Who traveled through time and was forced to inherit the position of young master?

Fang Zhixin rubbed her brows lightly, feeling quite confused. She was actually discussing with a time and space demon god who had become a spirit whether they were in opposition. This scene was really absurd.

"I have answered your question, now it is my turn to ask a question."

Fang Zhixin thought, no matter what the dangerous man in front of her was planning, what she needed to do remained the same, which was to collect as much useful information and resources as possible.

"How many of you space-time demons have turned into spirits... um, into humans?" she asked.

However, Ming just glanced at her and did not answer.

Fang Zhixin was not surprised by this.

"I can ask questions, but you don't have to answer them, right? That's really insincere," she mocked.

"Then let me change the question. What is your status in your tribe?"

"Core." Ming's answer was concise and clear, but it was enough to put Fang Zhixin's mind at ease temporarily, because as core members, the number of space-time demon gods transformed into humans should not be large.

Ming asked again: "I still have the same question, will you kill all the demon gods of time and space? Or is it possible for us to coexist peacefully?"

Fang Zhixin smacked his lips and said, "I say, big brother, if you keep saying this, you will be killed by us, as if we are cold-blooded killers.

Doesn't peace depend on whether you want peace? To be honest, if you are willing to become vegetarians, then we can indeed coexist peacefully.

After all, no one wants a war to happen. Once a war starts, it is difficult to end, and the people who suffer the most are always the innocent people. "

Especially the war with the Demon God of Time and Space. Just one of them has left the Blue Star in ruins. If a few more come, they will not be afraid, but what about the others?

They are not afraid of fighting, but they cannot actively start a war.

What's more, the relationship between eating and being eaten is like that of Little Red Riding Hood and the Big Bad Wolf. Although Little Red Riding Hood may be holding a Gatling gun in her hand, it would be too much to expect the two to become friends, even in a fairy tale.

"What if the Space-Time Demon God doesn't want to invade planets with living beings?" Ming asked back.

"what?!"

Fang Zhixin was obviously shocked. This guy could say anything when he opened his mouth.

"You don't want to? Who just told me that I would eat when I was hungry? It's not even a minute ago, and you're performing Sichuan Opera face-changing with me?"

Ming did not give a direct answer, but just looked at the gray tribe and asked a puzzling question.

"Have you ever seen a dead planet?"

Not expecting Fang Zhixin's answer, he spoke on his own: "A dead planet will be lifeless. That is the favorite color of the Space-Time Demon God."

"so what?"

Fang Zhixin felt that the person in front of him was simply incomprehensible, like a neurotic philosopher who only wanted to explore why the world existed day after day. This kind of topic... sounded like it was about to lead to immortality.

But Fang Zhixin had no interest in this at all. If she couldn't beat him, she would jump up and behead him, and keep talking.

Ming stood there, wondering if he could reveal more. Thinking of the pair of gilded eyes at the end of the long river of time, his eyes moved slightly.

Those eyes clearly belonged to the girl in front of him, but not the current her. That kind of powerful strength was something that the current Fang Zhixin did not possess.

Only those with talent can relate to the long river of time, but this person's long river of time is beyond his control and cannot be peeped into.

There are only two situations that could cause the current phenomenon. One is that she obtained the ability of time through a special method, perhaps by slaughtering the race of time and space demon gods. The other is that someone helped her.

There was no obvious hostility in the eyes he saw, and the tone was more like what was expected. If it was an enemy, when he spied on that information, those eyes should have attacked him instead of simply rebounding.

Does that mean that the person who helps her enter the river of time is most likely myself?

Ming looked up: "Can you be trusted?"

"Gah?"

After waiting for a long time, Fang Zhixin received a question without any context.

Her right eyebrow went up, she was frightened by this frank look which seemed like he was looking for a partner.

"Can you be trusted?"

Ming repeated it, indicating that everything was not an illusion.

Fang Zhixin suddenly came back to his senses, tightly grasped the knife in his hand and was ready to retreat at any time. The demon god of time and space has never been stupid, so he must be careful of language traps.

"I feel I am very trustworthy. There is no one in the world more trustworthy than me."

Ming's eyes moved slightly, and his deep eyes stared directly at Fang Zhixin. The invisible and intangible power pressed heavily on Fang Zhixin's soul, making her feel the despair of collapse almost instantly.

It's like facing the entire universe crushing you.

"Fang Zhixin, you should understand that I am not joking."

The earth cracked, and the invisible pressure turned into tangible damage, cruelly revealing the ruthless predator nature beneath the human appearance.

It was as if a god high in the sky cast his gaze down, overlooking the ant that had aroused his interest. It was more like a test, testing whether this interesting ant could walk with him.

"You know what, Ming, I don't like jokes, I never like..."

The girl tried to raise her neck, like a flag that would never fall. Suddenly, she sneered, "Even though this is your territory, you are much stronger than me, but if I want to leave, no one can stop me!"

She clenched her fists with a sneer, "Stop pretending and testing me from a superior position. I don't like it!"

In an instant, as the five fingers closed together, unspeakable anger descended like an invisible giant, fiercely crushing the opponent's aura.

The creaking air expanded and exploded, turning into flying fragments that reflected the cold faces of both sides and their unyielding gazes.

The shattered air was boiling, and a line of fire shuttled through the silence. The violent force, carrying the ultimate murderous intent, rushed straight towards Ming.

The attacking arrows burned with anger, and huge flames burst out from the corners, leaving a trail of white steam visible to the naked eye.

Before Ming turned around, a hand as big as a mountain pass grabbed the violent arrow and extinguished the dazzling flames.

It was a time and space demon god lurking here, waiting for orders.

"Your companions have arrived." Ming said.

"You have a lot of people." Fang Zhixin stared at the person in front of him.

The two's eyes collided, and the conflict of their ideas was irreconcilable.

Ming could not explain their current situation, because empathy was impossible to achieve, not to mention that they were in a hostile relationship.

Fang Zhixin was always wary of the person in front of him and did not dare to underestimate him at all.

Fang Shaoli, who was closest to the man and arrived in time, jumped down from a high place and looked at the mysterious man with a serious expression.