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

Rong Yi mentioned before that he was punished by heaven a long time ago, and the reason has been forgotten.However, the content of his punishment was related to fire. After thinking about it, it could only be drought.

Long ago, Rong Yi saved Jiang Guo once.

Xiangli Feilu and King Jundali went down from the tower of Shenguanwu.

Various vegetarian dishes are placed in the courtyard.

"Ah, it's really rich. Speaking of which, I haven't eaten these porridge and side dishes in the world for a long time. When I was still a human, I also recognized sour, sweet, bitter, hot, salty, and all kinds of tastes." King Jundali Daming said.

Xiangli Feilu glanced at the empty space, and then at the attic: "Please sit down, King Daming, I'll ask Rong Yi to come down."

"You go..." Daming King Jundali nodded.

The attic was very quiet, Xiangli Feilu went up and pushed open the door.

With a "creak", the wind was brought in, and then blocked out of the door.Xiangli Feilu looked up, and saw Rong Yi nestled on the bed, holding a biography in his hand, reading it intently.

"What are you doing?" Xiangli Feilu asked. "God, it's time to go down for dinner."

"I'm waiting for fate to punish me." Rong Yi said, her voice aggrieved. eat."

"Then Shangshen still has time to read Fengyue Biography?" Xiangli Feilu asked softly.

Rong Yi raised her head, her eyes were full of water, she looked innocent and pitiful: "I'm just nervously watching Fengyue Biography."

A lock of sleepy curly hair curled up on his head, black and delicate.Maybe it's because he was favored by Brahma since he was a child, or maybe it's the nature of the bird. This phoenix has lived for 300 years, and sometimes it still looks like a child.

Xiangli Feilu moved his hand, picked up the Qingyue sword, and poked him lightly with the scabbard.

The soft touch came through the soft quilt and the cold scabbard. He was slightly taken aback by the touch, then lowered his eyes and said, "I will suffer on behalf of God."

"I don't want it. You have suffered for me. If you die, who do I find to support me?" Rong Yi put down the book in her hand with a "snap", hugged her knees, and tilted her head to look at him, "Buddha , I like you, I like you like the people of Jiangguo. We, the Yu clan, don’t necessarily have to feed people wholeheartedly. We only have to feed the phoenix. We also look down on feeding people like that. You have your own things to do , I won't stop it."

But if they can't find a way to develop in the future, how can it be blocked or not?

Xiangli Feilu looked into his shiny black eyes, slightly distracted.

Rong Yi straightened her clothes, put her two legs down on the bed and dangled, but she still clung to the head of the bed and said, "I want Buddha to rub my hands."

He stretched out his hands and held them before his eyes.

His fingertips were white and shiny, the injury from the Nine Yin Hammer had healed a bit, and the black-blue color had faded a lot, but it still existed.He only had time to dispense the medicine for Rong Yi once before, and after that it was the matter of Yan Gui, and he had no time to take care of it.

Xiangli Feilu said, "Okay..."

He went back to the table and dispensed the medicine for Rong Yi again.

In fact, Rong Yi's injury eased somewhat, probably because the mist dissipated, but he still selected medicinal materials, ground them thoroughly, and took them to bind Rong Yi's hands.

Cut the gauze, wrap it around your fingers, and after it fits together, cut it off with a little force and tie it into a knot.Xiangli Feilu lowered his eyes, his black eyelashes were long and curly, and his pale hands tried to avoid touching his scars or touching his skin.

Rong Yi noticed this, spread her fingertips, drilled in, and clasped Xiangli Feilu's hand.

Xiangli Feilu was stunned.

Rong Yi smiled at him.

Xiangli Feilu lowered his head and asked, "Does it hurt..."

"It hurts, just rub it and it'll be fine." Rong Yi then moved closer, her hair fell down before his eyes, her breath brushed against his cheeks, the fragrance was slightly warm.

Xiangli Feilu wrapped the cloth for him, and silently rubbed his hands.The fingertips hooked together, and the warm skin was turned into a honey color by the candlelight, making it a little more charming and ambiguous for no reason.

After an unknown amount of time, Xiangli Feilu's voice was slightly hoarse: "Does it still hurt?"

