It is a peaceful place, where both men and women are very delicate, and they have no troubles, no disputes.

There is a common name here – God.

The fragrant grass here is delicious, the fallen flowers are colorful, and the pear trees and peach trees are blooming, decorating the soil, and people live and work in peace and contentment.

Most of the time everyone is busy cultivating, and what attracts the most attention to everyone in this land is naturally the annual "Divine Fate Meeting". At this meeting, everyone showed their talents, for the sake of a hearty battle.

Today, the sky was full of sunshine, and the thin clouds were cut to pieces.

Under the pear tree stood a young woman, her figure proud, soft branches, thin waist and a hand, her white robe fluttering in the wind, and the pearls on her head were vibrant.

"Ugly girl, what are you doing here?" Out of the courtyard came a child-looking child, her voice lively, and she jumped up and down in front of the graceful woman.

The woman who was called the ugly aunt looked back when she heard the voice, and the face that should have made people feel full of hope was shown little by little, and when she saw the whole picture, the immature child still couldn't stop feeling sorry in her heart, and she muttered: "The ugly aunt looked at your back, and always thought that you were a beautiful woman who captivated the country and the city, but she never thought that your face was like this······ Hmm······ Peculiar. ”

That little girl is still kind-hearted in the end, but she can't say the word ugly anyway.

But the ugly girl smiled lowly, her eyelashes were curved, and the corners of her mouth were hooked with a vague smile: "The most beautiful thing about a woman is not her skin." ”

"Ugly girl, you laughed, hee-hee. I'm going to tell Daddy that you're rarely smiling, so that the flowers on your face don't look so scary. The little girl said happily, and she hurriedly turned back, trying to find her father, but before she had gone a few steps, she ran into an embrace with a faint smell of medicine. The person who was hit was skinny, he quickly stabilized his body, scooped the little girl in his arms, and said dotingly: "You little girl, you don't look at it when you walk, it's not good to bump into other people." ”

"Babble, Daddy, people just want to tell you quietly, the cold ugly aunt actually laughed." The little girl lay on the man's ear and muttered, her smart eyes kept turning, and her small mouth opened and closed, like a bright red cherry.

"Really?" The man looked up and saw that the woman in front of him had long brilliant crimson hair, and the hair was soft and flowing. Her eyes are as translucent as glass beads, under her petite nose, her delicate lips are slightly hooked, and her face the size of melon seeds should be a stunning face. It's a pity that on such a white face, a huge flower has grown out of nowhere, and the blood-red petals bloom on the cheeks, which does look a little hateful.

"Shizuki Gongzi, Xiao Cai'er is good." The ugly girl bowed her head, greeted the two of them, bent slightly, picked up the basket on the ground, and moved lightly, the basket was only filled with fertilizer for these pear trees.

The ugly aunt was picked up by Xiyue on the riverbank half a year ago, and when she first saw her, her eyes were foggy, and she didn't know what her identity was, where she came from, and where she was going, and she was only indifferent.

Her face is famous here, after all, everyone is beautiful like a picture scroll, but she is so ugly, so the name of the ugly aunt was called.

She doesn't have any spiritual power, and the people here who are weak can be pinched and crushed casually, so the gods kindly handed over the pear orchard to her to take care of, and Xiyue was responsible for food, clothing, housing and transportation.

The only thing she does every day is to fertilize and water the pear trees, and this simple procedure can only be handled by these people with a snap of their fingers, but they are more in favor of conforming to nature.

The people here are self-sufficient, the fruits and vegetables are planted by their own hands, and even the delicate robes are sewn together with stitches and threads, obviously they don't need to sleep, and when night falls, everyone returns home and sleeps with joyful quilts.

"Daddy, the ugly aunt has changed back to her cold and indifferent appearance." Xiao Cai'er grabbed Xiyue's collar and frowned. She wanted the ugly girl to smile, although the ugly girl looked cold, but she knew that the ugly girl's heart was warm.

Because every night she could hear the ugly aunt go alone to the stream to fetch water, fill the water tank in their yard, and sometimes fertilize and weed the vegetable garden in their yard, often in the middle of the night, and she often pretended to be lazy in front of people, as if she had only taken care of the pear yard.

So the ugly aunt is not very good in everyone's hearts, she is not good at communication and has no spiritual power, and she looks ugly, and there are some people with bad intentions, who always come to the pear orchard to bully her for fun. Although Daddy will always protect him when he sees it, Daddy is also busy cultivating on weekdays, so how can he have so much time to secretly protect the ugly aunt.

"Didn't Xiao Cai'er tell her father that the ugly girl's heart is hot? Xiao Cai'er, you can use your own methods to make the ugly aunt open up little by little. Xiyue said softly, his fingertips rubbed the hair of the obedient little vegetable in his arms, and seeing that there was no ugly girl in front of him, he took a step towards the courtyard.

