"Actually, you don't have to think of those things as God's favor, you're just lucky!" Ye Fan said to the nine-colored goddess who was pulling her skirt beside her.

Maybe she was playing with her aqua blue dress and didn't pay attention, so she raised her little head and asked.

"Huh? What the. ”

"What I mean is that your luck is in exchange for your piety, and these are what you deserve, not the price you are determined to dedicate your life to the future in exchange for your time in the future!" Ye Fan said after seeing all the numerology about the Nine Colored Goddess.

Her insistence is just a wishful will.

"You're not God, how do you know God's thoughts!" The nine-colored goddess retorted, she didn't want to listen to the little handsome guy next to her.

This lie is told to some of the lower gods, and they may believe it.

But tell her.

She has served the heavens all her life, and she knows very well that the heavens cannot speak.

"Because God has sent me all the news and asked me to convey it to you." Ye Fan took the wine gourd from her soft and cold little hand, and after taking a sip from the sky, he said.

The drunken nine-colored goddess grinned, looked at Ye Fan's clear eyes, shook her white jade neck, and said to Ye Fan.

"Hee-hee...... Thank you for pleasing me, but differently, I have decided to dedicate my life to God, my faith! My piety! "The nine-colored goddess spit out a faint fragrance in her mouth, mixed with wine and natural jasmine.

"Why bother! The old man of the sword and the old man love you so much, you can choose one of the two! Ye Fan looked at the corner of the Seven Treasure Glazed Glass Sect and kept observing the Sword Douluo and the Ancient Head of the two people.

They were still worried that Ye Fan would be unfavorable to the Nine Colored Goddess.

So it's been watching.

"You won't understand, as the Nine Heavens Goddess, I'm listening to God's teachings every day." The Nine-Colored Goddess shook her head and said in refusal.

“。。。。” Ye Fan was speechless.

Where is there any God in the Nine Heavens to teach morality.

It's obviously the cold wind and the storm of the void.

The result became a beautiful morality in her mouth.

"You're a little drunk, I'll help you down to rest!" Ye Fan looked at the drunken nine-colored goddess whose eyes narrowed into a line, and spoke.

"No, I didn't! For the first time, I felt the breath of God, although it was on you, but the breath of the most intimate day in my life, I am very happy! I'm satisfied! The nine-colored goddess opened her eyes, holding the round, her eyes wandering, and she stretched out her little hand to touch Ye Fan's wine gourd.

But the wine gourd was grabbed by Ye Fan in his hand and did not let her continue to drink.

"You give me the flask, and I'll take a few more sips." The nine-colored goddess looked at the 'treasure' in Ye Fan's hand, her delicate red lips, and she spoke softly and drunkenly.

"You're drunk!" Ye Fan looked at the drunken state of the nine-colored goddess, her clothes did not cover her body, her aqua-blue long skirt revealed two white and slender jade legs, hung the wine gourd in her hand on her waist, and said to the nine-colored goddess.

"One thing, I've already seen two Ye Fan sitting next to me, hee-hee......" The nine-colored goddess shook her head and grinned.

"Sleep!" Ye Fan stood up.

Treating the Nine-Colored Goddess directly as a ball of soft flesh and carrying it on her shoulders, the Nine-Colored Goddess's black hair hung upside down on Ye Fan's shoulders like a waterfall.

Ye Fan brushed aside a strand of hair that blocked her eyes, stepped on the tiles with one foot, and flew towards her sect master's room like a Kunpeng with wings spread.

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A bad joke:

1. Mrs. Mary went to court for running a red light. The judge stared at her and asked, "Mrs. Mary?" Yes. You used to be a teacher at Westside Elementary School? Yes, how do you know? The judge smiled, I was your student. Mrs. Mary smiled too, and became relaxed. The judge went on to say, I have been waiting for this day for more than 20 years, and now I will punish you for copying a thousand times, "I made a mistake in running a red light, and I will never do it again." ”

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