When Song Ci crawled down from Rong Bai's body, his neck flushed completely, and he tried to pretend to look natural.
Rong Bai got up, straightened his clothes that had been scrambled, and grinned at the corners of his mouth, and said to the outside, "Let him in."
As soon as the words fell, the door was pushed open, and Yan Ban came in with half a head, showing a glance at Rong Bai, looked around at Song Ci, and walked in slowly, "Uncle Rong Bai, you really Bring this fox demon back? "
Yanbei was still a child, wearing a fitted blue brocade and black long hair tied with red fringed satin. When walking slowly, she looked exactly like Liang Yanbei.
Except for those pure golden eyes.
Song Ci thought that no matter it was the descendants of Qinglong, or the young master born by the Liang family, there must be inextricable links between the two.
I can see this annoying virtue of him.
Song Ci hugged his arms in disappointment, sitting and watching.
Yanbei was obviously close to Rong Bai. He walked to Rong Bai's side, and half of his body flung into Rong Bai's arms, his eyes kept staring at Song Ci.
Song Ci was seen as uncomfortable. He just wanted to ask him what he was looking at, but listened to him, "The rumors outside Uncle Rong Bai's palace hid an unparalleled beauty in the country, which captivated Uncle Rong Bai Upside down, it really looks like this today. "
Song Ci froze for a while, marveling that the outside rumors were too outrageous, on the one hand, and unexpectedly feasting North would praise him?
Rong Bai touched Yanbei's head. "Less listen to the mess."
Yan Bei nodded and said, "Uncle Rong Bai, you promised to borrow my book of dreams. I came here today to get it."
Rong Bai stood up from the reclining chair calmly and turned to Song Ci, "just take you to see."
When Song Ci heard it, he was excited, "Look what?"
"Uncle Rong Bai's library has a lot of weird books." The children of Yanbei had long forgotten Song Song's grabbing his knife at the God Hunting Club, and took the initiative to hold Song Ci's hand at the moment. "There must be something you like."
Yanbei's hands were soft and small, which suddenly reminded Song Ci of his childhood.
He was a few years older than Liang Yanbei. When Liang Yanbei was still a toddler, he often took Liang Yanbei's hand to walk around the house. After years of passing, he didn't expect to be able to bring him again. When he was young, Song Ci's heart softened instantly.
Laughing at Yan Bei, "Okay."
The library is not too far away. The three of them walked away for a while. As soon as the doors were opened, two rows of bookshelves were neatly arranged in the temple. Looking out, there were indeed many books. .
Song Ci was also a book reader before. He saw these books naturally felt comfortable, but at the same time he wondered that the gods would also read books? What to read? Four books and five classics?
Just thinking, Rong Bai took people a few steps inside, stopped in front of a bookshelf, raised his hand slightly, and a white light book floated out of the bookshelf on its own, and the cover read three Word: Wan Mengshu.
Yanbei ran to pick up the book, thanked Rong Bai, and left with the book, as if he couldn't wait to read it.
Passing Song Ci, he politely smiled goodbye to him.
After Song Ciyun watched Yan Bei leave, he walked to Rong Bai. "So many books here, have you read them?"
Rong Bai shook his head slightly. "More than half."
Looking at the bookshelves sitting in rows, he thought that even half-reading was quite awesome. Seeing that no one was around, Song Ci's hands were not honest, and he felt the white-colored sleeves and slid in along the cuffs. , Holding his five fingers.
With their palms close together, Song Ci moved closer to him and whispered, "So what do you want me to see?"
Rong Bai chuckled, clasped the five fingers of Song Ci, and lowered his head to almost touch the tip of his nose. "I really want to know what happened to you when I left this time."
Song Ci looked into his eyes and said, "I found the meaning and cause of Kuang Fuzheng."
Rong Bai raised his eyebrows unexpectedly. For a while, he didn't understand what he meant, and wanted to ask again, but listened to Song Ji urging, "What the is it?"
It was urged for a second time. Rong Bai immediately gave up and no longer asked. He raised his hand and pressed it on the bookshelf, and saw that the white halo spread out from his palm. A small white circle was rotated, and then the bookshelf dragged to both sides. Move, two scroll-like scrolls appear out of thin air in the middle.
"What is this?" Song Ci asked subconsciously.
The scrolls are large and small, and the large one looks extremely thick. I do n’t know how many layers are rolled. If it is tiled, it is estimated that it can be spread out from the hall door. Rong Bai took the large scroll and floated it. up in the air.
"This is the axis of the history of the Divine Realm." Rong Bai's fingertips moved slightly, and the scroll slowly opened, and there was no light on the scroll.
"Listening to the name seems like a scroll to record the history of the world?" Song Ci guessed without permission.
"Yes." Rong Baidao said, "It records what happened in the divine realm. This volume is recorded from the new divine realm."
"But there is no word on it." Song Ci said.
Rong Bai smiled at him and said, "We don't read anything when we read."
"What do you think?"
