Quickly wear the clothes and become the father of Bai Yueguang who died early

Feng Ming, who was kicked away, heard what Jiang Cheng said.

Although he had no strength left, he still crawled back.

"Who is she?"

The red tasseled spear in Jiang Cheng's hand hummed again.

Chang Heng completely understood the annoyance and murderous intent in Jiang Cheng's eyes, and quickly pulled his friend to hide behind him.

"What are you going to do? Are you going to die?"

"You just killed his daughter. He's doing you a favor by not skinning you alive."

Feng Ming trembled immediately when he heard this: "No, I didn't kill her."

Jiang Cheng's eyes swept over Jin Yao who was peeking out from the corner.

The long spear created a gust of wind, which threw Jin Yao, who was hiding, out.

"Yes, of course you are not alone."

Seeing Jiang Cheng who was like a killing god, Jin Yao dodged desperately and lay on the ground using her hands and feet.

When he saw the hem of the clothes of the Celestial Clan’s Prince Xuan Yi, he desperately went over to grab it.

"Your Highness, save me."

Jin Yao looks 70% innocent and 30% weak.

Xuan Yi’s hand was just about to reach down.

Then Jiang Cheng said coldly: "I am still saving face for the Immortal World, but the prince wants a concubine, but he doesn't even want face anymore."

Xuan Yi didn't say anything, but those clowns got excited.

"How can you talk like that! So disrespectful!"

"The grass on the prince's head is big enough for a horse to run on, you are being magnanimous."

"Ah, I'm doing some back bending exercise!"

Xuan Yi's outstretched hand suddenly retracted.

I don’t know what horse racing grass is, but I know it’s not a good thing when I hear about it.

Seeing Jiang Cheng so unrepentant and even shameless.

They immediately hugged Tianjun's thighs and cried.

"Tianjun, look at how arrogant he is. How can he be worthy of being the God of War?"

"You disregard the rules of propriety and even more so the dignity of the immortal world."

"If we don't punish him this time, it will really bring shame to our fairy world."

Siming: Alas, they all come here to seek death.

Jiang Cheng looked at these people coldly, then took a step back with his spear in his arms.

"That's right. I have always been a free and undisciplined person. From today on, I will resign from the position of the God of War in the Immortal Realm. What do you think, Lord Tian?"

Canglan: My head explodes, thank you.

The immortal world has always had some complaints about Jiang Cheng, the God of War.

There was a great war between the immortals and demons, Jiang Cheng died, and some people were secretly rejoicing in their death.

But no one brought this matter to the surface.

Firstly, there are scandals in the fairy world about people abandoning their usefulness after their work has ended, and secondly, Jiangcheng’s title of God of War is not earned for nothing.

Even though Jiang Cheng is no longer a god of war, he is still an honorable supreme god. However, the fairyland may not be the fairyland without Jiang Cheng.

Canglan understood this very well.

He quickly put on a smile:

"No, no, no, God of War, you are talking nonsense. The fairy world still needs you to take charge."

After saying this, he shook off the people who were holding his thighs and shouted:

"Don't ever say that again!"

Several people were so frightened that they immediately fell silent, watching their eyes and noses, and no one dared to speak easily.

Feng Ming, who was dragged away by Chang Heng, crawled back again.

Looking at Jiang Cheng, he begged:

"You are her father, you must know how to save her, right? Please, I want to see her again."

"I'd give anything to see you again."

Jiang Cheng watched with great interest the outburst of his histrionic personality.

I squatted down to look him in the eye: "Anything is really fine?"

Feng Ming was stunned for a moment, then nodded.

Jiang Cheng's lips were filled with malice:

"How about you cut your soul into pieces and send your body to the eighteen levels of hell, where you will never be able to escape?"

Feng Ming's lips moved.

Chang Heng covered Feng Ming's mouth:

"You are crazy. You dare to agree to this? Even if you are Hades, your soul will be cut into pieces and your body will be no different from that of a mortal. He doesn't want you to see her at all. He is torturing you on purpose."

