There’s a Dragon Girl in the Desolate Sea: 66. The sixth dragon scale (four)

The sixth dragon scale (four)

After Linglong finished speaking, he looked carefully at the Yuanzhi God, seeing that the sullen expression on his face had disappeared, so he let out a sigh of relief, and went over to rub him like a kitten: "What's wrong with my husband? , you scared me just now."

She raised her little face, she was obviously a mother who had given birth to a child, but she was still a girl like a flower, looking innocent and pure. Yuanzhi Shenjun looked at her quietly, but in the end he didn't say a word.

He felt a wave of self-loathing - what was he doing? Getting mad at an innocent woman? This dream came from him, what can she do? "Sorry, Linglong, I just treated you badly."

"It's okay." Linglong smiled and looked at him, "I know that my husband is not feeling well, and besides me, who else can my husband talk to?"

She is so gentle, Yuanzhi Shenjun can't say anything. He sighed lightly, but still hugged her slender waist and took her into his arms. "How have I been to you in the past?"

"Huh?" Linglong didn't seem to understand why he asked, but he answered anyway. "My husband's character is a little colder, but he treats everyone the same."

Is it the same for everyone...? But he felt that he should not be like this to her. If he can be as cold to her as he is to others, why does he feel unbearable when he sees her only a few times in his dreams? He could hardly contain the longing in his heart. He didn't want to be so entangled in dreams or reality - where she was there was reality. Even if it was a dream, the emotion she brought him was real.

"Delicate."

"Husband?"

Her eyes are clean and innocent, like a newborn baby, obviously naive. When looking at him, love and admiration are so undisguised. What was he still thinking about, if she could only exist in dreams, then he would just follow his heart. Maybe one day, his dream will come true and he will be able to see her in the sky. "I'm sorry."

Why the sudden apology? Linglong didn't understand, she tilted her head, she was as cute as a small beast. The immortal heart of Yuanzhi Shenjun, which had never been calm, finally began to beat again. He thought that he would exist like this until the end of the world, but now it seems that he still has a side like a mortal, at least when facing such a woman, he can't say anything against his heart, and he can no longer treat her coldly. correct.

"I was not gentle and considerate in the past, but I will improve it in the future." Yuanzhi Shenjun stretched out his arms and embraced Linglong in his arms. This was the first time he had embraced her without any scruples. He felt warmth in his empty chest. Filled, the whole person is no longer empty, and the satisfaction is sighing. It seems that there is something in her soul that attracts him, otherwise why would he love a dreamer? Whether this dream is true or not, for Yuanzhi Shenjun, it was enough that he met Linglong.

Linglong laughed in his arms: "What did your husband say, if your husband suddenly becomes gentle and considerate, I would find it strange. It's just as usual, I'm already very happy."

Divine Lord Yuanzhi did not reply, but held her tighter in his arms. At this time, the neglected Yan'er and the bones were not to be outdone. One was crying and the other was howling. Yuan Zhi Shenjun, who was screaming alive, had a pain in his head, so he had to let go. One of the husband and wife held the child and the other touched the dog's head. The little ancestor was quiet.

She made dinner at night, and it was exactly the same as before. It seemed that this was a strange circle. Except for him, no one could escape, and no one felt that something was wrong.

Shenjun Yuanzhi still ate a bowl of rice, and Linglong looked at him worriedly, as if he was worried that if he ate so little, he would become thinner. In fact, Yuanzhi Shenjun was not thin, but in the eyes of Linglong's concern, he couldn't hold back and went back with a bowl of rice-he had returned to the Heavenly Palace for many years, and he had no idea what it was like to be hungry and full. This is the case with immortals, who have gained immortality and immortality, and will lose the joy of being a mortal.

What good is it to be a mortal, ignorant and short-lived.

Linglong would first coax Yaner to sleep before going to bed. She had already changed out of the jingchai cloth skirt she wore during the day. She was wearing only snow-white nightgown. Spotless, even a little girl like Yan'er is always clean, not to mention herself, even if she wears simple clothes, she is still shockingly beautiful. Yuanzhi Shenjun sat on the bed and watched her walking back and forth with some fascination. If she wore the seamless **** of Xian'e, what kind of amazing beauty would it be? Only in this way, she is already more beautiful than the immortals.

That pair of fibrous hands really shouldn't be wasted in firewood, rice, oil and salt. No capable man would be willing to let his wife work so hard.

She's here.

Yuanzhi Shenjun held Linglong's hand. She is afraid that she is naturally beautiful, so she can still maintain such tenderness in daily housework. With a little force, he brought Linglong onto the bed, and lifted the quilt to cover her. Seeing her white jade-like face flushed red, he couldn't help joking: "When you got into my quilt, you were so shy."

