In the face of Li Zixin's strength, the gods finally knew that this god, who had always been friendly and weak, also had a temper, and it was still terrifying to start a fire. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

One sentence choked everyone out of power, and Li Zixin didn't say anything more, snorted coldly, flicked his sleeves and left!

Coming to the apse, the shadows were already waiting there. Along with the shadows, there is the dark night, which is sorting through some messy files.

Li Zixin glanced at the dark shadows present and said lightly: "Who is Xuan Ming?"

I saw a shadow minion standing in the corner come out with a faint smile on his face: "Subordinate Xuanming, meet the main god!" said that, the other shadows also knelt down and bowed together.

Yu Ye, who was sorting out the dossier, was stunned for a moment, raised his eyes to look at Xuan Ming and the others, a gleam flashed in his eyes, and then he lowered his head and continued to deal with the matter at hand.

Li Zixin waved his hand a little angrily: "Get up, let's talk, what have you found?"

Xuan Ming frowned and replied: "Lord God, the poisonous wolf did not die, he designed to kill the main god of Yuyang!

Li Zixin frowned and pondered, and snorted coldly: "No wonder there is dark energy left on the bodies of the dead, this is also the best way to frame the Shadow Clan!"

Xuan Ming sneered: "The pure one is self-purifying, how can he easily plant it." ”

Li Zixin nodded: "That's right, the fake can't be true after all!" Emperor Zun said that the eldest brother was killed by the black-robed man, it seems that he is preserving the last dignity of the eldest brother, and he is really well-intentioned!"

Xuan Ming nodded: "That's right, but Emperor Zun didn't say this just for this, right?" As he spoke, Xuan Ming looked into the distance, and it seemed that there was Emperor Xingyu's slightly blessed face with a wicked smile.

Li Zixin sighed: "Big brother, big brother!" Somehow, Li Zixin always had a feeling in his heart that Wen Jie was not dead! This was also the reason why he insisted on putting Wen Jie's divine body in the holy pool.

Sitting quietly drinking tea, a fly staggered and buzzed like drunk.

The corners of Xingyu Emperor's lips were slightly hooked, with a touch of bad arc. Raise your hand, snap. The stupid fly hit his palm directly, and then fell to the ground in a daze, belly up.

After kicking six calves for a long time, the fly barely rolled over and squatted there to catch his breath.

Time replay, just as Wen Jie's divine soul was all dissipated, a golden light hand suddenly appeared, gathering the fragments of the divine soul that had been dispersed into a remnant soul again, and throwing it directly into the body of a fly.

Ahem, among the little flies, there is now a remnant soul parasitic on Wen Jie, which is slowly recovering.

rubbed his dizzy head with his short forelimbs, and a strong dissatisfaction broke out instantly: "Daddy, who bullies the old ~" Before the word could be spoken, he saw the giant Xingyu Emperor coming over, and a huge eye was staring at the fly Wen Jie.

Wen Jie now uses the body of a fly, and the words he says are all urn-sounding, which sounds very funny and joyful.

Seeing that Master was coming, Wen Jie quickly shut up, shook his transparent and crystal wings, and smiled weakly: "Master, good morning!"

Emperor Xingyu glanced at Wen Jie: "It's evening, what's the matter, can't you tell the difference between east and west?"

Wen Jie shook his head, which was still a little dizzy, and smiled: "Master's mana is boundless, I was shocked by Master and I'm still dizzy!"

Emperor Xingyu was too lazy to Li Wenjie, returned to his seat, and then drank tea.

Wen Jie wanted to pout, uh, he couldn't do it, he had to forget it. Helplessly, he looked at his current ghost appearance, and sighed again. Master definitely did it on purpose, look, this is Chi Guoguo's revenge!

No matter what, I wanted to escape, to throw the burden to others, to the Master, and now, I have been retributed, and I have nothing to say.

Ahem, since there is nothing to say, let's just ink a few words! Thinking of this, Wen Jie flapped his wings and flew high again. Ahem, it's more than two meters above the ground, and it's also very high, and if you fall down, you will fall to death.

Buzzing and flying in front of the Xingyu Emperor, Wen Jie continued to speak angrily: "Master, you are too uninteresting, how can you turn me into this bird? Look, how can I see people? It also embarrass you!"

Emperor Xingyu snorted coldly: "Are you old man and my old man full of food, right? Your soul is so weak that it can't bear a larger body at all." Be content, it's good that my old man can find you a flying one in such a hurry!"

Wen Jie can imagine that if the master was happy and put his soul in the body of the worm, then he would only be able to crawl! In this way, the master is indeed not thin on himself.

Now is not the time to entangle his identity, Wen Jie buzzed around again: "Master, how is the God Realm now?"

Emperor Xingyu glanced at Wen Jie: "You kid still remember the God Realm, it's really rare!

As he spoke, Bai Wenjie glanced at him again, and said angrily: "Very good, Xiao Jiu's performance is even better than you expected, and he can be delivered to him!"

Wen Jie nodded: "That's good! Xuan Ming went back, right?"

Hearing Wen Jie mention Xuan Ming, Emperor Xingyu snapped and slapped Wen Jie out. Poor Wen Jie hit the wall directly, and then he fell to the ground, and his calves twitched constantly.

Emperor Xingyu pointed to Wen Jie on the ground, disgusted as if looking at a fly (cough cough, it's a fly): "You kid is embarrassed to ask, what kind of character is Xuan Ming, do you know him? Do you know him? Such a simple entrustment, you are not afraid that he will not have any scum left of you to eat?"

After kicking his legs for a long time, Wen Jie finally stopped being confused, turned over with great effort, smoothed his wings with his hind legs, and buzzed in front of Emperor Xingyu again: "Master, don't we use domestic violence, don't we? My small physique is not enough for you to shoot twice!"

Emperor Xingyu looked at Wen Jie with a disgusted expression: "Say, why do you reuse Xuan Ming?" like that, as if Wen Jie had done something very wrong.

Wen Jie immediately adjusted his tone and said very seriously: "It feels! It's like a kind of trust that comes from the heart to Master! It's like knowing him for a long time and knowing him very well! Now that I think about it, isn't it the same with Master?"

"Uh, that seems to make sense, do you trust your instincts like that?" said him, and Emperor Xingyu's expression became serious and heavy.

Wen Jie nodded his fly head very seriously, and as a result, he flew up and down in a circle, still speaking angrily: "That's right, sometimes, I trust intuition more!"

Emperor Xingyu smiled: "You kid! Even if you have a vision, Xuan Ming can indeed be trusted, but except for him, no one can easily believe it!

Wen Jie let out a long breath: "Master, don't worry, I know what to do! This time, I will face them head-on, and I will not run away again!" )