Kuai Chuan: The cold Lord God always acts like a spoiled brat to me

Chapter 446 God's Domain: God Loves the World, Enforces Justice Fairly
Holy area.

Nine heavens.

"Ask me every day, is the Master God awake? Oh, I know, the Lord God must not have woken up. Well, I already know that you don't need to say anything."

The health pot finished a one-man show melancholy, one pot at a time.

"?"

Lianhua Shenjun smiled on the skin: "You continue?"

you know shit!
Qi Lou had nothing to worry about, so he ran to the Shenyu Book Pavilion, greeted the other elves, and went straight to the ninth floor.

The attic was locked, and he went in with ease, and saw that there were three ancient books with brush and ink on the sandalwood shelf for no reason, and nodded with satisfaction, quite a feeling that this is the world that I have brought down!

He clenched his fists: "The road is long and long, I will search up and down."

Then I asked Xianjun to check in advance the identity of the main god fragment of the next plane.

"...Oh hoo."

Pound medicine tea house.

When some pretty little teapots saw Qi Lou, they rushed over impatiently, chattering in line and asking him what the outside world was like.

The air is filled with a light tea fragrance, which blends well with the herbs in the room, and it smells very fresh and pleasant, giving the illusion of becoming a fairy.

The little teapots sat obediently in a row, looking at Qi Lou in front of them adoringly.

Qi Lou was already a successful salted fish, spread out on the table, gracefully raised his non-existent Erlang legs, and popularized the small world with them.

All the small teapots who are not deeply involved in the world are very supportive.

"Wow!"

"Wow!"

Qi Lou thought to himself, if only that little fox was here, when will he be able to awaken his memory.

Stinky fox.

Humph.

Husheng who has no quarrel is not happy at all.

In the past, there was a little fox named Qi'an, who belonged to the Qingqiu fox family - the one who was the least motivated.

Tens of thousands of years in God's Domain are but a snap of your fingers, if you really look into this matter carefully, it probably started a long, long time ago.

There are nine levels in the realm of the gods, and the supreme god exists at the beginning of the birth of the world's spiritual consciousness, and it is the existence that all living beings admire. They dare not have the slightest delusional thoughts, for fear of polluting the snowy color of the altar.

"One day I will transform into a human form, and I must serve in Jiuchongtian, and witness the true face of Lord God!"

"You can't even enter the eighth heaven, and you still want to see the main god? Quickly tap your fox head, is it water?"

"You just got into the water, and your whole family got into the water!"

"Where is the main god who can see it when he wants to? If it is true, the fairies in the entire God Realm will go crazy!"

"I heard that my great-grandfather has been to Jiuchongtian, but no matter how much I pester my great-grandfather, he won't tell me."

Little foxes like them are not qualified nor have the opportunity to meet the cold gods who are admired by thousands of people in the legend. It may be difficult for them to cross the distance of gods after tens of millions of years.

There are rumors that the god of the Nine Heavens controls the world, and when the clouds are calm and the wind is light, he is ruthless and desireless, with a cold heart and cold eyes.

He is the incarnation of the law and justice of all things, a delusion that dare not exist, and a belief in the supremacy of gods.

God loves the world and enforces the law impartially.

I have seen white clothes like snow, full of beauty.

"I don't know what the main god looks like, Xiao Qi, do you also want to see the main god? But you have to work hard with your three-legged cat-Xiao Qi, you are sleeping again!!"

To the north of Wuchongtian, there is a family of foxes in Qingqiu, with four legs and nine tails, snow-white fur, and soul-stirring body.

On Qingqiu Mountain today, the four seasons reincarnate, and the spring is full of vitality.

The sun was like a tone of wine, bright and hot, shrouded from high altitude, and fell on the tips of the tails of the young foxes, rendered into a light golden color.

They lie on the soft green grass of the peach grove and the petals of the peach blossoms, basking in the sun, chatting endlessly about the outside world.

(End of this chapter)