One day five hundred years later, he was ordered by the Emperor to secretly go out to run errands. There was a red shadow waiting outside the palace gate. When he saw him, his little face immediately showed many surprises. He just stood there hesitating, thinking about it. He didn't dare to step forward.

He recognized her: "Xiaocha."

After staying for a long time, she realized that he was calling herself, she immediately stepped forward, her eyes were lowered, and she was a little at a loss: "Sir Shenzun."

The daring little monster of that year is still clearly in his memory. He didn't expect to see him in five hundred years. The person in front of him has become more and more beautiful, and he is a little more reserved than before. Why didn't the court see you?"

She immediately looked up at him, greatly disappointed: "I thought Lord God Zun saw me."

Five hundred years ago, the little demon's cultivation base has clearly improved. He looked at her with admiration, and couldn't help but use magic again, but he was shocked by the result - after not seeing her for hundreds of years, the little demon's fate was halfway through. A mutation was born, and the relationship between the loose immortals that should have been blurred, it seems that the future is unknown, and it seems like a huge catastrophe, very dangerous!

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I have never seen such a strange thing in my life. Needless to say, it must have been caused by an accident in practice. It is likely to be a disaster. But if he can't predict it, then the matter is not simple. What is the accident? Cause this anomaly? It is necessary to find out to eliminate it. I just don’t know if this “accident” represents something that has already happened, or is it destined to happen in the future?

He re-examined her intently, and couldn't help but ask, "Is there any abnormality in your practice in recent years?"

She obviously sounded concerned and shook her head shyly: "No, it's just that the calamity is getting heavier and heavier, a little... sad."

He came here when he was young and passionate, how could he not see her embarrassment, and sighed secretly while laughing, the ignorant little demon didn't know that disaster was coming, so he changed the subject: "Why did you suddenly run into the city? "

She blushed, but still told the truth: "Because I want to see Lord Shenzun." She originally wanted to wait for him to become an immortal before coming to him, but she couldn't help it.

Due to their physical limitations, the subjects of the clan have difficulty in cultivating immortals. Nowadays, it is rare to have one, but encounter such an ominous and strange thing. Looking at that little face, he felt pity in his heart: "Then stay in Huachao Palace to practice, would you like to?"

He actually kept it personally? Surprised and happy, she couldn't believe it: "Can I really stay?"

According to her current situation, it is undoubtedly safer to stay in the palace to practice. Maybe she can find the reason to resolve this disaster for her. He looked sideways at the horizon: "But you have to do one thing with me first."

She nodded.

He raised his hand to signal, seeing her inexplicable face, and couldn't help smiling, he simply waved his sleeves and turned her into a small black camellia, carried it to the palm of his hand, and put it into his sleeve: "This matter is very confidential, and no outsiders are allowed. , you should avoid it in my sleeve."

Lord God is really fragrant! The little demon fumbled around in the middle of his sleeve, thinking wildly.

Thousands of years have passed in the blink of an eye, and she has become an immortal. After countless flower fairy flower demons paid homage to the new god in the audience, he held her hand with a smile and took her to the Yaochi Fairy...

In the happy place, a sigh suddenly came from the ear, and the little demon woke up from a beautiful dream.

"Since you want to cultivate immortals, how can you snooze?" A slightly reproachful voice.

For fear that he would be unhappy, she turned over in fright, and then fell heavily to the ground. It turned out that she came back too late last night, and she fell asleep in his sleeve. Seeing that she was sleeping soundly, he didn't disturb her, and only put her in the flower basket hanging above the bed.

After regaining her human form, she didn't care about the pain, got up and hesitated: "I...I'm not..."

He pulled her with a smile: "does it hurt to fall?"

It's a shame to just live in! She tried hard to correct his impression: "I don't snooze, I was just too happy last night. I have only come out to play once in five hundred years."

He nodded: "It's good to persevere."

She regretted: "It's a pity that there are a lot of fun things in the world, has the Lord God been there?"

Fan's heart is so heavy, could this be the reason why her fate is uncertain? He restrained his smile, frowned and warned: "There is life, old age, sickness and death in the human world, and flowers and trees are transformed in a cycle. Only by practicing hard and jumping out of samsara transformation can we attain eternal immortality."

She was puzzled: "People die and live and die. Isn't the reincarnation of the human world and our cyclical transformation eternal?"

Sure enough, this little demon is quite aura. He secretly admired, shook his head and said: "How can it be the same, just like you, if you experience the transformation of life and death, you will forget me, how can you be eternal."

"I won't forget you," she swept away her shyness and smiled brightly, "I will definitely practice with my heart."

Of course he wouldn't take her words to heart, but she took his words seriously. Sooner or later, she devotes herself to her practice. She runs up and down the Huachao Palace on weekdays. All the work of his maid was taken care of, and all the immortals only took the phrase "being a god queen" as a joke. Seeing that she was enthusiastic and interesting, they didn't care about her while making fun of her, and they were happy to relax after errands.

"What do you always watch me do?" He put down his pen with a smile.

"Sir Shenzun looks good." She looked obsessed.

