When God Is My Ex-Husband Today [Rebirth]

Fu Song looked at Zhu Ye's pensive look, pursed his lips and smiled, but didn't reply him, and flew towards the direction of Hades.

Zhu Ye pursed his lips, quickly followed, turned around Fu Song, and then said: "Dang Ling just said that Ye He ignored him a while ago, and now Ye He has probably arrived at Fuqiong Islet, Dong Ling Hurry up too, let's go to the underworld now, but we can't find anyone."

Fu Song thought about it for a while, then stopped, and said, "Do you know the location of Fuqiong Islet?"

"I've been there a few times before." Zhu Ye thought for a while, "Fuqiongyu is located on the East China Sea, and it's not within the realm of the 33rd Heaven. Just do it."

"Then you lead the way." Fu Song waved away the clouds under his feet, and then stepped up to the golden radiant clouds under Zhu Ye's feet.

Zhu Ye nodded, quietly took Fu Song's hand, shook it twice, and then drove the clouds forward.

The outside world's records on Fuqiongyu, in fact, have only a few isolated copies left.

Ever since Yehe emerged in ancient times, the entire Fuqiong Islet lost its only owner. After Dong Ling left Fuqiong Islet, Fuqiong Islet was completely closed and no longer existed in the world.

The Dragon Lord of the East China Sea spent his entire life in the East China Sea, but he was unable to find the legendary island with the holy light that could rival the 33 layers of heavenly Hongmeng Temple.

"That's not an island." Zhu Ye smiled, and then walked to the left for a while, "It's clearly a city."

"The outside of Fuqiong Island is surrounded by many walls, and you can't see the inside at all from the outside." Zhu Ye sensed the wind direction, and felt that there was probably nothing wrong here, so he turned around and said to Fu Song, "Looking down from the 33rd heaven. , except for the misty blue sea, everything about Fuqiong Islet is unclear."

"Yehe's birth represents auspiciousness in the world. Anyone who sees the afterimage of Yehe will also be auspicious in his life. Therefore, at that time, there were many fairies and monsters who wanted to find Fuqiongyu."

"Shenjun Yehe and Tiannv Suxin are ancient gods." Fu Song blinked his eyes, "the origin is probably the same as that of the witch clan, but it is not very clear. I heard my father said that the original body of Lord Yehe is the same as that of Chaos Qinglian. They are inseparable. On Fuqiong Islet, is it similar to the Shenswood Forest?"

"No, it's not the same at all." Zhu Ye shook his head.

The godswood forest is like spring all the year round, full of colorful flowers, and vibrant green can be seen everywhere.

Even if the witch clan merged and disappeared thousands of years ago, the original plants with the glory of the godswood forest will not live or die.

Even if there is only the last seedling, it is impossible for the godswood to die out.

Fu Song was even more curious now.

No matter how he imagined it, Fuqiongyu was probably determined in his heart, and it would probably be a green dress full of vitality, which would make people feel happy at a glance.

But when I think of Lord Yehe, I feel that it seems a bit out of place with that piece of green.

"Here we are." Zhu Ye finally heaved a sigh of relief and stayed above a piece of sea area.

They are still far away from the sea surface at this moment, looking around, there is not even a shadow on the dark blue sea surface, and the occasional breeze brings the slightest ripples, and there is no sign of being blocked.

Fu Song followed behind Zhu Ye, and saw that he didn't just press it twice, a wave suddenly appeared from the air, and then it was like something opened, and Zhu Ye brought him in.

Looking around, everything is white.

Probably no words can describe Fu Song's admiration and shock in his heart at this moment.

Probably just like what Zhu Ye said, this is a country that is completely outside the Three Realms.

There is a blue sky above, and an ocean below. Under the clouds, there are many elves dancing in the clouds. It seems that no human beings have set foot on the ground for a long time. Go all green.

"Fuqiongyu is a kingdom that grew on the body of the sky-swallowing whale." Zhu Ye took his hand, and was not afraid of those around him at all, and the little goblins who wobbled along behind them didn't know what they wanted to do. Ignoring it, he introduced: "The Sky-Swallowing Whale has a self-generated barrier and is a body. This race has been extinct for a long time. Fuqiongyu is the only remaining ancient beast in the Three Realms that still has a good body."

