Nine Heavens

Yang God Ouyang Langlong and Moon Empress Cheng Shifeng snuggle up in the Sun Moon God Realm, and the Xiqiong God Moon God Realm is under the sky and moonlight. They are also happy and sad, but more of them are the joys after the catastrophe of a couple in distress.

"Feng'er, brother Qianlang did it, and finally found your beloved lover today, don't be sad anymore, just be happy."

The Yang God Ouyang Langlong didn't know that when the Sun Moon God Emperor asked him to leave the East Vault God Yang Palace to meet the Queen of the Moon, he also came secretly.

At this moment, Sun Moon God Emperor Liu Qianlang was hiding tens of thousands of miles away from them.

The Sun Moon God Emperor didn't want to do anything else, just want to see how his beloved little sister smiled again, how she felt ashamed, how she reunited with her beloved one again.

The Sun Moon God Emperor saw everything he wanted to see, and seeing the two caring people cuddling happily together, the Sun Moon God Emperor burst into tears.

The arrival of this moment is really not easy, even more difficult than the Sun Moon God Realm. But Emperor Tian paid off, Liu Qianlang finally saw the scene he expected.

After Liu Qianlang shed tears of relief, she turned around and planned to go back and have a good rest.

For more than a million years, Liu Qian has been exhausted and exhausted, almost helpless, and now he can finally relax a little bit.

"Langlong, you will still be the Yang God of our Langyuan Sect in the future, and Feng'er will continue to be the Empress of the Moon. The two of you, husband and wife, are the Gods who control the light of the Langyuan Sect in the Taiyuan Continent."

When Liu Qianlang was about to leave, she said silently in her heart.

"Brother Langlong, after our child is born, how about letting him worship under Brother Langlong's sect? If it is a boy, let him be the god of justice just like Brother Langlong.

If it was a girl, we would also expect her to become an outstanding prodigal goddess like Yaya. "

Just when Liu Qianlang was about to flee in an instant, he suddenly heard Yue Hou's voice.

"Well, if the child has such good luck, brother Longlong should be grateful, but Qianlang, as the master of a world, has complicated divine affairs, and he always bears many dangers alone.

Brother Langlong really didn't want the Sun Moon God Emperor to be too tired. "

Yang God Ouyang Langlong pondered for a moment and said.

"I know, I also feel sorry for Brother Qianlang. The reason why I did this is also for Brother Qianlang.

Brother Qianlang can't repay our kindness to us, so let our children do some filial piety for him, isn't it very good. "

After a month, Cheng Shifeng said.

"It turns out that Feng'er thinks so, that's good, Brother Langlong supports you!"

Yang God Ouyang Langlong shook Cheng Shifeng's hand and nodded.

In the distance, Liu Qianlang who followed secretly saw the reunion of a pair of infatuated priests, and felt very comforted.

Looking at them, Liu Qianlang returned to the hometown of the first family in the chaotic world in a trance, and suddenly remembered the scene where Fengmei disappeared and met again:

In the north of Longyun Mountain, in the shade of the northern ocean, a young man in white stands on the ocean bank, holding a strange mirror like a banana leaf in one palm, and a huge beam of light shoots out from the mirror, reaching the sky.

The young man in white is staring intently at a strange cloud above the northern sky. Above that cloud is a huge light curtain condensed by the beam of light emitted by that strange mirror. Inside the light curtain is like a movie. Same, one picture after another keeps appearing.

The young man in white carefully examined every passing scene, for fear of missing anything.

At first, the expression of the young man in white didn't show any difference except concentration, but when an unusually familiar ancient tomb appeared on the light curtain, the young man's eyes flickered with disbelief.

At the same time, he couldn't hide his excitement, and a smile appeared on his stern face. After memorizing every detail on the screen, he suddenly put away the mirror in his hand.

This young man in white is none other than Liu Qianlang who came here under the guidance of the phantom microscope after more than a month.

Although it was not very smooth along the way, nothing too big happened.

However, during this period, I missed my disciple Yaya and my beloved pet Qiqi very much. I entered the Moyu Skull Tomorrow Realm once, and I asked Master Ciyuan about Xinrui Orchid once helping the young master of Hunshamen to absorb two The blood of twelve comrades.

Liu Qianlang put away the phantom mirror, looked at the direction he was about to go, felt an indescribable feeling in his heart, his heart was ups and downs, and then he drew the immortal sword into Tianyu.

Five days later, under the moonlight, Liu Qianlang stood on top of a low tree and looked at the two bluestone courtyards not far in front of him, his eyes were moist.

The small courtyard on the left side of the line of sight has left so much happiness and joy. Dad smiles around his east flower room all day long. Mother Fengyue always likes to hold herself and her sister Liu Juan in her arms, sitting on the steps and watching the stars. look at the moon.