When Linglong heard it, he retorted without embarrassment: "The light was blown that night, and I couldn't see my fingers, how could my husband see me blushing..." The rest of the words were like gnats, so I couldn't listen carefully.

Shenjun Yuanzhi chuckled, hugged her tighter, and whispered, "Go to sleep."

She stretched out her small hand and grabbed the front of his shirt, as if she was afraid that he would leave. With a dark lacquered roof, the wooden house environment is very good, she is ingenious, the house is surrounded by flowers and plants, fragrant, and quiet and peaceful, like a paradise. But such a life is very hard, Yuanzhi Shenjun always felt that Linglong should live a better life.

Rao is because he tried hard not to let himself fall asleep, but in the end he fell asleep in a daze. When he was awake, the first thing he did was reach out and grab the person beside him—and fluttered.

Nothing.

Shenjun Yuanzhi slowly opened his eyes. He was still under this thousand-year-old tree. The leaves of this tree were rustling, and the sky outside the sky made him feel terrifyingly empty. Why do you feel this way? He had never been before...he was not such a melancholy person.

"Linglong..." Divine Monarch Yuanzhi murmured the name. He got up and left Tianwaitian without turning his head. He could no longer feel calm here. He had something to ask someone.

The immortal dream is obsessed, he is not the first, but it is impossible to dream of the same scene over and over again, even if his emotions are not under his control. There must be something he didn't know, or he forgot. Did anything happen 10,000 years ago when he returned to the Heavenly Palace?

It's normal for the old immortal to not know. After all, the only person who brought him back in the past was the Emperor of Heaven. If anyone remembered what happened in the past, it would only be the Emperor of Heaven.

They haven't seen each other for thousands of years. After returning to the Heavenly Palace, Yuanzhi Shenjun returned to Tianwaitian. He is the **** in charge of order and law. His existence is the Dao, so he lives alone, does not interact with any gods, and has few desires and nothing to love. .

Heavenly Emperor was very surprised at his visit, but he did not directly answer the question of Yuanzhi Shenjun, but asked him: "What happened to you?"

"Do you have to meet before you can ask?"

Heavenly Emperor laughed, "You don't have emotions, you naturally have no desire for knowledge, and you won't get to the bottom of the problem. It must be someone or something that you have encountered that makes you curious."

Shenjun Yuanzhi was slightly startled.

"You are the God of Order and Law." The Emperor's smile gradually faded. "There shouldn't be any emotions that only human beings have. The world is full of turmoil, the world is in turmoil, you came into being, and the world ushered in order and laws, which is destined to be different from ordinary people. The heavenly palace has always put an end to the immortals from descending to the world, and pays great attention to those who move the hearts of ordinary people. You should know why."

God and man are different.

"I had a dream." Yuanzhi Shenjun said softly. "I met a woman in my dream, and I liked her very much."

"Dream?" The Heavenly Emperor laughed again this time. In his opinion, it was too ridiculous for the dignified God of Law to be trapped in dreams. "I didn't know you could still dream."

For example, most of the immortals in the palace today came from human cultivation, but he and Yuanzhi Shenjun are gods born from the creation of heaven and earth. In essence, they are different from other immortals, and naturally they will not have The desire to eat, let alone fall asleep and dream, let alone fall in love with a woman in a dream - if the person standing in front of him is Yuanzhi Shenjun, the Emperor of Heaven would want to laugh at him.

"Ten thousand years ago, when I was in the mortal world, did I ever have family ties?"

Under the inquiring eyes of Yuanzhi Divine Monarch, the Heavenly Emperor pondered for a long time before telling him, "I don't remember."

That was way too long ago, and it didn't make any sense to the Heavenly Emperor. The birth, old age, sickness and death of mortals are too trivial to God, just like the death of a mosquito or an ant, it is meaningless to human beings.

He really doesn't remember.

A mortal's love, hatred, and hatred, the Emperor of Heaven doesn't even bother to lift his eyelids. It is wrong for the affected Yuanzhi Shenjun to be like this. He should be more sober and ruthless in order to become a **** better.

Hearing that, Yuanzhi Shenjun was a little lost. Yes, the life and death of mortals, love and hate, are too small and unimportant to the immortals. Even if mortals die for immortals, it is their honor.

"Yuanzhi, you don't have to worry about it." The Emperor said softly. "Those who had entanglements with you when you crossed the calamity have already entered the cycle of reincarnation. You take it to heart, but you are only a demon in your heart."