Ying frowned: "What happened is worthy of your panic."
The man pursed his lips. Every time he faced the Lord of the Universe, he felt like he would suffocate at any moment.
Hearing Ying's scolding, the man shrank his neck and said, "That's right, it's the missionaries of Death who besieged the same missionaries."
Ying sneered: "I didn't expect there to be such a united and progressive person in our world, what a result!" War between missionaries has occurred from time to time since the establishment of the world.
As long as there is not a struggle among the elite workers in the inner city that can shake the foundation of the world, if one of these novices disappears, it can be regarded as the survival of the fittest, saving resources for the world.
Therefore, Shadow actually doesn't care about the life or death of these newbies.
Hearing that Chuying was in a good mood, the man also relaxed a lot: "In the end, the one who was besieged won."
I don’t know where that mission person got his ability, but he was able to blow those mission people to nothing.
There was a string of laughter in the air: "You can't steal a chicken but lose a lot of rice. Who is the person who made the hard work? I can train him better later."
The man replied cautiously: "You told us to pay attention to the newbie missionary named Jin Qing before..."
The laughter stopped suddenly, and the image that had always been calm and generous jumped up as if someone had pinched his neck: "What did you say!" It turned out to be that ancestor.
In panic, Ying raised her legs and walked out of the hall, but after taking a few steps, she stopped again: No, the little ancestor won, there is no point in her going there now, and she might even be slapped to death...
Ying slowly sat back on the cave and ordered his men: "Continue to observe, and report as soon as possible next time." This group of wastes missed the opportunity.
Knowing that he was being angered, his subordinate said: "..." Who would have thought that a war would end so quickly. The person named Jin Qing who can do the task of tearing apart is really strong!
On the bank of the Wei River, the dragon was playing with the water with its tail.
I saw her drenching the still stiff Zhulong with water from time to time: "Azhu, if you don't move, the tree above you will bear fruit."
After regaining the power of Pangu, Zhulong has gradually recovered, but because it took too long to be petrified, the stone shell on his skin still needs time to recover.
But for some reason, a small tree grew directly above Zhulong's head. It looked like the dragon had a cuckold on its head.
The dragon dared to clean up the flowers and plants in other locations, but the dragon did not dare to touch this tree.
This tree appeared after receiving the power of Pangu. Zhulong finally had a chance to recover. If the tree took root too deeply, she would pull out Zhulong's brain in one fell swoop...
No, she couldn't think about it anymore, she was already starting to get scared.
After listening to Jiaolong's words, Zhulong's body moved slowly. Jiaolong heard a crackling sound, but saw that the stone mountain formed by Zhulong's body was slowly moving towards him.
Jiaolong lay on the ground and took a look. It turned out that Zhulong was using his two claws to support his stiff body and walked towards him.
Jiaolong laughed angrily at Zhulong's actions, stretched out the tip of his tail and held Zhulong down: "Okay, whoever wants a rock to accompany you, you don't have to be tough."
Zhulong's tone was a little depressed: "Don't you just like hard things?" Women love to lie, and he felt that he had been deceived into getting married.
Jiaolong: "..." Give me back my innocent and lovely husband.
Seeing that Zhulong had stopped moving, Jiaolong came to Zhulong's side. The dragon's body was coiled around Zhulong's body, and its head was stacked on Zhulong's head. It used the dragon's whiskers to pull the tree on Zhulong's head: "A Zhu, I’m very worried about Yaoyao.”
Since Yaoyao came back from Jin Qing, she has sealed Yaoyao's memory, but the child seems to be in trouble and always sheds tears for no reason.
As Yanyong's mother, she naturally wanted to give the best in the world to her son.
However, there are some people in this world that she cannot control.
Especially that one...
This is simply killing the couple!
Hearing the deep worry in his wife's words, Zhulong comforted his wife: "Aji, Yaoyao has grown up. He has his own way to go. You can only block his memory once. If one day he After thinking about that past, I still insist on following Xiaoqing, so let him go!"
His son has already died once, and he believes that his son knows what he wants.
Jiaolong lay on Zhulong as if his strength had been drained away: "But I'm still worried."
She can still remember those powerful followers who were outside the Temple of Forbidden Love when she was forced into it!
What she is afraid of is not that her son will be crazy about following the forbidden love. What she is afraid of is that her son, a demon god with impure blood, may not even be qualified to enter the temple...
Zhulong smiled and comforted his wife: "Everything in the world is unpredictable. Maybe Yaoyao will change his mind tomorrow. If you are really afraid, you might as well go out and grab some new playmates for Yaoyao. Maybe he will completely ignore the little love." His influence.”
The dragon suddenly jumped up and circled in the air: "Yes, such a good idea, why didn't I think of it before."
Seeing Jiaolong leaving in a hurry, Zhulong hurriedly shouted: "Don't go to Taotie Mountain." There was no way it would trigger his son's memory.
Jiaolong hurriedly replied: "I know." Then he quickly rushed out of the barrier.
Zhulong burst out laughing: His wife has been in constant turmoil for decades. I don’t know how she managed to survive these years when he was sleeping.
Thinking of Yaoyao again, Zhulong couldn't hide his worry: what kind of tricks did Jian do to his son back then? He didn't think that Jian was treacherous and didn't lay any more tricks.
Jin Qing was sitting in his system space counting the loot. Iron Spirit, who knew he had caused trouble, was crouching in the corner obediently.
It was not the gold-eating rat that was thrown out. It was very good and did nothing.
The Gold-eating Rat ran back on its own. After being imprisoned for so many years, it had learned well.
Having just been thrown out again, the current Gold-eating Rat is obviously very insecure. It lies upright next to the Iron Spirit, and occasionally licks the Iron Spirit to satisfy its craving: it is all metal, and the Iron Spirit's At least it tastes better than pure iron.
Although there is no big fish or meat, it is good to lick pickles occasionally.
As Yin Lingzi, the porter of this battle, Jin Qing has the greatest goodwill towards her.
If it weren't for Yin Lingzi's help, she wouldn't have been able to find where these people's warehouses were.
If her money and house were destroyed, she would be so angry that she would commit suicide.
After discussing meritorious deeds, Jin Qing found a beautiful bowl, covered it with a thick brocade handkerchief, and gave it to Yin Lingzi to use as a bed.
Yin Lingzi obviously likes this bowl very much, and the consumption this time is indeed too much. She has now returned to her original shape and got into the bowl to sleep.
Jin Qing looked at the sleeping Yin Lingzi with a loving look: "Have a good rest. I will rely on you when I am short of money in the future."
