I explained it to him in detail.

I consciously said it very sadly, telling the whole story of how bored I was when I was a child living in the Kunlun Mountains, and how I was now desolate and even more boring when I was kicked out of the house by God the Father and Mother God. I can't live this boring day anymore, and if I continue to be so boring, I'll just destroy the Jingyuan Sacrifice Heaven and Earth.

After all, I was really bitter in my heart, and I almost cried in the end.

Seeing that this Si Ming Xingjun's expression was moved, I secretly appreciated that he must be a good immortal with a lot of compassion and compassion, so I found the right time to explain my intentions: "That's why I want to borrow this life book with you to take a look, the story will not be." ”

"......" Si Ming seemed to be very speechless, his expression was entangled and helpless, and he seemed to look down on people, "God just wants to see the story?" ”

"That's right." Could it be that he still thinks that I am going to take care of so many things for him? Then wouldn't I be his subordinate in vain, and I can't take it, it's not much!

Si Ming's expression became more and more tangled, and he looked down on people in a helpless exclamation, and he nodded a little reluctantly: "Okay, God, please come with me......" Si Ming Xingjun led me to their office of the Southern Dipper Six Star Jun, and stuffed a thin booklet into me when no one was around, and told me to put it away and not let others see it.

This is not quite the same as the book of fate I imagined, I thought there would be half a bookcase so much, divided into years and batches, I didn't expect to open it to see that this is magical, you want to see whose fate just need to find the catalog, and then close the book, close your eyes and whisper the name.

Sure enough, it's a good thing. I happily returned to my Kunlun Mountain with this book of life, this time I didn't go out of the Nantian Gate, and I intended to leave a chic back of a white-clothed fluttering Ling Bo walking away from the clouds and fog for those heavenly soldiers.

I should be so chic on the Kunlun Mountain.

"God is back!" Descending from the clouds, I didn't have to think about it, and sure enough, it was this noisy bird spirit that greeted me. It's also a joke to say it, I haven't been far away for many years, I really can't find my way home in the clouds on this Kunlun Mountain, and I have to ask Qin Yuan to pick me up.

I presented him with this precious story, and showed off very wantonly and rampantly: "See? See? This is the book of life that governs the life of mortals, there are all kinds of strange love, hatred and hatred stories in the world, after reading one person and another, I can't read endlessly, ah, this baby, the more I look at it, the more I love it......"

I have the eyes of these ancient gods on my face, and my eyes are bright and good, and I have insight into the world as if I were watching fire. Just like now, I can clearly see Qin Yuan swallowing his saliva silently, and the longing look in his eyes as he looks at my fate.

"It's a pity, it's a pity, do I want to enjoy such a treasure alone? There are so many stories that no one can discuss and comment? Alas...... "I flipped through the pamphlet in my hand again, and shook it twice under Qin Yuan's nose in a fake way, "I finally got it from the Nine Heavenly Boss Xingjun, can't I just waste it......"

"God ......" Qin Yuan still couldn't help but speak, "I want to see it too, so let's borrow it from me!" ”

The bird that has no life is hooked like a small fish.

I was smug and said what I had been thinking about for hundreds of thousands of years: "Then you let me ride it." ”

"No way!" Qin Yuan's face turned green and green, black and yellow, and his rejection was extremely decisive. His face was a little more resolute and tragic, and he looked like he would rather die than give in.

Speaking of which, I've been thinking about this for hundreds of thousands of years. How many tens of thousands of years? I've lived for 500,000 years, and I've been thinking about it for almost 500,000 years.

More than 400,000 years ago, I was sitting at home, sitting on a small bench and dragging my head to look at the cloudless sky, when the third brother suddenly fell from the sky covered in blood and brought back a very good-looking bloodstained bird. The third brother said that the bird was the son of the phoenix, named Snow Owl (xiāo), who he met by chance on the top of Kunlun Mountain.

Here's the fact:

The wind and snow on Kunlun Mountain were extremely strong, and the third brother was unlucky and mistakenly broke into the territory of the snow owl in the heavy snow. Who would have thought that this bird was very unreasonable, and it appeared in its original form without saying a word, and the big wings went up and slapped my third brother in the face, no matter what 3721 was, he tried his best, and he had to fight with the third brother.

What is embarrassing is that he lost the fight and was dying.

The third brother's temper is not as good as the second brother, and it is impossible to swallow his anger when he is bullied, and the most unbearable thing for him is that he was slapped in the face. There is a rule that our brothers and sisters are fighting, no matter how much they fight, they are not allowed to slap their faces, so after so many years, the third brother has been beaten by us no matter how badly he has been, but no one dares to touch the face that he is very proud of. Now this Leng Buding was slapped in the face by a bird who didn't know where it came from, and the third brother's temper came up all of a sudden, and how many years of cultivation were all fought out, just to fight with him.

