Supreme God King

Outside the Dragon City Tianwang Mansion, there is a bustling street. In the future, the heaven will be in peace for a long time, and it will be at the apex of the universe. It does not need to be guarded.

Therefore, the huge and magnificent Tianwang Mansion is like a jewel inlaid between the people of Dragon City, and the Jingyu Divine Mansion, Fuxue Divine Mansion, Hongwu Divine Mansion, Tiandao Divine Mansion, Qiji Divine Mansion, Zaifu Divine Mansion echoed from a distance, and Fasi Divine Mansion, which was nearly a hundred miles away, could be seen from a distance.

On this bustling street, a young man stood holding a little girl. The young man looks in his early twenties, while the little girl is five or six years old, with bright and gratifying eyes, somewhat similar to men.

After a while, several priests hurriedly walked out of the palace of the Heavenly King, came to the man and the little girl, and said, "Please!"

The man smiled and patted the little **** the head, then picked her up and walked into the Heavenly Palace.

Passing through many gardens, courtyards, main halls, and triple halls with glorious historical traces, men and girls, surrounded by several priests, came to the most famous long corridor in the future heaven.

Corridor of Heavenly Kings.

Portraits of Xuanyuan Jingzhe and Qilin Ruihuang hung on the walls of the corridor of the Heavenly King.

The elegant man hugged the girl and came to the third portrait.

That is the portrait of Meng Fan.

Below the portrait, there are the words written by the best pen.

"The third generation of heavenly kings, Meng Fan, the lord of heaven, hegemons of the world, the great leader of the future heaven, one of the founders of the future heaven, the first **** of Jingyu, the drafter of the future constitution, the devourer of heaven, the creator, the world The proponent of the conference concept, the mentor and guide of the fourth generation of heavenly kings."

The small blank space below the portrait has been filled, and people can feel that the fourth generation of heavenly king Zhiwei has too much to say, but unfortunately it can't be written.

There is no comment. Legend has it that Zhiweiyi thought for a long time when thinking about writing a comment for Meng Fan, and finally said that he was not qualified to evaluate it, so he gave up and just put these names on.

The man held the little girl, reached out and clicked the words under the portrait, and said to the little girl: "This is your great grandfather."

The little girl nodded, her shiny eyes showed that she understood, then she stretched out her hand and stroked the portrait.

The man turned his head.

I saw a majestic man in a plain purple robe standing at the other end of the corridor of the Heavenly King.

At this moment, the man’s face was full of joy, and he hurried forward, and several priests immediately gave their hands: "My lord."

The king of heaven is one.

The elegant man put down the little girl and bowed to Zhiwei and saluted: "Meet the Lord Heaven."

He laughed loudly: "Call Uncle!"

"Uncle." The elegant man smiled, "My nephew Meng Fuyun, this is my daughter, Meng Qin."

Zhiwei stretched out his big hand to hold Meng Fuyun's shoulder, and stopped talking, then squatted down, looked at the little girl Meng Qin, and said in surprise: "How old?"

"Six years old." Meng Fuyun smiled gently.

Zhiwei nodded his head: "Just six years old, is already the God King of One Tribulations, innate body?"

"Yes, uncle, the innate body, the little girl is the king of gods, inherited the talent of her father, she is born to know, everything can be understood as long as she comes into contact with it, and she has been able to read through eight thousand humanity chapters and many monster epics. ."

Meng Fuyun touched the little girl's hair fondly: "Uncle, my nephew is not talented, and a bit dull. He only became the King of God more than ten years ago. He is the most clumsy of the seven siblings, but the little girl is amazing. There are so many colorful, and very curious. I am very curious about the knowledge, art, and history of the world. The little girl can't be satisfied in the east of the bridge, so my mother sent a letter to my nephew, asking my nephew to bring the little girl to the future heaven."

"I saw the letter, redundant, redundant." Zhiwei waved his hand: "Just take a word. You guys!"

