Chapter 103: Repaired
Chapter 103: Repaired
"Father, what are you doing?" In the stagnant atmosphere, there was a small voice from Wujue, and his hand had already grabbed Chonghua's movements, "Mother, what is Father doing?"
"My father did something wrong in the past, and I don't know anyone, which made your mother sad. Chonghua's voice was a little hoarse, and his eyebrows were full of sorrow, obviously he was such a glorious god, but at this time, he was like a child, hesitant and helpless.
Chang Xi was silent, she was no longer the goddess who was desperate for love at the beginning, she knew that the emperor of Ziweiyuan was the god who obeyed the way of heaven the most in the world, ruthless and desireless, but now when she saw him again, she couldn't recognize the god monarch who was like a master and a father back then.
Chang Xi turned around to leave, but he didn't want to dwell on any more etiquette. Chonghua closed her eyes, and for a moment there was a mocking smile on her face, she thought that he probably wanted to open it, but she never thought that Chonghua hugged her from behind, and there was a prayer in her words: "...... to be young"
Yuanjun of the Eastern Wilderness had the coldest thing in the world in his chest, but he still felt that he behind him was cold, compared to her, and even more so he was still trembling, and the heart made of cold ice jade seemed to be uncontrollable at the moment, beating.
Maybe she has been really lonely for too long, or maybe the old friendship is still there, Chang Xi let out a long sigh, stood there quietly, and said leisurely: "Chonghua, Chang Xi has no heart." β
Chonghua's face was pale, and it was clearly the result he expected, but when he really faced it, he still took a few steps back, and his heart ached and he couldn't breathe. He still remembers Ziweiyuan at the beginning, Chang Xi once asked him, will he regret it? But at that time, his attitude was so resolute, but feng shui took turns, and Chang Xi was not the goddess who admired him wholeheartedly.
The cycle of cause and effect is his retribution. Heaven treats him very ruthlessly, to the extreme.
Chang Xi raised her head slightly, and saw that the miracle between Chonghua's forehead faintly had black lines, her hands in her sleeves tightened instantly, and she spoke again: "The past grievances have been resting for a few lifetimes, if you are really happy, then wait a minute." If one day, the sea can also be flat. When she spoke, her face was expressionless, and no one could figure out why Chang Xi had changed her mind, but she saw that she had formed a trick on her chest and waved it into the air, and the Netherworld Division instantly returned to its original state.
Many years ago, she entered Yujing Mountain, and the god of Yujing Mountain once said to her that once she entered Yujing Mountain, she would abide by the rules of Yujing Mountain. The disciples of Yujing Mountain can be absurd and do not abide by the rules, but they must not insult the reputation of the teacher. Heavenly Dao, righteousness, Chang Xi was accustomed to lawlessness in the past, he could not care about anything, he didn't care about anything, but now he can see it clearly, Donghuang Yuanjun was born to be bound by these, where did he come from, he did whatever he wanted, and he was once innocent, and he had to pay it back later, and she knew too well how to choose. She used to be a disciple of Yujing Mountain, and now she still keeps the reputation of her original teacher.
Chang Xi in those green years has long since died. Thinking of these past events, Chang Xi's face was relieved, and he let Chonghua hug her into his arms, the love of men and women in the world, if he is happy, he is just a shell. Chang Xi stroked Chonghua's forehead, saw with his own eyes that the silver glittering water traces degraded into their original appearance little by little, and said with a smile: "Wujue is exactly the same as you." β
Chonghua let go of Chang Xi, took her hand, and stared at Chang Xi's eyebrows, "He is very similar to us. β
Back then, Chang Xi took back the power of the origin, and the miracle born in the center of the eyebrows was also like a drop of water. The way of heaven says that there is no fate, but this is not fate, what is it?
"Mother, Wu Jue wants to see the Sansheng Stone. Wu Jue said sullenly, although he couldn't understand the grievances between his parents, he could still feel the dislike between them.
