When God Is My Ex-Husband Today [Rebirth]

The main hall where Xianxu lives is located halfway up the mountain.

Most of the mountains on Zhaoyao are covered with lost valley trees, and you can vaguely see three or two small monsters with human faces and small monsters that cannot transform into groups.

But in the palace on the hillside, in front of the main hall, there is a stone statue of Nuwa, the prehistoric protoss.

Although Nuwa is the mother of the human race, but in the snake clan, there is an inexplicable feeling. Liu Su doesn't understand this feeling, but just vaguely feels that Nuwa is also from the ancient demon clan. More or less, they all have the blood of snakes.

It's just that the stone statue of Nuwa has collapsed at this moment, with cracks on it, and the clean bottle held in the left hand of the stone statue is also broken, leaving only the upper part, which looks crumbling.

The palace door opened wide on the hour, and the little white snake behind him raised the tip of its tail nervously, looking at a man in a yellow robe walking out of the palace.

Little White Snake's eyes were filled with tears, looking at the person walking slowly, he said in a low voice, "Uncle Jing..."

"Young Master Xun." The man named Jing saluted Xian Xun respectfully, but the little white snake shrank back quickly in fright, and hid behind Liusu with only a big head left. looking at him.

Liu Su took a step forward, and said with a smile, "I just want to get back Xianxu's bones, to make a show of the change of owner on the mountain. I don't have many intentions."

Jing obviously breathed a sigh of relief, and then with a smile on his face, he pondered for a while, and said hesitantly: "I'm afraid it's difficult, the mountain master died because of the five declines of heaven and man, and before he died, he set up a three-element formation around him. It’s really impossible to get in.”

Liu Su didn't reply anymore, and took the little white snake's hand into the front hall.

The front hall has been struck by lightning and there are cracks everywhere. Xianxu's favorite shiny gemstones may also be due to the fact that the Dragon Clan loves these. Therefore, light spots can be seen everywhere.

But now, those jewels, the treasures searched by Xianxu from all over the world, all turned into fly ash under the thunder.

Liu Su saw the ten-meter-long white snake crouching on the throne in the front hall, holding Xian Xun's hand, and walked forward.

Xianxu is a little monster he raised by his side a hundred years ago, and Li Ye should also know about it.

At the beginning, I treated Xianxu very well. Xianxu had a high level of understanding, and he was too lonely in the Wu clan. Having such a pet made him spend all his good things on Xianxu's body.

Therefore, Xianxu knows more or less some things that are not considered secret in the Wu clan.

Some time ago, the Wu Clan suffered a catastrophe, and Xianxu hung up the mourning sails after returning to Zhaoyao Mountain, and he didn't even take care of his own death, which shows how he treats himself.

It's just that it's ostentatious to do so, Li Ye didn't intend to let go of anything that has anything to do with him, Xian Xu's death is approaching, and Li Ye, as the current emperor of heaven, naturally can find opportunities to strike everywhere.

"No matter what, I owe you this." Liusu sighed secretly, stretched out his hand and broke the hair left by Xianxu, stepped forward and put his bones into the Qiankun bag, and handed it to Xianxun Keep it safe.

"When you arrive on Fusang Island, let's bury your father." Liusu looked gentle, and looked back through the outside of the palace to look at the desolate Zhaoyao Mountain that was no longer bustling after the lightning strike, and led Xianxun hand, and never looked back.

Although Xianxun is a half-dragon, Xihai can be regarded as his hometown, and the dragon breath on his body comes from the most beloved little princess in Xihai. Therefore, it is easy for Liusu to find a camel man on the coast A mysterious turtle that travels thousands of miles a day at sea.

The sea is the most dangerous, and with the thunder hitting Zhaoyao Mountain directly, the sea is even more weird. Layers of dark clouds break through the sky, as if pressing on a person's heart, almost breathless.

In this heavy environment, Xian Xun tightly hugged the Qian Kun bag in his arms, as if he was about to hug his most precious thing, and was careful not to fall into the water.

"Even if the Qiankun bag is lost, it will automatically find its way back, so you don't have to worry about losing it." Liu Su said, looking at Xian Xun's faded tail.

