The whole prehistoric world knows that Mozu is getting a divorce

In this strange world, Hongjun wandered around alone for a day, visiting the nearby Taoist temples and Buddhist temples. When he wanted to step out of this land, he was rebounded by the dream world, and his steps were restricted in place.

He looked down at the concrete road on the ground, and suddenly a trace of pity flashed in his eyes.

The prehistoric world is extremely vast, with mountains and plains everywhere, and a map of mountains, rivers and land is drawn on the mountains, rivers and land, and this map is enough to rank among the ranks of innate spiritual treasures.Not only that, there is an endless sea around Honghuang, and there is even a secret place like Guixu on the bottom of the sea.

But this dream world—

pitifully small.

The lights are bustling, there are many tall buildings, the roads are full of driving tools, and flying things can be seen in the sky.But the owner of this dream has never stepped out several times in his life, and his impression of other places remains at a vague level.

Naturally, such a "concept" cannot construct a complete dream, and it is no problem to cheat. When you meet someone like Hongjun, you can see through the problem at a glance.

In Rahu's previous life, his body was really weak.

Thinking of the young man's pale face and the lingering smell of medicine in the room, Hongjun's calm mood suddenly moved.

It's called Distressed.

He had seen Luo Hu flamboyantly go crazy, but never thought that at some point, Luo Hu would stay in a narrow room, drink bitter medicine, and look at the scenery of the world from a small window.

The more you suppress yourself, the more you yearn for freedom.

Hongjun walked back, dressed in purple and dusty, out of tune with the flashy city.He walked among the crowd, but no one looked at him, and a road was opened in the middle of the road for him to pass, as if everyone was avoiding the saint respectfully.

None of the passers-by present felt this way, and continued to walk on their own life paths. Only the "camera" that was out of the cognition of the immortals recorded this scene.

For a while, several people in some monitoring rooms were petrified.

Hongjun had no self-awareness of a strong sense of his own existence, and after avoiding unnecessary gazes with a blindfold, he walked towards the tall building where Luo Hu was.

The green environment under the high-rise buildings is very good, the small bridges and flowing water are full of antiquity, which washes away the hustle and bustle of the city. It is one of the most upscale residential areas in the whole city.But these are completely out of Hongjun's eyes, in his heart, the best place is Zixiao Palace.

none of them!

That was the dojo he and Luo Hu jointly established, and it took tens of thousands of years to set up.

With a pause in his footsteps, Hongjun was at ease.

"I said I want to think about it calmly, but I always think about those things—" He looked up at the first floor of the tall building, where Luo Hu was, "The time Luo Hu was with me was at most a part of the years I experienced, However, it is this part that makes other memories less important."

With Rahu present, that is the most vivid color.

The red-clothed and black-haired Chaos Demon God took his sight away as soon as he appeared, with a wanton and affectionate smile, as if he didn't care about other things.

Hongjun found that he was very decisive back then, and he became a Taoist couple when he took a fancy to Luo Hu, avoiding the risk of being pried into the corner of the wall by Chaos Qinglian afterwards.Between him and Luo Hu, no third party is allowed, and there will be no more things like Chaos Qinglian and Pangu.

Liansheng is just a small thorn.

Thinking of this, Hongjun lost a lot of his mind, and started to fly up.

As soon as he moved like this, a glass of water was poured out of the window in the next second.

Hongjun dodged it dangerously, and then looked up, and found a figure at the window, and the other said sullenly: "Take the stairs for me."

Hongjun glanced at the gate at the entrance of the corridor, and moved there silently.

Forget it, fulfill Luo Hu's dream.

Facing the metal door that required a password to unlock, Hongjun didn't even bother to press the password, and walked through the door without blinking an eyelid. This scene was clearly captured by the camera at the entrance of the corridor, and immediately frightened a security guard in the community to death.

"Help—it's haunted!"

In the security room, the middle-aged man who was checking the monitoring at his post knocked over the cup and ran out in a panic. His shout confused the people around him.

This dream world is infinitely close to reality, so when Luo Hu crossed his legs in the living room, waiting for Hongjun to slowly climb the stairs, his landline rang first.

"Answer the phone!"

In the kitchen, the mother who was busy preparing dishes shouted.

Luo Hu pursed his lips, picked up the phone, and let out a lazy "Hello".