Chang Xi nodded, took Wu Jue's little hand, and smiled at Hua Weixue and them, "I've disturbed the Netherworld Division today." In recent years, Benjun's memory is not very good, but in the huge world, no one dares to be presumptuous to Benjun, and the gods really have to take care of the rules of the world. Only the matter of blaspheming the king must also come from the king's voluntariness, and there is no regret about the matter, so there is no need to take it to heart. β
From beginning to end, she never mentioned the things on the side, maybe the weeping snow in front of her, except for the things she didn't remember back then, she and her were just strangers.
Since we have forgotten each other, we do not know each other, and since we have not known, why should we see each other again.
Seeing Chang Xi leave, Hua Weeping Xue endured tears for a while and finally fell. Her hands trembled a little, pressed against Huai Du's chest, and she didn't speak for a long time. "Huai Du, Chang Xi is most afraid of pain. "The pain of cutting her heart, how much it hurts, and what kind of mood is she in to cut herself in two, and forget about it from now on.
Hua Weeping Xue suddenly remembered that at that time, on the bank of the Huaishui River, Ren Xi once said, "Hua Weeping Xue, Chang Xi has never been sorry for you." Today, you hurt Chang Xi deeply, and you will no longer be Ren Xi's friend from now on. "Nine Heavens Xuannu, I have to be a friend of Chang Xi, and her friendship with Hua Weeping Snow is only based on her love for Chang Xi. Without Chang Xi, Hua Weeping Snow is nothing to her. "You are so self-cherishing, strange encounters, don't add Chang Xi worries. β
Hua Weixue closed her eyes, gently hugged Huai Du, and sobbed in a low voice. This kind of ending is not what she wants, but it is something she must bear.
The Sansheng Stone had been removed by the Netherworld Division in the early years, but later the Netherworld Division Sijun got married, and the stone was moved back as a festive object. Chang Xi looked at Wu Jue's happiness with Chonghua's questioning pen scribbling on the Sansheng Stone, and then remembered some questions from Fang Cai, and said, "Netherworld Si Jun, you and I used to be old acquaintances?"
Chonghua didn't expect Chang Xi to ask this question, after all, she didn't look like she was worried about it, and when he passed in his heart, his face was still light and light, "I've met a few times, but time has passed, and I have probably forgotten it, and I am not an important person." β
Chang Xi nodded, she thought so herself. If it was a familiar old acquaintance, she would definitely not forget it easily, since she didn't remember this matter for so many years, it means that Si Jun of the Netherworld Division is not an important person, and she has automatically faded and forgotten about it.
"Mother, why did the Netherworld Division put a stone here?" Wu Jue was bored, and the whole person climbed to the top of the stone, and after sitting firmly, he tilted his head and asked.
Chang Xi was asked by him, and she really didn't think about why the Netherworld Division had to put a stone here in the past.
The mother and son both looked at Chonghua with a puzzled expression, Chonghua held his forehead, and said: "It is rumored in the world that there are three living stones in Huangquan, which carry people and three lives. β
"Who is Aluo?" Wu Jue asked again.
Chang Xi was embarrassed, she hadn't found it before, and Wu Jue was so curious.
"She is an old friend of her father, and you will know it when you study ancient history in the future. Chonghua avoided the topic and deliberately did not talk about it.
Chang Xi chuckled, she naturally knew who this Ah Luo was, the lord of the Yellow Spring in the past, the god of annihilation. If it weren't for the fact that she had known all these years that the emperor of Ziweiyuan's life was pure-hearted and had few desires, how many people had passed on the twilight of the dynasty between him and the god of annihilation. Chang Xi looked at Wujue's appearance of wanting to speak and stopping, and secretly couldn't help laughing in his heart, but he was afraid that there would be a lot of problems with Wujue today.
