After rebirth, Xiaotuanzi is soft and A

When Jiuxuan sent a message to Nie Xiaomo before, he didn't specifically say who was looking for her. Besides being close friends with Jiuxuan and Mo Ran, Nie Xiaomo had normal relationships with other gods, so she couldn't think of finding her. Who will she be.

But at this moment, Nie Xiaomo couldn't help her heart skip a beat when she heard the joke contained in Jiu Xuan's words.

Seeming to have finally noticed that there was a person standing outside the hall, Nie Xiaomo frowned, and stretched out her divine power.

Nie Xiaomo was slightly taken aback by the familiar aura coming from the people outside the hall, and the people outside the hall finally mustered up the courage to walk in slowly with firm steps.

Looking at the person coming, Jiuxuan sighed dully, "Oh, I came in so soon, I thought I could deceive Kyushu."

The first time Luo Liyuan saw Nie Xiaomo, his eyes froze, like a long and endless corridor, carrying yearning that spanned thousands of years.

Looking at the sculpted face of the young man, Nie Xiaomo couldn't help curling up her spread palms. She knew that he would be able to break through the limit, cross the Nine Heavenly Walls, and come to the God Realm.

But I didn't expect him to come so soon
Nie Xiaomo pursed her lips, and looked at Luo Liyuan from a distance, while Jiuxuan stood up shaking his head when he saw this, and left in a rather interesting manner.

Luo Liyuan walked towards Nie Xiaomo step by step, each step was extremely firm, his feet seemed to be wrapped with a thousand catties of black iron, making every step he took seemed so heavy, yet he walked quickly And anxious, as if he was afraid of something and chasing something.

When he reached the person whom he had missed for a hundred years, he finally stopped and looked at her without blinking, with a burning heat.

Nie Xiaomo opened her mouth, and her clenched fists showed her nervousness at the moment, but thousands of words, but only a shallow "You are here."

Luo Liyuan nodded lightly, but never took his eyes off Nie Xiaomo's eyes. His black and white pupils were reflecting his existence at this moment, which made his heart, which had been hanging for a hundred years, settle down slightly. .

Nie Xiaomo breathed a sigh of relief, and poured a cup of warm tea for Luo Liyuan like greeting a friend.

"Come here. But what do you want to ask me?" Nie Xiaomo looked at Luo Liyuan and asked, with a touch of nostalgia and helplessness.

Hearing this, Luo Liyuan shook his head, then nodded again.

When he came, he really wanted to ask and say a lot, but at this moment, looking at her, it seemed that everything had been answered.

In fact, he already understood it, but he always wanted her to tell her personally, but now, he didn't need it anymore.

Back then when she said she didn't like him, she just used him. Even though she knew it was a lie, she still couldn't help but feel pain in her heart thinking about it.

Seeing the bitterness in Luo Liyuan's eyes, Nie Xiaomo couldn't help but pursed her lips, "You blame me?"

Luo Liyuan shook his head, "No wonder."

Nie Xiaomo fell silent, and the two sat quietly facing each other. After a few breaths, Luo Liyuan said, "I have something to ask you."

Nie Xiaomo nodded, "Ask."

"Are you still willing to marry me?"

Nie Xiaomo raised her eyes in astonishment, but met Luo Liyuan's love that broke out from the bottom of her heart. This love was heavy, as if it had been integrated into her flesh and blood, but at this moment it was fully displayed in front of her eyes.

While Nie Xiaomo was in a daze, Luo Liyuan had already stood up. He stood under the bouquet of flowers in the courtyard, and with a wave of his hand, he reproduced the scene when Nie Xiaomo left him.

In the illusion, Nie Xiaomo spoke harsh and heartless words, but she turned around and burst into tears. Luo Liyuan fell to the ground, struggling to support her, but in the end she still couldn't keep her.

Looking at this scene again now, Nie Xiaomo's heart ached slightly, but Luo Liyuan smiled slowly, and said, "You're actually not very good at deceiving people."

"You said you hated me, but you never resisted my approach. You said you were just using me, but when you said you liked me, it was before I gave you my longevity."

"It was because I couldn't accept it for a while that I didn't discover your lie in the first place. I walked step by step, not to press for blame, but to repent and atone."