Then his expression became weird, and he asked about the situation of the owner of the community?And insinuatingly asked if it was haunted?He vaguely ended the conversation, and as soon as he hung up the phone, he walked towards the door, held the handle and turned the door open.

Outside the door was Hongjun who had just arrived.

She is dressed in an ancient-style robe that is refined among the immortals of the past, with white hair tied into a crown, her face like a beautiful jade, and her face is handsome and handsome.If you don't pay attention to the scene of violation at this time, the other party is like a banished fairy who walked out of the theater of a fairy tale movie.

Luo Hu raised his lips, "Oh, you actually know how to arrive 10 minutes early."

Hongjun looked behind him, "Aren't you going to let me in?"

Luo Hu, who was blocking the doorway, moved his ears slightly, hearing the sound of his father's door opening, and immediately closed the living room door with his backhand.

Under the cover of the door, Luo Hu said quickly: "Change your attire, dye your long hair black, then shorten it, and make your clothes similar to mine. Don't wear this outdated robe. You are dressed like this. would scare them."

Under his urging, Hongjun changed a bit with magic.

Appearing in front of Luo Hu again was a young man with short black hair, the light in his eyes was restrained, his skin was fair but not too fair, and the overall level was maintained at the level of "mortals".

Luo Hu looked up and down, "Conjure me another bag of fruit and health care products. My dad likes to drink tea the most. Get me a jar of good tea."

Hongjun: "..."

Under Luo Hu's command, Hongjun's empty hands produced more things, and two bags of different things were held by his side, which just gave him an extra vulgarity of the world.

Finally, Luo Hu smiled with satisfaction: "Come in."

Hongjun's heart skipped a beat, and he felt that the front was a bit like a dragon's pond and a tiger's den.

However, he is not even afraid of Zulong, so how can he be afraid of mere mortals.Hongjun followed Luo Hu into the living room. As soon as they appeared, Father Luo who came out of the study looked at them with a smile.The elegant and easy-going temperament is different from Luo Hu, but the smile of the middle-aged man is definitely the same as that of his son.

"A guest?" he asked Luo Hu.

Luo Hu said slowly, "It's not a guest, it's my man."

Father Luo's expression stiffened imperceptibly.

Hongjun was instantly relieved.

In this place, the only thing that needs attention is Luo Hu.

When it was time for the meal, Luo Hu's mother walked out of the kitchen, wiped her apron with her fingers, her face was kind, and she couldn't tell she was in a serious working state.

When the "family" sits at the dinner table, the real test comes.

Hongjun looked at the rice bowl in front of him expressionlessly.

It was piled full on top.

White rice, Dongpo meat, the gravy is rich, and the fat is shining white.After Luo Hu picked up the dishes for him, he gently lifted him under the table.

Hongjun looked at him, and saw Luo Hu silently opened his mouth and said, "Smile."

laugh?

He doesn't want to push himself too hard.

Under the watchful eyes of Luo Hu's parents, Hongjun frowned slightly, but did not pick up the chopsticks for a long time.Then the hand on his thigh was held by someone. Luo Hu looked calm on the surface, and his fingers tightly grasped him, with sweat dripping from his palm, proving his seriousness.

The spiritual thoughts communicated at a fast speed, and Luo Hu tried hard to persuade.

[Take a bite meaningfully. 】

【I do not want to eat. 】

[This is my dream, I guarantee that the taste has been adjusted, it is the taste of panacea. 】【……】

Under Luo Hu's repeated assurances, Hongjun reluctantly put down his chopsticks to pick up the meat.

This kind of thing--I am afraid that only the Wu people like it.

After passing the first test, Luo Hu stopped interfering with his preferences, and explained to his parents: "He likes to eat fast, so he ate a little before coming here."

Father Luo smiled and said, "I don't know his name yet, why don't you introduce him?"

Luo Hui sat upright, "His name is Hongjun, he is male, he likes me, his age is negligible, he is only a little older than me, he is currently unemployed, and has not been assigned a formal job—" Finally, he added unwillingly: " It has a bright future and is favored by the boss behind the scenes of a big company."

Hongjun almost choked.

In your mouth, is Tiandao such an image!

When Luo's mother heard that his family was not bad, she immediately became worried, "Then his parents..."

