how to kill a dragon

A huge tree grew by the water, as thick as more than a dozen people hugging it together. The sparse branches and leaves stretched out in all directions like arms. A bell with a red knot.

As soon as the breeze passed, the leaves rustled, and the bells vibrated slightly, tinkling, which was so lovely.

This is the sacred tree of marriage that Wang Xiaotai moved from Baiyujing, above the nine heavens, to the fairy palace under the moon.

"Yue Xiaxian almost fought us desperately for this tree. Those immortals always think that the god of marriage will die when it is planted in the world, and the world will be in chaos. The red luan star will fall, and there will be no more married couples in the world, but I think now This Marriage Sacred Tree is even more luxuriant than in the Nine Heavens."

Xu Mo touched the old and vigorous trunk of the Divine Marriage Tree, rubbed the rough bark with his fingers, and said with emotion, "Trees are more spiritual than people."

Wang Xiaotai had never seen such a huge tree.

Xu Mo was blind, of course the two of them were not looking at the tree that was born by the water, their eyes were slightly open, what they were looking at was nothingness, protruding from the branches of this tree, spreading in all directions towards the chaos The red line of marriage.

Every red thread of marriage protruding from this tree is bound to a pair of people who love each other.

Another familiar name of Yuexiaxian in the world is Yuelao. Yuexiaxian is in charge of the wedding documents of the world. He is usually portrayed as a kind old man with white hair and beard and flushed face. Hidden red rope.

Holding a red silk in one hand, and hanging a marriage book with a cane in the other, she has a childlike face and white hair, galloping in neither smoke nor fog.

In the dark, the red line is used to tie the feet of men and women, and they are running around in the world for the marriage of men and women in the world.

With this red line, even if it is the family of the enemy, the high and the low are separated, the eunuchs are at the end of the world, and Wu and Chu are in a foreign land, they cannot escape the fate of falling in love.

This tree used to be hidden in the unreachable clouds, under the protection of the Baiyu Jing's immortals. They used this tree to strengthen the mortals' belief in themselves, making them feel that the fate is unspeakable, and making the mortals feel that the marriage is destined. Irreversible, making them feel that love is the most unpredictable thing in the world.

But now this tree has been moved to the mortal world by Wang Xiaotai, planted in thousands of fireworks, and planted by the bustling river.

Even if it is a fairy, so what?
Wang Xiaotai stretched out her left hand and looked at the broken red thread tied on the little finger of her left hand. It was before the bloody wedding, when the Dragon Empress of the East China Sea climbed to the Jiuchongtian Baiyujing herself, and begged Wang Xiaotai, the Immortal of the Moon, and Ao Shun, the Dragon King of Jinghe. Come the red line of marriage.

The red line is there, but Sloan is not.

When Wang Xiaotai watched her pull up the red thread, the name of the red thread appeared on the trunk of the Marriage Sacred Tree: Empress Fuyao—Jinghe Dragon King.

Not Wang Xiaotai and Ao Shun.

It's just Empress Fuyao and Dragon King of Jinghe.

After all, there are not many people in this world who know that Empress Fuyao is Wang Xiaotai. Even the Dragon Clan and the immortals in the sky just think that Empress Fuyao is the only survivor of the [-]-mile Jing River, the natural born star Wang Fuyao.

The first time Wang Xiaotai came to Baiyujing, they recognized the wrong person. Today, many of those immortals still don't know Wang Xiaotai's existence.

They stubbornly and arrogantly believed that only Wang Fuyao, whose fate belonged to him, could survive the eight hundred li Jinghe River.

Immortals don't know, believers even more so.

They also only know that they are bowing down and kneeling, and they are praying devoutly to the merciful and merciful Empress Fuyao.

Who would care what the name of that mortal under Fuyao Empress is?

She just needs to be effective.

Wang Xiaotai flicked her right hand lightly, the red thread was burnt, and the names of Fuyao Niangniang and Jinghe Dragon King disappeared simultaneously on the Marriage Sacred Tree.

The red line of marriage between them was broken.

This is an operation that can only be done under the Divine Tree of Marriage, so it is impossible for Wang Xiaotai to cancel this marriage without anyone noticing that the Dragon Empress of the East China Sea was so confident.

In Wang Xiaotai's pupils, it was as if the tide of the golden sea was rising, and when the golden tide submerged the last trace of black in her pupils, the pupils completely turned into golden pupils.