Xian Xun pursed his lips, his face was already dry and peeled, looking at the water under the black turtle, he couldn't restrain his instinctive desire, wrapped the Qiankun bag around his neck, and hugged it carefully with both hands, Only then did it reach the place where the black turtle was trampled on, and dipped its tail into the water.

Dragons can live away from water, and snakes do not belong to water, so naturally they have no dependence, but dragon-snake hybrids must be soaked in water for more than two hours a day, otherwise cracks will appear on their bodies. Not good, if it is sunny again, I am afraid that after being exposed to the scorching sun for a few hours, my life will be gone.

Just thinking about it at this time, it began to drizzle in the sky, but there was no trace of wind and waves.

Liu Su raised his head, and could vaguely see some cyan shadows circling and circling in the sea of ​​clouds tumbling in the sky above, and the giant three-clawed (zhao) claws occasionally exposed through the clouds also showed his identity.

It seems that the Dragon King of the West Sea really cared about his only grandson.

The rain that hit the body has the smell of water spirits in the deepest part of the coast. Everyone knows that water spirits are the most important part of a sea, and the amount that can be accumulated every year is no more than a bucket. Although the body of the little white snake looks It's not very clear, but after this great change, the mind is absolutely different.

The Dragon King of the West Sea came forward directly because of his bad status, but he took advantage of Bu Yuyi to take the water essence from the bottom of the sea to take care of the child's body.

It's just that once this happens, Liu Su doesn't have to worry about any dangerous things on Fusang Island.

Fusang Island has no owner so far, but the Dragon King of the West Sea has not invaded it with excuses. It must have been a treasure that was intended to be given to Ao Zhen, but because the little princess fell in love with a snake in the mortal world, it has not been able to give it away so far.

It's just that by mistake, Liu Su, who has already been exiled, picked up a good deal.

"Thank you Dragon King." Liusu said softly, thanking him.There was a long roar in the sky, piercing the sky and hitting the eardrums, and then a dark blue shadow appeared in front of the black turtle, looking in the direction of Fusang Island in the middle of the sea.

Liusu got up from the back of the black turtle, walked to Xianxun who was still soaking in the tail of the black turtle, helped him by the head, picked him up, and pointed to the huge giant flying in the sea of ​​clouds in front of him. The figure said: "Xianxun, call me Grandpa."

Xiaoxian raised his head in a daze, followed the direction of Liusu's fingertips to look at the huge figure in the air, his mouth was half-opened, his eyes were slightly red, and finally, he put his hands in front of his mouth and called out grandpa.

There was another deep and long roar in the air, which seemed to be responding to Xianxun's call, and it seemed to be a dragon roaring naturally under the joy of a dragon flying over the sea.

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When he was about to approach Fusang Island, Liu Su even thought that he had returned to the sacred tree forest where the Wu people had lived for generations.

There are luxuriant herbs, spiritual stones everywhere, and all the animals contained there are born with spirituality, which can be described as a blessed place.

In the morning, there are quite a few spirits who use dew to cleanse themselves, and they go out to pick the fragrant dew from the flowers and plants. If there is any pre-stored, they will definitely put it in front of their own door, even if the dew is enough for the spirit, it is not enough for him to moisten it. lip.

But it was just such an ordinary day before, but now, it can never go back.

It's early morning now, the sun's slight heat has not completely penetrated the clouds, and the little white snake is still sleeping curled up on the black turtle's back, sliding down a little from time to time, and will consciously use two fat and short The arm and the delicate little tail grabbed the rough back of the black turtle and climbed up. The Dragon King of the West Sea who had led the way before had disappeared without knowing it, and could never be found again.

Xuangui camel them to the shore, and then it became the size of a small boat, allowing Liusu and Xianxun on their backs to slide down.

Xianxun carefully held the Qiankun bag in his arms, and slid it down following Liusu's steps.

Xuangui let out a muffled cry, a small conch was formed at the tip of his head, and he lowered his head and handed it to Liusu.

Liu Su reached out to take it, couldn't help but smiled and touched the head of the young little black turtle, and touched in his Qiankun bag, and sure enough, he found some delicious dried fish.

The fish is made of sword-eye fish from the deep sea. The caste is cruel, but he has not enlightened his wisdom. When he was still in the Wu clan, the elder Wu Ya and even the other four elders loved the small fish he made with his own hands. Dry.