"Look at with your eyes," Rong Bai said.
Immediately after the remarks, Song Ci felt that Rong Bai's hand held a pull, and then he saw Rong Bai's whole person enter the scroll, and then he was also pulled in. Fiction baby novel network www.xiaoshuowa.com
There was a white cloud within the line of sight. After Song's eyes were fixed, he was the first to see the entire sky filled with red clouds. The red clouds were glowing with golden light. Clouds arranged like dragon scales, from south to north, all the limits in the line of sight. It's all this scene.
Below the dome of the dragon scale, there is a huge black mountain. There is almost no grass on the mountain. There is no mud. There is a bare patch of rock everywhere.
Many people gathered at the foot of Montenegro, looking at Montenegro from time to time and talking.
Song Ci and Rong Bai stood there, and after looking around, he realized that the scrolls were not recorded in words, but in actual scenes. Now they are among them and they see exactly what happened in the divine realm in history. thing.
Song Ci twitched Rong Bai a little, and reached into his ear, "Looking at this battle, I'm afraid it's not a trivial matter."
Rong Bai bowed his head slightly. "The history of the Divine Realm rarely records trivial matters. The ones listed there must be the events that shake the Divine Realm or the Six Realms."
Song Ci nodded, and An An began to look at it.
After waiting for the gods for a while, Montenegro suddenly shook and shook the earth. Many gods showed an excited expression and shouted, "It's coming out! It's coming out!"
Then a crack was suddenly cracked in the rock of Montenegro. This long slit went up from the ground, as if it was split in half by a giant knife. Montenegro was divided into two parts and moved to both sides.
Immediately afterwards, a golden light appeared in the wind. With the increase of the cracks, the light almost dyed the golden glow of the sky, and the gods could not help but face them.
After the golden light slowly subsided, the gap in Montenegro also turned into a small passage for only one person. Everyone rubbed his eyes to ease the sight of the golden light, and saw a person standing in the crack of Montenegro. Out of it.
The man was not tall, as if he were a teenager, in simple blue clothes, showing half-white legs and a pair of bare feet.
A black wire fluttered in the breeze, and when he stepped out of the cracks in Montenegro, everyone saw him clearly.
In other words, he could clearly see his pair of extremely pure golden eyes.
As if born with dignity and pride, his eyes glanced at the people in front of him, his lips opened, his voice was clear, "What age?"
In a high spirited worship of the gods, Song Ci said, "Oh, this is a feast."
Rong Bai tapped his head, "Now people in the realm of God must use the honorific title of the two descendants of Qinglong. You do n’t have to call it, but do n’t call Yanbei in front of others like a bunny."
Song Ci grinned and replied cheerfully, "Okay, I remember."
Between the two of them, they saw a line of golden characters appearing in the air: Thirty-one years of turmoil, the descendants of the blue dragon slept through the ages, broke through the seal, and worshipped with all the gods. This year was also called the broken seal year.
Song Ci looked at this line and wondered, "How is the time of the gods fixed? Why is it so strange?"
"The New God Realm currently has only two years, the first year of turmoil and the current year of peace." Rong Bai resigned with Song and resigned the scroll. "After the God Realm establishes emperor, there will be a new era."
Rong Bai slowly closed the scroll. "If you have nothing to do in the temple, you can come and see Shi Axis."
He closed the bookshelf, "or other books in the temple."
Song Ci is still very interested in the history of the Divine Realm. He also knows that Rong Bai was afraid of being bored in the temple before he thought about giving him a break. He felt sweet in his heart and pressed him on the bookshelf with his arm. Then He raised his head and kissed his chin, and lowered, "I still want to stay with you."
Compared with Shi Axis, Rong Bai is more attractive to him.
And this is also the same for Rong Bai. The Song Ci in his eyes has great charm. If he hadn't the idea of resoluteness in his heart, he would almost doubt whether the Song Ci sent by Qingqiu was specifically used to confuse him. of.
Rong Bai bowed his head, holding the back of Song Ci with one hand, and bowed his head for a kiss, with the inexplicable attraction.
Regardless of whether Song Ci was pressed on a soft chair or on the bookshelf, Rong Bai's offensive was not affected in the slightest, and the intensity was just deep enough to stain Song Ci's back with a scarlet color.
In the end, Song Ci wanted to end first. He gently pushed Rong Bai's shoulders to stop the suffocating kiss. Rong Bai squeezed Song Ci's waist, "Would you like to go with me? Divinity Academy? "
"Ah?" Song Ci was very surprised, and his brain hadn't turned around yet. "Go to Divinity Academy?"
"Don't you want to stay with me?" Rong Bai hugged Song Ci, holding his favorite hair a few times, and puffed his hair a few times. "I take it everywhere I go. You, we will always be together. "
Song Ci was hugged tightly in his arms, and an inexplicable word suddenly appeared in his mind: the country's evil spirit.
He immediately shivered and shook his head. "Forget it, I'm not going well. I'll wait for you in the temple."
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