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Chen Tang, my deity: "...How could you be so fierce?"

What does it mean to kill her together?

It seems that if Shanming wants to kill her, she can do it easily.

Without giving her good thoughts a little color, she really thought she was the only one in the world and invincible world? Chen Tang, the original god, bit her cheeks and soft flesh: "Wu, if you have the ability, come and hit me?"

Faced with the provocation of my deity, Shan Nian sneered.

"I have the chance to deal with you, it's almost done anyway."

Chen Tang: "..."

Killing good thoughts is one of the necessary conditions for the 19th-level Marquis of the Pass to be promoted to 20th-level Marquis of Che. Killing good thoughts can break the promotion bottleneck between the two realms. Chen Tang, the original deity, has not been very hard to practice in the past two years, but for some reason, her cultivation speed is similar to that of the earlier years of hard work, and even is even better. She can steadily increase while sleeping without moving.

At this speed, you can challenge the twenty-class Chehou within five years.

In other words, good thoughts can kill her.

Jimo Qiu didn't know that Shannin communicated with the deity, but he could guess how much he knew about His Highness. He gently pulled Shannin's sleeve and asked her if she wanted to sit down and blow the wind for a while. She didn't know what kind of tree this tree was. The tree was thick, straight and tall, and it was estimated that it was more than fifty feet and the branches were lush. He sat on the tallest branch, Shannin leaned on his legs without hesitation.

Chen Tang: "..."

Will this action be too intimate?

Shannian noticed her heart and sneered again.

Chen Tang: "..."

There is no memory, but there is no need to bear worries, but the disadvantages are also very obvious. She was ridiculed by the good intentions and didn’t know what the other party was laughing at. Why didn’t she freeze this little brat to death when she sneered every day?

I don’t know if it was influenced by good thoughts. When I, Chen Tang, saw a blue sky through the perspective of good thoughts, saw the white clouds floating leisurely, and some similar pictures appeared in my mind for no reason. A sense of familiarity came to my face, occasionally mixed with blood.

These blood-colored images made her qi and blood surge, and her murderous intent was unbearable.

Good thoughts were responsive, but this time it was changed to sneer.

Jimo Qiu lowered his eyes and slapped: "Your Highness?"

The fan in his hand was made of picking leaves casually, and when it fanned, it had a little smell of grass and trees. Shanmeng stretched his waist in his lying position, gloating: "It's nothing, it's a little waste."

Jimo Qiu stopped playing the fan.

"Even Your Highness can't scold himself like this."

Shannian's smile on her face closed in a second, and her dark eyes were filled with creepy coldness: "Even the little priest can't plead for me, who are other than me."

Her anger had just subsided.

If you look closely, there are still purple finger marks on Jimo Qiu's neck, but neither he nor Shannian care. The latter doesn't think that his behavior is too much, while the former has already made preparations for Shannian to kill him, and it would be unexpected that he would not kill him.

As well, some long-lasting memories emerged in my mind.

Some memories that are so long that they count in their previous life.

In my memory, I was still very short. I followed a few playmates of similar size to fish for gems in the Holy River of the clan, and half of the basket was filled with small bamboo baskets. He and a few friends returned home barefoot, but saw the high priest who was respected by the clan members visiting and saying something in the house.

【High Priest, this is the child.】

The woman, known as the high priest, squatted and looked at herself carefully, and then used her skills to calculate something. After a long time, she sighed in a deep voice to make a decision.

[Well, it's him.] Talent is the best one in the new generation, with a suitable temperament and a special fate, which may play a role in the great disaster. [I will come here to take him away tomorrow. You will not see him for many years in the future. Let's get together tonight.]

Only then did Jimo Qiu realize that the next high priest fell on him, and the other friends who participated in the selection that day were all defeated.

He was both happy and nervous about the result.

Happiness is the result of wishes, and anxiety is the fear of angering the gods and causing disasters. There are many legends related to God circulating in the clan, some saying that He likes peace, and some saying that He is extremely killing. Their clan has a small number but can occupy rich resources, which is entirely protected by the gods. The way of protecting the gods is to kill enemies who covet the tribe.

I don’t know how many he killed, but he only knew that there was a legend in the clan that the gems at the bottom of the river in the clan were all transformed from the enemy’s corpses, and ordinary river fish were also urged into strange beasts by the essence of the corpses. Each one was extremely fat, which showed that the enemy made a lot of contributions.

The old priest knew that he was curious and chuckled to explain.

[Your Highness was a bit fierce in the early years, and the rumors were not all fake. However, he was guided by the Master of Heaven for nearly ten thousand years. His temperament has become much calmer, and the effect of self-cultivation is very good.] He used to kill many people who were not blind, but now he will not kill them.

The Your Highness Jimo Qiu saw was indeed a good temper, as calm and tolerant as the river in the clan, but he wanted to see her a little turbulent.

Relying on his young age, he will be tolerated no matter how he wants.

Shannian raised his hand and pinched his cheek unsatisfiedly: "Distracted?"

