Chance, how does An Qingge think it's a bad fate.

And the land continued: "All things are determined by nature. ”

An Qingge hehe, she is the god of the White Lotus, and she is in charge of all the White Lotus in the mortal world, how can she have a relationship with this man.

Thinking of himself like that just now, An Qingge's heart was angry.

The land set the time anyway, and directly gave Fu Yunchen a few slaps.

After a few slaps, An Qingge's heart suddenly felt better.

The land just wanted to say something when she saw her like this, but was glared at by An Qingge.

Well, the land swallows what it wants to say.

After An Qingge was angry, he sorted out his posture: "Land, if this seat usually wants to find you, then what should I do." ”

Although this land may be arranged by the dead old man of Puhua to his side to see how miserable he is in the mortal world, at least this one cannot be brought to the surface. So she can use that to try to be useful.

But the land shook his head: "Shangxian, there are really few things that Xiaoxian can help you, Xiaoxian is really a mana Weibo, and this is a big plan related to my Heavenly Clan, I really can't interfere with a small immortal like me." ”

This means not helping.

An Qingge chuckled a few times: "Although this seat is only an immortal, it is only one step away from the gods, or between you and me, who do you think will become a god one step ahead?" ”

Mortals often say that officials crush people to death at the level of officials, and so do immortals.

Respectively, the little immortal, the earth immortal, the heavenly immortal, the upper immortal, the heavenly god, the upper god, each level is difficult.

Sure enough, when the land heard this, he immediately changed his words: "But Xiaoxian can still help Shangxian within the scope of his ability." ”

An Qingge was very satisfied when he saw the land.

"If nothing happens, the fairy is gone." The land bent slightly.

An Qingge waved his hand lightly.

After the land was gone, the time of the room resumed its flow.

An Qingge looked at the person next to him, and thought of the two slaps just now and lay back.

But as soon as he lay down, Fu Yunchen opened his eyes.

Such a look made An Qingge's heart suddenly tighten.

Fu Yunchen didn't know why, he was sleeping well, why his face was so painful.

Turned his head sideways and looked at the woman next to him, could it be that this woman hit him?

But if she hit herself, why didn't he feel it for the first time.

Fu Yunchen put his hand on his forehead.

Someone who pretended to be asleep was slightly relieved to see that Fu Yunchen was not angry.

If she still has mana, then she will definitely pause time often and fight as much as she wants.

After all, it is not possible to use spells on mortals, and it is okay to directly hit mortals.

When she thought of this, An Qingge was very helpless, what did this Puhua Immortal Monarch want her to be able to dissipate?

Even if she is really angry, it is okay to give her a chance to justify, with a chance to justify, she really can't, she can also pull Si Ming down, after all, Si Ming's idea, it is estimated that he saw that Si Ming is the main god of Si Ming Palace, so he attacked himself.

An Qingge sighed deeply when he thought of this.

What can I do now, I can only take one step at a time, as mortals often say.

Fu Yunchen naturally heard the sighs of the people around her, she hasn't slept yet?

Could it really be that she hit herself, but why didn't she feel it when she hit her?

It's weird.