Wang Xiaotai stretched out her finger and pressed it on the rough tree bark, spewing out her power slightly, the bark rippled like the gentle water waves on the lake on a calm day, after the microwaves passed, Wang Xiaotai's name slowly floated from the deepest to the deepest. above.

When she saw her name, Wang Xiaotai was stunned for a rare moment, of course she didn't have any red lines on her body.

Of course it's normal, she didn't mean to have a blind date with anyone, but behind her name, there was a red line that was thicker and stronger than the broken red line with Ao Shun before, closely following her name.

The red thread followed closely around Wang Xiaotai's name, like a little snake, ambiguous, always probing, ready to wrap around Wang Xiaotai's name at any time, wrapped tightly, and never let go.

When Wang Xiaotai found out her name from the sacred tree of marriage, this red thread also persevered to follow.

Wang Xiaotai pinched the red thread, lifted it up, and quickly found the source of the red thread.

There are two simple words on it: Xiaoyu.

Wang Xiaotai's tightly wrinkled brows relaxed, she played with the red thread that belonged to Xiaoyu with her fingers with great interest, and stretched out to her, watching the red thread shuttle between her fingers, but she still couldn't touch herself Wang Xiaotai laughed.

Grabbing the red thread with one hand, with the other finger, she grabbed another name from the Marriage God Tree, and wrapped Xiaoyu's red thread tightly around it, worrying that the knot she tied was not tight enough, Wang Xiaotai was very kind There are three or four knots tied to the ground, and they are reinforced with divine power, so that the two names are tightly attached to each other through this red thread, and they are inseparable forever.

The name at one end is Xiaoyu, and the name at the other end is Zhengzheng, which is... Ao Huan.

After a burst of red light, the two names sank under the tree trunk without a trace.

In the distance, Xiaoyu's heart moved, he raised his head to look at the clouds and light in the sky, and felt that he seemed to have lost something, but he couldn't say it.

"Sir, what's the matter?"

Behind Xiaoyu, a pair of hands wrapped around his shoulders, leaning softly on his back, embracing his not-so-broad back.

Xiao Yu turned around and comforted the frowning Ao Huan, who looked restless, "It's nothing, how are you feeling today?"

At this time, Ao Huan is not the bright and flamboyant appearance of the past. Her brows are slightly frowned, condensing a touch of sadness. Occasionally, when she lowers her head and looks down, she is like a snow-white magnolia that is about to fall off the branches after being beaten by rain. , quite pitiful.

Ao Huan grabbed Xiaoyu's hand and put it on his slightly swollen belly, "As long as you are by my side, the child will be very good. You can touch and see, and you don't know if our child is a boy or a girl. Just like you."

When talking about children, Ao Huan's face was slightly relaxed, brimming with happiness.

Xiaoyu's lips were pale, and he lowered his head. In the past, he didn't care too much about Ao Huan's thoughts, and he was always not used to being close to her.

But today, for some reason, his heart was touched. Looking at Ao Huan, his heart seemed to be entangled with thousands of tender feelings. Another heartbeat.

This is their child.

Ao Huan touched Xiaoyu's hair, raised the corner of his mouth and watched the red clouds spread across the sky outside the window, and his face was stained a little pink.

Occasionally, in the dead of night, Ao Huan would suddenly wake up from an obscure and deep nightmare, but when Ao Huan felt the temperature of another person lying beside him, Ao Huan immediately felt at ease.

Calming the violent and turbulent heartbeat, soothing the restlessness in the abdomen, the violent fetal movement that was about to pop out of the stomach, Ao Huan leaned on the bed, took a deep breath, and stared at the little fish beside her under the light of the moonlight. That familiar but seemingly strange sleeping face raised his eyebrows, thinking hard:

Strange, why do I love him so much?

But soon there was a voice in her heart telling her that he was her husband-in-law, they already had children, their children were about to be born, and they were supposed to love each other.

Falling in love is enough.

If you are sentient, you can be full with drinking water.

She has always believed that love can cross many obstacles, hatred, prejudice, and narrow rivers.

Ao Huan raised his lips, and hugged the little fish in his arms tightly. It would be great if my husband could be as considerate and close every day as he is today.

She already has no other wish in this life, she only wishes to have today every year, and today every year.

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