Rong Yi glanced at him again, with an uncontrollable smile in her eyes: "It still hurts..."

Xiangli Feilu held his hands—these were slender and fair hands that should never have suffered.He recalled the night when Rong Yi came to look for him on the first day, his face was hidden behind the cloak, and he just handed him his hand.

He lowered his head and gently placed a kiss on the back of that shiny hand.

King Jundali Daming left after having a meal here.

The order in Qingyue Town was gradually restored, and Xiangli Feilu was also planning the return date.Within a few days, Rong Yi suddenly received an order from Brahma, saying that he needs to go back.

Rong Yi was sleeping in Xiangli Fei Lu's arms at that time.

Xiangli Feilu didn't notice that the divine order was sent directly from Tianxia and penetrated into his altar.

His old injuries are still not healed, and he is working hard for the aftermath of Qingyue Town, and is taking a rare rest.

Rong Yi got up with a mournful face, knowing that he would be punished by heaven after this trip, he originally wanted to wake Xiangli Fei Lu and give him a good farewell, but looking at his tired face, his movements were slow down, then stopped.

He stared at Xiangli Feilu.

This man is really handsome, and also very gentle.This kind of tenderness comes from between the eyebrows, even if the eyebrows are often frowned with a little sternness.

He didn't want to wake him up, but he had some conflicts - if he came back, he would already be a dead phoenix, I don't know if Xiangli Feilu would feel a little sudden.

And Xiangli Feilu should be returning to the capital soon, there are still a lot of things waiting for him to do in the capital, and I don't know if he will miss him.

He sneaked out of bed and picked up a pen to paint.For hundreds of years, he has neglected the way of the Dharma, and he doesn't like to study very much. When communicating with the Brahma kings, he only draws ghosts and symbols at most.

First draw a phoenix, and then draw a symbol of lightning strike, which means that he is going back to receive punishment from heaven.

Draw another phoenix on the clouds, looking at the ground and weeping, that means he will miss him.

After Rong Yi finished drawing these two paintings, she felt that the meaning could be conveyed, so she tiptoed over and stuffed them in Xiangli Feilu's sleeve.

Then he bent down, pressed a kiss on Xiangli Feilu's lips, got up and passed through the wall, turned into a phoenix, and flew straight to the nine heavens.

He has been in the lower realm for more than two months, and the heaven realm has not changed much.

Brahma was as silent as ever, amidst the surging clouds, everyone was leisurely, not caring about the outside world.

But the little dragons he raised in Wushuliuhuayuan didn't know where they went.The only little black dragon stationed at the door said: "My lord, a new fairy has ascended from the heavens, and everyone has gone to watch the fun."

"People ascend every year, when did it become so rare?" Rong Yi asked.

"This one is different. This one is not practicing ascension. It is said that it is an ancient god who is sleeping in Kunlun. There is no corresponding place for him in the star position. He has no name and surname, but in terms of status, I am afraid that he is stronger than the emperor of heaven." High. After all, Nuwa, Pangu and other ancient gods have all disappeared.” Xiaolong said, “This is the new god who has no memory and is still recuperating. Everyone else followed suit."

Seeing that Rong Yi was not very interested, Xiaolong reminded in a low voice: "He is very handsome, he is a handsome young man, the one that the Lord will like."

Rong Yi's eyes lit up, and then she forcibly restrained herself: "No, I have a Buddha son. I just got an order to come back. Have you ever heard someone mention that I will be punished by heaven?"

Xiaolong hesitated for a moment: "It seems that no one has heard of it, and there is no news."

Rong Yi wondered, "Is there no news yet?"

He waited for God's punishment, and waited in fear for ten days and a half months. He didn't arrive for a long time, and he didn't talk about it when he returned to the heaven, so what was he doing when he came back?

"There is another matter, the Buddha asked us to tell it." Xiaolong pointed behind him, "Master, you left an executor here, remember?"

Rong Yi didn't remember it all at once, but after Xiao Long reminded her, she suddenly realized: "It's that young man with very delicate looks, very fair skin, and a little cold eyes, isn't he? How is he recovering from his injuries?"