"So that's how it is." Fu Song sighed, "There is no trace of death or undead breath in this whole place. It's really hard to imagine that such a beautiful place was formed on the corpse of the Sky Swallowing Whale."

"It seems like ten thousand years ago, Yehe made a wish for the Sky Swallowing Whale." Zhu Ye rubbed his chin, "What exactly is it, in this world, except for Yehe, I am afraid no one knows."

"I'm afraid it's the unfulfilled wish of that whale." Fu Song sighed, feeling inexplicably sad.

He had heard from Zhu Ye before that the Sky-Swallowing Whale lives in groups. At that time, this Sky-Swallowing Whale was still a baby whale that had just been born. It appeared alone before the eyes of the world, and finally died in midair. The people who have not seen it.

"Who knows." Zhu Ye frowned, rubbed Fu Song's face, and said seriously: "A Song, don't act rashly."

Fu Song was taken aback.

"The Sky-Swallowing Whale was willing to die that day, and now you have moved the spirit to recall the remnant soul of his unfulfilled wish, which will only add more troubles to this world." Zhu Ye looked at Fu Song's confused face for a moment, He breathed softly, "I know you are Wu Song, but the matter of this sky-swallowing whale happened [-] years ago. At that time, there are only a small number of ethnic groups that can survive until now, so we can't force it."

Fu Song blinked, shook his head, broke himself out of Zhu Ye's arms, and said with a smile: "It's just my demonic disease just now, and that idea just appeared so inexplicably, and I didn't realize it."

Only then did Zhu Ye nod his head and said: "Fuqiong Island only welcomed back its owner after tens of thousands of years, and all the creatures on the island are happy, Lingxi must not be able to control it..."

Fu Song's face suddenly changed, "It's broken!"

He turned his head to Fu Song and said, "Ah Song, you stay here, just play with these little monsters, don't run around, don't mess with Lingxi, wait for me to come back!"

Fu Song blinked, then nodded and agreed.

Zhu Ye took two quick steps, then came back, and quickly explained to Fu Song, "Your self-control is so deep that it has been affected to this extent by this consonance. Fuqiong Island is the place where bones are buried day and night. Ling went completely crazy after that day."

"He completely destroyed Fuqiongyu, and dug a grave in the center of the city. It was Yehe's tomb." Zhu Ye looked to the right with a sullen face: "You should remember that in the records in Shangshu Pavilion, According to the records of Fuqiongyu, only the tomb remains."

"...I remember." Fu Song said awkwardly: "There are many records about Fuqiong Islet, but the only thing that remains the same is the only tomb that exists quietly in that ever-changing place. For thousands of years, the moss It's covered with tombstones..." What Fu Song said were some poems about Fuqiong Islet written by the celestial officials in the celestial realm.

"Yehe and Dongling are alone together," Zhu Ye said expressionlessly, and his clothes changed into battle robes, "Yehe Shenjun was injured just right, Dongling just went crazy and fed him with his own blood a few days ago." I don't know how long it took him, and then he was affected by the consonance of Fuqiongyu..."

Fu Song's face was calm, "This matter hasn't happened yet, don't think so badly..."

Even though he said so, he still had no idea in his heart, Fu Song frowned, seeing that Zhu Ye was still struggling, he simply grabbed his hand, and based on his own feeling, the fluctuation towards the consonance was the strongest That place rushed over.

On the way, Fu Song frowned and said, "You should trust Dong Ling more. He has waited for the Lord Yehe for so long. Even if he goes crazy again, he will never let the tragedy of thousands of years ago repeat itself."

"If it happens again..." Fu Song pursed his lips and said, "Let's not talk about whether Lord Yehe will survive again, I'm afraid Dongling himself will not be able to bear it."

Zhu Ye had a sullen face and didn't speak, but just went faster.

A long roar came from not far away, making Zhuye's face even darker. Seeing this, Fu Song simply asked Zhu Ye to walk at full speed, while he took out Wu Song's staff and laid down some defenses along the road. enchantment.