Piaomiao seemed to be confirming something, and carefully checked Long's expression.

"Don't you believe what I said? Let me tell you, the truth is, you have become a husband and wife with him."

Piaomiao pushed hard, "Let me go! I don't believe it!"

"This is true. I can take you to see him."

Piaomiao appeared in front of Ze Qian, and the gods carefully retreated aside, grabbing the few low-level magic weapons left in their hands.

"Piaomiao, come home with me." Zeqian said carefully.

He had no idea why Piaomiao returned to him.

"Long said, we have married?"

"Yes. You are my wife now. Piaomiao and I go back to our home with me. I love you." Zeqian said.

Long watched Piaomiao walk into Zeqian's arms again and shake off his hand again. What time has this been? Piaomiao never likes his own. This time, Long did not have the pain of separation in the past.

He calmly watched Piaomiao rise into the air following Zeqian stepping on the white clouds.

Long heard a shout in the air, and then Piaomiao fell from above.

He jumped over and hugged Piaomiao, and his neck was pinched by Piaomiao. Piaomiao said gloomyly: "You dare to give me to Zeqian, you are dead!"

Zeqian covered his stomach, and blood dripped through the cracks of his fingers. His pale face showed that he did not believe in everything in front of him, but the pain reminded him that Piaomiao's cruelty towards him would no longer leave any affection for him.

"Piaomiao!" Zeqian shouted.

"To die!" Piaomiao's hand increased its strength again.

"Piaomiao, let's go back." Long looked at the gloomy Piaomiao with his eyes curled up, with a smile on his lips, and his hands tightly hugged Piaomiao.

Piaomiao snorted, then fell into Long's arms.

"God Zeqian, how did you force Piaomiao to marry you? She has no intention of spending your life with you, so your marriage will be given up." Long hugged Piaomiao tightly.

Piaomiao fainted, and the great gods regained their courage and rushed over, surrounding Long and Piaomiao in the middle, "Leave Piaomiao behind."

"Do you have that ability?" Long smiled contemptuously. These great gods were not his opponents.

"We take turns to fight. How long can your magic power last?" Emperor Tian came over.

"Try it." He raised his magic weapon, a black and golden jar.

This was made for him by Piaomiao and had no chance to use it. At this time, they will no longer be given any chance.

"Samadhi True Fire!" the Medicine God shouted.

The true fire of Samadhi can burn all, including these great gods.

Some of the great gods retreated, and the crowded great gods retreated a little.

"Samadhi True Fire! How can it be possessed by someone like you who peek at other people's wives? Justice is on our side. If you want to gain our respect, please abide by the rules of our great gods. After all, the greater the ability, the greater the responsibility. The protection of peace in this heaven is not only the efforts of the gods, but also the efforts of the great gods like you."

"Do you want my magic weapon or my ability?" Long hugged Piaomiao and looked at the medicine god.

"You just need to hand over this magic weapon to me and let me use it to develop holy medicines to contribute to the continuation of life."

"The true fire of Samadhi is the purest fire. It is born to protect the peace of the heaven, continue life, and become prosperous in our heaven. You cannot selfishly take it for your own use. The gods should have a broad mind and dedicate themselves to the peace of the heaven."

"You are a great god, so you will naturally have to work on our behalf."

...

The great gods think that they have a broad mind, and give Long a bright step, and give him a guarantee of his future, so that they will coax him and obey them.

"You are right! Let's leave for peace." Long hugged Piaomiao and took back the magic weapon, drilled into the lower realm, and waved his hand to open the magic barrier.

The Dharma barrier was made by Piaomiao himself. Without Piaomiao, he could not find the right way out and go out from it.

"Where did they go?" The Emperor of Heaven waved his fists and watched Long disappear suddenly under his eyelids.

The gods searched in place for a long time, but they never found a clue.

"God Zeqian, you went to that world in person. Can you find your way to there?"

The world of clay people is at their feet, and they have also entered the world of clay people. No matter what, they cannot find their misty whereabouts.

"I...I only know that the world is at my feet. I just felt the misty position, but for some reason, I couldn't do it."

"God Zeqian was injured and his magic power was weak, so he naturally could not sense her position. It would be better to go back to heaven first, rest well, and wait a few more days before she could still find out the sky?" said the Emperor of Heaven.

"You are back." Wu Qi came over.

"What's wrong with Piaomiao? How did you escape?" Wu Chen asked.

"Consul, do we need to organize people and prepare?" said the ugly baby.

"No need." Long said.

In front of him, he wanted to get along with Piaomiao alone. Even if these people were his clones, he didn't want these people to see Piaomiao in front of him.

"How is Piaomiao?" The ugly man opened his hand and stopped Long.

"This is not what you care about. Just do what you want to do." After Long finished speaking, he bypassed the ugly baby, "Let's rest in the room and don't disturb us."

"The gods blame us, what should we do? It's not just us here." Wu Qi shouted.

"The gods have committed sins, and we are unable to resolve them. Please consider the old people here."

"Who among you can really do this after fighting for so long is the war? Do you still understand that people are the foundation of the country after all the wars are fought? Think about it carefully. I don't think there is any difference between those gods and you emperors."

"us……"

"When they have the power to end, your life will never end."

Long said wow, and walked back to the room with Piaomiao in his arms.

After experiencing natural disasters and cholera, I think that human life is very weak. How terrible are the gods in the heavens? It is not possible for them to solve the problem of weak human powers.

"This war between countries cannot win through battles, and will not use people's hearts to achieve their goals. The wrath of the gods will bring about a catastrophe, and no one can escape it. Everyone here will be unable to have the ability to keep a low profile. There is no chance, let alone the ability. It is normal for him to send Piaomiao to exchange for peace." Wu Qi said what he said in his heart.

Wuchen grabbed the sword in his hand, and they could not calm the wrath of the gods.

What to do? All of them surrendered? They sent a weak woman to the front of the war and exchanged for their survival with her sacrifice?

The two countries fight to marry a woman and get peace or send a proton to gain their own trust; this is very common, and now they are going to send out Piaomiao.

"The gods have caused disasters. All of us have no ability to keep a low profile, no chance, and nothing to compete with. Sending Piaomiao alone in exchange for peace, and Piaomiao will be reborn again, thinking about it carefully will not lose to anyone." Wuchen said what he said in his heart.

Wu Chen looked at Wu Qi, Wu Qi looked at the ugly baby. Wu Chen thought for a long time, "She is here, I am. As for the disaster caused by the gods, I believe that if it were Li Mei, she would find a way to fight with the gods. I used to be the same as you thought. Now, they returned unscathed, and there must be something we don't know. The consul is right, and we are not useless compared to the gods. This is not what you care about. Everything in the future is not what we worry about, just do what we want to do."

"Piaomiao? Li Mei? Who are you?" Long asked carefully.

"Hmph." Piaomiao snorted, turned his head aside, not wanting to pay attention to him anymore.
Chapter completed!