Mo You watched coldly as Xuan Ming disappeared before his eyes, and took back the flowing silver into nothingness.
The dark clouds over the palace have not dissipated, and the thunder is looming, but has no tendency to disappear.
Zi Sangyue stared blankly at the Lord God standing there in mid-air, and murmured something in a low voice.
This was the first time Zi Sang Yue faced the judgment of the Lord, which was deeply memorable and unforgettable.
"This is the real Lord God." Zi Sangyue clenched her palms into fists and turned to look at Lan Yan, "You have seen it before."
Zi Sangyue had already recovered and looked at Lan Yan calmly.
"Not all gods are loving and selfless. There are always some gods who are guilty and try to make all living beings their slaves."
Lan Yan's eyes have always been on Mo You, "The Lord God always fails to take care of you because she is really incapable of taking care of herself."
There are many things among the gods that need Mo You to deal with one by one.
Therefore, it is impossible to cover everything and do everything as expected.
When Zi Sang Yue was in danger, Mo You didn't arrive in time because she couldn't get away at that time.
But this matter fell into Zi Sangyue's eyes, but it turned out that the Lord God did not pay attention to her.
Even though Zi Sangyue gradually put this incident behind her, it didn't mean that Zi Sangyue didn't remember it.
In the past, Zi Sangyue only listened to Mo You in passing about the functions of the main god.
They are all protected under the wings of the Lord God and have never directly touched the heinous god.
"You are younger than Yun Xiu and I, but you know more than both of us." Zi Sangyue took a deep breath and did not fall into memories for long.
"Yun Xiu also knows." Lan Yan said with a calm voice and a calm expression, "You are the only one who doesn't know."
Lan Yan could tell that Zi Sangyue had complicated feelings for Mo You.
While relying on Mo You, there is also a slight resentment towards Mo You in his heart.
This bit of resentment was concealed by her very well.
But it never disappeared.
Zi Sangyue didn't understand how much responsibility Mo You carried, and she never wanted to understand it.
She was like a child who was always worried about why Mo You couldn't stay with her all the time, and never tried to see the world from Mo You's perspective.
Zi Sangyue was stunned on the spot, Lan Yan ignored her and strode to Mo You's side.
Although Xuan Ming died, none of the mess he left behind has been cleaned up.
"Now should we capture all those false gods and put them on trial together?" Lan Yan handed Mo You a small and exquisite sweet-scented osmanthus cake.
Juan Chen has escaped Mo You's control and is floating three meters directly in front of her, shining with a faint silver light.
"Yes." Mo You took a bite of the sweet-scented osmanthus cake and looked relaxed, "You can do the rest."
"Then you sit aside and rest for a while." Lan Yan placed Mo You on the chair next to her, and set up a small table for her and put some tea and snacks on it.
Mo You finished the sweet-scented osmanthus cake in his hand and sat on the chair with a smile, "Leave it to you."
Juan Chen has recorded the names of all the false gods, and it is not that difficult to find them through the person-finding formation.
It’s just that compared to finding ordinary people, finding false gods is more cumbersome.
With Juan Chen as the center, a huge golden formation was spread out.
All the overwhelming divine power fell on the formation, and they patiently constructed this huge searching formation.
Mo You narrowed his eyes slightly, supported his head with one hand, and looked at the formation in front of him calmly, then picked up a piece of chestnut cake and ate it in small bites.
When Mo You taught those military students the "Eight Poems", part of the reason was to let them deal with these elusive false gods.
Now that I have found Xuan Ming, I can catch all these false gods today.
One after another, false gods scattered on various planets appeared in the formation.
Jin, who had been standing in the corner without moving, walked into the formation carrying a bundle of ropes.
Tie up all these false gods and throw them aside.
The false gods who suddenly came here for some reason gathered together tremblingly, looking at the gods and beasts in the courtyard with fearful expressions.
They carried part of Xuan Ming's divine power, so they could naturally sense the terrifying aura on Lan Yan and the others.
The disparity in power was so great that the fear in their eyes only increased.
The thirteenth false god who was transported was the one who was imprisoned before.
Compared to the other twelve who were dressed decently, his body was charred and black, and he was dying.
He stood there in silence for a moment holding the rope, then silently put the rope away.
Now that this person is like this, there is no need to tie him up.
They all knew each other, and everyone was shocked to see the last false god in this half-dead state.
With their current abilities, there are only a few people in the world who can hurt him like this.
"Who hurt you like this?" One of the brave middle-aged men with blond hair came over and asked in a low voice.
Mo You heard what he thought was a quiet question and raised her eyes to look at him, with a faint smile on her lips.
"Them." He stretched out a dark hand and pointed at Lan Yan and then at Mo You.
"I was injured." Mo You nodded and admitted when the blond middle-aged man looked over.
Mo You and Lan Yan are no strangers to these people and can be seen on the Star Network.
But now when he saw Mo You, the restriction set by Xuan Ming disappeared.
One word comes to the minds of all false gods - Lord God.
Xuan Ming told them about the Lord God and the divine power controlled by the Lord God.
Mo You looked at the blond middle-aged man and asked, "How many bug-men have you created in total?"
The emergence of creatures like insect-men goes against the natural development laws of the world's creatures.
If left unchecked, it will lead to disaster sooner or later.
"Not much, three hundred." When the blond middle-aged man looked at Mo You, he subconsciously told the truth.
For the current human population, three hundred people is indeed not that many.
But every ordinary person’s life is also life.
"Where are those insect men?" Lan Yan walked up to the blond man with light gold in his hand.
The sharp sword was already placed on his neck.
"No, I don't know." The blond man looked at Lan Yan in fear, trying to avoid the sharp sword, "We all got the bug secretly, and then we stopped asking."
Mo You knew what he said was true.
She looked around and her eyes fell on the other false gods, "Do you know the whereabouts of those insect-men?"
Mo You was answered with silence.
Obviously, the fate of these insect-men is beyond their scope of concern.
