Recently, the weather has been bad, and the Nine Heavens are always foggy, and I heard that the wind god has gone crazy recently, and he always runs to the rain god's house to tear his black curtains, and the rain god is a good-tempered person, and he doesn't have much to say about tinkering with it.

Qingluan counted, today should be the one hundred and seventy-second day, the notch on the doorpost is about to reach the top, one day in the sky, one year on the earth, he should be back soon.

It's just that the mark of this day will have to be carved denser next time.

The wooden cabinet, which was originally empty, was also stuffed with nightshade flower bags.

It's almost time to be reunited.

"Qingluan!".

The little boy beside the rain god ran over on a sunny day.

The name is Qingtian, and he looks festive, but I don't know why he follows the rain god, he always comes and goes in the wind and rain, it's not good to follow Si Chenjun, at least he deserves this name!

"What's wrong?" Qingluan picked up the small broken jade on the side, straightened his arm and made a deep cut on the doorpost.

"When is it, are you still carving?".

Qingtian's incredible expression made Qingluan feel inexplicably flustered.

She pretended to look at him calmly and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Mu Lin-kun and the eldest princess of the Netherworld are married!".

Qingtian's expression was a little timid, and his eyes were a little astringent when he looked at Qingluan.

But there are some things that she will know sooner or later, isn't it?

The small broken jade in his hand fell to the ground and broke in half.

Qingluan looked at the broken jade on the ground in a daze, and then raised his head to look at the notch on the doorpost.

The lips that turned pale in an instant were bitten out with a faint blood mark.

Suddenly, with a wave of her hand, the notch on the doorpost vanished, and it was as new as ever.

Immediately after that, one flew and disappeared.

"Hey!", Qingtian stomped his feet in the direction where Qingluan disappeared, "What kind of evil is this!"

At this time, it is rare that the Netherworld Dao is not gloomy floating around those resentful spirits, and there are red lanterns hanging everywhere, which is actually a joy.

"Hmph, this guy really has a dog whose conscience has been eaten. The voice of the thunder god Fu Kun is as loud as ever.

The immortal monarchs next to them secretly hid to the side.

This Fu Kun often offends people without knowing it, but it can't affect itself.

"Oh, the relationship is good, everyone is here to eat and drink!", the wind god dragged the rain god in a hurry.

"What's the matter, the rain god's realm hasn't been harmed enough by you, and you still want to come to the Netherworld to make a big fuss?"

I don't know who teased, and the fire that Fengshen had finally suppressed came to his head again.

The rain god was behind him, and he pulled his sleeve tightly, "Don't make trouble!"

"Hmph", the wind god glanced at the immortal monarch who had just spoken, and threw his sleeves away.

Today is a good day, of course, the day is not good, and I will not pick out the day to become the leader of the two worlds.

Mu Linjun, Qing Yinan, the only son of the Emperor of Heaven, whether it is virtue or ability, can be described as the dragon and phoenix among people, and becoming the future successor of the Heavenly Realm is basically a sure thing.

And the eldest daughter of the Netherworld, the eldest princess, has a quiet heart, she has been a well-known beauty from all walks of life since she was a child, and as for this magic and spiritual power, she is one of the rare talents in the Netherworld.

Although they are all the chosen sons, I don't know why the two Tianyou, who are completely incompatible, suddenly got married.

It's not so much that everyone is here to congratulate the new year, but that everyone is here to find out.

"It's auspicious!".

Si Ming Xingjun served as the host, and he was very dedicated.

I saw Qing Yinan coming with a slender jade hand.

The Heavenly Emperor who was sitting on the high seat, and the Netherworld King looked at the pair of beautiful people approaching with a smile, which was a rare peace.

"Change Geng post, deed blood book".

Fengshen felt that Si Ming's voice was really hard to hear at this moment.

He suppressed his anger and looked not far away.

This pair of lovely people looked at each other affectionately, and on the Geng post, they exchanged blood marks.

Qing Yinan gently pulled Youxinyou into his arms and imprinted a deep kiss on her forehead.

A tingling pain drilled into the center of the eyebrows.

The piercing pain made him unconsciously grasp the ghost in his arms.

"What's wrong with you?"

The sudden suffocation of confinement made Yu Xinyu discover something unusual.

"It's nothing, it's just a sudden confusion. ”

Qing Yinan let go of her and gently stroked her long hair and comforted.

The eyes are full of tenderness and sweetness.

"Licheng!".

Si Ming took the Geng post from the two of them, handed it to the two of them, and slowly retreated.

The god of wind and the god of rain found an inconspicuous corner and drank in silence.

Ignoring the staggered crowds in the house, it was very lively.

No one noticed that the birds that had been perched on the trees had all disappeared in an instant.

Even those bright red lanterns were a little darker.

The rain god found that Qingluan was missing, and it was three days later.

She only left a small security guard for Qingtian, "I hid the starry curtain in the pillow and gave it to you." ”

In the past, Qingtian always followed Qingluan, begging her if she could open the star curtain for him to see more, but when he really held it in his hand, he found that no matter how beautiful the starry sky was, it lacked some taste.

He felt guilty and scared because he privately told Qingluan the news of Mu Linjun's engagement, which caused her to disappear. I quietly searched for two days, but it was really illegal, so I had to inform the rain god of the matter.

The rain god pulled the starry curtain from Qingtian's hand.

The anger in his eyes seemed to burn Qingtian to ashes.

"Get out, go to Tianyuntai to think about it for a year!".

The rain god, who has always been gentle, roared like a madman at the moment.

Qingtian knew that he had caused a big disaster, and knelt down tremblingly.

"I don't think I've done anything wrong, there are some things that Qingluan should know. It's just that the sunny day is ignorant, and I don't know where to look for her. Divine Venerable, you must seek her back. On a sunny day, I'm going to Tianyuntai to think about it!"

He kowtowed a few times, then staggered and disappeared into the distance.

The rain god and the wind god searched for three days and three nights, using all kinds of magic weapons, but they did not find the breath of Qingluan in any corner.

"This woman is a madman!", the angry Fengshen flicked up his sleeves and tossed over a mountain.

The sound of the rumbling boulders rolling is a little abrupt in the quiet mountain forest.

"Yes, who is not a madman?", the rain god sat on the side, looking into the distance lightly.

The light rain in the sky moistened my heart, and I don't know how long it had been falling, and if it continued like this, the people of the human world would suffer.

The wind god looked at the drizzle and sighed.

He knew that it was because the rain god was sad, but he didn't know what to say to comfort him.

Sometimes, when it was better for him to stay by himself, he quietly looked at the rain god for a while, looked at his eyes in a daze, and flew away.

After the god of wind left, the god of rain took out the star curtain from his bosom.

This is Qingluan's baby, as long as you throw it into the sky, no matter if you are covered with dark clouds or clear skies, the endless Milky Way will immediately appear in front of you.

He stared blankly at the seemingly ordinary silk cloth in his hand, rubbed his hand gently, and muttered, "Don't you want your baby?"

The sound of the rain grew louder and louder, hiding his voice inside.