Gingerbread doesn't know either.
The two of them indulged in debauchery in the bedroom for several days.
Anyway, when Fen Jue wanted to go to bed with her again, she kicked him off.
Someone said innocently, "Since we have nothing else to do, we..."
Gingerbread: .....
So being a god is this leisurely?
Perhaps sensing what she was thinking, Fen Jue explained, "The Lord God granted me ten days of wedding leave. Alas, I didn't expect that Fairy Bing would get tired of me after only a few days of marriage."
I knew he always pretended to be pitiful.
Gingerbread was too lazy to see through his act. She slowly put on her clothes, sat in front of the mirror and tied her hair up. She asked him, "You said before that you could go to any small world through the Heavenly Palace. I want to go and see the world at the very beginning. Is that possible?"
She lived in that little world for over twenty years.
Although she doesn't have many relatives or friends, her own little home is very cozy.
I miss it a little.
Fenjue knew what Gingerbread was saying.
He took a few strands of her hair, skillfully tied them up, and sighed, "It's not very convenient."
"All right."
Gingerbread looked dejected.
The person behind him bent down, looked down and smiled, saying, "It would be very convenient if you took me with you."
“Bring, bring, bring!”
Gingerbread originally wanted to take him along.
The two decided to set off immediately.
As they walked from the sleeping quarters toward the Star Palace, many passing deities scrutinized Gingerbread.
She waved to them one by one, responding to them warmly.
On the contrary, those gods who wanted to watch the drama were scared away.
Arrive at the Star Palace.
Burning Absolute: "The three thousand minor worlds are contained within each star. Little Bing, close your eyes."
"Okay!" Gingerbread closed her eyes, feeling two large hands holding her waist.
The world was spinning.
Not long.
She heard the beeping of a car horn.
Before Fenjue could speak, her almond-shaped eyes slowly opened, and an excited smile appeared on her lips.
She's finally back in the familiar modern world!
It wasn't unusual for two people to be standing on the side of the street.
People around assumed she was an actor from a period drama, and someone even asked my friend if they recognized the celebrity.
As more and more people gathered, Jiang Bingbing took Fenjue's hand and ran towards their residential area.
The familiar yellow building; after climbing to the sixth floor, she bent down and took the key from under the floor mat.
The security door was opened.
Everything in the house remained the same.
It was as if time had stopped after she left.
Ta-da! This is my little nest, isn't it beautiful and cozy?
Gingerbread raised his hands to show off.
Fen Jue followed her gaze and looked her over.
The house wasn't big, but it was very clean, and the curtains and floors were all light-colored.
There are lots of fluffy dolls.
There are three thousand small worlds outside the Heavenly Palace, many of which I have never been to, including the star where I am right now.
He was curious about everything.
Gingerbread smiled and pushed him, pressing him down onto the sofa and turning on the TV to play a variety show.
The empty house suddenly became lively.
"What is this?" Fenjue asked, pointing at the television.
“This is called a television.” Gingerbread sat down, poured two glasses of ice water, and handed them to Fenjue. “You’ve got things you don’t understand now, haven’t you? It’s my turn to teach you!”
She smiled like a little fox, proudly introducing every item in Fenjue's home.
This trip felt like a honeymoon.
The two of them stayed here for five days, went to see a movie, ate at Haidilao hot pot, attended a music festival, grabbed a plush toy at a shopping mall, and went to an amusement park.
They had a great time.
Before leaving.
Fen Jue was somewhat reluctant to leave, but said firmly, "This little world is interesting. We'll come here often in the future."
"No problem, I'll take you to play something even more exciting next time."
Gingerbread laughed as he picked her up, and then, after a dizzying spin, the two returned to the Heavenly Palace.
...
Burning was summoned away by the Lord God.
With nothing else to do, Gingerbread, having eaten and drunk its fill, went for a stroll in the palace of Sect Leader Wuya.
Sect Leader Wuya took a sip of tea. "The Sword Tomb opens tomorrow. Little Bing, would you like to join in the fun?"
“Go for it!” Gingerbread’s eyes lit up. “If we’re destined to be together, I’ll find a disciple to form a sworn brotherhood with.”
If it weren't for Fen Jue forming a pact with her, their fate wouldn't have been sealed.
However, she needs to find a female disciple to form a sworn brotherhood with.
Otherwise, someone will get jealous!
The sect leader, Wuya, pulled out a bag full of good stuff.
“Take these to your good-for-nothing master. We can’t let his cultivation fall too far behind Liu Zheng’s.”
"Hehe, no problem..."
Sect Leader Wuya slowly patted the armrest of the wooden chair, "Jiang Qingxue's road to winning back his wife is long and arduous..."
"Of course, it's because Master was slow to understand in the early stages, and now Senior Sister is very busy as the sect leader."
Absolutely no time! For dating!
"How are Xie Yingnan and Wen Yuzhao doing? Do they have girls they like?"
Gingerbread: "It seems not. They're both busy rebuilding the Demon Realm and the Eastern Continent. Besides, Third Senior Brother is still as womanizing as ever, flaunting his lover everywhere."
"My second senior brother said it depends on fate."
"I've been an immortal for decades, and they haven't changed a bit," Sect Leader Wuya said with a smile, stroking his beard.
"Hey? Master Uncle, why don't you ask Senior Brother Ling?" Jiang Bingbing asked curiously.
"Hmph, don't I know my disciple well? His heart is only for the sword. Even an iron tree can bloom, but that brat Ling Hanchuan will probably be lonely for life..."
"Haha, you really know Senior Brother well..."
Gingerbread chatted with the old man for a long time, and when he left, he took many good things from Master Wuyai.
The old man was so angry he was puffing out his beard and glaring.
He stared at the back of the gingerbread man and said.
"Just like your stingy master!"
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