"Hey, you have to help me with anything you say about this. I have already agreed to the Master Medicine God and the others. Look..." The female voice said to Huang who was lying beside her, almost begging.

Huang covered his face with his hands and lay on the bed. A sense of shame was always hanging in front of him, making him afraid to go out or speak loudly, like a mouse in a gutter, turning his head, using his ears, eyes, and smell to find out the news.

Those self-righteous and arrogant gods, in front of the two, were like a child playing with a hydrangea, and they said they would kick wherever they could, and how could they come forward?

"The Master of Medicine said, only you can come forward. Other masters were kicked into the sky by them, but you were not treated like this by them." The voice of the female voice could not wait for Huang's reply and quickly added.

"The master of medicine? A cunning old man, when he wants to use me, he will say something nice to you. When we don't use me, I have to look at his face when we meet." Huang touched the hair of the voice, and took back his hand as if he was stinging, and continued to say to the voice: "I said that I can't care about such things, and you'd better not interfere. Do you have the best way?"

"It's not possible to be open, but it's okay to be dark? They won't be together all the time, there will always be time to separate, right?" The female voice seemed to respond in a low voice, and said to herself.

Huang did not continue her words and continued, turning over and pressing on the Nuyin's body, supporting her upper body with her left hand and slashing her right hand on the Nuyin's face.

"Why, I didn't feel anything so soon?" Huang looked at the face of the voice and asked. He saw Li again in a trance. It turned out that before he knew it, Li had already firmly stood in his heart, unable to vomit, unable to forget, and unable to let go.

The female voice found him. She carefully put on makeup at that time, making him think that Li did not leave him. That strand of black hair was just a way to cover Li's eyes.

It was not until he hugged the female voice that he realized the embarrassment of deceiving himself.

"That's not. The key is that the insult I received from Long is too deep. The witch around me seemed to understand everything! Besides, Long and I couldn't have any result. He used a broken leaf to turn into my appearance and hanged with the broken leaf all day long. What's wrong with this? No matter how bad I can't do it, I'm still the god in heaven, and I can't let him bully him like this." Nu Yin said hatefully.

Huang patted the girl's face and thought to himself that this is right, what's the point?

"Forget it, you can't do anything to him," Huang said thoughtfully.

"In addition to the great master of medicine, has anyone else mentioned this to you?" the voice of the female question asked again.

"No. Tsk tsk, alas, but this matter is probably not as simple as you thought! You saw it at that time. What a big gap that is, it is impossible to get close to you." Huang said depressedly.

Long Luo was in front of the moon gate, and the owner of this house only liked to use a few yellow colors.

The owner of this house is the great god of Taiyin.

The great god of Taiyin likes to drink, and he makes some wine when he is idle on weekdays.

The great god of Taiyin always comes uninvited and directly grabs the wine jar and drinks it a few times before licking his face and asking Long, "Can I taste the wine you brew?"

Long didn't hate him. Although he looked shrouded in a yellow halo, he seemed even more melancholy and lonely. It seemed that after the support was removed, he would leave with the clouds and mist dissipated and would never appear in this world again.

Long had few companions. Although he didn't understand how a young and suave Taiyin master had such a face, he wanted to keep him and gave him all his wine without hesitation. The two great masters exchanged cups. When they were drunk, they became sworn brothers and since then they were called brothers.

When the great god of Taiyin came to drink, he left him drunk. Before leaving, he wanted to use the alcohol to tell him that he was not enough. He was already drunk, and with a trace of his still rationality, he realized that the wine could not be given to him. The great god's belly was a bottomless pit, and no matter how he was filled, he couldn't get enough. He simply shouted to him: "Get out! I don't have any wine here!"

The great god of Taiyin did not leave as he expected. Instead, he ran over and hit his hand on his shoulder, saying, "You should brew more wine."

Or the desire of the great god of Taiyin. While he was lost and trance, he also felt real inferiority and sadness.

At this time, Long appeared here, which added to Long's inner boredom.

When I opened the door, there was no such creature in the yard.

The great god of Taiyin likes to use clay man buildings to build such a small courtyard, which is lonely on the huge moon, making him even more lonely.

Although there are sometimes a few pedestrians on the streets of the clay world, they all come and go in a hurry, but after all, they have the breath of living things. There is no here.

The most common, small clay man with short life to a moment has completely changed the living habits of the great gods and the souls of the great gods in heaven. This is like a baseless disaster, which easily proves the fragility of the great gods and the indifference between Gods. If those other species that have been deprived of the freedom of survival by the great gods in heaven still exist, they will definitely gloat about the suffering created by the great gods in heaven. Before this, Long had never heard of the animals "clay man", nor had he seen the free sexual behavior of men and women, nor had he chewed or swallowed them.

The bitter fruit under the impulse of the impulse. Nowadays, the "clay man" is more like their teachers, teaching them how to live and achieve themselves. Their various lifestyles have become the imitation of the great gods in heaven. Unfortunately, this is not the great gods themselves who want to build a solid fortress for themselves in order to survive. Even the mud man will declare war with the mud man, because during the fight, they will constantly swallow the bitter fruits created by the mud man. Even when they become weaker, they will also have no ability to defend themselves in front of them, and they have no right to wail and beg for mercy.

Long agreed and opposed the world of the clay man. He was not far away or close to the world of the clay man, and never thought about turning the life of the clay man into a pattern of his own life.

The great god of Taiyin copied it completely. Fortunately, he liked to live alone, so he would not feel the conspiracy and fighting in the clay man world when he came here.

According to his usual habits, Long closed the door, stepped on the white sandy and gravel road, walked all the way, walked to the moon gate, and pushed it away gently again.

Through the osmanthus tree facing the center of the yard, you will arrive at the room of the great god of Taiyin.

The room was always covered with a layer of yellow light. The light was not strong, but it allowed him to see everything around him clearly.

The ground is made of wooden boards, and the room is divided into two front and back rooms, and the latter room is the bedroom of the Great God of Taiyin.

Long walked in silently.

He would have pounced on him with his teeth and claws, but although he didn't touch a strand of his clothes, he shouted excitedly, "Wine! Wine!"

Longhui took out the wine jar, and the two sat under the osmanthus tree and exchanged cups.

Today is different. The great god of Taiyin knelt on his bed, his head drooping slightly, his upper body drooping weakly, he could not hear his breathing, his heartbeat, or his anger.

Lona was not sure what happened to the great god of Taiyin today. She approached carefully and placed her hand on his wrist, which was a slight beating here.

Although the face of the great god Taiyin was a little pale, there were no scars and blood on his body.

The room was still so clean and flawless.

Long sat carefully next to the Taiyin God and waited quietly.

Long remembers that in the world of clay people, there was clay people saying that he deprived the remaining lives of the prisoners who were locked in cages and about to be slaughtered, and handed over these lives to clay people who hoped to extend their lifespan. Long saw in their eyes that they were filled with hatred and terrifying murderous aura to the prisoners waiting to be slaughtered! In this way, all the lives of those countless pigs, sheep, cattle, horses, chickens, ducks, geese, etc. that were slaughtered by their clay people every day were transferred to these clay people? He had never seen them, which clay people would have a lifespan of more than thirty years. The desire for immortality of these clay people reached its peak. However, these clay people never thought about it, and even did not put down the knife in their hands, change their evil habits and greedy thoughts. Even if they obtained more lives, they would die under the knife of others. What's the point?

Long looked at the great god of Taiyin. At this time, the great god of Taiyin was struggling to death like a clay man who was about to die, but there was no way.
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