I like it because he looks good, this answer is so straightforward... He shook his head, picked up the pen again, and at the same time felt relieved - she was really just infatuated with him, she just liked him, and it would be much more to have such a little monster by her side Lots of fun. Since staying in the Huachao Palace, she has been quiet for eight thousand years, and her words and deeds reminded him of the time when he was mad when he was young.

She started grinding the ink again and muttered, "It would be nice if Lord Shenzun wasn't so good-looking."

He was surprised: "What?"

She turned her face away: "They all like you."

Unexpectedly, this little demon is still very possessive, and he uses the most direct way of being jealous. He dipped his pen in ink and teased her casually: "If you like it, they can also."

"I'm not the same as them," she threw away the ink stick in anger, and raised her eyebrows confidently, "If you promise me, you can't like them anymore, I will be your goddess in the future, and I will cultivate with you and give you life. "..." He blushed and couldn't go on, but his big eyes still stared at him without showing weakness.

Double repair? He raised his face and looked at the door calmly, smiled and said, "Don't talk about this outside, and don't think like this again in the future."

She was displeased: "Why can't you think about it, I really like Lord God Zun."

After being confessed twice by a little demon, he held back his smile and explained, "Immortals have a different path. Now that your demonic nature has not been eliminated, you can't like me. If you are too emotional, you will bring disaster."

She was stunned for a long time: "That means, I have to become a fairy before I can like you?"

He nodded: "Practice with your heart, don't think about it any more."

She was just in a daze.

The little demon's fate is uncertain, and he has been obedient during the days he came to Huachao Palace. He practiced diligently, and there were no ominous signs. Could it be that the vision really should be in the future? After thinking for a moment, he got up and ordered: "I have something to go out for a while, you are not allowed to run around, just copy the new technique I taught here twice, and don't be lazy."

She grabbed his sleeve and whispered, "Sir Shenzun!"

He bowed his head: "What?"

She looked at him: "If I don't like you, how can I be your queen?"

He reached out and patted her head: "Then don't do it."

Her face darkened: "If I don't become a god, what will I do when I become an immortal?"

Realizing that something was wrong, he smiled and was about to speak, but saw her eyes light up: "Sir Shenzun, do you like me too?"

The youthful heart was aroused again, and he couldn't help laughing again.

If you don't like it, why didn't you reject it in the first place? She automatically misunderstood the meaning of the smile and rejoiced: "If you don't like me, what's the point of me being a goddess, but now I'm still a demon, and gods and demons can't have feelings, don't like me first, wait until I become a fairy Like it again." She sat down in front of the case, grabbed his pen, and began to copy the formulas crookedly: "But you can't like others, you must look at me every day, and don't forget me."

He shook his head, moved in his heart, and asked casually, "What if someone else was the queen of gods?"

She didn't hesitate: "I'll ignore you again."

He was stunned.

Feeling something, she began to feel uneasy, lost the pen and pulled him to please: "Can't you not want others, you promised me, don't like them, I will treat you well."

This promise is a bit nondescript, and he laughed: "Don't think about it, we will talk about it after you become an immortal." He walked out the door as he spoke.

Of course, he was not at ease with what Xiao Yao said. He was young and frivolous, and he would understand in the future.

Five years have passed by with a flick of a finger. On the Baizhou Mountain outside Huachao City, the black clouds are pressing down. There are several camellias growing by the stone. The flowers are beautiful and colorful. Torment of Thunder.

She shrank in his arms and trembled: "Can I make it through?"

He patted her on the head and encouraged: "Didn't I teach you spells? Now that you have a fake body, as long as you hide, Fenglei will not be able to find you."

Back then, when she saw the peony demon being beaten back to its original shape under the thousand-year calamity, her fear did not diminish, and she forced herself to remain calm: "What if I was beaten back to its original shape, or if I couldn't stand the thunder, what would I do?"

Seeing that she was pitifully afraid, he felt pity and comforted: "Although our Huamu family has no reincarnation, there is a reason for recycling, so don't be afraid."

She turned her face away stubbornly: "I'm afraid that the wind and thunder will hurt you fundamentally, and I won't remember you when I'm reborn in the future."

for this? He was stunned.

She bit her lip: "I almost couldn't pass the first few times." Once, she was almost beaten back to her original shape, but thinking of him, she was unwilling, and finally survived.

He regained his senses and said softly, "You can, but you don't believe my words?"

That's right, he is Lord God, who can predict the past and the future! She suddenly gained confidence for no reason, and smiled at him: "Of course I believe, I will definitely become an immortal and become your goddess."

At this time, he was still thinking about becoming a god queen. He was both funny and helpless: "Then deal with it carefully, don't panic, as long as you survive the catastrophe, I will take you to the Yaochi meeting."

Heavenly Court Yaochi Club! She was overjoyed: "Really?"

Knowing that Xiu Xian relies on belief, not enticing, but to her, he didn't think there was anything wrong with this, and nodded with a smile: "According to the opportunity, I will watch you."

She blinked happily: "I know you will help me, I'm not afraid."

He was stunned and said nothing.

