When God Is My Ex-Husband Today [Rebirth]

"Shenjun..." Suxin Celestial Girl Ai Ai said, her eyes were red.

It has already appeared that she is extraordinarily charming with the night flower ornament on her forehead. At this moment, she is still wearing the coquettish and powerful outfit worn on the battlefield to bless the heavenly soldiers and generals. She is entrenched on the ground, but Compared with those gorgeously dressed, cumbersome and complicated female fairies, she is more indescribably pitiful.

Fu Song is immersed in his own thoughts at the moment, and has no time to estimate Su Xin at all.

Suxin looked at him for a while, and finally sighed silently, got up and left the sea of ​​bamboo and clouds.

Anyway... he's back.

In the end, Shenjun Zhuye was secretly brought in by Xianxun who was inside.

Xiaoxian's face was full of sadness like he was looking for a bun, he quietly told God Zhu Ye who had been guarding in front of the sea of ​​bamboo and clouds for three whole days, and said that his own fairy had already sat still in the hall It's been three days.

In the past three days, no matter how much he rolled on the ground and acted like a baby, he was really unmoved, and he never diverted his attention at all.

Xianxun was very worried, so he decided to let God Zhu Ye in with the help of the young general named Zou Wu.

Then he slipped away - so that he could tell Xianjun that this villain forced himself in after him, and he was just playing outside!

What a seamless and flawless plan!

Xiao Xian happily took Zou Wu's big hand and planned to go play with Xiao Cao Jing.

God Zhu Ye is actually not cowardly at all.

This lack of cowardice is specifically reflected in... He already dared to poke his head into the main hall of Xizhu Palace and look at Fu Song's figure.

The only thing that scared me was that he had just glanced inside when Fu Song discovered him.

"Since you've come in, come here." Fu Song's body, which hadn't moved for three days, finally moved slightly, and then he frowned and stopped moving.

God Zhu Ye hurriedly stepped forward to press Fu Song's numb legs with distress.

"I know you have a lot of things you want to ask." Master Zhu Ye skillfully twisted his wrist, looked at the expression on God Fu Song's blank face, and said softly: "I can't explain this matter in a few words. Take a look, okay?"

"The enthronement ceremony will be in three days." Fu Song felt the cool wind slowly blowing from outside the hall, "You have been guarding in front of this gate for a few days, how long the monarchs from all over the world have been waiting for you in the Hongmeng Temple."

Zhu Ye smiled softly, "They are not in a hurry."

"Okay." Fu Song drooped his eyes, his already dry eyes were filled with pain even if he blinked them.

After he closed his eyes, he slowed down for a while, and finally, under the guidance of Zhu Ye... went back to the thousand years ago again.

After all, time is limited, and it is impossible for Zhu Ye to take Fu Song to watch all the events of the past 3000 years. Therefore, he presents the important ones to Fu Song—with selfishness and the desire for Fu Song to forgive him. Mood, this thing presented in front of Fu Song, although it is all real, but it is more beneficial to him after all.

"You were born on the edge of the bitter cold cliff at that time, Wu Song was the weakest when he was born for a hundred years." Zhu Ye's voice sounded softly, looking at Fu Song's slightly raised head, he laid him flat on the soft couch, hugged him He grabbed his upper body and held him in his arms.

Gently stroking his smooth black hair with one hand, and holding his shoulder with one arm, Shenjun Zhuye also had a picture in his mind of when Fu Song was just born thousands of years ago.

"At that time, in order to save your life, I forcibly broke the seal of Longtiaolian and took you into my arms every day."

At that time, Fu Song was just a baby, all he ate was the snow water on the bitter cold cliff and the flowers of dragon weeping lotus all day long. Because of the invasion of the cold air, I turned into a fat baby wearing a red bellyband, holding that little baby in my arms to keep warm all day—that was simply the happiest day.

A hundred years have passed, and he exhausted all his strength, trying his best to entrust his dream to the great elder of the Wu clan, asking him to pick up Wu Song who was already safe, but he himself returned to the lotus flower and became a lover of the same family. Unshelled buds.

It's just that this variable has already arisen, the black lotus flower that should have withered because of his growth... But at that moment, it became full of vitality and turned into a child similar to him lying beside Fu Song .

Already in a deep sleep, he 'saw' everything, but was powerless to stop it.

"What happened later." Fu Song asked softly, holding his hand with Zhu Ye's, and the two stood in that dream with non-existent bodies, looking at the past separation and reunion between them.

"Elder Wu Ya thought that Wu Song was born at the same time as the current emperor of heaven, and thought it was auspiciousness from heaven, so he took Li Ye into the godswood forest." Zhu Ye said calmly, "I was once again trapped in the dragon cry lotus , it has not been able to come out for a whole 2000 years.”

The time in 2000 was neither too much nor too little.

