The snake demon husband is hard on the bow

Now it is boring to give him a full feast of Chinese and Chinese. After stuffing two mouthfuls casually, Du Yuanyuan hurriedly said, "Teach me to play the piano."

"Well, good." River God looked into his eyes, "Don't even think about going back."

"How can I save him if I don't go back?"

"This god will go on your behalf."

"That won't work, definitely not."

"Can't you trust me?"

"Yes, I can't believe it." Du Yuanyuan was not ambiguous at all, "You are a god, and he is a demon. Fire and water are incompatible."

"Hehe." He Shen was not angry at his words, and casually picked up a small piece of pastry and put it in his mouth, chewed it slowly, and said, "It's not all."

"what for?"

"Aren't you close friends with that python monster? I really don't know."

Du Yuanyuan rolled his eyes, remembering what Fu Lingxiao said earlier, "You know?"

"Heh, Xiao Cheng, are you trying to find out the tone of my god?" For now, don’t try any more tricks.”

"I only heard that he is a half-demon. I don't know exactly what happened."

"Who do you listen to?"

"Fu Lingxiao."

"It's him." River God nodded slightly, "Fu Lingxiao is His Royal Highness of the Dragon Clan."

"But he can't bully others, right? Look at his upturned tail, it's really embarrassing."

"Hehe." He Shen smiled and sat down slowly on the chair, seeming to find Du Yuanyuan's words very interesting, "What is he going to find Mo Qingye for?"

"You even know his name." Du Yuanyuan was a little surprised, "Since you know everything, why are you asking me?"

"This god doesn't know everything." He Shen raised his eyes and said quietly, "Why did Fu Lingxiao leave?"

"I don't want to tell you." Du Yuanyuan said.

"It seems that you still have a grudge against this god." He Shen sighed faintly, "I'm not interested in what's going on between them. Bobo, he has always regarded Mo Qingye as a thorn in his side, wishing to kill him quickly, I just don't understand why he didn't kill the python monster."

"You can't wait for Qing Ye to die." Du Yuanyuan was very upset when he heard it.

"Whether he lives or dies, I don't care at all." The God of the River paused, stood up and looked out the window with his hands behind his back, "Thirty thousand years have passed, and they have lived in peace. The world is in chaos."

"Why does Fu Lingxiao keep holding on to Mo Qingye? Do they have any problems?"

"Heh." The River God said with a secretive smile, "If you say it's a festival, it's better to say it's resentment."

"What's going on, tell me about it." Du Yuanyuan pulled Heshen's sleeve and pushed him on the chair, and sat down opposite him, with a posture of listening attentively. Heshen glanced at him inadvertently, "As soon as you mention that python monster, you will be interested."

"Anyway, you know it all, and I won't hide it from you. We are a couple in name."

"Oh?" The smile on the corner of River God's mouth gradually faded, and he said, "Then who is the husband and who is the wife?"

"He's a husband." Du Yuanyuan said in a dazed tone, "It's a long story, and you won't believe it, anyway, it's just me who fell into the bridal sedan chair, who became his wife for someone else. Bride."

"Haha, it's so interesting." The River God smiled and leaned back slightly, "Tell me carefully and listen to the God."

"Tell me first, tell me, and I'll tell you."

The God of the River nodded and smiled, and sighed, "It doesn't matter, whoever called you the god's concubine, I will let you go." Then he raised his eyes and said softly, "Mo Qingye is also a god of the upper realm."

"Oh." Du Yuanyuan suddenly realized, "It's over."

"It's a pity that his pedigree is not correct. This matter dates back to 7 years ago." The God of the River looked far away, "At that time, Fu Rong hadn't passed away yet, and he was still a vigorous young man at that time."

"Who is Fu Rong, Fu Lingxiao's father?"

"That's right." He Shen blinked, "Fu Rong's biggest mistake in his life was marrying the eldest daughter of the Lich Clan and giving birth to Mo Qingye, a child of half-celestial and half-demon blood."

"You mean, Qing Ye is also Fu Rong's child?"

"Of course." He Shen said quietly, "If it wasn't for that, how could Fu Lingxiao have been chasing him for thousands of years."

"No wonder Fu Lingxiao said they are brothers." Du Yuanyuan nodded, "I understand, they are half-brothers, but why doesn't Mo Qingye's surname be Fu?"

"That's it." He Shen slightly tilted his head, with a regretful look in his eyes, "Because his blood is not right, so he can't take his father's surname."

"And that said, it's too racist."

"Oh, are you quite upset for him?"

Du Yuanyuan pursed his lips, "Actually, Mo Qingye is okay, but he has a bad temper, gets angry at every turn, and flips the table if he says something wrong. But he is much better than those so-called immortals who are like dogs." He did not rule out the suspicion of insinuations, Dan Dan said.