"Can you not learn ancient history?" Wu Jue remembered the stacks of history books in the Weixue Palace, and felt a little resistant in his heart, "My mother said that Wu Jue will fight the sword rivers and lakes in the future, and be happy to take revenge." "He doesn't want to learn these rules and regulations, Yu Gu Shangjun's swordsmanship is very good, he wants to learn a good swordsmanship, and in the future, he will lean on the building to listen to the wind and rain, and walk the rivers and lakes with a sword.
"Naturally, not. Suddenly, a blue light appeared, and he took Wujue off the Sansheng Stone, put it on the ground, and said lightly.
"Who are you?" asked Wu Jue after standing still.
But Chang Xi recognized the person at a glance, he hadn't seen him for many years, and he still looked like he remembered. "Emperor Qingxuan. β
"Brother. Chonghua led Wujue to his side and instructed, "Wujue, call someone." β
"What's it called?" Wu Jue hadn't reacted yet, he found that all the people he met today were older than his own generation, but he didn't know him, so he was naturally at a loss in his heart.
Chonghua didn't know how to answer for a while, but Qingxuan turned to Chang Xi and asked, "Are you still blaming Master?"
Wu Jue looked up violently, looking incredulous. pointed at Qing Xuan, then at Chang Xi, and finally landed on Chonghua's body, his tone was a little uncertain, "Mother's master, is it my father's brother?"
Chang Xi touched Wujue's head and said with a smile: "The emperor is serious, Chang Xi doesn't dare." "In the past, she doesn't blame anyone for a long time now, the cycle of cause and effect, she has no fate with Yujingshan in the end.
Qing Xuan was a little unrecognizable to the cold-faced Divine Monarch in front of him, whether he was still the little apprentice in his memory. He is a common man, worthy of heaven and earth, but he alone cannot face Chang Xi. Now that Yujing Mountain has strict rules and regulations, it's just that it's hard to hear Chang Xi's laughter anymore, and he still ruined her old innocent appearance after all. "He was born very well, but his bones are a little weak, why don't you let me bring him back to Yujing Mountain?"
"Emperor Qingxuan, there is already a Yuan Jun in the Eastern Wilderness. "Yujing Mountain and Ziweiyuan have created an Eastern Wilderness Yuanjun, and she will never send her children to it again. Donghuang, having one of her is enough, and Wujue can't be allowed to follow in the footsteps.
"Brother, I will take care of Wujue. Chonghua naturally knew that Chang Xi regarded Wu Jue as his fate, he just mentioned it at the beginning, she even wanted to break with him, and now that Yujingshan is so deep with her, how can she give up.
Qing Xuan glanced at Chonghua, his face was a little uneasy, and he said coldly: "You still have this mind now, if Father is still there, I'm afraid I can't let you mess around." β
Chang Xi didn't want to listen to the entanglement between their brothers, so she was about to leave with Wu Jue, and if she listened carefully, she could hear Wu Jue ask her softly, "Mother, is that Divine Monarch really your master?"
"It used to be, but not anymore. When Chang Xi answered, there was still a smile in his tone, but apart from these, there was really nothing. At that time, she was too naΓ―ve, thinking that Yujingshan was her unreliable backing, but it hurt too much when she was slapped in the face later, and now she only feels cold when she thinks about it.
"Brother, what's the mess?" Chonghua stood with his hands in his hands, with a mockery on his face, "I just don't want to lose her, I've already lost her too much." β
"In the past, Chonghua would not speak like this. "Father God can entrust the common people, naturally because of his great love, but now the emperor of Ziweiyuan's life, in his heart, only one person can be accommodated. "If you have three long and two short, how do you want to live?"
"Yujing Mountain, Ziweiyuan, you and I owe her a lot. Chonghua said lightly, there was a wind in the Netherworld, and he raised his hair, and Qing Xuan heard his answer from the wind again.
"Without her, everyone would be a dog. β
Qing Xuan was dumbfounded, didn't say a word for a long time, and walked towards the sea of flowers of the Netherworld, one step at a time.