I hadn't thought about entering his dreams before, but now that I've been there, it's not bad to see his past and present lives.

I cleared the fog of my dreams, and there was a blue spring in front of me, surrounded by snow.

I looked around curiously and accidentally stepped on a delicate mirror. Bending down to pick it up, through the mirror, I saw the feminine man standing behind me.

Just looking at his eyes, which are more beautiful than Biquan, it is difficult to distinguish between male and female. As for what he looked like, I didn't pay attention to it, but I only remembered these peerless eyes.

"Who are you?" he snatched the mirror from my hand, his chubby hand brushing his blonde hair.

It's also strange to say, he has a thin figure, narrow shoulders and a narrow waist, and his only hands are very fat, and he looks quite affinable. And his timbre is also feminine, and if you don't listen carefully, you think it's a boudoir lady who is whispering.

But his temper was not as soft as his appearance. Seeing that I didn't answer, he had already put his fat little hand on my neck and tightened it hard, "Whoever trespasses into my dream, die!"

"Tsk, it's not friendly at all!" I wasn't annoyed by his actions, and if I was in danger, I could save myself by crushing my dreams.

Seeing that I didn't have the slightest fear, he couldn't help but look at me carefully, he sniffed the breath on my body, and exclaimed, "It's a bastard!"

"You!" I scrambled up in anger, pushed my knees up, and slammed into his crotch, "No man, no woman!

He snorted in pain, hunched over tears and "You scold me!" ”

I pulled his yellow hair and yelled at him, "Why do you say I'm a mongrel?"

"You're an Illusion Fairy, but your blood isn't pure enough, and you're not exactly a Fairy, isn't this a mongrel?"

I kicked him in the ass and cursed, "What the hell! If I hear you call me a bastard, I'll castrate you and eat you with vinegar!"

He tightened his legs and looked at me aggrievedly, "Don't move me, I'm not interested in you!"

If you say that you are good-looking, you are a hundred times more handsome than him, and if you talk about charming, you are drunk and charming, and you are more pleasing than her femininity.

I sneered disdainfully, "I don't have time to spend it with you." What I ask, you answer. ”

He nodded, tears still hanging from his face, and the fact that he loved to cry made him look more like a.

"Who are you?"

He sobbed and wiped his tears, calmed down, and showed a hint of smugness on his face, "I am the Weak Water Guardian Spirit. ”

I slandered in my heart, it turns out that not all gods are so powerful, just like the weak water in front of me, the ability is weak, no matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like a serious god.

"Then do you know what the water monster that haunted the bottom of the river last night is sacred?"

"I've been sleeping at the bottom of the river for a long time, and I have no memory of what happened before today. ”

I was full of black lines, and I asked relentlessly, "Why does it happen that when I touch weak water, weak water will produce water lotus?"

After being shocked, Shui Shui laughed loudly, "Shui Lian, there is nowhere to find it when you step on the iron shoes, you actually sent it to the door yourself!"

I looked at him almost insanely, confused. Shouldn't it be that you have slept for a long time and your brain is not good, right?

He was excited, put his hands on my shoulders and pouted towards my cheeks.

I slapped him away, and his slightly thick lips were greased, and he looked more like a woman after pursing his mouth.

I stepped on his chest and asked sharply, "Tell me the truth about the water lotus!"

He clutched his chest and coughed violently, and said intermittently, "The last Weak Water Guardian Spirit was the Lord of Ten Thousand Waters, that is, the Water God. After his fall, the weak water has no owner, and I accidentally passed by the weak water river, and unfortunately became the new guardian saint. ”

The god of water!

There is less and less water in the Six Realms, and the cause is the fall of the water god.

Chang'e has loved for many years and is the god of water.

And the patron saint of weak water is actually also the god of water!

I've never met him, but he seems to have been running through my life, like a thread buried in the shadows, leading me to peel back the cocoon.

Weak Water quietly removed my legs, stood up and patted the dust on his chest and said, "Weak water produces water lotus because Weak Water recognizes the Lord." Now that you're the new master of the weak waters, I can leave here and wander around. ”

I vaguely grasped the truth, took him by the shoulder, and asked, "How long have you slept here?"