Several priests responded immediately: "Yes."

"From today, follow me next to my fellow granddaughter, who has the highest right of passage in Dragon City, and all the gods can enter!"

"Yes!"

Although the priests are serious, they are happy in their hearts. In this way, they can also see many books that require a high level and meritorious service.

"Come and come." Zhiwei took Meng Fuyun's hand, and took Xiao Meng Qin with the other hand, and walked directly into the main hall of the Heavenly King's Palace.

The main hall of the Heavenly King is relatively concise, much simpler than when Meng Fan, Ruihuang, and Xuanyuan Jingzhe were in power, but there are many portraits on the walls, not personal portraits, but portraits of great feats created by Heavenly Court over the years. , In addition, there are some gifts from all the worlds, all randomly stacked in the corner.

"I'm very angry with your mother." After stepping into the main hall of the Heavenly King, Zhiwei suddenly said such a sentence. "For more than five hundred years, your mother and Qilin hid in the distant world and lived a happy life, but they never communicated with me. But I heard that your mother often communicated some letters with Senior Xingao, and I was embarrassed. Senior proud to ask for it, after all, it is a personal letter."

While talking about it, Zhiwei placed Meng Qin on the huge Nine Dragon Cup sent by Dragon World, then opened the box next to the throne and handed it to Meng Qin. It was immediately fragrant, and it was cultivated with the spiritual liquid of the flat world. Each of the fruits that came out was equivalent to a heavenly elixir, and one was eaten by the peak of the gods, which could be directly pushed to the realm of the gods, which was extremely precious.

As if he saw Meng Qin happily as if he saw the grandfather of another generation, while teasing Meng Qin, he giggled. In contrast, Meng Qin's face was indifferent. As the leader of the world, he seemed to be a leader. child.

"How is your mother?" Zhiwei asked without looking back.

Meng Fuyun smiled and said: "I haven't asked Dao for many years. My mother said that the end of martial arts, the law of all things, and the world's knowledge are all explored. Great ancestors have already explored to the point where there is nothing to explore, so she no longer has to worry about it. For hundreds of years, my mother has been taking care of our brothers and sisters. Now that the brothers and sisters are older, my mother will help us take care of our children."

"How many people are there in Xiao Mengqin's generation?" Zhiwei asked when he turned around.

Meng Fuyun smiled: "I am the seventh in my family. Most of my elder brothers and sisters are outgoing and are of the blood of the Lord of Heaven. I don't want to be stable. Only my elder brother and my nephew have married me. My nephew is only Meng Qin. The eldest brother has three sons, the eldest is only seventeen years old, and they are all with his mother in Qiaodong."

"Your eldest brother, your fifth sister, appeared in the Glory Empire not long ago. At that time, I asked Xingcang to bring it back to me immediately. Unfortunately, Xingcang did not do it. I heard that your eldest brother and your fifth elder sister have already left, your fourth brother Now in Taoshan, I was caught by Senior Xingao, I don’t know how." Zhiweiyi picked up a Linglong ball and handed it to Xiao Mengqin. The Linglong ball was very delicate, and it shook gently, making a pleasant sound. , It is vaguely visible that many elves live in Linglong Ball.

"Hold it for fun, there are so many fun things in Grandpa's place." Zhiwei smiled.

Meng Qin shook the Linglong ball, and said in a milky voice, "This is a Taoist implement."

"Oh, I still know Dao Qi. Hold it to play, if it is broken, play." Zhi Weiyi said spoiledly. Then he turned around and walked to Meng Fuyun. "My nephew, you have to accompany Xiao Mengqin here. You want to enter the hometown of the heavens in the future, get an official experience, or play in the clouds and wild cranes. I agree, but you should keep it for some time, it is best to keep it. , Tomorrow I will lead you a few times, and in ten days, I invite Senior Yue to return to the future heaven. You must meet."

Meng Fuyun bowed his hands: "Yes."