Xiaolong sneered: "The executor is not a real god after all, he is between man and god. With such a strong aura of five trees and six flowers, an ant can become a god. He is good, but the Buddha said, you take Following his practice, he didn't have enough aura to lead him to bring disasters, so he was trapped by the forbidden technique of mortals. You rescued him and allowed him to recuperate in Wushu and Liuhuayuan, but you owe him , It’s still a little bit away... The merits and demerits are balanced, and you still need to satisfy any one of his wishes."

Rong Yi thought for a while: "That's easy to say, is this the thing?"

"This is the only thing for now." Xiaolong said.

Rong Yi let out a sigh of relief—the matter of being punished was temporarily prolonged.

"Then I'll come back later, and I'll go to Shenshan Bamboo Forest first." Rong Yi took a sip of her saliva, and her eyes almost glowed green, "I want to drink the water from Shenquan and eat fresh food, no one can stop me , If you want to die, you have to be a dead ghost. If I really die, please ask the Ming kings to take care of my widow."

"What kind of widow do you have?" Xiaolong wondered.

Rong Yi is very reserved: "Naturally, he is my Buddha's child in the world."

Tianjie Shenquan Mountain is not far from Penglai. It is planted with the most rare flowers and fruits in the six worlds, and has the purest clear spring water. It is said that the water here has the function of healing everything.Therefore, this place was strictly guarded by the heavens.

Rong Yi seldom came here in person, and usually sent Xiaolong to pick them at will, but today he couldn't help it.

"Who is it, without the decree of the Emperor of Heaven, trespassing on Shenquan Mountain?!"

Rong Yi had just landed when she heard an angry shout from the side of the road.

He turned his head innocently, a cluster of flames jumped out of his fingertips unconsciously, and the face of the person who spoke turned pale.

The other little immortals guarding the mountain recognized his Mingxing Dharma, and quickly knelt down in front of him: "I don't know Mingxing is great, please make amends!"

Rong Yi waved his sleeves: "Excuse me, spread out and don't go out, don't disturb me."

He's here for a treat.

He has listened to Xiangli Feilu's lectures so many times, and the only thing he remembers is "food and sex are also sex", and there is food and food, that is a pleasure in the world.

"No, God, it's not that we won't let you in, it's because there's still—"

Rong Yi couldn't hear what the little fairies were saying anymore, and waved her hand to summon a gust of wind, blowing them all away, and happily got into the bamboo forest.

All the birds in the forest noticed his coming, spontaneously worshiped him, and brought fruits and grass leaves, and put them beside him.

Rong Yi found a tall tree by the spring, and fell asleep on it comfortably.

There is a Bailing who has just learned spirituality and can talk, so he boldly came to say hello to him: "It is a great honor to meet Master Mingxing. When Xiaoxian ascended, he should have gone to Wushuliuhuayuan to pay homage to you like all Yuzu people. , but you weren't there at the time."

"Ah, I've been away for a while, and it doesn't matter if I don't go."

The lark fanned him with its wings: "Did you go to the mortal world to save the disaster?"

"No, I'm looking for my husband-in-law."

A silence.

Rong Yi stretched her waist, and fed a peeled Lianshi into her mouth, "The mortal world is not interesting, although there is no Lianshi Liquan, but for some reason, it feels warmer and more lively than the heaven. Come here, Sing me a song."

The lark immediately folded its wings and sang the song of the lark.

While listening, Rong Yi thought about the matter of God's Punishment, sighed heavily, and began to worry again: "I don't know what the content of this Heaven's Punishment is, whether to die or not, whether it hurts or not, is of course the most important issue, but If I was scorched by the lightning, I wouldn't be ashamed to go down to see Buddha..."

As soon as he finished speaking, a soft laugh came over.

Everything was silent, he was alone in this mountain forest, no one would dare to laugh at his words.But this voice is very natural and casual, which makes people a little curious.

"Who?" Rong Yi tilted his head to look down, and saw a man with long hair hanging down and clothes in loose clothes, sitting not far from his tree.

It was a man with long silver hair and a very young figure.

The man raised his head, and Rong Yi met his eyes.

Dark purple eyes, like flowing clouds, seem to be able to suck people in.