After the fake death, the big bosses rushed to treat me as a widow

"Senior, I came to see you today to talk about the divorce."

The young man fell to his knees with a plop.

He has a very sharp face, and from his straight back and gorgeous robes, it can be seen that he must be from a prominent protoss.

But at this moment, he didn't even dare to lift his eyes, and didn't even dare to look directly at the person in front of him.

This is a snowfield with surging clouds. Among the white eyes, only the linden tree in front of him is green and green, towering straight up to the sky, becoming the only color in this vast world.

In contrast, the Bodhi tree directly points to the night and the Milky Way. The nearest and brightest star is named "Ming Xing", which is the star position of the person on the tree.

"Can I ask why?"

Rong Yi flattened the marriage certificate in her hand, and then jumped down from the treetop.When he landed, the wind blew gently, and the pink and white clothes fluttered.

There is a compelling beauty and heroism about him, like the light of a candle rising suddenly in the dark, piercing people's eyes.

The young man's eyes avoided him: "It's the younger generation who failed and couldn't bear Ming Xing's love."

"Is it because it is rumored that I only eat Lianshi and Liquan? I have already said that I can eat ordinary fruits like flat peaches, and I am very happy to eat them." Rong Yi said.

The young man's face gradually paled: "No."

"Or is it because of the rumors that I only sleep in the Kunlun sycamore bed? I have already said that I can sleep very comfortably in the gold and jade bed."

The young man's face turned pale again: "No, no."

"Or, are you afraid that I will mention a wedding room that is too expensive? Although I am used to living in my Phoenix Palace, a palace as small as the Jade Emperor's Lingxiao Palace, I still feel very safe."

The young man's expression was close to cracking: "No, no."

Rong Yi thought seriously: "Then I can't find a reason, I like you very much, I really hope that you will be willing to raise my phoenix, and you have made a lot of preparations for this matter, can you tell me the reason for the divorce? "

The young man held back for a long time: "I also like seniors very much, and I hope to have a good relationship with seniors. It's just that our family members have discussed it, and feel that our family's tradition is to wear hair, and seniors like loose or half-cut hair. We are not suitable." .”

Rong Yi reached out and stroked her hair.

He has always liked to loosen it, holding a jade crown loosely, loose and free, and his long hair is as black as ink.

In Brahma, he is the only venerable who can be so self-willed—going out without using the law, and not having to observe the rules and regulations. If he likes someone, he will directly catch him back to admire him, and ask if he wants to get married by the way.

Most people are very cooperative with him, and he feels very satisfied.

It's just that this is his No.30 who has been divorced six times.

After sending the young man away, Rong Yi was feeling depressed when suddenly a small dragon swam over from the clouds and reported to him: "Ming Zun, the Buddha invites you to the Ming King Palace."

Rong Yi felt a little strange - he had been in Brahma for hundreds of years, he was too lazy to respond, he had basically never been to Mingwang Palace, and the Buddha didn't take much care of him.

"Do I have a mission?" He asked eagerly.

Xiaolong scratched his belly with his paw: "I don't know either, anyway, you go first."

Sandalwood is burning in the palace of King Ming.

The Buddha waved to him: "Phoenix, come here."

Rong Yi turned into her original body and flew over, hovering in front of the Buddha's seat, forming a ball, her beautiful and soft feathers drooping.

The Buddha touched his wings to show comfort.

The other nine Ming kings were by their side, and they probably all heard about his tragic divorce of the couple, and they all looked at him with smiles.

A king of Ming comforted him: "There will be better people. That young man will not know what he missed. The day before yesterday, we saw that you still wanted to spend your energy to ask the ancient karma bell, and you wanted to bear all karma for the people around you from now on. , luckily you didn’t do it, it’s not worth it.”

Another King Ming asked: "Fengfeng, what is the reason for this divorce?"

Rong Yi stood motionless, very depressed.

A small candle dragon lighting a lamp in the hall replied instead of him: "Because Phoenix Mingzun likes to emit."

"That is not bad."

King Ming who just asked the question sighed, "The reason for the divorce last time seems to be that Phoenix likes to sleep in a left spiral instead of a right spiral..."

Rong Yi changed direction and huddled together, her voice was a little low: "Last time it was from the Dragon Clan, and it's also the first time I've heard that the Dragon Clan has to coil up and sleep in a right spiral."

Ming kings all laughed.

The Buddha also smiled: "Rong Yi, that's why I asked you to come here today. These 36 are not suitable for you, maybe I can recommend No. 30 seven for you. What do you think?"

Rong Yi was stunned for a moment: "Buddha, why are you acting as a matchmaker?"

There was silence all around.

In Brahma, only Rong Yi dared to speak to the Buddha like this.

But the Buddha didn't take it seriously: "Mingxing, you talk about being a matchmaker, we call it a relationship."

Rong Yi was stunned again: "But I..."

Buddha shook his head and interrupted him with a smile.He flicked the flower, and a picture appeared in front of Rong Yi——

On the majestic pagoda, the national teacher in a black robe lowered his eyes and put his hands behind his hands. He held the black and blue sword firmly in his hand, resting on the gray bricks and stones.

This national teacher has a pair of dark, jewel-like green eyes, with a cold look, as if he can see through everything.

Just standing there has become a stern dividing line - in front of him is Jiang Guoguo Gate, the endless vast land, behind him is Jiang Guo's bustling streets, flowing lights and noise.

Rong Yi's eyes lit up.

He has always disliked coming to Brahma to attend a meeting, because he was too lazy to look at the bald heads of those monks, and he was too lazy to look at those serious and upright demeanors.

But this handsome monk with hair seems to be different from other monks.

This national teacher should be extra handsome, surpassing all the handsome monks he has seen before.This kind of handsomeness also made his serious and upright look cute.