He always felt that the ugly girl had a sense of familiarity, like an old friend.

The ugly aunt just left the sight of the big and small, took out the small scissors from the basket, and was about to prune some withered yellow leaves, when suddenly a few cold lights appeared, and the ugly aunt fixed her eyes to see that the cold light had turned into ice slag, deeply embedded in the trunk of the pear tree.

The pear tree was blown by the wind, the tree swayed its leaves and fell drunk, and one or two small pink birds were chirping on the top of the tree, and a wisp of white feathers on their foreheads were frightened by this sudden change and fluttered their wings and flew away.

The ugly girl turned around and raised her eyes slightly, the afterglow of the sunset crossed her body with a hazy feeling, her face was cold, and the corners of her mouth had a hint of sneer, and suddenly a cold flower on the other side.

"What, it's you again?" Her voice was careless, as if she had a few powerful women standing in front of her.

"You ugly bastard, why are you always hanging around the prince of Xiyue?" A woman at the head was dressed in a light water blue skirt, her long hair hung down her shoulders, the hosta was gently pulled up, and the fine silk satin floated slightly with her steps, her eyebrows were delicate and beautiful, and she was beautiful like a painting, especially the eyebrows were gentle and elegant, but her expression was very alienated.

The ugly aunt sneered, if you don't know, you really think that the woman in front of you is a kind-hearted master.

"Why don't you care so much about Qianning, what are you looking for me to do?" The ugly girl's words were really to the point, and Shangguan Yingying, who was stabbed, felt a pain like a pinprick in her heart.

She is the child of the god of the moon and the god of wind, the pride of the sky, and she was born as a god's womb.

However, compared with the goddess Qianning, she is not as good as a tear in terms of divine power or appearance and talent.

It is rumored that Xiao Caier is the child of Xiyue and Qianning, but there are many beautiful men around Qianning, and he has no time to separate, so he has drawn a territory for Xiyue, occasionally comes to drink and drink tea, and talks about poetry and songs to give life philosophy, like a pair of fairy couples.

But Shangguan Yingying has always comforted herself that everything about Qianning and Xiyue is just an accident, at least she has never seen her love for Qianning in Xiyue's eyes. He is not peaceful, and has no desires.

"Hmph, Qianning can you call this waste material?" Shangguan Yingying couldn't see the disdain in the eyes of the ugly woman in front of her, she raised her sleeves slightly, and a few silver needles made of water droplets shot straight into the three ribs of the ugly girl, and the power of the gods trembled with the cold ugly girl's body bones.

She stumbled and fell to her knees.

Cold, cold fingertips are shivering.

For some reason, she felt that her fingers subconsciously stroked the ribbon with good texture around her waist, and wanted to pull out the ribbon, but Shangguan Yingying discovered it first, her fingertips were slightly raised, and the ribbon was pulled out of the waist of the ugly girl.

But in an instant, the ribbon had already fallen into Shangguan Yingying's hand, she played with it carefully, and a smile rose at the corner of her mouth, "I didn't expect that you ugly girl still has such a powerful magic weapon in her hand, since you don't even have spiritual power, it is a waste to put this kind of magic weapon in your hand, it is better to give it to me for use." ”

After speaking, she took a group of goddesses and left without looking back.

"Give me back." The ugly girl lying on the ground shivered coldly, her lips were already purple, and her eyes were staring at the direction of Shangguan Yingying's departure, her heart was full of unwillingness.

Why doesn't she have spiritual powers?

Who is she? Why are you here?

Why can't she remember?

Why doesn't she know anything?

The ugly aunt's heart was filled with a deep sense of powerlessness, this was not the first time Shangguan Yingying had come to trouble her, she had obviously hidden so far away, but she still didn't want to let her go.

Oh, that's right, if you want to add sin, why bother?

In the Ninefold Palace.

"Mengxiao, Lan'er is gone!" Jin Yue's figure swayed, but she had arrived at the palace of Mengxiao in an instant, at this moment she was standing under the tree, followed closely by a man with a mask behind her, even though she couldn't see her face, but the eyes as clear as water and the lotus flower between her eyebrows all showed that this person was the king of the demon world, Chiqiong.

"Fairy Jin Yue, don't panic, what's wrong with the premature death?" Mengxiao pulled his thoughts back from the scroll, his water-colored eyes with a soft breath, his lips opened lightly, and the good smell of peach blossoms made people feel like they were in a dreamlike peach forest.

"You calculate, you are a famous god in the heavenly realm, where did you calculate where Wu'er went?" Jin Yue walked up to Meng Xiao in pieces, her fingertips firmly grasping his pink robe, and asked hurriedly.

Mengxiao and Lan Yao have a marriage contract, even if he has no feelings for Xiao'er, but he will help her no matter what, right?

Jin Yue thought secretly now.

How did she know that Mengxiao's heart was stolen by her daughter thousands of years ago.