"It's cheaper for you now." Liu Su squinted her eyes and smiled happily. Even though Elder Wu Ya died, he survived after all.

Xuangui rubbed Liusu's palm affectionately, but he was not greedy, and immediately returned to the surface of the sea happily following the sound of the morning water, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

The flesh and blood of tens of thousands of people in the Wu Clan was exchanged for his rebirth. This kind of kindness, he will never forget it forever.

He himself is Wu Song of the Wu Clan, and it was his fault for the tribe to cause such a situation for him.If the prosperity of the Wu Clan cannot be restored in the past, this Wu Song will be truly humiliated.

But now, the premise of everything is that he can survive and follow the Supreme Book to find the truly qualified emperor of this generation...that is, when he was young, he used to guard him for 300 years at the edge of the Bitter Cold Cliff. , the little silver dragon with a tall bun, a plump face, and a lotus pattern on a silver background, who gave him the chance to send the message of Wu Song's birth to the elder Wu Ya.

The Wu Clan was born as a humanoid baby. He didn't remember how he was born, but he remembered that it was extremely cold on the edge of the bitter cold cliff where he was born. When the cold reached the bone marrow, he almost passed out.

Wu Song has memories from the moment he opens his eyes, so Liu Su clearly remembers how hard he tried to turn himself into a child from the silver lotus among the black and white two-colored lotus flowers beside him when he was born. Holding him in his arms, it seemed that he was afraid of dying.

On that day, he didn't last until Elder Wu Ya came over, and he passed out from the cold. In a daze, he only felt that he was in a furnace, comfortable as if he had entered a swaddling baby. baby.

But after that, he opened his eyes again, and what he saw was Elder Wu Ya.

After that, he hadn't been out of the Godswood Forest for thousands of years, and all visitors were rejected in the territory of the Wu Clan. During that time, he couldn't see the child who saved him, and what happened.

"Your Majesty." The little white snake suddenly uttered, interrupting Liu Su's memories.

Liu Su looked over with a smile, and saw that the two of them had reached the center of the island without knowing it. The small hut built by Xian Xu and Ao Zhen stood in front of them. The chairs also have traces of polishing, which shows that they are indeed plain and warm.

"Go." There was a peach blossom tree in front of the hut, and there was a grave mound under the tree. There was a simple wooden sign in front of it, but no words were engraved on it.

Xian Xun has never seen his mother with his own eyes, not even Liu Su. How did the little princess of the West Sea, who was so famous that she almost made all the gods step on the threshold, be unconscious by her family? Xin's pet was kidnapped.

Xian Xun respectfully kowtowed three times in front of the grave, and then carefully opened the Qian Kun bag in his bosom, Xian Xu appeared on the ground with a calm face, no different from before, as if immersed in a sweet dream wake up like.

The tears that Xianxun had been holding back finally couldn't hold back, he supported himself with that soft and boneless white snake tail, and moved Xianxu's body aside with great effort, and then he used Liusu to find the one after searching for a long time. Take a small shovel and start digging a hole right next to his mother's grave.

Liu Su looked beside him for a while, then looked at Xian Xu, who seemed to be alive except for a little pale lips, but without a trace of consonance, finally shook her head slightly, and walked into the small thatched cottage.

There are quite a few small spirits on Fusang Island, but they are only afraid of the dragon's breath on Ao Zhen's body, so there are no living creatures within a hundred miles.

But this is good, it's much quieter, and it saves the mess left by those little monsters running around.

It's just that in this way, the child Xianxun is a bit boring after all.

Liu Su thought for a while, found a few stacks of thick papers under the bookshelf, asked Xianxu to come over and grind the ink, and after he was dizzy with the pen, he wrote while saying: "Now I will give you the cultivation method of the snake clan, You are different from your father, wanting to be a dragon is easier than a snake clan, but it is also much more dangerous."

Xian Xun nodded obediently, and turned his head sideways beside Liu Su to watch him write neat and unique handwriting stroke by stroke.

After writing a scripture for two full days, the little white snake fell asleep tiredly, but was reluctant to leave Liusu, so he curled up in a ball and dozed off on the table.

