"Qingwu!"
"Shenjun, Qingwu is talking nonsense, don't argue with him!"
The raindrops from the sky were crackling, and Qing Wu's face was hurting from the impact. He stood in the rain, looking at the man in red in front of him with blurred vision, with a determined expression.
Dissatisfied.
He is really not convinced.
He saw it clearly in the hall just now, they were so close together, it was definitely not A Yu who got close by himself.
Since you are so close in private, why should you say that now
Useless stuff
Thank goodness he said it.
"Qingwu, admit your mistake quickly."
"Hurry up, admit your mistake to the god!"
The few immortals next to him looked at Qingwu, and then at the increasing rain outside, and urged them anxiously.
Qingwu stood upright in the rain and didn't say a word from the beginning to the end.
Yunhe stared at him fixedly, his tone was calm and not at all unusual, "You won't come here from now on?"
The sky thunder rumbled non-stop, and the water vapor and raindrops poured down together, and the wind and showers were menacing.
Several immortals stood aside tremblingly, feeling very clearly that the rain outside seemed to be heavy again.
This was the heaviest rain in the heavens for hundreds of years, so heavy that they finally remembered who decided the weather in the sky.
"Yes." Qingwu said loudly, drenched in the rain.
"Heh." The man lowered his eyes slightly, and the corners of his lips twitched slightly, revealing a slight smile, "That's great."
The several immortals standing in place looked at each other in blank dismay.
Qing Wu stared at him, trying to see something in his eyes.
However, Yunhe didn't look abnormal at all, he lowered his eyes slightly, turned around and went in.
It rained heavily for three days in a row. Not only did it have no intention of stopping, but it also became more and more intense. The raindrops were as big as beans, and when they hit people's hands, they would hurt a little.
The continuous heavy rain made people in the Temple of Heaven panic.
Everyone was cautious in their words and deeds, and did not dare to say a word.
…
On the fourth day, the heavy rain still had no intention of stopping.
Ayu, it has been four days since she appeared in the Temple of Heaven.
The continuous heavy rain finally attracted the attention of the gods in the sky. Only then did Yunhe's father and mother god realize something was wrong, and they rushed to the Temple of Heaven.
Jiuchongtian, the Temple of Heaven.
The rain was pouring down outside, all the windows in the hall were closed, and Yunhe was leaning on the side to read a book.
Above the head, Ruan Ruan floated back and forth over the hall, hissing non-stop every day.
At first, Yunhe would raise his eyes to look at it, but in the last two days, he didn't even raise his eyes to look at it.
Qing Wu didn't talk much, but after contradicting him a few days ago, he talked even less.
In the past few days, what he said to Yunhe can be counted clearly.
"Shenjun." Qingwu opened the door with his head down, and said calmly, "There is a visitor."
"Hiss~" Ruanrou on the top of his head suddenly called out, and floated down.
For a moment, the rain outside seemed to be a little less, but it didn't seem to be.
The god who was reading a book suddenly stopped, and slowly raised his eyes to look at him.
Qingwu lowered her head, seeing him looking over from the corner of her eye, she lowered her head in a polite manner and said, "Your Majesty and Your Majesty are here."
The bean-sized raindrops fell on the ground, and in the Temple of Heaven, the luxuriously dressed woman frowned slightly as she looked at the ripples on the ground, "What's wrong with him?"