Luo Liyuan withdrew the illusion simulation, squatted down slowly in front of Nie Xiaomo, looked up to see the emotions in Nie Xiaomo's eyes, and at the same time, completely exposed himself in front of her eyes.

"I'm sorry for putting you in danger alone and not being able to bear the pain with you."

Looking at the sincerity and love in Luo Liyuan's eyes, Nie Xiaomo couldn't help but turn slightly red.

Yes, if he asked her questions, she would answer them one by one, but she would inevitably feel wronged in her heart, but now, he had already analyzed everything clearly by himself, stood in front of her, and told her that he was ashamed of her.

Nie Xiaomo couldn't help caressing his face. Luo Liyuan's appearance was the same as it was a hundred years ago, but his eyes were more determined and deep.

Smoothing away the worries and hardships that had accumulated between his eyebrows for a hundred years, Nie Xiaomo looked into his eyes and curled the corners of his lips, as if answering his last question, "I am willing."

Under the flower tree, the two looked at each other and smiled. It was a tacit understanding that would not break even if they were separated for a hundred years.

Luo Liyuan gently took Nie Xiaomo's hand, put it on his heart, and sighed, "I feel real now."

For the past hundred years, he only felt that he seemed to be living in an illusory world, and his only obsession was to find her.

Missing her, missing her, and loving her are the beliefs that support him along the way.
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The news of the impending wedding of Kyushu God and Liyuan Shenjun spread throughout the three worlds of gods, ghosts and demons. Kyushu God is the only god of fortune in the world, and Liyuan Shenjun is the newly promoted heavenly emperor. The combination of the two can be described as It caused a shock.

On the day of the big wedding, guests come and go in the Heavenly Palace.

"The God Realm hasn't been this lively for a long time."

In the temple of Jiuxuan, Jiuxuan leaned on the Buddha statue and drank the fine wine of Qiongguang from Jiuzhou.

Mo Ran, who came from the underworld, sighed quietly, touched his face, with a look of regret, "That girl is married."

As soon as Mo Ran finished speaking, the other ghost body next to her got closer and clung to her ear, with a bit of gnashing of teeth, "Is it not enough to have me?"

Mo Ran quickly smoothed his hair and rubbed his head, "Enough, enough!"

Looking at the shapeless ghost body huddled in his palace, Jiu Xuan rolled his eyes, but his eyes couldn't help falling on the man behind Mo Ran.

The man's body is as illusory as Mo Ran's, and his identity is the same ghostly supreme as Mo Ran.

The man was close to Mo Ran, holding her cuff, and never let go for a moment, as if if he was a little negligent, he would get lost in this huge temple.

But Jiuxuan knew that this ghost was the real big boss. He defeated his father ten thousand years ago and became the new Underworld Lord. Now that ten thousand years have passed, who knows how terrifying his strength has become.

But now this boss is snuggling up to Mo Ran like a child, and seems to be extremely dependent on him.

Jiuxuan shook his head, hey, it seems that among several friends, he is the only one left alone.

Silently took a sip of wine, looked at the time, Jiu Xuan said quietly: "It's almost time, we should go to send relatives to Jiuzhou."
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The grand wedding of the two high gods was well known in the Three Realms.

The two followed the mortal marriage ceremony, but omitted many prostration steps. After all, they had already stood at the pinnacle of the God Realm. If they did, no one would dare to respond.

In front of the main hall, Luo Liyuan was dressed in a red robe, which made her look even more detached.

Nie Xiaomo, who was also in a red shirt, came slowly accompanied by Mo Ran and Jiu Xuan. The light halo on his face made the already elegant and refined face even more beautiful, just like the dusty white lotus flower. There was a little bit of blush on her face, which was a bit deceptive in her elegance.

Looking at the person coming, Luo Liyuan felt a little nervous in his heart, lightly pursed his lower lip, and impatiently took Nie Xiaomo from Mo Ran's hand.

Mo Ran couldn't help but glared at Luo Liyuan, but she let go of her hand and watched the two walk into the hall with a smile.

At this moment, a red thread once again appeared on the wrists of the two holding each other, but it was not a concentric lock, but a blessing from Yueshu, who was in charge of marriage in the God Realm.

After going through all kinds of things, he finally got the right result.