Feng Ming sobbed, "But, I really have no other choice."

He watched Jiang Tu's soul disappear, but as the King of Hell, he was powerless to do anything.

Jiang Cheng raised his spear: "It's okay, you can't move, I'll help you."

Unexpectedly, Jiang Cheng dared to take action in front of the Emperor of Heaven. The faces of the others changed drastically, and Chang Heng was too late to stop him.

The moment when the spear is about to pierce.

Siming came over at a trot:

"Wait wait, God of War, wait a minute, I know how to get the Goddess back."

Jiang Cheng stopped the spear in his hand and turned to look at Siming.

Siming felt a chill down his spine when he was stared at:

"Well, I am a humble little fairy, but I just found out that a trace of the goddess's soul has fallen into the human world."

"The little fairy can help the goddess' soul to be perfect."

Feng Ming, who was about to give up, crawled over again and grabbed Siming, his eyes red: "Are you telling the truth?"

Siming: "It's true, let go of my pants first, they're going to fall off."

Feng Ming, who was originally half dead, got a positive answer and finally stood up from the ground.

Holding Chang Heng's hand, he said excitedly: "Did you hear that? She's still alive."

Jiang Cheng: "I heard what you said. Does it prevent me from killing him?"

Sima Ming: "It's still a bit of a hindrance. I calculated that the calamity the goddess is facing this time is a love calamity. Hades has been entangled with the goddess for a lifetime, so naturally he can only complete the rest."

Siming secretly observed Jiang Cheng's reaction, and was slightly relieved when he found that he did not point the gun at him.

"Then I'll kill her, okay?"

Jiang Cheng pointed his spear backwards, aiming at Jin Yao who was trying to escape by moving her buttocks.

Siming immediately said, "Of course that won't work. The earthly entanglement must be resolved cleanly, and Concubine Jinyao must continue to cooperate with the love tribulation."

[Oh, so Sima Ming was sent by the plot to save his life. ]

"Okay, since they are going, then I should go too."

Siming retorted: "No, what kind of love tribulation are you going to calculate?"

Does this mean that you have made up your mind not to let him interfere?

Jiang Cheng stared at Si Ming with a smile, but Si Ming was too scared to look him in the eye.

"I really can't go down?"

"You have to understand that this concerns the life of the goddess after all."

I do know how to make him give up.

Feng Ming was naturally very happy to know that he could see Jiang Tu again.

Jin Yao was also very happy, at least she wouldn't have to die for the time being.

Even if she went to the human world, she just had to not drink Meng Po soup during her reincarnation and secretly preserve some of her immortal power.

By then, we mere mortals will be at her mercy.

In this way, Sima Ming received the order and began to write the script, and Feng Ming and Jin Yao also descended to the mortal world and were reincarnated one after another.

Another place...

The Daliang Cold Palace is overgrown with weeds.

A little kid was sticking his butt out on the ground looking for sweet grass to eat.

Mammy said that during famine years, the sweet grass growing in the fields was in great demand.

The princess was really hungry, so she pulled out some silk. Although she lost her princess manners, at least she was able to survive.

Xiao Jiangtu didn’t know what the princess’s manners were. She only knew that sweetgrass roots were sweet and that she would feel less hungry after eating them.

No one brought her food, and everyone seemed to have forgotten that there was such a princess in the cold palace.

At night, Xiao Jiangtu tossed and turned in the hard quilt, unable to sleep.

"Hey, it would be nice if I had a steamed bun to eat."

She touched her flat belly and fantasized like this.

Something fell on the quilt and made a sound.

With the moonlight shining through the shabby window, Xiao Jiangtu showed his head.

I made eye contact with a round steamed bun.

Jiang Tu was so moved that he grabbed the steamed bun and stuffed it into his mouth. It was so delicious!

"The gods heard my prayers and really sent me food!"

In the small space, Jiang Tu heard a sigh.

"Silly child, I am your father."