I can't believe it's you every time [Quick Transmigration]

The long and narrow bay bends into a long crescent moon, and the silent sea reflects the moonlight, with small waves rolling on the beach from time to time, everything is so calm, it seems that nothing has happened.

However, Yan Zigao's heart set off several feet high waves, and his worry and anxiety made his breathing more rapid. He knew very well that what happened just now was definitely not a dream. Lu Zhongqing's jump into the sea was a real thing, not a hallucination!

"Uncle Lu! Uncle Lu!" Walking quickly around the bank, the boy's pupils constricted with anxiety.

"Uncle Lu! Where are you?"

Except for the sound of the waves and the wind, there was no response, and even though Yan Zigao listened tensely, he didn't hear any human voices.

After a few minutes, Yan Zigao's eyes were reddened, he stopped shouting, a great sadness was stuck in his throat, the feeling of suffocation made it difficult for him to breathe.

Even though Lu Zhongqing is the head of the Heavenly Master Taoism, he is still an individual in the final analysis, and it is impossible to stay in the water for so long!

He must be in danger!

This thought made Yan Zigao's heart in a lingering state, and he had no time and energy to explore why a man who only met him a few times could occupy so much of his heart...

Thinking that Lu Zhongqing might be dead, Yan Zigao's eyes could no longer hold the tears, and the young man's face was wetted like raindrops across white jade.

Yan Zigao, whose mind was in a mess, was teary-eyed, clenched his white teeth, and ran towards the sea, sobbing.

The white canvas shoes and trousers were soaked in sea water, and every step was very heavy, so Yan Zigao had to take off his shoes and socks.

At the same time, a few dark clouds quickly gathered in the night sky, completely blocking the moonlight, the lighthouse light flickered a few times and then went out, and the light source that illuminated the sea disappeared for a while.

Complete darkness is equivalent to depriving people of vision, and Yan Zi's anxiety index was almost off the charts, but he didn't care about hesitation, rolled up his trouser legs and staggered forward.

"Uncle Lu! Lu Zhongqing! Did you hear that?" Yan Zigao's voice was hoarse, and the cold waves almost knocked him down.

Why?The only person who can help him in this life, the only person who can give him warmth, the only person who can make him feel at ease, is he going to leave like this?

He hadn't had time to say thank you, if there hadn't been such a sudden change, he would have known soon whether he belonged to his uncle...

Why is it so cruel, cruel to Gu Si who died in vain, cruel to Xue Ya who had just fallen in love, and now it is the same to him...

The loneliness of being abandoned by the whole world enveloped the young man walking towards the middle of the sea. At this time, he no longer shouted, and tears flowed down one by one, dripping into the sea water.

I miss my uncle so much, I miss every moment by his side, and I have never felt sad.

His heart gradually calmed down, his eyes revealed the will to die, and he murmured in a low voice: "Uncle, I can't find you, what should I do?"

The sea water flooded his waist, and he gently closed his eyes.

However, at this time, the dark and calm sea rose like a high wall of waves. A man in a black robe with long black hair stood on the top of the waves. The hair is flying freely, and the charming face is leisurely and carefree, with a gesture of tasting tea and enjoying flowers.

The gathered dark clouds slowly dispersed, and the moonlight illuminated the sea again.

Looking at the towering waves in front of him, Yan Zigao took a step back in shock, and at the same time saw the two people on the top of the waves clearly.

Opposite the black clothes cannon stood a tall man in a white robe, with waist-length hair blowing up in the wind, a tall and straight jade figure, mature and handsome facial features, unsmiling, solemn and inviolable nobility, Handsome and powerful, more like a godborn than the heavenly father carved in the temple.

The confrontation between them didn't last long. With a sneer on the corner of his mouth, the man in the black robe took the lead in hooking his hands to cause a huge wave, which turned into a stab and rushed towards the man in white.

The white-robed man ignored his attack, but slightly raised his hand in Yan Zigao's direction, and the sea water turned into a water polo as if consciously, wrapping Yan Zigao inside, and brought him safely onto the beach.

"Tsk tsk, it really is deeply rooted in love, and I can still take care of my little lover at this time." The man in black sneered, but his eyes were full of jealousy that couldn't be concealed!

When he was still a relief on the ceiling of the temple, he wanted this cute little nephew, who warmed the bed and acted like a baby to protect!If I knew this earlier, I should have cheated when I drew lots to divide the main god and the dark god!

To the jealousy of the man in black, the man in white just responded with a faint smile.

Unhurriedly, he held the wave thorn with his palm, turned his wrist, and the wave thorn turned and attacked the man in black. At the same time, countless sea water turned into water droplets and attacked the man in black. The power was comparable to steel balls.