"His name is Xiangli Feilu. He is a natural born Buddha son. He was born from my mouth and transformed from the Dharma. Now the date of his ascension is approaching, and he is short of a love calamity."

The Buddha said, "Fenghuang, are you willing to go to Jiang Guo and become Jiang Guo's new guardian god, and set up a love disaster for him?"

Rong Yi thought for a while: "But if he set up a love disaster, he might not want to support me."

"That's right, it's up to the individual, but if you're willing to go, I'll grant you a wish." The Buddha said, "It's the most suitable for you to go."

Rong Yi thought about it again, this time for a long time: "Okay."

He said to the Buddha seriously: "If I can successfully set up a love robbery, can the Buddha give me a leisurely body and a wealth of wealth, so that I can go to the world of cultivation and become an ordinary person instead of Brahma?"

Buddha froze for a moment.

The surroundings fell into silence again.

There will never be anyone who does not want the position of Mingxing, because this is where the stars are, where the light is, and who is sheltered by fate.

The other kings of Ming smiled and shook their heads more or less—laughing at his stupidity of Ming Xing.

"However, maybe it's because he has been sheltered by fate since he was a child, so he doesn't think it's a very important thing."

"This Phoenix..."

After a moment of silence, the Buddha said softly, "Okay, I promise you."

Rong Yi was very happy.

He has read all the novels of Fengyue in the World, and he knows that after the love disaster, they will all be reunited together, and he is looking forward to it for a while.

After returning from King Ming Palace, he checked the origin of Fei Lu in Zha Xiangli.

But he didn't expect this person to be somewhat connected with himself, and this connection somewhat hindered the progress of the reunion he expected - his late master Peacock was exactly the white moonlight in Xiangli Feilu's heart.

Xiangli Feilu was born as a disciple of Buddha, leading his cultivation, from a bell-beating monk in a ruined temple all the way to a teacher of the Jiang Kingdom, he spent his whole life subduing demons and eliminating demons, just for the sake of the common people.

Such a person has a big self in his heart, no small self, and disdains to practice the way of becoming a fairy—until the day when the peacock appears in the world.

On that day, Jiang Guoshi recorded: "...it was a time of plague, the peacock came to the world, the colors changed, its sound was like jade, its shape and color, the mountains and rivers moved, and the plague stopped. .”

That is a miracle that mortals may not see once in a thousand years.

Rong Yi guessed that it was the first time that Xiangli Feilu realized that there is a kind of beauty that can exceed the limit that he could not imagine in his whole life.

From the first moment he saw the peacock, he knew what to live for the rest of his innocent life.

There is no brighter white moonlight than this.

Rong Yi no longer had any memories of that crossing.

Peacock is a dedicated king of Ming, with 8000 people in the world, and he responds to every request. Every time he takes him to bless and eliminate disasters, he does not hesitate to overdraw his mana.

After that, the peacock failed to survive the thunder disaster, which probably has something to do with it.

After reading Xiangli Feilu's life, Rong Yi asked Xiaolong to bring a message to Buddha: "Buddha, you made a mistake, this person likes my master."

The Buddha replied to him: "Because of this, Ming Xing, you can become his calamity. Originally, the love calamity should be set by your master. If your master is gone, you can go and replace him."

Rong Yi: "?"

This seems a little too casual.

However, Rong Yi recalled his 36 successful marriage proposals in a row, and he felt that it was not a big problem.

The day Rong Yi came to Jiang Country was not as cold as it is now.

Once the peacock died, Jiang Guo lost the guardian god.

Xiangli Feilu held a spiritual burial for the peacock in the pagoda.

The autumn rain was misty, and the pagoda was surrounded by Jiang Guo people layer by layer. They knelt on the ground and let the rain drench themselves.

Emperor Jiang Guo and his ministers also knelt on the ground, bowed their heads and remained silent.

The priest knelt down and recited the mourning text: "Send off the God of Protecting the Nation, the Peacock Daming King once saved the Jiang Kingdom from fire and water, quelled the plague, stopped the war, and now the gods are all gone..."

Only Xiangli Feilu stood alone in the rain, tall and silent, like a green pine.

"King Peacock Daming is dead, what will we do in the future? We don't have a Guardian God anymore."

"There is a master here..."

"Shh, but Master should be the saddest..."

His jade-like eyes stared at the divine coffin, his lips were tightly pursed, and he couldn't tell what expression he had.

The ashes of death permeated the silent rain, but at this moment, the fragrance of flowers suddenly emerged.

He opened his eyes slightly.

A young man in pink and white clothes appeared in front of him.

The young man had twinkling phoenix eyes and long hair splashed with ink. He was so beautiful that it was almost impossible to look directly at him.

He sat on the divine coffin, as casually as if sitting on his own chair.

The autumn wind blew the raindrops as big as soybeans, but none of them touched his clothes.

He was sitting there, but no one else could see him, only he could see and look at him.

Jiang Guo has a strong aura since ancient times, coveted by gods, demons and ghosts.

The boy in front of him should not be a god, maybe a demon.

——Because there is no such beautiful god, and no god has such a loose look, he can only be a demon!

Xiangli Feilu touched the Qingyue Sword with his fingertips, but before he could draw the sword, the boy in pink and white moved.

Rong Yi's clothes hung down, followed by her fingertips, picked up a handful of raindrops, and lightly sprinkled them inside the coffin.

Those beautiful phoenix eyes looked over.

The sound of the raindrops falling was clear and clear, and the boy's voice was also clear and clear: "I am Phoenix, Jiang Guoxin's protector of the country, and my name is Rong Yi."

Xiangli Feilu was still holding the sword tightly, his expression stunned.

"I'm here to give you love, and I especially grant you the right to feed the phoenix. I hope you don't know how to praise."