Fall in love with you 630book, the fastest update of Sweet Honey, Ashes Like Frost On the third day of March, spring returns to the earth.
Everything is waking up, and what we are eagerly looking forward to is a dripping spring rain.
However, we are destined to be disappointed this year.
When the water god returns, where will the rain and dew come from?
"The Emperor of Heaven has a decree."
A high-spirited immortal attendant held a navy blue cloud-patterned oracle in his right hand.
He passed through the immortals who were crying heartbrokenly inside and outside the courtyard.
He swept the dust with his left hand and stood at the head of the hall.
"Fairy Jinmi takes the order" I sighed and knelt down to listen to the order.
"Zhi said: The water god's form disappeared, and the colors of the heaven and earth changed.
He shed tears of sadness.
The water god was kind-hearted throughout his life, sympathized with all living things in the world, and brought countless lives to life with his spiritual power throughout his life.
He was specially given the posthumous title of Deshan Xianzun.
Jin.
Mi Xianzi, the only daughter left behind by the Water God, was ordered to observe mourning in front of the mausoleum for three years, and her marriage to the Night God Runyu was postponed until after the three-year mourning period was completed.
In addition, Mi Xianzi became an immortal, succeeded to the position of Water God, and was granted the title on that day.
"The order is over" "Jin Mi accepts the decree."
I received the freshly baked edict, auspicious clouds swelled at my feet, and three flowers gathered at my head.
Finally, I became the god I had dreamed of, and it could be said that my long-cherished wish was fulfilled.
However, there was no trace of the joy that I had longed for thousands of times in my heart.
I only felt that my chest was tight and heavy.
Overnight, I gained a water god father.
Overnight, my father's body and soul disappeared.
Just like a curtain of April spring rain, it dissipates in the dusk spring light before you can reach out and touch it, making people wonder if they are dazzled.
I was alone again.
I shook the willow leaf ice blade in my hand, and the coldness penetrated into my bones.
The ephedra and plain white in the courtyard filled my eyes.
They were all immortals who came to mourn.
I was stunned and murmured: "If dad hadn't spent his whole life...
If half of my spiritual power is refined into the ice blade to protect my body, I will not be defeated by the poisonous hand.
I will not be able to hold on to my soul, and my soul will fly away.
If I had known, I would have known."
The little fish fairy held me in his arms, caressing my back, just like my father did to comfort me, "I already knew it was hard to buy.
Mi'er, don't be sad, I am there for everything.
The soul of the immortal is aware of it and will definitely not want it."
Mi'er is heartbroken and devastated."
I looked at him in confusion.
What does "heartbroken and wounded" mean?
My chest is just a little heavy, as if my chest is broken by a big stone after practicing.
I think I'm just sick.
I should be able to sleep after a while.
It will be fine.
On the side, the God of Wind, dressed in linen, burned three sticks of incense in the incense burner with an indifferent expression, leaned down and kowtowed three times, and then silently sat on the left hand seat to accept the prayers of the immortals and thank them.
Fengshen can be said to be my father's fairy couple.
However, I rarely see her.
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Firstly, she does not usually live in Luoxiang's house.
Secondly, although she and my father are called fairy lovers, they are just acquaintances. , but it was only because the Emperor of Heaven strengthened the mandarin duck genealogy that they became husband and wife.
Both of them have a dull and unsullied temperament.
If it weren't for the grand ceremony in heaven, there would be almost no chance for the two of them to meet.
If we hadn't met today, I would have almost forgotten this God.
"Taibai Jinxing has come to pay his respects.
Yuanshi Tianzun has come to pay his respects.
Wenqu Xingjun has come to pay his respects."
A pair of young fairy boys came to pay their respects.
A stream of people came to pay their respects to the immortal family.
Suddenly they paused and didn't know which deity they saw.
After a while, He raised his voice and heard a voice: "The Fire God God has come to pay his respects."
I turned around and saw a pair of phoenix eyes that had subdued the usual aloofness and arrogance.
I saw that the phoenix was dressed in pure white clothes, with black hair simply tied up, without any embellishment.
She took the incense handed from the funeral and stepped inside.
