So he didn't say much, and turned into a stream of light and left.

"This child still doesn't see his heart clearly after all." Meng Po smiled in a low voice.

"After experiencing that time, Ahe will see clearly, and mother-in-law will wait." Luo Ge spoke so.

Meng Po nodded, suddenly looked behind Luo Ge and Qi Jiu, opened her lips and asked, "Why haven't that Qiang Master come back?"

Luo Ge looked at Qi Jiu, and Qi Jiu looked at Luo Ge.

When the two came back just now, they were only concerned about discussing the marriage. Therefore, they just called Qiang Di and then returned to this place.

Put the west over there.

Luo Ge lowered his eyes silently and touched his nose.

"There are objects on the gods, in the Chaos Galaxy, and there are still some objects waiting for the gods and the Yunji God for tens of millions of years. It is time to take it out and let it see the sun again." Meng Po shook her head and smiled, with a friendly smile.

That's an object.

Qi Jiu and Luo Ge understood each other in a state of mind, looked at each other, and nodded.

It is indeed time to ask it to see the light of day again.

"I want to get married in the spiritual world, where is my hometown in this life." Luo Ge looked at Qi Jiu.

"I'm in the underworld, no, I'm welcomed you into the clouds, and there... is also my hometown in this life." Qi Jiu stretched out his hand and stroked Luo Ge's hair on his temples.

"I want to come for your grandeur makeup." Luo Ge curled his lips.

"I will lay the foundation for you, letting you be the most dazzling bride in the Nine Realms. It is unique, unique." Qi Jiu's eyes faded away from the coldness, and he gradually smiled and became addicted to his smile.

Standing at the door, Long Buli heard the mouth of the corner of the wall: "..." It was really not the time.

He turned around and left silently, and saw Luo Tian sitting on the eaves in the distance.

Then he jumped onto the eaves and came to the former to sit down.

"Sister Luo and Brother Yun Fan will be perfect. Why are you unhappy with your wine to relieve your sorrow?" Looking at the wine jars beside him, Long Buli raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Yes, Sister Luo and Brother Yun Fan will be perfect. For thousands of years, the two lonely emperors will finally get married again. Thank you, I will never leave you, what should I give as a wedding gift?" He raised his head and drank a sip of the thousand-year-old spirit. Luo Tian glanced at his eyes slightly, with a rare drunkenness in his eyes.

Long Buli picked up a jar of daughter Hong from Luo Tian, ​​uncovered the lid and took a big drink.

This wine was brought from the Demon World, and it was Fiery.

He grinned fiercely and sighed, and Long Buli smiled: "Did Brother Heng hear a saying that you send goose feathers thousands of miles away, and the gift is light and affection is heavy."

"Natural." Luo Tian held the altar and drank it.

"But, you and I are not the stingy person." Long Buli laughed.

Luo Tian looked at him and smiled back: "She is my sister. I have never been tolerated since ancient times. Besides, she only has such a prosperous red makeup in her life. If I want to give gifts, I will give it to the most precious ones in the Nine Realms."

"Even if it is not like Brother Yun Fan, it is unique, but it is a rare object like a rare person." Long Buli smiled more and more.

"When the dust settles and all the spirits return, what will I do if Buliujie plans to go?" Luo Tian asked suddenly after drinking a jar of wine.

Long Buli remained silent for a moment, and a beautiful red figure appeared in his mind.

"Your Majesty--"

He looked at the endless horizon in the distance, his eyes slightly hollow: "I-I'm going to make an agreement, so she's waiting for a long time."

Luo Tianliran.

"Where is Brother Heng?" Long Buli put down the wine jar and asked.

"After my sister and brother Yun Fan travel around, I will hand over the position of Emperor of the Demon Realm to others. The world is so great that there is a place to live. At worst, the world is home, the sky is the quilt, and the earth is the mat—just like when my sister took us and others to travel around the mortal realm," Luo Tian raised his lips and smiled.

Long Buli stopped asking and turned his head to look at the sky.

Both were in silence.

Let’s talk about Meng Po, after saying goodbye to Luoge and Qijiu, he left, and crossed tens of millions of miles in just one step and arrived at the border of the mortal world.

There is a vast ocean, a line with the sky and the earth, blue and spectacular.

There was a red dress standing on the coast, quietly watching the waves surging.

He radiates barefoots in red, and his temperament is calm and peaceful.

Meng Po looked quietly, and her turbid eyes were gradually replaced by hazy.

"Is it you..." she whispered.

Upon hearing the movement, Qiang Di came back to his senses and turned around to take a look.

As I saw an old woman standing in the distance, quietly looking at herself - rather than looking at herself, she was looking at others through herself.

"Old Lady Meng?" Qiang Di was stunned and bowed his head and bowed.

"In the past, you were young and reckless, and your demeanor was as evil as fire. Now that you have entered the Dragon Clan, you have settled your temperament. After you don't want to calm down, you are quite similar to him, but you are just a little bit of eyebrows and a little bit of demeanor." Meng Po sighed.

Qiang Di pursed his lips.

Are you talking about him being born a little like Emperor Mingyue?

That ancestor god who activated the seven emotions and six desires and opened the way to cultivate fate - the emperor who served as the first generation of Yue Lao, was born from the bright moon as the ancestor of all fate.

"The Emperor Mingyue is talented and elegant, and his charm is only comparable to that of the Pangu Emperor of the past. A younger generation is not worthy of comparison." Qiang Di lowered his eyes and bowed to Meng Po.

Meng Po shook her head: "In my memory, he should be as beautiful as he is." This is so comfortable and so peerless.

Qiang Di remained silent, and a hint of embarrassment slid across the corners of his eyes.

"The Qiang Master is happy to the gods. Now the gods are about to get married. I wonder what gifts are you going to give?" Meng Po asked again.

Turning around and looking at the blue ocean, the waves in my ears swayed on the shore.

There are terrifying everywhere.

"In terms of identity, she is the ancestor of all gods; in terms of power, she can call on all races in the world and order people, ghosts and gods from all directions; in terms of money, her secret realm of dragon clan is the supreme treasure. I don't know what to give her as a wedding gift." If so, he wanted to give her a innocent heart.

Unfortunately, he knew the little beauty's thoughts.

She won't want it.

"The gods love drinking." Meng Po murmured, and the spectacular scenery ahead reflected in his eyes, and the gentle and affectionate return.

If he was still there, perhaps she could join hands with him and send a marriage line to God himself.

However, the fate of the way of heaven is destined, and she may have a fate with him in this life.

Meng Po sighed lightly and her figure slowly disappeared from the spot.

When Qiang Di looked back, he only saw a bowl of steaming soup.

That's Mengpo soup.

The deceased drinks it, and you can forget all the sorrows and joys of the past and the Mengpo soup that you have long-lasting concerns.

Qiang Di walked over, squatted down and picked up Mengpo soup, and Yao An suddenly appeared in his mind.

"When you cross the Naihe Bridge, have you ever let go of this bowl of soup? Xiao Yaoyao—" he murmured to himself.
Chapter completed!