Jimo Qiu said: "I'm thinking about the past."

"What do you think about the old almanac that has been gone?"

"I remembered that the old priest once said that His Highness was good at fighting and bloodthirsty, and I didn't believe it at that time. His Highness was so gentle and peaceful that he could not imagine that scene. But later he believed it." His Highness was really fierce in reincarnation in response to the disaster. The gems of the river in the clan were really transformed from the corpses of ancient creatures. The clan members lived by the river and dug for so many years but had not seen the bottom. I don't know how many unlucky people were lying in the river.

Shannian just rolled his eyes when he heard this.

The ancient land was vast and boundless, and it was derived from thousands of races. Each race group expanded to a certain number and inevitably had a war of survival resources. In order to compete for luck and reproduction space, these races were more fierce in nature. Even if they were in their previous lives, their essence was just a member of the Colosseum of Heavenly Selection - the Heavenly Dao only enlightened themselves to become the Holy Lord. This is like the King Kang Court ordered an official to go to the place to serve, and the official gave him a title, but the local gentry and powerful people controlled all resources. If the Holy Lord wanted to make a name for himself, he would have to fight with them. To put it bluntly, he would kill him!

They pay each other and who wins. Whoever wins is the final say.

I was not evil in my previous life and had long been abandoned by the way of heaven.

The way of heaven attacked all races on the ancient continent and elbowed the saints who were enlightened by themselves. Whoever was most beneficial to him was his treasure, so big. Thinking of these, good thoughts were filled with fire.

"The way of heaven is really not a thing."

Jimo Qiu dared not agree.

Your Highness scolded Master Tiandao. Master Tiandao knew that he was wrong and didn't dare to give one, but if he scolded him, he would warn him.

The more you think about the good thoughts, the more you feel hot, and the repressed ferocity also rises. You have to scold a few words before you can be happy: "After using the dog, we turn against each other, what a big disaster, if you want to murder, just say it. Isn't it just that you think you want to lose control and start first?"

It is hard to be an emperor, and it is even harder to be a prince/the prince.

Especially for the emperor who is plotting against the turtle hair like Tiandao, whoever is the heir will be unlucky. While he needs to use the hands of the heir to cut off the wings of all races, he does not want to see the heir threaten him, so he simply set up one to abolish the other, abolish it, and abolish it.

The way of heaven wants to establish the most perfect heir.

As a result, Yaozu was a waste, and his family almost destroyed. The dog was in a panic and panic looking for the former deposed prince/destroyed girl to save the scene and restore the precarious family relationship.

The pig hit the tree and knew that it was turning, and the nose fell into the mouth and it was thrown. What had you done long ago? Shannian was so angry that she came to her place. After she finished her scolding, the sky suddenly became dark clouds.

Tsk, the dog's defense is broken.

She sneered: "You have the ability to bring down the thunder tribulation and kill me. Dog thing, am I giving you a lot of face?"

After a long time, the disaster clouds dissipated little by little.

Kind thoughts sneered, and he fell down and pillowed Jimo Qiu's legs.

Jimo Qiu was a little envious.

Shannian raised his hand and pulled the end of his braid, and warned: "As long as you don't disobey me, I will definitely be nice to you."

Jimo Qiu: "…yes."

Shannian said again: "Don't give me a good look, just obey me. What's that waste of me? I'm fickle."

Jimo Qiu: "...the love of gods is broad and magnanimous."

This cannot be called flower heart, it is called pity for all living beings and all things.

My deity Shen Tang: "Hey, I can hear it."

When did she become fickle???

Slander and slander, this is a naked slander.

The kindness sneered meaningfully, and the original Shen Tang sighed again, and Luo San couldn't help but break the silver chopsticks with one hand.

"Shen Jun, have you sighed enough?"

How long have you eaten today?

At a celebration banquet, she sighed, frowned, and stopped, and her chopsticks were distorted, which made people feel disgusted.

Shen Tang said: "Does Luo Hou know how to kill good thoughts?"

Luo San: “…”

This question is really critical.

"Why isn't Shen Jun curious about why I'm like this now?" It's okay to ask other Chehous to ask him how to kill Shan Nian, but he was very rude to ask him. Luo San had a problem when he killed Shan Nian, and his bravery totem made a fuel to the fire, causing Luo San to slide from the twenty-fourth Chehou to the eleventh right update, and had to hide in the countryside in his name.

If he succeeds in killing good deeds, he will not be so depressed that he will be a commander in a small place and will be subject to all kinds of control.

It was too offensive for Chen Tang to ask him for advice on his experience.

Chen Tang: "..."

Luo San didn't bother with her about offense.

"Is Shen Jun going to break through?"

No, is this cultivation speed abnormally fast?

The others are more difficult to move forward in the later stage. She is different. The faster she goes, the faster she is, as if she is helping her. Is this reasonable?

Chen Tang waved his hand: "It's still early, I'll prepare for the future."
To be continued...