Outside the Heavenly Palace of All Things.

There is a great joy among the flowers.

A girl with two pigtails of five or six years old was laughing and joking among the flowers and plants.

Her tender little hands were holding a young man who was one or two years old, with white hair and a cute Q-type armor. She looked cute and stupid.

The little guy's face was tender, but his little face was always tense, looking a little serious and a little funny.

"Damn Yuan Wuji!"

The evil god of Bati lamented in his heart.

He no longer knew how many times he had scolded Yuan Wuji in his heart.

It has become a routine to scold Yuan Wuji.

As for anger and hatred, he had been too long at this moment, and he accepted his fate a little.

When he was beaten back to his childhood with one move and kicked to this place, he was a terrifying evil god, and he actually became a toy in the hands of a two or three-year-old child.

And it's the kind of person who is disobedient and will be beaten.

The Evil God of Baqi looked at the seemingly innocent little girl in front of him and whispered to himself, "Under the innocent appearance, there is a tyrannical heart. There is a demon living inside the angel's appearance. He is as good as the damn Yuan Wuji, and he is indeed a father and daughter."

"Xiao Ba, what are you mumbling?"

At this time, the pink and tender ears in front of him shook slightly, and suddenly turned his head and asked.

"Xiao Ba?"

"Damn it's a broken nickname..."

The evil god Yaqi cursed in his heart, but the corner of his mouth twitched slightly, revealing an ugly smile.

"You look ugly when you smile!"

Yu Zhu stuck out his tongue, turned around and ran again.

The evil god of Bati can only cry silently in his heart.

He also wants to be proud!

However, strength is not allowed!

Although this little girl can't do anything to him, there are too many ways to slap people in this little devil.

The evil god Yaqi who first came here was still extremely arrogant even when he returned to his childhood.

Not moved by external objects.

Although the twins who had been praised by the Emperor Qi Tian were curious at that time, they had not done anything under the care of Hong Chenxue and others.

But later, after the little demon and everyone left, she finally showed her demon's fangs.

The seemingly pink palms are like devil's sharp claws, bringing indelible memories to Moe Yaqi.

From then on, his evil god Yaqi became a toy in the hands of the demon.

You know, it was always the evil god of Bati who regarded everything in the world as a toy.

How could I expect that one day I would become a toy in the hands of others, and the owner of the toy was just a two or three-year-old child.

Occasionally, I was beaten up, forced to chase butterflies, catch shrimps, and play some childish games. The face of my god is lost, and it is even worse than nothingness.

After all, no matter how embarrassing Xuwu is, he is still fighting with a group of righteous masters, and he actually fought with a three or five-year-old child, or was bullied by a three or five-year-old child.

Thinking about the evil god of Bati is full of grievances.

Fortunately, he also felt comforted.

The evil god of Yaqi looked to the other side.

In between, a little boy of three or five years old was covered in mud, and behind him was a black hood. The god of death, who was also beaten to a cute baby, was dragged around with an expression of indespair on his face.

Two toys that cannot be broken or smashed, but Baba and Chen Yuan were so happy.

"Xiao Ba, what do you want to do!"

Ye Zhu, who was rushing forward, suddenly felt that the person behind him was still motionless, and almost fell down. He turned around with anger. He was still holding a pipa of the same size in his hand, but it should have been a beautiful piano, but it looked like a hammer in her hand.

While speaking, Feng Wu had already hit Moebaki's forehead.

Bang!

Moebaki screamed in pain and burst into tears.

At this moment, the Evil God of Baqi was even more roaring in his heart. He didn't want to do this, but he was really instinctive and uncontrollable now.

"Do you dare to stop privately. This time you run ahead. You are not allowed to stop without my permission, otherwise you will know what's amazing!"

A devilish smile suddenly appeared on Kazuru's face, and the god dance in his hand hit the palm of his hand, looking like a villain, threatening Yaki Yoshinomi.

"Don't wait for me to recover, I will definitely get back!"

Moe Yaqi roared in her heart, but she still chose to follow her instinct, and walked away with humiliation with her two short legs and rushed towards the butterfly in front of her.

"I'll catch! I'll catch! I'll catch again!"

Moe Yaqi stopped chasing the butterfly, and at the same time she whispered harsh words, as if she treated the butterfly as a stolen.

On the other side, when Chen Yuan saw this scene, he was immediately anxious. Under the guidance of his sister, Chen Yuan, who had always been well-behaved, also learned bad things. He held the Taixu Mirror in his hand and covered the cute god of death with a "bang" like the lid of the pot.

Dang.

A crisp sound rang in the wilderness, and Chenyuan cried out: "Go and catch them together. If I lose to them today, no matter how I get punished, I will get it back from you!"

At this moment, the God of Death still had a dead face, and under the urging of Chenyuan, he moved a few unwilling steps.

This made Chen Yuan jump. Since he chose this guy, he lost every time he played the game.

Thinking of this, Chen Yuan couldn't help but speak harshly again, "Xiao Yuan, if I lose this time, I will exchange you with my sister."

"Um?"

Hearing this, the cute god of death's ears suddenly trembled, and in an instant, he became energetic, and trotted and chased after him...

He saw Yaqi's tragedy with his own eyes, and the god of death did not want him to fall into the hands of the little demon.

Death is not afraid of the world. Although this little guy has learned a lot of bad things, his methods are limited, which is completely tickling for him, but that little devil is different.

The god of death wondered why the two little guys born one after another had such a big difference in personality.

In the end, the God of Death concluded that Chen Yuan inherited Hong Chen Xue, and it was obvious that the little demon inherited more genes of Yuan Wuji. Moreover, the little demon remembered that it was one after another, and it became even worse than Yuan Wuji.

He often couldn't get out of Taiwan. Last time, he was planning to pull out the white hair of the evil god Yati and turned into a bald man.

They even often draw turtles on their faces, which are the kind that cannot be washed off even if they are washed.

The god of death suspected that the little devil did a lot of it every day, just on the way to prank people, and he was just playing every day.

But his play made him and Yaqi suffer.

For ordinary people, the little demon is still very restrained, but he doesn't have so much concern about the two of them who can't play badly.

Especially when he was kicked down by Yuan Wuji, Yuan Wuji left a sentence saying that they were bad people who wanted to hurt them and their mother and they had to be properly rectified.

From then on, the two of them started a hellish life.

I stayed there for several years.

For God, the meaningless time has become so difficult at this moment.

Death felt that facing that little demon, he was more frightened than the high priest of Yuanwujie who was trying to murder him, and he escaped from Yuanwujie.
Chapter completed!