With this question in his heart, he walked to Qianjun on foot, trying to break into the interior and find out the whereabouts of the creator god.

"Little brother, are you Brother Qianjun? Can I sit with you? ”

Xiao Zhengtai in front of him, with a cute bun face, blinking cute big eyes, pink lips slightly open, looking at himself pleadingly.

Coupled with an authentic little milk voice, this is simply killing a large number of girls in seconds, and Juechen has also captured Qianjun's motherly heart who has always wanted to raise a bun to feed.

The big hand was unusually natural and stroked Juechen's head, and pinched his face in the other party's strange eyes.

Just when Juechen was about to suspect that the God of Creation was afraid that he had a leg with the dead in front of him......

The instructor in a white spirit robe stepped on the seven nebulae and floated into the class.

Looking at the row of mentors in front of her, Qianjun put down the hand that was still destroying the cute flowers before, and at the same time a picture appeared in her mind.

My crush is a god of the world, and one day he will choose a great sword in seconds......

stepped on the seven nebulae, came to pit me with a record of zero bar nine, and did not forget to educate me and my teammates~

"Quiet, this is an entrance assessment, this assessment is covered by everyone's side, this assessment is called love to copy or not, you can't copy if you want to, cough cough, the assessment begins~"

The tutor patted the wooden fish that suddenly appeared in his hand, and with a wave of his robe, the air shone with spiritual light......

Qianjun, who was still in the same place, found that she seemed to be the only one left in the class, and there was an extra desk and a test paper in front of her.

When she got the test paper, she looked at the big black characters on the white test paper.

Write a 100 ways to pretend to be forced and a story demonstration in two hours......

The more variety, the more exciting and unexpected the story, the higher the score, and the examination paper will be judged by the Elder Deacons according to this.

However, after a little thought, Qianjun had a flash of inspiration in her mind, and she wandered around in her pen......

I, Qianjun, are often ignored because I am too low-key, and I don't care at all, because I am a low-key person......

Low-key to quiet. Mi took the wine jug on Li Bai's side away, and now the wine jug has been used by me to change into a national uniform.

However, it may be that when the wine was changed, the wine in the jug fell into the grass because it was too heavy.

So there was such a small mistake in this national uniform, and it was more beautiful than the ordinary national uniform.

There will be my shadow in every bush in King's Canyon, because I am in a hurry to pull the weeds there, but in fact, this is only the appearance.

In fact, I was taking care of Xiao Luban on the other side until he grew a few centimeters taller, after all, some people only grew one centimeter in three years.

And no matter how many years he has, he doesn't grow a millimeter, so he needs more love to thrive.

And I'm also a very high-profile person, so high-profile that I'm the center of attention.

Everyone in the audience knew that I existed, and they loved and hated me.

I can hit five at the same time, but although every time I end up being chased and beaten by five people, I almost beat my little Luban's little short legs into toned long legs, probably because they hit the wrong place, so the long place came out so much of a mistake.

On the contrary, the legs are getting shorter and shorter, the head is getting bigger and bigger, and the people are getting more and more refined......

At the beginning of the game, Luban was selected in seconds, and there must be a friend's words: the second will be lost, and the reopening will be fast, Luban is too delicate to pick up stars......