The Savior is just a 3-Year-Old - Chapter 1486
Chapter 1486 Infuse vitality
“From this look, Yo Yo is completely married.” God of Wealth was very emotional.
After ten thousand years, I am afraid that it will be difficult to find a child with this status.
“As long as I have it, you can just take it.” It is rare and gentle on the face of a king.
Although he stayed with his sister for a little while, her sister is still the same as his life.
The elder sister is like a mother, he is an eldest brother, and he can barely be regarded as a half dad.
“Really it is the power of the gods, man and the devil to do this marriage.” Those who are fortunate enough to participate, even if they go to the underworld, they will be able to brag.
has been around for thousands of years at least.
“It’s you, do you want Yuelao to compose a marriage relationship for you? If you are willing, I can compose it for you.”
“I pulled the marriage line for a couple of lovers back then.”
The corner of Renwang’s mouth twitched, and he probably knew who it was.
It’s more terrible than a notebook.
“That’s it, don’t bother with Uncle God of Wealth. Everything goes with the flow. In Yue Ze’s heart, there is only the world.”
“If it is possible, Yueze only wants to be able to rectify his name in the world again.”
The God of Wealth waved his hand, then he couldn’t sit down.
is now ranked first in the God Realm, second in the mortal world, third in the Demon Realm, and fourth in the Demon Realm.
Leaping over the ordinary world by two in one fell swoop, and then leaping over the gods, he is also a god, this old face can’t be put away.
The two looked at each other and laughed.
Just thinking about it is exciting.
At this moment, all mortals did not expect that this wedding banquet would benefit them for life.
even benefit from the next life.
Some of them went to the underworld, and the underworld creatures who were blowing were envious. Many people have also changed a good place for the afterlife.
The eighth day of the eighth month of the Xian calendar.
The emperor married Lu Youyou, the daughter of heaven.
On the night of the seventh day of the seventh lunar month, the emperor was already standing outside the Ziwei Temple in a bright red dress.
The Ziwei Temple is brightly lit, with orbs inlaid everywhere, which is three-point more gorgeous than the Dragon Palace.
Being joyful everywhere, it’s all lively.
Emperor flashed away and appeared in a remote mountain village in the mortal world.
It seems that there are not many people living in the small mountain village, only a guardian at the foot of the mountain.
There are many tombs on the mountain, many of which have already grown grass.
Dijun’s hi-robes won’t get dusty. At this moment, he squatted on the ground, pulling weeds bit by bit.
He is buried here, his parents.
Ten thousand years is enough to make many things disappear in the world.
The grave is no exception.
This is the cloak mound he built later. There are no bones in it.
But one of his sustenance.
“Father, mother, my son is getting married.”
“Back then, you said that the son was ruthless, and there was only Dadao. The son agreed.” Ziwei Dijun smiled suddenly, but who would have thought that the change came so quickly.
“Twenty years ago, my son thought the same way. But I didn’t want to. She grew too fast, and she grew into his son’s heart without knowing it.”
“Everything came too easy, and it got too easy. My son has no desire for anything.”
“For me, these long years are just a journey. There is no interest in everything in the Three Realms. When the trip is over, I will end my life.”
“Until, I met her. I want to watch the mountains and rivers hand in hand with her, I want to travel with her, I want to taste the world’s food with her. Everything is wonderful because of her. ”
Dijun Ziwei said in a low voice, his brows were soft.
“In the future, my son may not come to see you again.” He wants to start a new life and go to this life with him.
(End of this chapter)