In the small courtyard on the right, there are always bursts of laughter like silver bells. It is the laughter of my younger sister Cheng Shifeng. Fast forward four years, Uncle Cheng and Aunt Cheng are all with their parents, but after that naturally heroic hunter, where did his brother Yuanfang go? For so many years, I have been thinking about it all the time.

Liu Qianlang drifted down, slowly walked up the green brick-paved corridor leading to the door of the house, and walked towards the door step by step. Flowers were still blooming on both sides of the corridor, and the night breeze was blowing, and the fragrance of flowers blowing on the face was intoxicating.

Open the familiar door lock, and push it open with a creak, everything in the courtyard is there, as if it was yesterday.

Liu Qianlang walked through her parents' room, her own room, and her sister Liu Juan's room one by one, leaving behind her reluctant eyes and heavy footprints in each room. Then he walked out of the courtyard and closed the door gently.

Stepping on the passageway when you came in again, looking up, thousands of bluestone courtyards are shining in the moonlight.

It's a pity that after four years of barrenness, the roofs of every household have been covered with climbing vines, and they look desolate.

Walking, walking, Liu Qianlang suddenly realized, how come the passageway piled up with petals under his feet has been completely free of dust for nearly four years. Could it be that someone has been cleaning it here all the time.

Liu Qianlang was startled suddenly, turned around a few steps and shot into the small courtyard again, looked back and forth again and again, and finally walked towards Uncle Cheng Hua's house in confusion.

In the darkness, Liu Qianlang suddenly felt a gust of wind whirl past, and then saw a little girl in blue in the void, stepping on a white-faced tiger more than ten feet long, passing over her head, towards the courtyard of Uncle Cheng Hua's house. Float away.

Looking at the little girl, Liu Qianlang's heart skipped a beat.

Because he recognized that the fierce tiger was the tiger-striped cat that his younger sister Shifeng played with when she was a child, that is, the white-faced tiger king. Isn't that the white-faced tiger king's younger sister's poetry style!

Liu Qianlang suppressed the excitement in his heart, fearing to scare her, he hastily turned into a thin cloud and jumped into the ghost boat, and slid into the courtyard of Uncle Cheng's house with a breeze. Quietly watching the little girl's every move.

After the little girl stepped on the white-faced tiger king and settled down, the white-faced tiger king suddenly turned into a handsome black-clothed boy, standing in front of the little girl mischievously, saying:

"Fairy Lingyao, can you do less work today, I haven't slept well for several nights!"

"What, you want to be lazy again, last time you went to Daddy's house to clean the yard, you just forgot about it, and you still want to be lazy today.

no! This fairy is just sitting here and staring at you. If there is a place that is not cleaned cleanly, today, tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow, you will not even want to sleep! snort! "

After talking about the girl, he sat angrily on a bluestone in the yard, watching the boy in black pick up the broom and sweep the floor.

Liu Qianlang laughed secretly, it's really new for a big tiger to be bullied by a little girl.

The little girl looked at the boy in black for a while, and seemed to be annoyed. She rested her chin with one hand, looked at the stars in the sky, blinked her big eyes, and said to herself:

"Father, mother, big daddy, aunt, sister Juan, brother Fang, brother Qianlang, Shifeng misses you so much, why haven't you come back, are you okay?" The little girl said with tears in her eyes.

The boy in black who was sweeping the floor saw him and comforted him:

"Didn't the lingpo of heaven and earth say that the relatives of the fairy are still in the world, and when the opportunity comes, there will be a day of reunion!"

"Fuck you, you've said this ten thousand times, the opportunity has arrived, the opportunity has arrived, when will the opportunity arrive?"

The little girl said angrily with twinkling blue eyes.

"I know when the opportunity will come!" The little girl had just finished speaking when she suddenly heard a loud voice from a tree opposite, which was vaguely familiar.

Then, a tall and handsome man in white clothes suddenly appeared in front of her eyes, with bright eyes and brows full of heroism, looking at her with a smile.

"Hey! Where did you come from? What are you doing at our house?"

The little girl was surprised.

"Haha, poetic style! Don't you even know Brother Qianlang?"

Liu Qianlang laughed.

When Cheng Shifeng heard the words, he ran up to the black-clothed boy like a gust of wind, pinched his ears vigorously, and the black-clothed boy let out a yell in pain.

Hearing the cry, the little girl was still asking, "Does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt, Fairy Lingyao!"

The boy in black grinned and said.

"What? It doesn't hurt!"

As the little girl said, she wanted to fix the other ear of the boy in black, and the boy in black jumped away in fright, saying in a hurry:

"It hurts! It hurts!"

"Haha, really, I'm not dreaming, you are brother Qianlang, brother Qianlang!"

The little girl cheered excitedly, she was as pure and naive as five or six years ago, but her eyes were shining with a deep blue color.