The white clouds were scattered above the blue sky, in a large mansion, the god was dressed in yellow clothes, with a half-cut gold mask, and his hands behind his back, walking slowly in the garden, very leisurely, but suddenly stopped, sighed softly, and shook his head slowly.

The god of flowers, who followed closely behind the gods, had red lips and eyebrows, red clothes like fire, and his skirt moved lightly, revealing the bewitching curves.

The god of heaven turned his head, his eyes under the half-cut golden mask, stared at the god of flowers with low eyebrows, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and said with a smile: "I'm not sighing, I'm just sighing." ”

The god of flowers looked at the god of heaven and asked thoughtfully, "Emotion?"

The god smiled at the god of flowers, then turned around, continued to take a leisurely step, walked forward slowly, shook his head and sighed: "The hero is sad to pass the beauty pass." ”

Puzzled, the god of flowers asked, "What did the god say?"

The god of heaven took a deep breath, smiled contemptuously at the corner of his mouth, and then said: "Ding Ling tribe, Da Xi is in the first line, Da Xi Luoxue is known as the snow fairy, beautiful as a fairy, and is named the snow concubine by the current saint, and our Xuanmen master, although he is wise, cannot escape the cage of fate after all." ”

The god of flowers had also heard of it, and said with a slight frown: "Please also ask the gods to teach you." ”

"The story of Concubine Xue, you only know one thing, but you don't know the other. Or maybe few people know about the second. The god said in a deep voice, and then smiled slightly: "Actually, the matter of Concubine Xue is not a natural disaster, but a man-made disaster. ”

The god of flowers looked at the god of heaven puzzled, and guessed confusedly: "Man-made disaster? Could it be the master of the Xuanmen Gate?"

The god nodded and explained: "Back then, the master of the Xuanmen Gate had a soft spot for falling snow, and the so-called natural disaster of the Snow Concubine was actually the work of the master of the Xuanmen Gate, so the real enemy of the falling snow was not the current saint at all, but his Xuanmen master." ”

Although the god of flowers doesn't know much about these things, he has heard some gossip about the master of the Xuanmen Gate and the falling snow, but what the god of heaven said, it made the god of flowers stunned, frowned brightly, and said with a little surprise: "This... Since the gods know about this, why don't they use this to win over the falling snow? Moreover, if the gods tell the saints about this, then why worry that the Xuanmen Gate will not be destroyed? If the Xuanmen is destroyed, then who in the rivers and lakes can compete with me in the heavens?"

"Do you know why we exist?" the god asked, then stopped, turned to look at the god of flowers, smiled slightly, and explained amicably: " The art of the emperor, the way of balance, is the unchanging truth since ancient times, it is precisely because of the existence of the Xuanmen, so there will be in the sky, although our saint is a generation of Ming Jun, but will never let the rivers and lakes out of his control, let alone let the family dominate, if I tell him about this, I am afraid that the consequences will be unimaginable, and when the time comes, it will hinder the royal face, and in order to avoid someone threatening the royal rights and interests, he will inevitably wipe out the Xuanmen, and even the sky will cease to exist. As for the master of the Xuanmen Gate... That old thing is a good opponent, and I think my life would be very boring without him. ”

This reminder, the god of flowers naturally understood, and said with a smile: "The gods of heaven are wise, and the gods of flowers are short-sighted, and it is really difficult to reach the gods in case." ”

The god smiled, walked towards the pavilion, and explained: "It's not that you are short-sighted, but the place where you stand is different, so you think differently, this person, who you can play chess with, it is destined to be what kind of person you are, only if you win the game in front of you, you are qualified to challenge the next game, desire and challenge are always endless, from the beginning of the first game, there will never be a way out, no matter how much you win in your life, maybe you will lose to yourself after all, lose to the victory you think, who has ever been a real winner?" But they're all pitiful. ”

While talking, the two came to the pavilion, and the god of flowers was also smart, nodding in thought, as if he had an understanding.

The god lifted his yellow robe slightly, sat down on the stone bench in the pavilion, turned over the two teacups on the stone table, picked up the teapot, and poured two cups of tea.

Although there was no one in the pavilion to serve him, the tea was warm, and it seemed that he had just been replaced, and the god took a sip of the teacup, then put down the teacup, looked at the flower god who was sitting down, and asked, "Recently, how is the matter in Longzhen City, but what is the news?"

The god of flowers just took a sip of tea, put down the teacup, and replied: "The dragon god has temporarily calmed down the frost and snow in accordance with the request of the god of heaven, and the god doesn't have to worry, everything should be under the control of the god of dragons." ”

The god shook his head slightly, and then sighed, "Don't worry? Haha, you are a loyal person when you are a dragon god?"

The god of flowers looked at the gods in a little surprise, and then analyzed: "The dragon god is usually silent, and he is also obedient to the gods, and it looks really good, even if there are some problems, it shouldn't be big." ”

The god of heaven glanced at the god of flowers, his soft gaze, flashing a trace of ruthlessness, and then explained: "The trend of the rivers and lakes and the trend of the world are quite familiar, they are all together for a long time, and they must be together for a long time. After all, they have already won a big game of chess in their lives and want to play a bigger game, so I can understand this. ”

The god of flowers was startled, quickly got up and knelt down, and said in horror: "The gods of heaven are clear, and the gods of flowers have no such intentions. ”

The god smiled, stretched out his hand to help the god of flowers, and said with a calm smile: "If you have this heart, then I, the god, am not too pitiful?"

With the help of the gods, the god of flowers got up and sat down, frowned at the gods, and asked puzzledly: "That... Why did the gods give the frost and snow to the dragon gods?"

The god sneered, and then explained: "The heart is not here, it's useless to keep it, now that the chess game has been opened, those who should make a move have begun to have a plan, and we naturally can't lag behind, I have raised them for so long, even if it should be cleaned up, it must be used to use his value." Since the dragon god wants to play chess, then I will give him this opportunity to see how capable he is and how much storm he can set off, so that he can show his ambitions and fulfill his wishes. As for the frost and snow, the thing itself is useless, it is just a broken stone, only such a fool will rob it, not to mention that they don't have fog and rain, even if they have fog and rain, they can't know the secret at all. ”

The god of flowers understood what the god meant, nodded and said, "I must keep an eye on the dragon god for the god." ”

The god smiled faintly and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.