of Forgetfulness.
It was also that year that he finally understood that there were people who really didn't want to live and didn't want to stay in that dark place.
"Mingjun," Fu Youzhi raised her eyes to look at him, her light brown eyes were so gleaming that even the clearest lake water could not beat him.
"It was my fault that I entered your underworld today. Heaven has already said that any compensation will be borne by my God of Fortune."
Why bother?
You don't like that dirty place. It's clearly a cage trapping him. What difference does it make if it's smashed into tatters or if it's magnificent?
Mo Beiyuan smiled sadly,
"It's all trivial matters, the God of Wealth doesn't have to worry about them," he paused and said,
"On the other hand, the divine husband beside the God of Wealth is really not the reincarnation of the previous god. He probably has some ulterior motives. God of Wealth should be more careful."
Fu Youzhi's face instantly cooled down a bit. She couldn't tell whether he was a god or not? Do you think that if a god dies and turns into mountains and rivers, then he must turn into mountains and rivers?
No one else understands what kind of person her god is. Only she understands. As long as he wants, he can do anything.
Fu Youzhi didn't come to talk to him about these things.
"Just like a person drinking water, he knows whether it is warm or cold. I thank Lord Ming for reminding him," Fu Youzhi picked up a star and hung it back up in the sky. She squinted her eyes and looked at Mo Beiyuan carefully.
"Mingjun should be careful when recognizing and employing people. Blindly protecting shortcomings is not the behavior of a wise king."
Mo Beiyuan was dazzled by Fu Youzhi's pair of bright honey eyes. He didn't know it. She turned around, twisted her waist neatly, and pulled Po Meng who had been hiding here from behind his shoulder.
The remnant soul was taken out.
The movement was not very fast, but it was so beautiful and graceful that it captivated his eyes.
"Meng Po is disrespectful to the gods, kills mortals arbitrarily, abuses her power, and is greedy. Your Highness Ming Jun still protects her over and over again. It is extremely unwise!"
"I will never tolerate such evil people, watching with eager eyes!"
Fu Youzhi's seaweed-like long hair was flying in the air. Although she was dressed lightly and softly, her absolute divine pressure had already scared Po Meng to the point of trembling. She looked at Ming Lord eagerly, hoping that he would take action again.
"The God of Wealth has already punished her, but now that she has not fulfilled her full duties, I will give her a ride again!"
Fu Youzhi twisted her waist and jumped out of the Milky Way quickly, followed closely by Mo Beiyuan. One after another, the two of them arrived at No. 9 Xiaoyun Road again——
That's where she took a picture of the gate to the underworld.
She held the God of Wealth's golden arrow in her slender hand, and with all her strength, she nailed Po Meng to the temporary gate between the underworld and the human world.
Po Meng's ghost body was severely burned by the light of the golden arrow. She screamed like a fierce ghost, and the ghost energy gradually dissipated.
Soon, at the moment when the sun jumped out of the ground.
Po Meng's figure completely disappeared between heaven and earth.
Mo Beiyuan stared blankly at Fu Youzhi's heroic figure of slaying ghosts in high spirits, and slowly exhaled, with a bit of melancholy and helplessness.
"She is useful..."
"Lord Underworld, the gods have ruled like this. If you are resentful, if you are hateful, if you feel that I have slapped you in the face of the underworld,"
Fu Youzhi's face that confuses all sentient beings slowly disappeared into the morning light, leaving only a clear and firm sentence,
"I'll wait for you to call back."
*
It was almost daylight before she returned to Xishan No. 1 Courtyard.
If it were before, I would definitely pack up and go to the company. After all, there are more things to do now.
She bent over and sneaked into the bedroom quietly, planning to grab her bag and leave, but she saw Gu Yanchen's sleeping face looking very uneasy.
The handsome eyebrows were furrowed tightly, and there was a thin layer of sweat on his forehead. He was holding the pillow doll White Rabbit that she had stuffed into his arms when she left.
A handsome and handsome man with a frown, holding a pink and white pillow,
Exceptionally……
cute.
Fu Youzhi suddenly didn't want to leave.
The atmosphere in the bedroom was too ambiguous. The summer sky was getting brighter very quickly. In fact, it was still very early and she hadn't rested all night...
Various excuses...
It's better to say...
She missed his embrace...
She threw off her shoes, changed into soft pajamas, and jumped onto the big bed. She tugged on his hand and planned to get into his arms.
For a moment, there was no pulling, and he was still hugging the pillow tightly.
Fu Youzhi was angry and annoyed, and couldn't laugh or cry, this fool!
He can’t even recognize his little bride!
Fu Youzhi hit and pulled at the pillow. She wasn't sleepy at all. She just tried desperately to get rid of the pillow that occupied her place.
Unfortunately, it didn't work.
She sat on the bed with some annoyance and snorted pitifully at Gu Yanchen,
"Husband, Zhizhi wants to hug..."
Gu Yanchen's body moved, and the hand holding the pillow seemed to be looser.
Fu Youzhi raised her eyebrows and said even more pitifully,
"Honey, my dear baby, I want to give you a hug~"
The air was silent for a moment. Fu Youzhi was a little angry, and she was not even half sleepy anymore. She planned to get out of bed and go straight to work.
Just as he was about to get up, he was thrown onto the bed...