It took Zhu Ye a hundred years to save Fu Song's weak life at that time, but he also wasted a thousand years to let Li Ye grow into a Demon Lord who could destroy the entire Wu Clan.

"Li Ye is inherently evil. I was carefully taught by you in the Godswood Forest. Before he had desire/desire for the position of Emperor of Heaven, I once thought that even if the position of Emperor of Heaven is really given to him, it is not impossible. .” Zhu Ye chuckled, and took Fu Song to a place.

Zhuxiantai.

On that high platform, there are still bloodstains of tens of thousands of witches that have not been washed away, which are imprinted on the floor with complicated patterns like an eternal monument. On the high altar, the Dragon Slaying Platform emits blood. The cold light still made Fu Song tremble a little.

"Until I woke up again and found that he threw you into the Zhuxian Terrace." Zhu Ye said softly, holding Fu Song's palm tightly with one hand, looking straight into his eyes, "Zhuxian Terrace restrains you." Everything in the Three Realms, after you jump off, all I can do is to fly over from the edge of the Bitter Cold Cliff, wrap you in my body, and prevent you from being hurt by the evil spirit of Zhuxiantai."

Fu Song's mouth trembled, and he said like a raving: "At that time, I didn't feel any pain at all."

Zhu Ye didn't speak, and lowered his head in some embarrassment.

"But when I woke up on Mount Zhaoyao, I was indeed a child. I didn't have the strength to resist at all. I didn't reply until I met Lord Xihai Long."

"Yeah." Zhu Ye pinched Fu Song's soft palm dejectedly, "I was too weak at the time, and the dragon body couldn't bear the death penalty at Zhuxian Terrace. At that time, it was almost the end, and I will save you. After it was placed on Zhaoyao Mountain, it floated to Zhongshan Mountain."

Fu Song's lips trembled, seeing that Zhu Ye no longer had a hint of a playful smile, and looked uneasy, he suddenly withdrew his hand.

The dream came to an abrupt end.

When God Zhu Ye woke up...he was thrown out by Fu Song again.

Did he say something wrong?

God Zhuye leaned against the door again, but Xianxun inside said to him with swollen eyes, "It's all your fault for making the fairy cry, you scoundrel! After bullying the dragon, you bully the fairy again! Shame!"

Zou Wushen will silently step forward two steps, and close the gate of the thick bamboo cloud sea with a bang.

Lord Candle Ye... can't see inside at all.

Here, Fusong fell into an unprecedented predicament.

He found that he seemed to have walked into a mysterious place.

From the very beginning, he regarded the child who was hugging him for warmth by the edge of the bitter cold cliff as Li Ye. Therefore, in those 2000 years, no matter how wrong Li Ye did, he thought it was an unintentional mistake and did not Think about it more - how could a person who is willing to hold himself for a hundred years without moving a step, and hold himself to prevent his life from being in danger, how could he be a bad person?He doesn't believe it.

Then it created an even bigger mess.

Because of his one mistake, the entire Wu clan was destroyed, but Zhu Ye, who had saved him in the first place, was misunderstood by him time and time again.

The one who admits the wrong person is himself, and the one who believes in the wrong person is himself.

It was Li Ye who saved him from the bitter cold cliff, and it was Li Ye who saved him under Zhu Xiantai...

For the first time, Li Ye was once again sealed in the dragon's cry lotus. It took thousands of years to break through with great difficulty, but because he saved himself, he almost disappeared between the heavens and the earth.

If it wasn't for the fact that the ancient god Zhulong still exists in the world... Could it be that Li Ye is really gone?

This kind of cognition makes Fu Song feel a little unacceptable, but the guilt in his heart is getting deeper and deeper.

Even though he has done so much, he still treats his God Zhu Ye with an extremely humble attitude... What is he asking for.

"Ah Xun." Fu Song said in a hoarse voice, awakening Xian Xun who was dozing off.

Xian Xun wiped his chin indiscriminately, looked around blankly, and finally came back to his senses, "Ah, ah, ah, Xianjun, you are finally willing to speak!"

Xianxun burst into tears in excitement, but Fu Song didn't have the heart to comfort him.

"...you go and have a look outside the hall, forget it, it's all right." Fu Song pursed his lips and stood up while supporting the table, but the long kneeling position made him a little dizzy, and he almost couldn't stand still He fell to the ground, but another chest with a faint fragrance surrounded him.

He turned around, let Zhu Ye lay him flat on the soft couch without saying a word, looked at the sky outside, and said, "It's Zhengyang at noon?"

"En." God Zhu Ye nodded aggrievedly, and stretched out his hand to pull Fu Song's sleeve like a little wife, "A Song, don't be angry."

Fu Song fell silent.

"I'm not angry with you." He looked at Zhu Ye's almost perfect face, pursed his lips, and finally said softly: "Show me your dragon body, okay?"

God Zhuye...

"Sure! Of course! Good!"