Such calmness is simply fueling the flames. The pupils of the black-robed man were torn apart, his wide sleeves were waving, and the sea water roared like boiling water. After that, countless walls of water rose into the sky, and then rushed towards the white-robed man suddenly.

A huge jet of water rushes down from the sky, and the huge momentum is enough to kill people thousands of times, but the man in white has no anxiety on his handsome face. He just glanced at it and disappeared in the blink of an eye. behind!

Spikes grew out of his palm in vain, stabbing the man in black's left chest without hesitation, but at this time the man in black had turned to defend, and the sea water turned into a shield to block the spikes.

One has faint eyes but full of murderous intent, the other has fierce eyes and is surrounded by black mist. The two fight in the rising water waves, and the sea water is completely turned upside down like a pot of boiling soup.

"The Sea God of Crescent Bay pays homage to the two great gods, please calm down!" A dragon shape appeared in the void, and the golden dragon wandered in the sky, speaking human words.

The Sea God didn't know what happened tonight. He was woken up by the sound of fighting as soon as he lay down to sleep. All the deep-sea creatures suffered greatly from it.

The two people in the fight ignored the giant dragon's persuasion by coincidence, and made the world turbid, with waves rising and falling one after another.

After the persuasion failed, Sea God had no choice but to escape into the clouds and fled to other sea areas overnight in order to avoid being accidentally injured.

Crescent Bay, which lost the protection of Sea God, fell into great danger, and many marine creatures also fled. Shrimp and fish could only crawl to the beach, but they did not dare to get close to Yan Zigao.

I don't know when it started, the sky continued to flash and thunder, and the golden lightning split the sky, illuminating the sky and illuminating the murderous two people.

Thunder rolls, resounding through heaven and earth.

Under the pressure of the increasingly turbulent waves, Yan Zigao kept backing away, staring at the two of them with clear eyes.

When the man in white clothes like snow and ink with hair like a butterfly was protecting him, he knew it was Lu Zhongqing, and the magnificent scene of the two fighting to disturb the sea shocked him, but slowly opened the gate of his memory...

Once upon a time, there was a man in white robes who was as handsome as a descendant of a god appeared in his life and accompanied him by his side.At that time, I was still a soft bun, and my chubby little hands scooped up water to water the flower buds planted by the man in white; my chubby little body nestled in the arms of the man in white, writing stroke by stroke...

Uncle Lord God?

Yan Zigao anxiously searched for the figure of the man in white, comparing and comparing with the suddenly emerging memories over and over again.

He is the uncle of the main god!

It was this man who opened the dark little room in the middle of the night, took him out of the bathtub when he was dying, took the trouble to find him the right clothes, set up the resurrection banner to help him revive his soul, bound him with fairy ropes, and wanted to possess him ...

He is the Lord God's uncle, and also Lu Zhongqing!

The emergent memory reminded Yan Zigao of his life with his uncle in the God Realm, but he and his uncle not only lived in the God Realm, but also the remaining memories of different worlds made him very clear - he and the main god uncle had also lived in other worlds. We are in love with each other.

All the memories of the God Realm are connected with the experiences of other worlds, and Yan Zigao is terrified and delighted to discover that the fate between him and his uncle has spanned so many lifetimes!

At this time, he was no longer anxious, because he had seen the battle situation clearly, and he also knew that it was only a matter of time before his uncle won.

Overwhelmed with joy, he didn't notice that his eyesight was getting better and better as his memory came back to life.

Even at night, even if they were close to a kilometer away, and there were countless sprays and water columns blocking him, he could clearly see the situation, and gradually the man in white with his face paralyzed on the ground suppressed the man in black, unable to resist.

And when his small body was hit by the waves, he would no longer be knocked down to the ground, but still stood firmly; his mind was infinitely clear, and he even felt that the sea of ​​souls was heating up—it is said that Shenhe Dujie Cultivators have their own sea of ​​souls, they put their own souls, and their souls are immortal after death.

Soon his attention was once again on the two fighting men, already surrounded by water, wrapped in huge water balls, floating in the cloudy sky.

There are continuous rays of light penetrating out of the water polo, extremely dazzling.

Yan Zigao couldn't help but rejoice that this is the outskirts, with only lonely schools and scattered residential houses, thus avoiding disturbance from others.

However, with such a big movement, the city is full of wind and rain, and it is only a matter of time before others are attracted.It is estimated that a large number of news media have already rushed here.

When the last lightning bolt struck the sea, the water ball in the air burst open, and the black-robed man turned into a black light after being hit, and was held in the hands of the white-clothed man, while his scream was overwhelmed by the endless thunder. cover.

The man in white flicked his fingers, and the black light disappeared, and a black lotus flower bloomed on the neck of the man in white. His aura in the independent sky was majestic and solemn.