He pondered for a moment, "I don't know how to calculate the calendar of the fairy world, but I only know that I ascended to become a god in the second and third year of the mortal heavenly dynasty, and it was also in that year that I unfortunately became the lord of weak water. ”

In the third year of the Celestial Empire, Xiao Zhuo was born, his father and mother died, and the water god also fell in the same year...

Thinking about my talent, in addition to the dream-making technique from the illusion, the rain summoning technique, the lightning channeling technique, the blood drop to break the ancient demon array, the blood to subdue the ancient beasts, and the blood to lead the weak water to recognize the master, all of these are pointing to the same fact.

There must be some kind of opportunity between me and the water god, and he is most likely the father of me and Xiao Zhuo.

I was very excited to finally learn the identity of my father, but I was also a little worried, afraid that all this was just a misunderstanding.

Crushing the dream of the weak water, my hand slipped and failed to grab his foot, and I fell straight from the ten-zhang high column of water.

Unexpectedly, the weak water also jumped down from the water column. While I used my spiritual power to protect myself, I glanced at him dancing wildly, scattered like dead leaves, drawing a smooth arc in the air.

Bang –

I fell heavily into the weak water, and the water splashed everywhere, producing huge water lotuses that bloomed one after another in the air.

And the weak water was not smashed into the water as I expected, but was caught steadily by the flying Rong Ji and fell into his arms.

I was picked up from the water by Aoyin, and I was extremely depressed when I looked at the jealousy of hugging and hugging the weak water, "You didn't let me come here, is it because you raised a delicate beauty at the bottom of the river?"

Rong Ji saw the appearance of the weak water clearly, raised his eyebrows in fright, and quickly threw him down.

He walked up to me, anxious to explain, "I thought I was catching you." ”

The weak water fell on the surface of the river, and his face was crimson. His body was as soft as a boneless, and he climbed all the way up along Rong Ji's legs, "Childe saved Shui Xiang, and Shui Xiang should promise himself." ”

Rong Ji tossed him aside, dismissive, "Get out." ”

Weak Shui's dislike of tolerance did not show sadness. Instead, the whole person curled up into a ball and rolled round and round on the water.

Rong Ji had a calm face, took my hand and walked towards the riverbank, "Why don't you listen to me?"

I hesitated, "I, I know you're worried about my safety, but I don't feel well if I don't figure things out. ”

"Have you figured it out?" Rong Ji closed his eyes, and a thin layer of sweat appeared in his palms.

"Tolerance, whatever the truth is, we can all face it together. What are you worried about?" I held his face and stood on tiptoe to kiss the tip of his nose, "Look at me! I'm the daughter of the water god, right?"

Rong Ji touched the tip of his nose, "Why does Ge'er always like to kiss the tip of my nose?"

I tilted my head, stretched out my hand to compare his height, and sighed, "I can't reach your forehead, so I have to kiss the tip of your nose!"

"Stupid, I can bend down and let you kiss me!" With that, he bent down and grabbed my lips and twisted them slowly.

I stepped on the instep of his foot, and finally found a comfortable position on my tiptoes, and relaxed my hands around his neck, responding to his deep, soft kiss.

Ao Yin covered his eyes with his claws, but his long tongue swung to and fro.

I opened my eyes, and I was instantly awake to my amber eyes.

Damn! I almost fell for the beautiful man trick of the taboo again.

I took two steps back, escaped from the confines of his hands, and asked him solemnly, "Am I the daughter of the water god?"

"You can tell you, but you must swear by my life that you will never do anything to hurt yourself. ”

I resolutely responded, isn't this nonsense! I am so desperate for my life, how can I do something that hurts myself?

If Rong Ji is in danger and needs my life to save him, I will not block his sword again like last time. I will fight side by side with him, from the poor to the Yellow Spring, and to die and live together.

Rong Ji finally gave in, pulled me ashore, and let me sit on his lap, "When you first set foot on the weak water river, where you passed, I faintly felt that there was some kind of opportunity between you and the water god. ”

"Then you were still laughing at me at the time!" I pinched his waist angrily.

