Anyone who sees this situation will think that this is the God of Send a Son, most of the time it takes Wu Yue to take the bribe, open the back door, and make her seal the God.

But the problem is, he really doesn't.

Ning Tao reached out to wrap his arms around Wu Yue's waist, and her tentacles were cold, but the cool but comfortable feeling was like drinking a glass of iced and thick beer in the hot summer. After the divine disaster, her body also transformed, her skin was q-fitting, and her color was like ice jade, which was amazing.

The long-lost feeling and reaction suddenly emerged, and Ning Tao's thousand-year-old heart also jumped up, feeling better back to the impulsive age of his twenties.

"You..." Wu Yue just caught something, and a blush appeared on her cheeks.

However, she did not retreat, but instead pressed forward a little.

Ning Tao was a little embarrassed: "Haha, sorry, I haven't reacted for hundreds of years, so this is just a greeting to you."

Wu Yue: "..."

It has been a thousand years since the God of Sending Children seems to have become thicker.

At this moment, a golden divine cloud suddenly flew over.

On the cloud was standing a tall god with dark skin and fiery eyes, carrying a stick, and in a blink of an eye, he arrived beside Ning Tao and Wu Yue.

Wu Yue looked at the god vigilantly, for nothing else, just because the other party was very hostile, which made her feel a little uneasy.

Ning Tao glanced at the god and said angrily: "Xingjun, why are you walking around with your stick when you have nothing to do? The god on this sacred mountain is either your concubine or your brothers and sisters or nephew. Who are you scaring?"

"Uh." Ning Xingjun put down the stick, lowered his head, looking listless, "I pay homage to my father."

He was the first child born by Ning Tao and Immortal Fire Phoenix, and he was also the reincarnation of the Buri Xingjun. He had already recovered the memory of Buri Xingjun. He is now equivalent to Buri Xingjun and is also Ning Xingjun, so he cannot change the bad habit of the Divine Mountain Yiba. But standing in front of him was the God's father who could play with him at any time, and he had no temper in front of this father.

What made him even more depressed was that his God King's father was right. Most of his concubines, brothers, sisters, nieces and nieces on this sacred mountain had no market. After a new god came, he rushed over, thinking that he could bully him and show off his power as a sacred mountain. However, he didn't expect that the new god was a goddess and hugged his father, the God King, tightly. What's more excessive is that his father, the God King, had a reaction, and was obviously provoking.

I'm so proud!

You old pervert!

Of course, Ning Xingjun definitely dared not say this.

"This is your Aunt Wu Yue." Ning Tao said.

Ning Xingjun looked up at Wu Yue, and a fierce light flashed, then lowered his head: "Hello Aunt Wu Yue."

Wu Yue didn't dare to be too arrogant, and then left the embrace of the God of Sending Son, faced Ning Xingjun, bent his legs, wrapped his hands around his waist, and gave a blessing gift: "Great God Wu Yue."

Ning Tao said: "This is my son Ning Xingjun, who inherited his fucking hot temper."

Ning Xingjun's mother is an immortal fire phoenix. The flame in his eyes is also an immortal fire. After a child, her skin was fair, but after passing the heavenly tribulation and the divine tribulation, she transformed into this color, but this also conforms to his ferocious god characteristics. He is actually more powerful than his previous life, and he is a hundred times more powerful. He is also a side dish in front of the father of the God of Sending Children. It is not enough to drink two taels of wine, and he is abused every minute.

On this sacred mountain, the Immortal Fire Phoenix couldn't control him, but the evil god in front of Ning Tao did not dare to do anything at all. It could be considered as a subduing thing.

"Xingjun, go back and spend more time with your mother if you have nothing to do. Your sister Ning Huoer is also in the fairy world. If you are really bored, you can go to the fairy world to find your sister and give her some advice." Ning Tao said.

Ning Huoer, that was the second child born by Ning Tao, which was born in 666 of the God of Sending Children. Ning Huoer is now over 300 years old. But he has no choice but to be a single woman. Immortal Huohuang always nags about this in front of Ning Tao, but Ning Tao can't control it either. Her daughter has a high vision. No one can touch her heart in the fairy world. Can he, the father-in-law, control?

"Oh, then I'm back, are you going home for dinner?" Ning Xingjun asked.

Ning Tao said, "I won't go home for dinner. Look, I'm in business."

"Oh." Ning Xingjun summoned the golden divine cloud and left with him.

Ning Tao smiled bitterly: "This child is so worried that he is over a thousand years old."

Wu Yue smiled and said, "I have heard a lot of stories about you in the fairy world for a thousand years. The story of the God of Sending a Son has supported many storytellers in the fairy world, but they are all good."

Ning Tao could withstand praise: "It's so tiring to be famous. If I weren't the common ruler of these three realms, they would definitely not always say I'm good, they would definitely say something bad. I like to hear them say I'm bad, that's not interesting."