Finally, she stopped.
He held incense and bowed his head in front of his father's coffin, with a pious look on his face.
Three wisps of green smoke escaped, lingering between his fingers where he held three incense sticks.
The fingers had distinct knuckles and were white and slender.
But I knew that there was a thin layer of callus on the middle finger of his left hand where he held the pen, and the sword was held in the tiger's mouth.
There was also a thin layer of cocoon everywhere.
The little fish fairy gently squeezed the palm of my hand.
I trembled slightly and withdrew my wandering soul.
After finishing the ceremony, Phoenix walked to the side of Fengshen with a solemn expression.
He didn't know what he whispered to Fengshen in a low voice, but he saw Fengshen nodded.
The little fish fairy rubbed my forehead.
I just turned around, but I felt a breeze of people coming to my cheeks.
Phoenix stood in front of me in an instant, looking down at me with rare gentle eyes, and spoke softly and softly once in a hundred years.
He said to me: "Please give me my condolences."
By the way, the Immortal has been devoted to the God of Flowers for the rest of his life.
Although they cannot be born together, he must want to sleep in the same cave after death.
He placed the tomb of the Immortal's body next to the mausoleum of the Flower God.
After consulting the God of Wind, she had no objection."
I nodded obediently.
The little fish fairy patted the back of my hand.
Looking at the little fish fairy's hand, the expression on his face suddenly flickered in and out, his brows immediately tightened, and his phoenix eyes narrowed to become even narrower.
"I will definitely find out for you who harmed the Water God."
"I will definitely find out for Mi'er who harmed the immortal."
Phoenix and Xiaoyu Xianhuan suddenly spoke in unison.
They were indeed worthy of being brothers and were in perfect harmony.
I nodded my head obediently, then quickly shook my head, and said repeatedly: "No, no, no, the deceased is long gone.
When will retribution be repaid?
Ginseng is very long and eating too much will make you get angry easily."
"Hey!"
Phoenix sighed, stretched out his hand as if to pat my head, but took it back halfway, and the spring light fell on his palm, three inches long.
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A gust of wind blew up, and the white silk paper used for the memorial ceremony was scattered and flying for a while without being held down by a paperweight.
"Your Majesty, Fire God, is feeling very well."
I looked at Phoenix quietly.
There was a twinkle in his eyes, and he seemed to be in a better mood again, "Much better, he recovered a few days ago."
I frowned and said "Oh."
Phoenix is indeed praised by the gods as having the strongest spiritual power among all the fire gods in history.
He recovered from serious injuries in less than a month.
When Fenghuang saw that I was silent, he added, "Feixu found a shoe outside my palace that day."
After a pause, he continued, "It's not a magic pill, but it's better than a magic pill."
I fell into deep thought and ignored his inconsistent words.
After the first seven days, I returned to the flower world and buried my father in his clothes.
Before I left, I went to the Marriage Mansion and took with me the love storybook Secret Pictures of the Palace of Love that Fox Fairy had given me earlier.
I have been guarding the mausoleum for three years with nothing to do, so I might as well study these books carefully in preparation for him.
It's a good way to kill some time.
I am tired of guarding the two bare graves, so I plant some flowers and plants in my spare time.
Plums and willows are just that.
I recently fell in love with the camphor tree.
The small oval leaves are dense and dense, and they are green in spring and red in autumn. , occasionally the wind will rustle, shaking off the red and green leaves on the ground, which is really beautiful.
I like to hold a twelve-jointed bamboo umbrella through these fallen leaves.
The sound of them falling on the umbrella one by one is like the sound of rain, but more like the thunderstorms set by my father.
People say that the human shadow does not follow the flowing water, but the water often goes eastward, but the human shadow remains.
But why is there a lot of water dripping in the world now, but the water god is no longer seen.
Recently, I also read some booklets about numerology in the world, such as Liuyao, Yi Jing, Lianshan, Guizang, and Yi Zhuan.
In the end, I concluded that most of them are what the world calls "numerology."
Too hard, born with a sword, to defeat people.
"Ken the father, the mother, the husband, and the son, all they have to do is kill all the people around them.
It's so dangerous!
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