"There are very few people in the Six Realms who can summon rain, and the only one who can summon rain regardless of the will of heaven is you. Legend has it that the god of water, like you, gives birth to lotus step by step. But whether you are the daughter of the water god or not, I dare not say for sure. ”

"Really?" I was skeptical, "why didn't you tell me earlier?"

"The drought in the Six Realms is powerless to reverse, and now that the mortal world and the ghost world have been affected, there will be a day when the immortal world will also decline due to lack of water. Rong Ji frowned, very worried, "Doumu Yuanjun's wordless heavenly book instructs that only by sacrificing the water god's heirs and letting the water god spirit spread the Six Realms can the Six Realms come back to life. ”

Sacrifice the descendants of the water god to save the Six Realms?

I grabbed Rong Ji's arm and pleaded, "If Xiao Zhuo's biological father and I are really water gods, and things have reached the point of no return, we must sacrifice something, don't sacrifice Xiao Zhuo, just come." ”

Rong Ji's face was gloomy to the extreme, "You just swore with my life that you would never do anything to hurt yourself, and now you want to sacrifice yourself?"

"But, I can't watch Xiao Zhuo die!"

Although Xiao Zhuo is not out of the illusion, he is kind by nature, if he knows his life and can save the common people, he will definitely sacrifice himself without hesitation.

Rong Ji put his arms around me, his hands tightened tighter and tighter.

After a long while, he added, "The primordial spirit of the gods, only one inheritor can inherit it, and there should be no water god primordial spirit in Xiao Zhuo's body." ”

I breathed a sigh of relief and pecked my eyes lightly, "I promise you that I will never hurt myself easily." Doumu Yuan is admired by thousands of people as the mother goddess, but who can guarantee that she will not make mistakes every time? ”

I just hoped that my biological father would be the god of water, but now I am afraid that I am really from the god of water.

After all, I'm very afraid of dying, and I don't want to put myself on the cusp because I can't choose my own life experience.

Rong Ji didn't know whether he was comforting himself or me, and muttered to himself, "Or perhaps, there is no successor to the water god at all!"

Ao Yin listened quietly for a while, and then interjected, "The water god likes to travel all over the world, and I have never seen it. But the water god is the host of the candlelight, it must have seen it, whether he has a successor or not, the candlelight must be clear. ”

"That's all there is to it!"

Just as he was about to stand up, the weak water channel that had been rolling in the weak water river for many times suddenly flew to the shore and smashed on the reef on the shore, and his head was bleeding.

"Childe, save me—" he groaned in pain, and the fat little chubby hands stretched out in the direction of Rong Ji.

I only felt a bad chill, and it was too mad for the weak water to pretend to be weak.

Rong Ji took me by the hand, strode away, and carefully instructed, "If you see him in the future, stay away." ”

I nodded in agreement, but unfortunately I didn't expect to be a madman with these touching green eyes.

Seeing that Rong Ji and I ignored him, Weak Water Tucked in front of us, "Listen to me first, or you will regret it." ”

The way he looks, it looks funny. Blood oozed from his forehead, and his face was scarlet. But his expression was a little serious, and I thought that maybe he really had something important to say, so I stopped and waited for him to speak.

"The Lord of Weak Water has extremely strong healing powers, and as long as I move my fingers, the wound on my forehead can heal on its own. If you keep me with you, I will heal all the wounds, big and small, in the future!" he said, poking his finger into the wound in the corner of his forehead.

However, I stared at it for a long time, and instead of healing the wound on his forehead, the blood flowed more rapidly because of the agitation of his fingers.

"Ah...... Pain!" he realized until the bright red blood flowed down his nose bone into his mouth that he jumped to his feet and exclaimed.

"What about healing on its own?" I ran out of patience and impatiently pushed him away.

Accidentally touched the corner of his bleeding forehead, and the unthinkable happened.

The blood stains on his face quickly returned, and the wound on his forehead was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye, and in an instant, he returned to his original appearance.

