When Kugi heard this, Twilight was blown up and sobbed like a cloud of blood mist.

The chubby boy smiled innocently......

Sitting on the trunk of a peach tree and not daring to jump down......

The mischievous appearance of the fairy under the moon who is so angry that his beard is flying all over the sky......

Vividly.

He is obviously older than himself, but he likes to call himself sister, and he thinks he is stupid and follows him......

He snatched the red rope of Yue Lao unreasonably, and the mandarin ducks in the dust viewing mirror were scolded by himself......

He pestered himself to embroider a purse for him, and he made a purse to deal with him......

Why didn't you pay more attention to this humble boy at that time? Why did you only think he was fat at that time, but you didn't even notice that he was weak?

He is the grandson of the Emperor of Heaven and the eldest son of the Prince of Dongyang, he is the bloodline of the dragon, can't even the old master save him?

Kuki's tears kept flowing down his cheeks, as if these tears had only a source and no end.

And a person's life is like a meteor gliding across the sky - too short.

......

Three days later

Wushuang came to her and said:

"Today's great funeral, come with me to see him off. ”

When he was alive, Yuanxing couldn't get used to Wushuang, and was mostly instigated by his own mother, the Crown Princess of the East Palace, and felt that Wushuang was an illegitimate child, a wild child born to a mortal woman in the Nether Realm.

Yuanxing didn't take this half-brother seriously since he was a child.

Now that Yuanxing has died of a sudden illness, people with heads and faces in the Three Realms have rushed to mourn.

Because of this blood relationship with the same root and lineage, Wushuang had to go to the heavenly realm to give him a ride, no matter whether he was treated by the crown princess or not, he had to go.

Xiao Jiu nodded and promised to go with him, even if Wushuang didn't come to her, she would go to send Yuanxing.

The boy who used to be passionate about himself will never appear again-

In the middle of the night, I hope that when the young man's soul returns, he can look at himself again, even if he says a word of cherishment—

"Let's go, Xiao Jiu, it's not too early. Wushuang urged.

In the ninefold heavens, the void is vast and the haze is undulating, the clouds and mist are drizzling like silk, falling on the sky wet the clouds, and falling on the mortal world to cold the mountains and rivers.

Heaven and earth were gloomy.

Because of the fall of a trace of the true dragon's blood, the blood-like glow in the east flashed a faint streamer in the dark and dull clouds, turning into thousands of trillions of trillions of drops, scattered like blood and tears—

In the Hall of Stars, the curtain covered Jinhua, and there was an endless stream of people who came to mourn.

In the wooden coffin with a dragon, the simple young man lay quietly and slept unawakely.

"The eldest prince—" An old and deep voice came from outside the Star Palace.

It's an immortal under the moon.

He was still holding a bent bow and crutch, still standing half of his body, but the red robe made of red cloth strips of poplar combs and willows on weekdays was replaced by pure white today.

"Why do you say it's gone—" The immortal under the moon was in the wooden coffin of the star, crying with tears all over his eyes.

When Yuanxing was alive, he ran to the old moon's marriage hall every day to mess around, begging for a red rope on the left and a red rope on the right.

The old moon in the past, looking at him, wanted to hide,

It was his "old man, old man" call.

Called Yue Lao'er, he felt that he was so faceless.

Yue Lao really annoyed him-

Now that he has gone suddenly, the marriage hall of the old man is finally a lot quieter, but this quietness is so quiet that it makes people sad.

The always festive marriage hall was plunged into darkness due to the sudden death of the eldest prince of Yuanxing-

Yue Lao wept bitterly in front of the wooden coffin of the star.

Jiumu stood aside and watched, worrying about his lungs.

Suddenly, a white light flashed through the hall, and Jiumu rubbed his eyes and turned his head blankly.

I saw that familiar figure, and a young man dressed in white with cloud scrolls fluttered in from the gate of the Star Palace.

It was he who came—

There was also the third senior sister behind him, and the third senior sister followed him inseparably, and they were very close to each other when they came and walked.

Little uncle, the ruthless little uncle who watched himself being bruised by the third senior sister's body and watched it alone, the little uncle who could never go back to the past, the little uncle who couldn't face himself for a few days.

The little uncle who had a former hatred with himself suddenly appeared in front of him.

That's right, on such a big occasion, he should participate as a son of a famous and decent family.

Jiumu's heart trembled inexplicably, a kind of surging pounding that came out for no reason, and little by little, it could not be calmed down or even trembled as the footsteps of the white-clothed young man slowly approached.

She didn't know where that feeling came from.

It's fear, resentment, grievance, and even a trace of undeserved luxury in my heart.

It's ridiculous, what's wrong with you-

Jiumu secretly ridiculed herself, her numb body was enveloped by a powerful arm, she looked sideways, and Wushuang smiled at her, still warm as jade.

Uncle Xiao slowly approached, so close that he was only a stone's throw away from him, and he respectfully bowed to the wooden coffin of Yuanxing.

Done, and in a moment, he glanced this way.

The cold color in her eyes swept away, but at that moment, she sprinkled ten thousand thorns and ten thousand needles, stabbing her and piercing her, forcing her little by little The blue waves overflowing from the end of her eyes could not be contained, and even the breath of spitting was almost silent.

At this time, Wushuang's arm became tighter and tighter, for fear that if she was not careful, she would be lost.

After a cold gaze swept over, he was gently grabbed by the third senior sister and left.

She grabbed his arm!

She was not mistaken, the little uncle who was once arrogant and cold, the little uncle who felt that he had tarnished his innocence even touching his hand, actually allowed the third senior sister to leave in a chic manner with his arm in front of everyone.

The backs of them walking away hand in hand look so compatible.

So perfect.

She was utterly hopeless.

The blood feud between her and him does not allow the slightest emotional involvement between them, and even the hatred seems superfluous.

"Let's go, let's go back. Wushuang said.

She let Wushuang lead her out of the Star Palace, and wanted to leave, but in the deep mist, a fairy came to her, saluted Wushuang, and said: "Childe, go slowly, Xiaoxian is ordered by the Emperor of Heaven, please ask Xiaogongzi to go with me." ”

Summoned by the Emperor of Heaven?

Wushuang was a little imperceptibly surprised, and after a full three moments, he asked:

"What did the Emperor of Heaven call me for?"

The Emperor of Heaven has never admitted that he is the grandson of his lineage, and the bloodline of the Heavenly Family is not allowed to be sloppy, just because he is the wild child of the Prince of Dongyang and a mortal woman, he has never been treated by the Emperor of Heaven.

Now, the eldest prince of Yuanxing has passed away, which is undoubtedly a broken dragon vein, at this time, the Emperor of Heaven suddenly summoned Wushuang, what is the matter, as if he can guess one or two.

The little fairy envoy replied: "The little fairy is responsible for passing the word on, and the Emperor of Heaven invited the little prince to go, so he has something to discuss." ”

However, the Emperor's order cannot be violated, even if this is the case, why ask again, just think about it, turn his head to Jiumu and say: "Xiao Jiu is here to wait for me for a while, I will go back quickly." ”

Jiumu nodded: "Senior Brother Wushuang, let's go." ”

"And don't go around. After Wushuang finished entrusting him, he followed the little immortal envoy to meet the Emperor of Heaven.