Luo Hu said casually: "Both parents died, and I have a car and a house."

The car is Kowloon Agarwood chariot.

The house is Zixiao Palace, and he has half of the property rights.

Looking at the two people who were stunned, and Luo Hui who was talking nonsense, Hongjun no longer knew what expression to use.So he calmly continued to eat vegetables with his chopsticks, as if he was tasting different kinds of elixir, so as to dispel the embarrassment that filled the room.

Mother Luo tried her best to restore the atmosphere behind, "In this case, son, what happened to the child you mentioned earlier?"

Without raising his head, Luo Hu poured himself a bowl of soup, "My son is not born yet, I will throw it to him in the future."

His words immediately established him as a scumbag.

Luo Hu's parents looked at each other.

After reacting, the middle-aged man immediately patted the table, "No!"

After Luo Hu raised his head, he changed his harsh tone and became more compromised, "Take it home, we will take care of your child after retirement."

Gently patted Luo's father with her palm, and Luo Hu's mother said softly: "You two are still young, and the road ahead will not be easy. While we still have some energy, I will solve some problems for you. Believe us, we are all experienced. , I know it’s not easy to take care of children.”

Luo Hu smiled so much that his eyes lit up, like a spark ignited the ice field, tearing apart the feelings that had been frozen inside for countless years.

This dream—

He could probably sleep till he woke up with a smile on his face.

"Okay."

After hearing his answer, Hongjun suddenly looked at him with some disapproval in his eyes.

【Rahu, this is a dream. 】

【I know. 】

[Words are cause and effect, you should not promise what you can't do. 】

【But I am willing to—】

Luo Hu was in high spirits, and while talking to his parents, he mischievously added a lot of vegetables to Hongjun's bowl.Hongjun couldn't find a chance to talk to him, so he could only lower his head to eat these things. When the food was put in his mouth, he suddenly found that the taste was no longer a elixir!

A scent of vegetables mixed with acquired turbidity spread in the mouth.

Hongjun's chopsticks shook.

Luo Hu, believe it or not, I will add coptis to your elixir next time!

After a lunch, Luo Hu's parents got a general idea of ​​Hongjun's situation. When they observed it carefully, they found that the more they looked at it, the more pleasing it was, and it was difficult to find fault with it.

Luo Hu knew well that although Hongjun hadn't proved the Dao, his body already carried the aura of the Dao of Heaven and traces of the Dao of Heaven. When ordinary people see it, they can easily put down their guard.

Who can guard against the way of heaven?

Facing Hongjun, the parents can only relax and entrust him to the young man they met for the first time, and consider future arrangements for Hongjun.

He put down the bowl and chopsticks, and looked at Hongjun who had finished the lunch with him with a smile.

There were faint tears in his eyes.

Hongjun held him backhanded.

At the same time, Luo Mu in the living room had already gone to the kitchen with the tableware, and the middle-aged man sitting opposite them smiled relievedly when he saw their actions.

"Hongjun, my son has always been self-willed, can you take good care of him?"

The dream world shook slightly, and the sound became blurred.

The wild day will come—

"can."

Hongjun didn't think too much, and calmly spit out the word.

Some things are useless even if you think rationally. Only when you actually encounter them will you find that your reason will be affected, your calmness will be broken, and everything will follow your heart.

He wanted to continue walking with Luo Hu.

For this reason, he is willing to accept the overture of this dream and repair the trust that has broken between them.

The frail young man in the dream lowered his head slightly, his appearance faded, and the bloody red clothes covered his body again, as if to regain the feeling of loneliness for him.

Waking up again, Luo Hu is still Ra Hu.

The dream disappears.

In Xumi Palace, Hongjun walked to the bed and opened the bed curtain to let the sunlight from the window shine in.On the bed, the beauty in red, whom he raised with all his heart, buried her head in the quilt, regardless of whether her stomach was fit or not, she never raised her head to look at him.

Hongjun thought about his mood and said, "If you want to cry, cry."

In an instant, he got a resounding "scroll".

very good--

It sounds full of energy.

The author has something to say: #818Spicy a husband and wife duo after seeing their parents#

Luo Hu: QAQ is abominable, my eyes are blinded by sand.

Hongjun: I'll blow it up.

Luo Hu: ... [throws the pillow]