Losing the face of our whole family, the third brother was also beaten half to death by the snow owl, and finally put together the last bit of strength to "snap" and suddenly called out the bird face of the snow owl, knocking the bird unconscious, and he himself fainted.

It's just that my third brother woke up first, so how heroic and chic, effortlessly, and effortlessly, his subordinates defeated the surrendered snow owl as he said.

The version that the third brother told us is like this, and there are a lot of gorgeous and exaggerated movements and moves added to it, and we almost applauded when we heard it:

He met a bird on Kunlun Mountain, and he subdued the bird with a little mana, and then the bird surrendered to the third brother's martial character and talent, and was willing to bow down and volunteer to be his mount.

Father didn't say a word beside him, waved his hand to conjure up a water mirror, and the appearance of the third brother being slapped by a snow owl unfolded on the water mirror, unfolding in front of our brothers and sisters. The story of the third brother's encounter with the snow owl on this water mirror has been put on and on, until the third brother slapped the snow owl and fainted, and the third brother himself fainted at that scene.

Seeing that we saw the true face of the third brother, the father waved his hand, and the water mirror disappeared without a trace. The third brother's Taoism is too shallow compared to the father, and the father has already seen through his lies when he sits on the sidelines, and he really can't stand to see that a few of our younger siblings were coaxed into dismantling the stage.

At this time, several of our brothers and sisters applauded wildly, but not for the third brother to brag, but for the father's dismantling of the table is simply a stroke of genius.

But no matter how difficult it was, the third brother won after all. Qu Cai is indeed a little bent, but if he loses, he loses, and the snow owl is willing to be the third brother's mount.

On the spot, I laughed at the third brother's bragging, bragging, and bragging, and the fight was too ugly, too embarrassing, and too wretched. However, when the joke was over, I was left with envy, and I even wanted to cry a little.

The third brother actually found such a beautiful mount!

From the first time I saw this great bird coming down from the sky, I couldn't help myself. This bird is snow-white, shining silver in the sun, and a pair of golden slender eyes are looking around, which is really beautiful.

If I had a choice, I wouldn't want to be this silver snake, I would be this big bird.

I'm really looking at this bird with all my heart and eyes.

I've fantasized countless times that my real body is a silver serpent, silver and white. This snowy owl is also a white bird, silver and silver. What a picturesque scene it would be for the two of us to stand together! If I could be with him, how majestic and dashing it would be!

For the sake of the snow owl, I put down my face and begged the third brother to give me this bird. Unexpectedly, the third brother said that he refused to say anything, he was the best to me on weekdays, almost responsive, and now he was reluctant to give me this bird, and the two of them fought and sympathized with each other.

In those days, I didn't think about tea and dinner, I was sad all day long, when I saw the third brother, I thought of this beautiful bird, and when I thought of this beautiful bird, I washed my face with tears, and I was depressed.

My brother and sister couldn't bear it, and even the mother goddess spoke for me, and persuaded the third brother to lend me the bird to ride it once, so that I could have a good time. After repeated persuasion by several brothers and sisters, the third brother reluctantly agreed, and led me to the snow owl to explain his intentions.

Unexpectedly, the bird lying on my bed to recuperate from his injuries did not agree, and threatened that if I dared to ride him, he would stretch out his claws and break his bird's neck, and die directly here.

At that time, I was a little girl doll less than the third brother's chest, and I was so frightened by his fierce appearance that I cried, but the mother god took me away and coaxed me for a long time to coax me well.

The Mother Goddess told me that birds and birds would never be easy to be mounted, unless they were the kind of confidants with whom they had a good relationship, or who had the grace to save their lives. Moreover, the snowy owl is the biological son of the phoenix, and his heart is naturally much higher than that of ordinary birds, and he will not let me, a little girl, ride him.

I was sad for several days, until the snow owl recovered from his injuries and flew away, and then he barely stopped being depressed.

He flew away, and so did my heart.

However, I have never let go of this dream of having a mount, and I have always longed for a big bird that can take me into the sky.

However, I was unlucky, and my Taoism was shallow, and I didn't meet a bird that could make a good friendship with me for several years, and I didn't meet a bird that asked me to save his life, so I thought my dream of riding was just stranded.

But I suddenly had a flash of inspiration, isn't the Qin Yuan who guards the door at my door just a bird!

Rabbits don't eat the grass next to the nest, but why can't I bully the birds in front of my house as a snake?

I used both hard and soft measures, and asked Qin Yuan to ride it for me.

I didn't expect that Qin Yuan, who was chattering like an old lady on weekdays, was a little unyielding at this time, exactly the same as what the mother god said, and his resolute eyes were even more resolute than the snow owl back then, and he refused to let me ride on his neck.

My dream of a mount is stranded again.