I looked at my hand in disbelief, slapped it twice on the cheek of the weak water, and looked at Rongji with joy, "I have inherited the healing power of the Lord of the weak water!"

Rong Ji quietly took my hand that fell on the face of the weak water and put it on his lips and kissed it lightly, "Very good, in the future, you don't have to worry about hurting you if you don't control your strength well!"

......

My face was crimson, angry and annoyed, he was not quite thin-skinned on weekdays? Why is he so presumptuous in front of outsiders now? Could it be that in response to Qinghui's words, the taboo after marriage will only become more and more brazen?

The weak water was extremely depressed, and he pointed his orchid finger at the tip of my nose, "Why did you rob me of my healing ability and snatch my beloved man!"

Rong Ji kicked him out of the way, swept his indifferent eyes lightly over him, and said coldly, "My woman, why are you accusing and abused?"

Ao Yin also ran forward, kicked on the weak water and roared angrily, "My master, why should you accuse me of abuse?"

The weak water has lost his powerful healing ability, and he can't lift it in his hands or carry it on his shoulders, which is no different from a mortal.

He sobbed, quickly saw the situation, crawled to my feet, and slowly stood up, "Take me back, and I'll tell you what happened to the weak water river last night." ”

"Good. ”

I readily complied, though he might have just made up an excuse to sneak in and try the world. But for whatever reason, it's safest to keep the hidden danger right under your nose.

After returning and trying the world, Rong Ji locked himself in the study to deal with government affairs. He seemed to be relieved to put me and Weak Water Shui together because Weak Shui Shui Shui was too feminine, which weakened Rong Ji's defense.

I carried the flask and poured it on the three chicks, "Drink more, drink more, and don't pour it as soon as you drink like your father did." ”

Standing to the side, Weak Shui asked puzzled, "Are you sure they won't drown in the drink?"

I paused, quickly scooped the three chicks into my arms, wiped them clean, and "Look at my confusion, I forgot that they are still young!"

"Who did you just say is the father of these three chickens?" said Weak Water Squatting beside me, his chubby hand gently rubbing his big head.

I slapped his hand away and replied, "Rongji, my husband." ”

He smiled from ear to ear, sat on the ground with his stomach in his hand, poked the ground with one hand, pointed to my belly with the other and said, "Could it be that you can't give birth?"

"Get out of the way!" I poured his wine over the flask, catching a glimpse of the corner of my coat flashing at the end of the cloister.

I shoved the three chicks into the hands of the weak water suckers, stepped over the railing, and walked to the end of the corridor.

Rong Ji is happy and quiet, and there are few immortals in the whole world. And those immortals should have been selected by him, and it is unlikely that they will do such a sneaky thing. Could it be that someone has infiltrated and tried the world, paying attention to my every move?

I searched everywhere, but there was no sign of anyone suspicious. Just as I was about to turn back, a torn strip of white cloth hung from the bushes outside the cloister.

I picked up the strip of cloth and put it in front of my nose and sniffed it, a faint smell of fat powder lingering on the tip of my nose.

Could it be the Flower Fairy? But I immediately dismissed the idea. The Hundred Flowers Fairy is a smart person, and she will never strike easily if she is not completely sure that she can kill me with one blow.

Or is it the fairy Chang'e? She has been ungrounded, but it is possible that she is wandering around the fairy world.

"Don't think about it, the people who should come can't just come this time. "The weak water is holding three chicks and twisting his waist and walking.

"That's right, you don't look as stupid as you do!" I took from him and asked the weak water casually, "What happened at the bottom of the weak water river last night?"

"The human-headed mermaid body water monster sneaked in, and its ability was extraordinary, I could feel it, but I couldn't beat it, so I continued to pretend to be asleep. "The bottom of the river is too dark for me to see." But you can vaguely see the general outline of the water monster, which is rough and has swan-like shoulders and necks. Just looking at the shoulder and neck part, the lines are smooth and very charming. ”

When it comes to swan necks, I immediately think of Shen Bi. But Shen Bi is dead, does she still have accomplices?