"Good, good! Yunyuan, you're going to do the opposite, aren't you?! ”

After all, Su Rou still couldn't bear to get angry.

This Yun Yuan is a playmate who grew up with Mi Qian 50,000 years ago, and is a delicate and honest little girl.

Therefore, Su Rou helped her to the patriarch of the Xinghe Clan.

Unexpectedly, it was her clumsiness, or she saw the wrong person.

In the first 30,000 years, Yun Yuan has always been diligent and diligent, and once developed the Xinghe clan to the peak.

In the next 20,000 years, Su Rou had already vaguely noticed that Yun Yuan's personality was changing, but what she thought was that people would always change when they grew up, and she didn't care too much.

It's just that this time, Yun Yuan is really too much, and he has exceeded the bottom line that Shurou can tolerate.

From the moment she entered the door, Su Rou knew that Yun Yuan was deliberately imitating Mi shallow 10,000 years ago.

That's it, it's no wonder that she shouldn't deliberately insult Mi Qian and Emperor Ye.

"Oops...... Lord Shushen, this patriarch is the one you helped up, how can it be the opposite? ”

Yun Yuan smiled, looking unconcerned.

Now that she has broken through the world destruction realm, is she still afraid of a main god who only has a glimpse of the heavens?

It's a pity, it's a pity!

Yun Yuan didn't know that all that Shu Rouzhi had was to peep into the Heavenly Realm, just because her cultivation was so strong that even the Heavenly Dao couldn't withstand it.

Only by pressing the cultivation to the Heavenly Peering Realm can the power of the Gentle Soul not cause the Heavenly Dao Law to collapse.

Su Rou wanted to say something, but was pulled by Mi Qian.

"Mother Goddess, leave this matter to me!"

Mi said in a low voice.

"Okay. This matter is a matter of your clan, and the mother goddess should not interfere too much. Leave it to you, and the Mother Goddess can rest assured. ”

Yun Yuan's cultivation is not shallow, and Su Rou is not worried.

That's right!

Fifty thousand years ago, Mi Qian's cultivation was in the early stage of the Emperor God Realm, and fifty thousand years later, after falling into the demons, she awakened again, and her cultivation doubled, and she went straight to the World Destruction Realm.

Yunyuan is in the early stage of the World Destruction Realm, and Mi Qian is in the middle stage of the World Destruction Realm.

The difference between the first order is very different.

Yun Yuan is shallow and has no comparison at all.

"Yunyuan, you mean to say that this hall is not qualified to sit with you, right?"

Mi Qian hooked her lips and smiled, and the red lotus that had been hidden in her forehead reappeared, showing that she was bewitching and noble.

"Of course!"

Yun Yuan's chin was slightly raised, and he looked at Mi Qian without fear.

As soon as these words came out, it was obvious that the surrounding temperature had dropped by more than one degree--- which was a precursor to Emperor Ye's anger.

"Since it was the mother goddess who helped you to this position, then the main hall can pull you down!"

After speaking, a star scepter appeared in Mi Qian's hand.

The Star Scepter suddenly shot out a golden reddish light, turning into a silk of light, and tightly binding Yun Yuan.

"Nope! How is this possible, your cultivation is obviously not as high as mine! ”

Yun Yuan was disdainful at first, but then struggled for a while, and found that he was really trapped, and his face changed to disbelief.

"Oh, I forgot to tell you, the cultivation of this hall is in the middle of the world destroying realm."

For Yun Yuan, Mi Qian didn't mind continuing to hit her.

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Who is wandering beside Qianmo, who is waiting by the ancient road? A thousand years of looking back, a hundred years of loneliness. Who is lonely, who is lonely? The rubbing shoulders in the past life, the meeting in this life. Love flies in the wind, love frolicks in the rain. Once dripping delusional, once dripping confusion, waking up from a dream has been with the wind. At this moment: love is silent, love is silent. Tears wet my eyes and filled my heart.