After Liu Su handed over the scriptures to him, he began to get busy setting up some defensive formations near the hut.

The only way he knows to change his face without being noticed by others is to re-solidify his soul.

The process of the period is not enough compared to the pain of cutting skin and bone in the 500th floor of purgatory, but it also causes the hell fire that can burn everything to burn your soul, from the outside to the inside, and then fills up everything. The rest of the world makes a new body for itself...repeating and repeating, it will take a total of [-] years.

Liu Su didn't know how much this piercing pain could make people want to die, but before the source of all this, he had to do so.

No one is willing to take the initiative to accept this punishment that is comparable to purgatory. In order to kill him and prevent him from approaching the orthodox emperor again, Li Ye refuses to let him go down even the 33th floor of purgatory. However, it is even more a joke to want to rebirth the Wu Clan, and Di Ye, who originally belonged to the orthodox [-]rd heaven.

Liu Su handed the brocade bag containing the silver lotus to Xian Xun, patted his head, and brought him to Fusang Island.

Standing by the side of the island was a man in Tsing Yi, with long black hair, reflecting a little bit of green light in the sunlight, he looked at Liu Su with complicated expressions, finally saw Xian Xun who was following him, sighed, and said no more.

"Dragon King of the West Sea, are you alright?" Liu Su nodded slightly, and looked like a child, but Ao Qing did not neglect at all, bowed and took two steps back, and said: "Ao Qing is fine, thank you Wu Song Take care of your grandson, at this moment..."

Liu Su pushed the ignorant Xian Xun a step forward, handed the paper that he had prepared in his arms to Ao Qing, and said with a smile: "I had a peek at the destiny before, and the child Xian Xun can't live beyond three hundred years, now I want to retreat and rebuild, and I don't care about him."

"Ao Qing voluntarily sacrificed half of his body in exchange for this child's long life." Ao Qing had a stern face, and turned his face slightly, as if he wanted to look through Liusu to the tomb where Ao Zhen was buried in the center.

Liu Su shook his head, and pushed Xian Xun, who seemed to have realized something, a step forward, and said, "I use ten drops of Wu Song's blood essence, and your Excellency uses the body of a dragon as the sound of the ancient Buddha to prop up the entire Heaven of Four Truths for 500 years. The price is for this child to have the opportunity to listen to scriptures under the seat of the ancient Buddha Zhengyin."

A hundred years later, even if this child is not a disciple of the ancient Buddha Zhengyin, and the ancient Buddha Zhengyin upholds the compassionate heart of the Buddhist family, it is absolutely impossible to watch him die because of the shackles of blood.

Ao Qing was silent for a moment, and made a big gift to Liu Su, then said no more, hugged the tearful Xian Xun in his arms, tightly squeezed the sealed note in his hand, and retrieved it in mid-air, He solemnly said: "Even if Ao Qing pours out the entire West Sea, as long as he can keep Ah Zhen's young son alive, I wish to obey Wu Song forever.

Liu Su smiled and didn't say much, until Ao Qing was no longer seen in the sky, he returned to the small hut in the center of the island alone with the afterglow of the setting sun.

He was the only one left on the stone table, Xianxun was precocious, he had been cooking meals for two days by himself, and now he was taken away by Ao Qing, but there were still two plates of freshly picked fruits and vegetables on the table.

Liu Su picked up a green fruit with crooked eyebrows, held it in his hand, but didn't eat it.

Put the fruit back into the white jade plate, then got off the stone chair, and placed the plates in front of two graves, one new and one old, but neither had engraved characters.

He swept away the peach blossom petals that had fallen in front of Xianxu's grave, and twirled one piece on his fingertips. After a long while, he sighed, "Without that child's crying in the middle of the night, and the noise of asking questions during the day... this huge one After all, the island is a bit lonely."

The peach blossom tree swayed slightly with the wind, and the petals fluttered down with the majestic wind, sprinkled on Liu Su's shoulders, as if responding to his words.

Liu Su smiled, dropped the petals in her hand, stepped into the hut, took a last look at the clear and green sky outside, and finally closed the door slowly.

The author has something to say: By the way, father is called Father Jun, so what is the name of grandpa... You can't call him Grandpa.

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Hold your face and cry, little angels don't like to take...so much QAQ