Wu Yue smiled with a pursed lips and said, "This is the first time I have seen someone dislike his reputation for being too good. By the way, how many descendants do you have?"

Ning Tao was slightly stunned: "This...why are you asking about this?"

The topic was very stiff and not very curvature. As a result, Wu Yue pulled it back easily: "You don't remember it yourself, do you?"

Ning Tao was very embarrassed, but he still nodded.

Then he changed the subject: "Well, you are the destiny of the destiny, the underworld is your place to go, are you going to the underworld or staying on the sacred mountain?"

"It took me a thousand years to see you. Are you going to take me to the underworld?" Wu Yue said, with a little resentment in her eyes.

Ning Tao said, "I want to build a temple for you. Otherwise, I will build one for you on the sacred mountain and one for you in the underworld. I haven't been to the underworld for a long time, so I will accompany you to the underworld for a walk. How about it?"

"I..." Wu Yue wanted to speak but stopped.

"What do you want to say?"

Wu Yue hesitated for a moment before saying it: "I... I actually want to tell you good news."

Ning Tao smiled and said, "What good news do you say, are you hilarious about the good news?"

"I'm pregnant." Wu Yue said.

The smile on Ning Tao's face froze.

He felt something was wrong.

He and her were in the past time and space 1,000 years ago, just that night, and then they never got together again. Today, 1,000 years later, she suddenly told him that she was pregnant...

For some reason, the Send-Send God suddenly felt that the golden aperture above his head was not so golden, and it was a little green.

What good news is this?

This was a slap in the face.

Wu Yue frowned: "What's your reaction?"

A reluctant smile came from Ning Tao's mouth: "Well, congratulations, who is the child's father?"

You say, you say it, I will kill him!

Wu Yue was slightly stunned for a moment, suddenly understood something, and then she smiled: "So you thought...hahaha..."

Ning Tao said curiously: "What are you laughing at? I asked you, who is the child's father? Are you laughing so happily?"

You say, you should tell me it out soon. Even if I don’t do it, that idiot will be dead.

Wu Yue smiled and said, "I'll tell me, you are not allowed to cause trouble for him."

Ning Tao nodded: "Don't worry, I am the common ruler of the three realms, I will never cause trouble for him. Who is the child's father? Tell me quickly."

There is really a fool!

Wu Yue said: "The child's father is far away and close to him."

"Hmm?" Ning Tao was stunned for a moment.

He was really confused, but he really understood the meaning of Wu Yue's words far away and near before him. After all, he was the co-lord of the three realms who graduated from medical university.

Wu Yue smiled and said, "I told you that I was pregnant, and your face changed suddenly. You must think that the child in my belly belongs to another man, right?"

Ning Tao nodded.

Damn, you slept with me one night 1,000 years ago. Later, you told me that you were pregnant. Whose child is not the other man?

Brother Wu Yue laughed twice: "Look, your face has changed again. OK, okay, I will explain the matter clearly to you so that you won't be anxious. You know, 1,000 years ago, I was just a female ghost. Although I was a master of a wise man, I could only be considered half a ghost immortal. After spending a night with you, I found out that I had it. But the child I was pregnant with was a ghost baby, which was different from an ordinary child. It took thousands of years to be born. Once he was born, he would be the ghost king."

Ning Tao had a strange expression on his face.

It turns out that he is that idiot.

A few seconds later, the God of Son gave up laughed and said, "So that's the case. I'll just say, how could you..."

He suddenly felt something was wrong, so he closed his mouth and looked at the female god of death with a smile on his face.

"How could I be with other men?" Wu Yue said with a smile: "Even if I have that heart, I can't find a man with that courage."

Yes, looking at the three realms, who dares to give the god of Sons a cuckold?

Ning Tao hugged Wu Yue in his arms and said apologetically: "Just... I'm sorry, I really didn't expect that it would take 1,000 years for you to have a baby, so... this is a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding."

Wu Yue said in Ning Tao's arms: "You are jealous and I am happy, so I will not be angry with you. But you want to build two temples for me, one sitting on this sacred mountain, and the other one being in the underworld."

Ning Tao smiled and said, "It's necessary. Even if you don't say it, I will build two temples for you."

"The child in my belly cannot be sure when it will be born. You can name the child." Wu Yue said.

Ning Tao said: "Is it a boy or a girl?"

Wu Yue said, "It's a boy."

Ning Tao thought for a while and said, "Just call him King Ningwu."

Ning Tao and Wu Yuesheng's Ghost King, Ning Wu King.

"King Ningwu, well, I like this name." Wu Yue showed a sweet and happy smile on her face.

The temple was built as soon as possible. Half an hour later, a majestic temple of death was processed on the sacred mountain. The statues processed in the temple were the statues of death based on Wu Yue. They held the judge's pen in one hand and the life and death book in the other.

The God of Death with the sickle is the God of Death in Western mythology and does not exist at all. The judge's pen and the life and death book are the standard tools for a God of Death.
Chapter completed!