Houtu's dormitory is very tall, about a thousand zhang high, and this dormitory can become tall at any time, at this moment, the ten-zhang high Houtu sits on a huge bed.

Looking at Yang Jiao, who was the size of his toes, and Yang Wei'er, who was holding a smaller one in his hand, there was a gentle danger at the corner of his mouth, but Yang Jiao felt an inexplicable murderous aura.

Although Houtu didn't speak, Yang Jiao didn't dare to hesitate any longer, and said first, "This matter is like this......"

Houtu frowned and said, "So that's the case, so this kid isn't yours?"

Yang Jiao said with righteous words, "It is definitely not mine, I can be sure that my loyalty to you can be seen by heaven and earth, and the sun and the moon can be expressed." ”

Houtu nodded and said gently, "Since you said it so clearly, how could I not believe you?"

Yang Jiao nodded, he was very happy that he had a virtuous wife. However, Hou Tu said, "Do you know that the Nine Heavenly Rest Soil that created human beings was taken from me, but this Nine Heavenly Rest Soil was extracted from the earth by me. ”

Yang Jiao didn't know why, but he had an ominous premonition, so his originally majestic momentum instantly withered a little.

Hou Tu still said with a smile on his face, "I am the god of the earth and one of the creators of mankind, you and Yang Wei'er are in my induction, but they are father and daughter, let's talk about it, what's going on?"

Yang Jiao was blinded, if only he knew what was going on, when did he lose his virgin body? For a while, Yang Jiao died.

Houtu looked at Yang Jiao's crazy expression, it didn't seem to be fake, it was also blinded, didn't this kind of thing need the man's cooperation?

At this time, although the desolate world has passed through and the teachings of Houtu have changed, it is still not very strict with men and women.

Therefore, Houtu was not too angry, but she was taken the lead by other women, and she was very unhappy.

Stretching out his hand, a lotus flower wrapped him, Yang Wei'er instantly lay in the lotus flower and fell asleep sweetly in the air.

Houtu is the goddess of the earth, and what children like the most is the breath of the earth, so Yang Wei'er will fall asleep so easily.

At this time, Yang Jiao said in confusion: "What are you doing here?"

Houtu patted the bed and said, "You and I have been married for thousands of years, and I haven't fulfilled my duty as a wife, don't you want me for a long time?" ”

She is a straightforward character, besides, she and Yang Jiao are married married witnesses of heaven and earth, so this is nothing, just the pleasure of the boudoir between husband and wife.

Yang Jiao was overjoyed when he heard this, he didn't want to have such a beautiful thing, at that moment, he rubbed his hands, swallowed and said, "That's the case, you're welcome to be a husband, hehe." ”

At this moment, Yang Jiao's Xuangong five turns, now it is not what it used to be, not only the mana is refined, but also the confidence has increased greatly.

At this moment, it is the middle of the night, most of the Wu people are asleep, with the words and teachings of Houtu, the Wu people have learned to get married, so everyone is in harmony at home at the moment.

Suddenly, there was a scream of "ah" outside, and all the Wu clans were about to go out, when the voice of Houtu came, "Don't panic, let's continue to rest." ”

The Wu clan ordered it to be forbidden, and everyone continued to study and operate the way of yin and yang just now, but a hundred miles away, Yang Jiao lay on the ground on all fours, as if he had fallen apart, and only hummed.

At this time, the earth rolled, and Yang Jiao was directly sent back to Houtu's boudoir, looking at Yang Jiao lying on the ground weakly.

Houtu helplessly helped Yang Jiao up, and said, "It's been so long, why haven't you grown? ”

Hearing this, Yang Jiao couldn't wait to find a hole to get into, this was really shocking, the saddest thing in the world, he finally knew what it was.

That is, your wife was lying in front of you, but because your cultivation was so poor, she was shocked for hundreds of miles, and almost broke all your limbs.

Looking at Yang Jiao with a sad face, Houtu was finally not depressed, she couldn't control this kind of thing, this is the essence of the Heavenly Dao, and the low realm can't offend the super high realm from the ontology.

In this way, the two spent a "calm" night together, Yang Jiao had nothing to say, and the husband was helpless.

As for Houtu, she didn't understand how to manage her marriage at all, so the two Xiaobai were relatively speechless, helpless for another night.

During the day the next day, Yang Jiao hung his head and took Yang Wei'er out of the Wu Clan, and no matter how much persuasion Houtu tried to persuade him, it was to no avail.

This blow is really too big for Yang Jiao, and this kind of thing is a catastrophe for any man.

In this way, Yang Jiao was chaotic, wandering around with Yang Wei'er, and on this day, he came to a mountain gate that towered into the clouds and evergreen pines and cypresses.

There is no plaque in front of the mountain, I don't know its name, at the foot of the mountain, there is a Taoist who is facing the tombstone with grief on his face.

Yang Jiao saw that this person had long hair and fluttering, fairy wind bones, dressed in purple and gold robes, holding a dusty hand, and his face was like a baby, ruddy and delicate.

Yang Jiao walked closer, looking at the Taoist so sad, he couldn't help but say, "Dao Chief, the deceased is gone, don't be so sad, the sun and the moon are far away, the deceased is gone, and the living are still alive." I hope to be able to look forward more. ”

The Taoist sighed and said, "Don't worry about Daoyou, Poor Dao is just a heartache and a close friend, he is a warm-hearted and kind character, witty and humorous by nature, but he was killed inexplicably, and now Poor Dao doesn't know why, but it is a pity that Poor Dao does not have the ability to take revenge, how can he not feel guilty." ”

Yang Jiao picked up Yang Wei'er and said to the Taoist, "The more this is the case, the less Daoist friends can give up on themselves, and only by living for a long time can they understand the reason for this incident and have a chance to take revenge." ”

When the Taoist heard this, his expression moved, and he bowed to Yang Jiao sincerely, and said, "Daoist friends are wise and knowledgeable, and poor Taoism has been taught." ”

Yang Jiao smiled bitterly and said, "What wisdom is accessible, some inexplicable things, which angered his wife, but fortunately she is generous, this does not give me a small lesson, but I am also confused, we are sympathetic to each other." ”

Seeing Yang Jiao's self-deprecation, the Taoist couldn't help but smile and said, "It's a pity, my old friend went, otherwise, you will definitely be a good friend with your witty nature." ”

Yang Jiao couldn't help but say with a straight face, "Since Daoist friends say so, it seems that the poor Dao needs to pay a good respect, this Daoist brother who has never met." ”

The Taoist said with a difficult face, "Daoist friend and slow, my friend is not an immortal, but a demon clan." ”

Yang Jiao laughed and said, "With the sincerity of Daoyou, this Daoist friend of the demon clan is also worthy of my worship." ”

After speaking, Yang Jiao bowed seriously, and the Taoist on the side couldn't help but show gratitude, fate is like this, some people hate each other, and some people are destined to be friends.