As long as she helps a little bit, sheltering her will naturally not be a problem, but now the vision that has appeared in her destiny cannot be predicted by her own cultivation base of 200,000 years. It can be seen that it is extremely serious. Intervening is against the will of God, and I am afraid it will lead to catastrophe. In the future, the juncture of returning to the position must not go wrong, not to mention that there are too many things like this, and it is impossible to help. Therefore, the clan has withered so far, and it is worth taking a risk for a little monster. ?

Looking at those bright eyes, he finally couldn't bear to refuse, sighed, and told: "Remember, no matter what, you must never leave the ground and hurt your roots."

She was firm: "I remember, don't worry."

He looked up at the sky: "Hide quickly."

Appearing in front of him? She blushed and pushed him: "You go first."

He didn't force it, he turned around and left.

"Remember to take me to the Yaochi meeting!" She shouted at his back, turning herself into a red camellia.

Compared with the surrounding camellias, this one is particularly special. It is as tall as a person. The palm-sized dark green branches and leaves are glistening. The flowers on the branches are as big as human heads, bright red and bright. Eight are already in bloom, and one is about to bloom.

The wind blew, the thunder was about to start, and the black camellia was blown up and down.

Thousands of years of catastrophe, don't panic, just endure it! She refrained from trembling, and secretly encouraged herself that as long as she survived the calamity safely, her actions would not be restricted by her true form in the future, and more importantly, she was a big step closer to him. Yes, not to mention he will help.

The tall camellia gradually shrunk, turning into an ordinary camellia, and mixed among the flowers.

The black clouds were too heavy to bear, and all of a sudden, the sky and the earth were violent.

The rain hit the petals, a scene of embarrassment.

It hurts! It hurts more than last time! She bit her lip and held back, clinging to the ground under her feet.

A silver snake appeared in the air, circling and roaming, passing quickly through the gaps in the dark clouds, but the expected sound never came, as if searching for something.

With a loud bang, the entire Baizhou Mountain shook.

A big hole was split on the ground, and all the branches and leaves of a camellia withered in an instant.

She hid behind the stone, covered in rain and cold sweat. This time the catastrophe was much heavier. Fortunately, he had already taught her the method of shifting shapes and overlapping shadows. The one struck by lightning was just a fake body. The next step should not be sloppy. Thinking of this, she immediately followed the method he taught and set up another fake figure behind the big stone, but she returned to the flowers.

The silver snake was really fooled, and with a sound, the big stone and the fake body were shattered.

Three thunder punishments, his only way is to avoid the first two, what about the last one? It was only now that she remembered this serious problem, and she started to panic, and she didn't dare to run around on her own, so she held her breath, tried her best to converge the branches and leaves, mixed with the rest of the camellia, and her whole body almost fell to the ground.

The silver snake hovered above, overlooking the ground, and seemed to be looking.

Suddenly, the wind increased sharply, and the surrounding flowers were uprooted, and soon a single red camellia was left.

She was terrified.

The wind was stronger, and the silver snake swam, showing great pride.

He must endure it, it is not far from him, and he also promised to take himself to the Yaochi meeting! Thinking of this, she clenched her teeth and firmly grasped the soil, protected her roots, and warned herself not to leave the ground. She avoided the first two, and only the last one was left. It shouldn't be a problem to survive, although it was much heavier than the previous ones. .

It's not an ordinary wind, it's the sky wind, blowing on the body like a cold, the leaves have already fallen off, only the nine red flowers are still hanging on the branches, and the ninth flower bud even opened a few pieces, as if trying hard. To bloom.

Finally, the silver snake rushed down arrogantly.

Determined to endure this torture, she nervously opened her eyes wide, watching the silver light approaching, condensing the thousand-year mana to prepare for a fight.

In the blink of an eye, a golden object flew by.

Just when she was in a daze, her body shook violently, as if it was about to split into countless pieces, and the blood gurgled down the branches, and the pain made her almost faint, and her true form was almost taken out of the ground.

With the loud noise, the ninth camellia bloomed in time!

The thick clouds in the sky dissipated in an instant, the wind was gentle, and the sun was shining brightly.

Looking at the clear sky, she laughed hard, and finally returned to her human form, and fell powerlessly to the ground, covered in blood.

In the Huachao Palace, he quietly looked at the mid-air, where the miserable image of her life after the catastrophe was clearly displayed.

Xiu's brows furrowed even tighter.

The fortune-telling shows that her fate is still uncertain, and it can be seen that the shot just now did not violate the will of God, and it will not cause a catastrophe, which is gratifying; however, it can be seen from today's events that her catastrophe is obviously much more serious than others. , it should be brought about by that kind of vision. So far, it is not a good thing to be robbed. I am afraid it will be more dangerous next time.

If she were to be robbed just now, would her fate become clear from now on? As long as he is willing to take the risk and let her deal with it by herself, according to her cultivation level, she may really be able to withstand the last thunder penalty. This little monster, who doesn't know the heights of the sky, has been pestering him all day long except for his cultivation, but at the moment, Tianwei can't help but drop a petal when he sees her terrified appearance.

Is it right or wrong this time?

It was over, regretting it was useless, he sighed and waved his sleeves to hide the aerial image.

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