Legend has it that the gods of the flood wilderness are the first to cultivate, the second to be afraid of death, and the third to die. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

As an important instruction to implement Grandpa Deng's practice as the only criterion for testing the truth, Xiao Ming has done a lot of homework on this.

According to the non-famous scholar Xiao Ming, this is true! It is really true! And Xiao Ming said that it only took him one day to come to this conclusion.

Legend of that day......

"Gods, do you remember the big gamble on the shore of Daming Lake a few days ago?"

"No~remember~got~" Okami is very honest.

Xiao Ming smacked the knife in the eye and rushed over, who is it? I don't remember it? Do you want to be so proud?

This look is decisive.

I see, a handsome guy, a beautiful woman, well, that's not the point.

I can see that there is a colorful giant tail under her beautiful face, um. That's not the point either.

Goodbye, that handsome guy is carrying a green turtle shell, well, this seems to be ...... This TM is the key, in Xiao Ming's villain book, it is recorded that the first god stick of the flood is carrying a green turtle shell, and I want to ask who he is?

Xiao Ming stepped down from the stage with tears in his eyes on the spot, a flutter, ancestor, finally saw the living.

Burnt Matti forehead, this is Fuxi, then this beauty is......

"Mother, I can count on finding you!"

Gods: ...... What about a good gamble?

Feng Jiaojiao & Old Wolf & Rabbit ...... ：...... Shame on Nyima.

Of course, there are two exceptions.

Fu Xi grabbed Xiao Ming as soon as he grabbed it, and the anger of Da Luo Jin Immortal level rang out, "Boy, where is your father?"

The gods poured up, their eyes lit up, and they nodded in unison, yes, yes, where is your father?

Xiao Ming's nose was full of tears, and he admired it in his heart, worthy of being the ancestor of the god stick, and he grasped the key in an instant.

"My dad died. ”

"Nani!"

Fu Xi raised his eyebrows, and the angry scolding that had just been brewed was suddenly suffocated back into his stomach, he couldn't scold, the dead were big, and this child couldn't be scolded, it was too pitiful, his father died, his mother ran away, a little baby ran bare-chested, there are so many bad people in the wilderness, and there are such in the bad guys, this ...... This......

Fu Xi is worthy of being the ancestor of the god stick, his brain is open and straight to the sky, in his mind, a hard-working little north who is walking in the hands of countless demons is looking at him with a straight eye.

"Nephew!"

"Huh?" Xiao Ming was stunned, reflexively, "Uncle?"

"Nephew!"

"Uncle!"

"Nephew!"

"Uncle~"

............

When the fellow saw the fellow, there were tears in his eyes, and his uncle and nephew shouted with an incomparable expression.

"Enough!" "The heroine Nuwa is angry, can you take care of my feelings, you are not ready to give some care in me like a big snake like a flower?

"Yes, yes, come, good nephew, I have seen your mother...... Oops!"

Nuwa whipped Fu Xi away with one tail, and rolled Xiao Ming up with another tail, "Little thief, tell me clearly, which one is your mother?"

The gods continued to nod, a bunch of light bulbs with eyes comparable to several kilowatts: yes, yes, make it clear.

Xiao Ming pursed his mouth, "It's you, mother." ”

"You tell the old lady again!" Nuwa is crazy, she is still a little girl with yellow flowers, and she hasn't even pulled a man's hand, where is the child.

"I ......" Xiao Ming is very aggrieved, what a well-known allusion to Nuwa's creation of people, why don't you admit it?

Fu Xi never knew that the pimple crawled out, and said in a trembling voice: "Sister, don't force this good boy, just admit it." ”

The gods then nodded, their eyes lit up, "Yes, yes, admit it." ”

"You ...... Wait for the old lady!" Nuwa was on the verge of losing her mind, "Wow, wow, old lady...... Old lady ......"

At this time, Taiyi felt that it was time for him to appear again.

