Fu Feng followed her and opened the door of the banquet hall.
The three gods sat in the temple, and Shen Ye took out the spiritual wine and poured it into the cups in front of them.
Fuxue took the wine glass handed over by Shen Ye and asked, "I haven't sensed the Master's presence. Has he gone to the Ten Thousand Worlds again?"
Fu Feng replied to her: "Well, he said he wanted to find some fun for himself, so he went to travel around the world."
He is not like Shen Ye, who likes to torment the gods when he has free time and sets trials for them from time to time. When the gods see him, they take a detour, for fear that he will suddenly decide to send them to some trial place.
Over a sip of wine, the three gods discussed the changes in the divine world and the proliferation of small worlds during the time when the floating snow experienced the catastrophe. They determined the rise and fall, prosperity and decline in their conversation and laughter.
Shen Ye was slightly tipsy, and drove away the thunder to send himself back to Jingyun Palace.
Fuxue also stood up to say goodbye, but unexpectedly Fufeng followed him.
He said, "I will go to your Hanwei Palace together."
"What are you looking for?" She rolled up her sleeves to smooth out the wrinkles left when she sat down.
"Snow wine, hangover remedy."
After returning from the ordeal, they sat and talked for a long time. Fuxue felt lazy and used her divine power to condense a piece of frost and snow that was big enough for her to ride on, and sat on it.
She swung her legs slightly, looked at him and smiled, "You're clearly not even tipsy, how can you be sober?"
Even though she said that, she still pointed to the seat next to her and said, "Sit."
Fu Feng sat down beside her, looking at her with a hint of darkness in his eyes, and replied, "I just suddenly miss your Xue Niang."
Frost and Snow flew with them to Hanwei Palace. The snow had stopped at this moment. She moved her mind and a new snow fell above the Garden of Gods, rustling onto the tips of her hair.
The snow fell very quietly, without a sound or a trace. Before anyone noticed, a layer of frost had already accumulated.
"Then why are you still looking for excuses?" Fuxue comfortably felt the breath that came from the same source as her, and said softly, "No need for excuses, any of you will be welcomed by me."
Looking away from her pure and bright eyes, Fu Feng caught a snowflake and covered it in his palm with his fingers clenched.
It seemed difficult to break the impasse. The look in her eyes when she looked at him was too pure. It had always been like this for thousands of years.
The wind picked up, carrying the flying snow, and they danced together in the sky, creating an indistinct and charming atmosphere.
Watching the wind and snow traveling across the sky and earth, Fu Feng secretly lowered his slightly raised fingertips, with a hint of joy floating between his brows.
Fuxue saw that his eyebrows were relaxed and asked him, "What are you happy about?"
Fu Feng turned to look at her and said, "You don't necessarily need a reason to be happy."
She was there, that was all.
"Too."
When they arrived at Hanwei Palace, the frost and snow had dissipated. They landed on the ground, and the snow on their hair melted instantly.
Fuxue waved her hand, and two transparent jade cups slowly flew in from the depths of the hall and hung in front of Fufeng, with frost floating in them.
"Since you are here, sit for a while." She leaned over the table and pressed down with her fingers. Two jade cups fell on the table, one on the left and one on the right.
Fu Feng nodded, sat beside her, raised his hand and created a curtain of light in front of him to cover up the sound, picked up one of the jade cups, and poured the snow wine into it.
Fuxue rested her head on her arms and watched with him as the small world he had randomly drawn took shape, summoning the Ten Thousand Dao Bells outside and injecting divine power into it.
Wan Dao Zhong will send the Taoism in his divine power to the small world and teach it the rules of the small world in the right way.
Fuxue felt sleepy, so he lay down on the table and fell asleep.
Fu Feng put down the cup in his hand, lowered his eyes to look at her, raised his hand to the top of her head and stroked it gently.
After a long time, he withdrew his hand, and the breeze summoned a cloud, which carried her into her bedroom.
He still sat in her temple and continued to watch the newborn small world, ensuring its normal operation and assigning tasks to the thirty-six main gods.
Shen Ye wandered over and sat next to Fu Feng. Seeing a cup of snow wine on the table, he poured it out and leaned against Lei Ting to watch him sort out the rules of the small world.
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