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The gate of the Temple of Slaughter opened, and teams of killing gods dressed in tight clothes rushed out of the temple and rushed towards the wind under the cover of night.

The killing magic is everywhere, and every move is a killing move.

The shouts and screams alarmed half of the God Realm. The soldiers of the Temple of Slaughter were divided into two groups and directly filled the Temple of Wind with the flags of killing!

The Temple of Killings destroyed every place it passed. This was undoubtedly a declaration of war against the God-King. In just ten days, most of the God Realm was destroyed!

The Slaughter Temple's dominance and tyranny once again became famous in the God Realm! Their style was exactly the same as those who had attacked the Holy Mountain many years ago!

On the holy mountain, all the gods gathered, each with unparalleled power!

"What do you think we are going to do by killing the Lord God Xingyun?" The God King sitting in the first seat had a handsome face and a weathered look in his eyes, but he had the charm to make people surrender to him. At this moment, he was furious!

"What else could it be? You are dissatisfied with the rule of the God King and intend to overthrow the God Realm! To become the master of the God Realm!" The Lord God of Rain who was sitting below spoke in a cold voice. Feng is her husband!

"I am willing to fight for the God King." Shui Ze, wearing the shell of Xihe, stood up and expressed his sincerity immediately! This is a good opportunity!

Ting'an glanced at his brother who was looking for trouble, and took action. Why was he so active? Wouldn't it be better to be honest with him protecting him?

The God King looked at Xihe who stood out with satisfaction. This was his good subordinate. When he looked at other people, his eyes were obviously sharp. It turned out that he was too kind!

"God of Language, go and negotiate with Xingyun. If he is willing to reconcile, it's fine to give it to her. If not, then let's fight!"

A big question mark appeared in the mind of the God of Language. No? Negotiation? Are you dissatisfied with the way his neck is hung?

"Yes." He gritted his teeth and held on. There was still a difference between dying early or late. At worst, he could just join the Temple of Slaughter!

Along the way, we passed by many temples occupied by the Temple of Slaughter, witnessed the rising and setting of the sun, and saw many sacred cities standing tall.

Arriving at the Temple of Slaughter, where the stars were falling and darkness was emanating an aura of boundless slaughter, he handed the visiting card at the door.

"Let him wait." The elder threw the letter away casually.

"Yes." The divine slave who delivered the message slowly retreated.

The main hall is filled with spring, which is not something that can be told to outsiders.

"Qingqing," these two words sound tender and affectionate.

Bai Ranyou pressed his face against Jiuli's cheek, lifted the silver hair by her ear with his fingertips, and whispered in her ear, rubbing her ears against his.

"Well, you can't do it anymore?" Jiuli looked provocative.

Jiuli raised her foot and kicked Bai Ranyou on the calf with her toes.

"How can a man say no? Don't beg for mercy." His eyes were deep, "I will satisfy you."

There is no record of time in the Temple of Slaughter, only the stars above the temple pass by, and each time is a day.

After falling three times in succession, Jiuli and Bai Ranyou finally came out of the room. Looking closely, Bai Ranyou's legs were shaking a little.

"Reconciliation? I can beat him with my own ability, why should I ask the God King to give in?" He sat on the main seat with his legs crossed, took a look and threw himself down the stairs.

The God of Languages ​​wiped the sweat off his face. He couldn't find a word to refute. How could someone who was tongue-tied be the God of Languages?

"Go away while I'm in a good mood." Jiuli gave the Great Elder a look, and the Great Elder nodded to show that he received it.

The situation here is extremely prosperous, but Shuize has been unlucky in the past two days. He was almost discovered to be an impostor, which has aroused Ting'an's suspicion, but there is no evidence.

Shuize simply emptied the Ocean Temple and returned to Daxia, informing Zhu Lancang of the situation in the God Realm. Zhu Lancang's face was filled with "Is this really true? Oh, if it's that person, it's not impossible, may the ancestors bless you!!!"

Is the crisis of Daxia resolved just like that? No, the bigger the fist, the more powerful it is. Those who surrender to Jiuli may not necessarily listen to them. Only when you are strong yourself can you be truly strong!

The Temple of Slaughter has added another general, the twenty-level Shuize!

Divide the world equally with the Holy Mountain and enter the recuperation mode.

"It's a pleasure to work with you." The Great Elder looked at the barren land in front of him, then touched the dangerous mecha and said with a smile.

"Please take care of me, Great Elder." Zhu Lancang pursed his lips slightly. He was very satisfied with the effect of this mecha!

"It's not like I'm taking care of you, but the food here is good. Please pack more for me. As for the rest, I don't need it." I really don't know what the Lord God likes about him! He even asked him to come here in person!

"We don't have much else in Daxia, but we have plenty of delicious food!" I thought he was going to say something, delicious food? That's fine!

Sending the Great Elder away, thinking of the pitiful God King guarding the Holy Mountain, can make Zhu Lancang laugh like a pig! With this development, maybe one day the God Realm will belong to Daxia!

In the 4050th year of the Great Xia calendar, the war ended, and the God Realm completely became a one-man show in the Temple of Slaughter, ushering in a new era, also known as the New Era. In the first year, as long as humans practice hard, they can generally live to 500 years old! Enter the path of mechanical practice!

In September of the new era, it was announced to the people of the world that a cooperation had been reached with the divine world. At the same time, the Dragon Guards disappeared and were rumored to have disbanded!

We have entered a relatively stable period of development, with all flowers blooming!

Walking in Baihua City built on the ruins of the Temple of Grass and Trees, Jiuli, wearing a wreath on her head, turned sideways and asked Bai Ranyou beside her.

"What is there to regret?" Bai Ranyou smiled, "I've devoted the first half of my life to the country, and the second half belongs to you."

"What's more, Daxia today does not need weapons with extremely high lethality." He knows better than anyone the greed and selfishness of human beings!

"Well, how about we just settle here?"

"I knew Qingqing would like it. I have a surprise prepared for you," Bai Ranyou took Jiuli and walked away.

In the City of Flowers, it is spring all year round with flowers everywhere.

Long Wei, Ting Ni and others gathered in Baihua City again. Each of them opened a small shop, while secretly paying attention to Daxia.

The Temple of Slaughter has become the embodiment of the rules of the divine world!

The small courtyard is built with bamboo and surrounded by flowers, which is extremely dreamy. There is a small tailor shop in the front yard that only makes red clothes.

"Your surprise for me?" Jiuli raised her eyebrows and looked at the red dress in front of her. The material was extremely high-quality, but the stitching was...

"Well, I made it myself, how about it?" Bai Ranyou looked proud and waved his hand in front of Jiuli arrogantly.

"Not bad." Jiuli praised against his conscience.

"I knew it was good," she said without feeling ashamed, but full of pride, "From now on, give me all your clothes!"

No? Jiuli's smile froze instantly. If you continue like this, will she still be able to see people? ? ?

When Bai Ranyou saw the red dress with awkward stitching on Jiuli at night, his face turned slightly red. It seems that he still has room for improvement!

"Qingqing looks good in anything she wears." Bai Ranyou praised, "But don't wear this one, I'll make you something better next time!"

"Then my clothes will be handed over to you from now on." Jiuli looked at Bai Ranyou with a smile, "I want the best-looking ones."

"Okay, I'll make the most beautiful one for Qingqing. But now Qingqing, it's time to go to bed." He picked her up and walked behind the screen.

In the years that followed, Bai Ranyou communicated with everyone in a unilateral and friendly manner, and improved his skills over and over again.

I really made clothes for her for the rest of her life.