The situation on the field is very clear, Xiao Ming recognizes his relatives, Fu Xi agrees, and the gods help, this is obviously a time when everyone is looking forward to it (who? You say Nuwa doesn't agree? This matter has something to do with him?)

Therefore, now is the time for a generation of Tianjiao, who has developed morally, intellectually, physically, aesthetically, and laborly, to come out of the round.

But!

"Comrades, be quiet, be quiet, let me say a few words. ”

The Kunpeng children ran out with a bang, and extremely cleverly held back the first word of Taiyi.

"Now the problem is very clear, this little baby recognizes her relatives, but what about it, as a ****** Nuwa...... Hmmm, fuck Nuwa...... Eh, his mother's Nuwa...... I'll you...... Nuwa, do you dare not to be scolded so much?"

The gods turned their heads violently and looked at Nuwa in unison, flashing and shining: Yes, yes, can you not scold?

Nuwa really wanted to kill the gods, thinking that he was an innate god, the cultivation of Da Luo Jinxian, who had been wandering in this desolation for many years, and when had he been subjected to such a thing, this was not bullying...... Bully snakes!

As a result, Nuwa became more and more angry, convulsed more and more, and the snake's tail became tighter and tighter.

"Mother~"

"Mother, your sister!" Nuwa roared, but when she turned around, she jumped firmly.

I saw Xiao Ming's four paws fluttering desperately, his face was so swollen that it was called a Sudan red, and his mouth was foaming at the mouth and his eyes were cramping when he spoke, and he couldn't do it at the moment.

The gods spoke.

"It's miserable. ”

"yes, yes, what a poor boy. ”

"It's just bad luck to meet such a mother. ”

"yes, yes. ”

"Who would have thought that Nuwa was such an unscrupulous snake. ”

"Who's to say it isn't. ”

"But then again, if Nuwa is a snake, then she hatched from the egg, so did her baby also hatch from the egg?"

"It should ...... But this baby doesn't look like it came out of an egg, so what the hell is Daddy?"

All of a sudden, thousands of hot, cold, or evil eyes fell on Nuwa.

Later, Nuwa wrote such a passage in her memoirs, "If it weren't for the large number of them, Lao Niang would definitely destroy them!"

For a while, when she asked what was going on in the world, she told Nuwa that she wanted to die, and she was suddenly discouraged, "Boy, let's say, you say I'm your mother, so tell me how I gave birth to you?"

Fu Xi suddenly burst into tears, sister, you have really grown up, "Nephew, uncle and I are also very curious." ”

"Yes, yes, we're curious. The gods spoke in unison.

"It was a gray blue sky, and my mother was playing happily by the river, and when I was bored, I pinched the mud and played with ......."

Nu wa:......

Gods: It turns out that Nuwa still has such a black history.

“...... The eggs hurt when I pinch them, oh mom, I'm tired of my mother......"

Xiao Ming's voice was full of emotion, the gods listened to it as if they were fascinated, and Fu Xi listened to the teary-eyed words......

"Hey, idiot, why do you want to violate the heavens?"

With a light sigh, the old man in Tsing Yi appeared beside Xiao Ming, with a touch of bitterness on his face, strange things, none of the surrounding gods saw him, and they were all unconscious.

The old man looked around, his face sad, "Hey, fellow Daoists, goodbye is not in vain." ”

"It's just that this is not the time to meet, and since that's the case, let's go back to zero. ”

As soon as the words fell, time flew feathers, the years were like tides, the illusory long river crossed from the chaos, submerged into the Hongmeng, the whole flood world was silent, and suddenly a layer of mirror images was broken, like a drop of oil paint falling into the deep altar, and the whole flood was alive again.

The old man sighed lightly, turned around and disappeared into the void step by step.

Xiao Ming rubbed his head suspiciously, his mind was like a paste, only to feel the world spinning, straight to nausea, he glanced at a group of desolate gods who were also puzzled in confusion, and his intuition told him that he had forgotten something very important.

Shaking his head, no matter what, put away the hammer, "Smack!"

"Gods, do you remember the big gamble on the shore of Daming Lake a few days ago?"