Glancing at the golden bubbles filled with blood, Zhao Zhao left the room, while the Xuannu was still waiting outside.

"Do you regret letting that little white snake come to life?" Seeing Zhao Zhao come out, Xuannu asked with a smile.

Zhao Zhao glanced at her angrily, snorted to express his dissatisfaction, and after walking a few steps, he turned into a ray of light and flew into the map of the mountains and rivers.

Seeing this, Xuannu chuckled and followed, fell into the picture, and continued to shoot .......

Qingqiu's signal was restored.

The reconnected mobile phone carried the owner's excitement and show-off, and walked the things that had just happened in Qingqiu to the Internet.

Quasi-Holy War.

The saint is airborne.

It's shocking.

But in comparison, netizens quickly put these behind, and they are more concerned about Xiaobai.

The Walker really let the characters in the story be born into the wilderness.

Fantastic.

And the most exciting of them is the East China Sea Dragon Clan, because some things that have been passed down orally have now been exemplified.

Ao Bing, can come back.

This made the Dragon King of the East China Sea even more severe, requiring the water tribe to go to the Tianren Studio to watch the spirit shadow, increasing the fan base, and the four seas became more and more noisy.

Taiyin Star.

Fu Xi felt something, and slowly smiled: "My Fu Xi divine blood, that little girl has already used it."

The old fairy of the moon had a cold face, and said: "When did you become so humble in this palace and brother, and you still have to be so low-voiced to sell blood to help people shape their bodies, damn it."

Bang.

The jade table shattered again.

Fu Xi raised his hand and waved, and the jade table returned to its original state: "Actually, I'm more curious, what does Dao Ancestor think?"

The changes in humanity in a short period of time have exceeded the past tens of thousands of years, hundreds of thousands of years, and this is all brought about by Zhao Zhao.

Looking at what he did, sometimes I really doubt that this is still not a play, a play played by the Demon Ancestor and the Dao Ancestor.

From the very beginning, that Zhao Zhao was the person of the Dao Ancestor, alas"!

The old fairy turned her head to look at Fu Xi suddenly, and was stunned by his conjecture, she had never thought of Fu Xi's conjecture.

Is it possible?

She didn't know either.

……

Zixiao Palace.

Hongjun Daozu, who had no breath, slowly opened his eyes, a trace of humanity appeared in the indifference in his eyes, his pupils moved, his eyes swept over Fuxi on the Taiyin Star, and then slowly closed, and an inexplicable smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

……

At this time, Fairy Chang'e flew in from outside the Taiyin Star.

"Niangniang, the Tianren Studio has been arranged, and the time is almost up, today is the finale of Sword and Fairy Three, three episodes are broadcast in a row, but you can't miss it."

"Yikes".

"Bastard Zhao Zhao, I'm so angry that I forgot all about business, today is the finale, let's go, let's go."

The old fairy exclaimed, scolded Zhao Zhao, and then turned his head to look at Fu Xi and said, "Brother, do you want to go together?"

The corners of Fu Xi's mouth twitched, and he shook his head and refused.

There was a bitterness in my heart, it turned out that my request was just a trivial matter to deal with in my spare time, and it was not as important as chasing dramas, sister, you .......

Looking at Fu Xi's sullen face, the old fairy of the moon giggled and ignored her, and pulled Fairy Chang'e away.

Glancing around the Taiyin Star, Fu Xi sighed and went home.

In the Celestial Shadow Building.

Everything.

The main creators were also present, not because they wanted to come, but because they had to come.

Lin Qing'er, the heir of Nuwa, lowered her head, not daring to look at Lu Dongxuan, who was at the same table, Long Kui sat there with a nervous expression, her face was pale, and Li Yingqiong and Lu Jian were frowning, very headache.

Several main creators, none of them are happy.

A divine light flew in, landed in the entrance, and turned into the old fairy of the moon and the fairy Chang'e, and everyone stood up to greet them.

On the screen, the screen is called up, waiting for an update.

"Niangniang, it's the finale today, how do you think it will develop?" Fairy Chang'e asked with a smile.

The old fairy smiled and said: "Needless to say, of course it is a happy ending, Qing'er is worried about me, so I will come back, hehe."

"Well, that makes sense," Fairy Chang'e said with a smile.

At the main creator's table, several people present changed their faces and wanted to get up and flash, but no one dared to move.

Bullshit reunion solved.

The end of the group is right.

Feeling the kind gaze cast by the fairy goddess, Lu Jian and the others only felt that it was so dangerous.

When the good is torn apart, the hatred that bursts out at the moment when the person who longs for the good falls into despair is enough to burn everything!

"Ah, it's on, Peony Fairy, hurry up and play," Fairy Chang'e commanded.

The peony fairy, who controlled the screen, nodded, and controlled the screen to open thirty-five episodes, and the situation of laughing did not last.

The plot directly gave everyone a blow to the head.

"Woo, Maomao, don't cut the meat, Maomao, woo".

"Maomao, how can you be so kind".

"Woo woo".

In the theater, crying into a piece, at first it was just the image of a stupid fat man, but with the development of the gathering to the end, it has completely entered the hearts of the gods and immortals.

Beautiful things are always desirable, and Mao Mao is undoubtedly that beautiful thing.

"Alas, poor Maomao, he should have stayed in that mysterious space at that time, and it wouldn't have been like this."

"Who's to say it isn't".

"This Luo Rulie, he can't die well, this kind of person should go to the Infernal Hell, and he will not be able to live forever."

"Uh-huh, uh-huh, but the god is so ruthless, so kind Mao Mao has to write so badly."

"Don't be in a hurry, let's look back, Maomao will be fine, just like Qing'er."

"Uh-huh".

Lu Jian and several people looked at each other, and a drop of sweat slipped from their sideburns.

I'm sorry.

You're going to be disappointed.

The Divine Monarch of Radio and Television is an out-and-out ruthless person.

"Brother Lu Press, I have some urgency," Lu Dongxuan said with an ugly expression.

Lu Quan's hand holding the teacup shook, raised his head and said, "Hey, Dong Xuan, are you too, I really want to urinate with this reminder."

"I, I, I want to go too," Zhou Qingyun raised his hand.

Lin Qing'er looked up at everyone in shock, do the gods also want to pee?

"Hehe, then go together, go together".

"Well, go together, go together".

The two of them got up with a smile, which instantly attracted the attention of everyone present, and the fairy goddesses looked puzzled and shocked, and even their sadness was diluted.

Fairy Chang'e had a gloomy face and scolded: "What nonsense, sit down and watch the drama for me, what kind of nerves."

Lu Jian smiled brightly and sat back.

Seeing this, Lu Dongxuan immediately sat down.

The old fairy looked at the main creator thoughtfully, and wondered a little in his heart, these people have a lot of small actions, what's the situation?

"Maomao".

With an exclamation, he pulled the old fairy Yue's gaze over, but what he saw was a heart-wrenching scene, Mao Mao died.

Oh, yes.

How can you not die?

Cutting meat for food, where can it grow fast, the outcome is already doomed.

"Alas, such a soul should be canonized as a god"!