"God-sama, why do you think that?" Qiongren said.

"I'm short."

"It's small."

"And with a bad temper."

"That's caring for me."

"And they always hack you, aren't you really angry?" Jin Qian looked at Qiongren and said.

"This is hitting me, it hurts in your heart, this is your deep love for you, Lord God." Qiongren said hurriedly. The end of resistance is to be chopped into coke, so ah, let's coax.

"I'm really... Is it really as good as you say? Jin Qian lowered his head and whispered.

"Qiongren, you have to be calm, you have to be calm, she definitely doesn't have a good heart, maybe she has dug a pit somewhere waiting for you to jump."

"Of course, I'm a god-sama's servant, and I'll never leave the god-sama." Qiongren said.

"Sure enough... I came back because you were my minister. Woooooooooooo Jin Qian instantly cried bitterly.

"Gods, didn't I swear to my father that I would never leave you?" Qiongren said softly.

"Hmm. Slave, who wants you to be so close. Saying that, Jin Qian slapped Qiongren away. Then he turned around and sat down in the chair with an angry face, and looked at Qiongren with Erlang's legs crossed.

"Jin Qian, you're too—" Qiongren stood up angrily.

"Ale, what did you say? Slave, today I will teach you how to be a slave, do you know how worried God is when you leave without saying a word? You still dare to roar at this god. Jin Qian said angrily, and thunderbolts slashed towards Qiongren.

"Do you know how scared I was at the time? You ran away without saying a word. I'm so good to you, why do you still run, why. Woooooooo Jin Qian couldn't help but howl again.

"To me? The service of the gods, who will be called a slave, and who will be struck by lightning every day, this is what you say is good to me. I said, God-sama, do you have any misunderstanding of the word good? Qiongren complained in his heart.

He didn't say it. Although the yelling is very relieving, but it will definitely usher in a more tragic beating, and he really doesn't believe a word of what Jin Qian said. If, if one day he could, he absolutely, absolutely invited Jin Qian to taste the taste of being beaten, and it was not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for 10,000 years.

"The gods want to eat the cake." Jin Qian said willfully.

"I'll do it with the gods." Qiongren patted the dust off his body and walked towards the kitchen.

Soon Qiongren walked out with this cake.

"Hmm." Jin Qian took a small bite of the cake and looked satisfied.

"Don't you have anything to say?" Jin Qian glanced at Qiongren.

"I shouldn't have left without telling the gods." Qiongren said hurriedly.

"Not this."

"That's gone." Qiongren shook his head.

"Three billion." Jin Qian had already put down the cake and said through gritted teeth.

"Well, Lord God, I deliberately said it to Yinyue." Qiongren said hurriedly.

"Huh?"

"Gods, I've been reflecting on why we've failed since a few days ago. In the end, I found the problem, which is that we lack a foundation, and in many cases money is not everything. You have seen the events of this period of time, Lord God. Dome said.

"That's your business." Jin Qian twisted his head and said embarrassedly.

"No, it's a matter for the two of us." Qiongren stared at Jinqian. That gaze was like a torch.

"That's... That. That's if... It's a matter of the two of us. Slave, don't go too far. Jin Qian said arrogantly.

"We now have zero chance of winning the God of Food Pavilion. You don't know why you agree with me to declare war on the god of food. Qiongren said puzzled.

"Isn't that because ........?" Jin Qian's voice was like a mosquito, and the important part behind it, Qiongren didn't hear a word clearly.

"Because of what?"

"Because ....."

"What the hell is the reason for that?" Qiongren pressed again.

"Slave, you dare to ask this god now." Jin Qian said angrily.

"Hahaha, didn't I report to Lord God of God how we defeated the God of Food?" Qiongren said hurriedly.

"Do you really have a way to defeat the God of Food?" Jin Qian said happily.

"Of course, I'm destined to be the king of the gods. Hahahaha. Qiongren smirked.

"Is that a god, you have to kill it." Jin Qian said in a low voice.

"Hahaha, laughing, laughing, Lord God, I'm going to publish a newspaper." Qiongren said with a smile on his face.

"You give this god an honest stay in the Academy of Gods." Jin Qian said with a dark face.

"Ahh

"You idiot, who's going to pay for your newspaper." Jin Qian said angrily.

"Somebody will sell it. Just watch. Qiongren said unconvinced, he finally came up with such an idea. You're going to hit me.

"Citizens are illiterate, and nobles won't buy it, and you're simply losing money by doing this." Jin Qian said.

"Genius, always unfavorable, Lord God, do you dare to bet with me? We bet ten pieces of cake. Dome said.

"Slave, you're going to lose." Jin Qian got up and left.

"It's not certain who loses, when the time comes, I will definitely eat all the ten cakes in front of you, and I won't give you a bite. you off. Qiongren said viciously in his heart.

Time flies, and the Brotherhood becomes the most powerful force in the entire slum with the supply of Qiongren.

"Damn, where did that guy get so many supplies?"

"That's it, it's disgusting to see that this kid is loyal and honest, and he actually eats alone."

"Our brother can't live anymore, why is he so nourishing for his second cow."

"That's it, that's it, if you want me to say, we're going to rob him."

"Yes, I robbed him, robbed him." A group of people said excitedly.

"Okay, everyone, be quiet, be quiet, the purpose of calling everyone here today is to discuss things about Shou Erniu." Sitting on the main seat, an old man tapped the table a few times with the cane in his hand and said.

"Uncle Hong, what else are you talking about, we robbed him directly, the presidents of the major guilds are here, and I am afraid that he will have a little longevity." Said the president of the Sixth Action Council.

"That's it, what Xiao Er said is not wrong, we went directly to rob him. At that time, we will also have white buns to eat. "The Meat Eater will slap the table.

"That's right, I actually ate alone alone, which didn't take us into account at all." A group of people said with drooling and red eyes.

"Yes."

"Quiet, quiet, quiet." Uncle Hong knocked on the table a few times, but everyone still said their own thing.