"Qingwu!"

"Shenjun, Qingwu talks nonsense. Don't worry about him!"

The rain in the sky crackled down, and Qingwu's face was hurt. He stood in the rain, looking vaguely at the man in red in front of him with a firm look.

Not satisfied.

He didn't really agree.

Just now in the temple, he could see clearly that they were so close to each other that ah Yu did not join in.

Why do you say that now that you are so close in private?

Useless stuff?

Thanks to him.

"Qingwu, admit your mistake."

"Come on, let's admit our mistake with the emperor!"

Next to a few fairy Jun looking at green Wu, and look at the outside more and more rain, some anxious to urge way.

Qingwu stood upright in the rain and didn't say a word from beginning to end.

Cloud he Ding looks at him, the tone is calm, not half minute unusual, "from now on not come here?"

The sky thundered incessantly, the water vapor and the raindrops poured down together, and the wind and rain came fiercely.

Several fairy kings stood shivering aside, obviously feeling that the rain outside seemed to be heavy again.

It was the biggest rain in the sky for hundreds of years, so big that they finally remembered who decided the weather in the sky.

"Yes." Qingwu, drenched in rain, said aloud.

"Ah..." the man slightly droops the eye, the lip corner lightly a hook, revealed a trace of light smile, "very good."

Standing in the same place, several Xianjun looked at each other.

Qingwu stares at him, trying to see something from his eyes.

But... Cloud crane didn't look half abnormal. He dropped his eyes slightly and turned directly into it.

...

it rained for three days in a row, which not only didn't mean to stop, but also became more and more intense. The raindrops were as big as beans, which caused some pain when they hit the hands.

The continuous heavy rain made the temple of heaven panic.

Everyone is cautious in their words and deeds, and dare not say one more word.

……

On the fourth day, the heavy rain still didn't mean to stop.

Ah Yu has not appeared in the temple of God for four days.

The continuous heavy rain finally attracted the attention of the immortals in the sky. The father and mother of cloud crane found something wrong and came to the temple of God one after another.

Jiuchongtian, the temple of heaven.

The rain outside is pouring down, and all the windows in the hall have been closed. Yun he is leaning to read a book.

The top of the head, soft and soft, floated over the hall, and hissed and hissed every day.

At first, cloud crane would look up at it, but in the last two days, it didn't even look up.

A few days later, he talked less.

Over the past few days, he and cloud crane said that the words can be calculated by breaking fingers.

"God King." Qing Wu lowered his head and pushed the door in. He said calmly, "there are visitors."

"Hiss ~" the soft top of the head suddenly called out and floated down.

For a moment, it seemed that the rain outside was a little bit less, and there was no rain.

The God who was reading suddenly stopped and slowly raised his eyes to look at him.

Qingwu lowered his head, and the rest of the light saw him look over, and then bowed his head in a proper manner and said, "the king and the lady are coming."

Bean big raindrops crackled on the ground, god palace, dressed in expensive women looking at the ripples on the ground, gently frowned, "what's the matter with him?"