When the world is in chaos, there are constant fighting between the great gods.

The division of heaven and earth only lasted for a few days, and the fight continued.

The world gradually stabilized. After experiencing this huge crisis of disaster, the great gods restrained a lot.

Soon, they found another way to occupy territory, and do their own things in their territory, which is the best way to reduce fighting.

In order to occupy more spiritual power space, they no longer fight alone, but began to establish their own gangs, gradually recruit people to join the team, and gradually strengthen their own power.

The struggles between the scattered gods, between weak gangs, annexation gangs and other struggles began to emerge in the sky.

The tragedy of the battle has been reduced, and the injuries are still constant.

Piaomiao rushed out recklessly and kept looking for her father. In her heart, her father is the most powerful and unique. In the eyes of other gods, this is a body that provides spiritual power.

Things always like to get help from God when she is about to die, and she suddenly gets help from God, and she is ignorant. Her fame has increased greatly, and no great god dares to come forward to provoke. This sudden counterattack by such a great god is a manifestation of forbearance and wisdom, but is respected.

Long followed Piaomiao back to the sky and stayed in this peach garden.

Because the spiritual power in the peach garden is thin, it is more like the environment on the ground, and the peach blossoms are just blooming, which has not aroused the interest of all the great gods.

Piaomiao occasionally comes here to correct her injured body. When he is bored, she will add this sentence to the sentence she often says, "Do you know how messy it is outside? As long as you show your head a little, don't think about anything, because you are dead."

Don't think about anything about this sentence, because you are dead. This sentence greatly stimulates the nerves that have not been used for a long time.

"Why would I die?" Long was extremely angry.

He is not the same as before, nor is he the food lying on the chopping board waiting for the knife and axe to fall.

"Ah? I'm so confident. Why, you're the food." After Piaomiao said that, he poked Long's head with his finger. The power was so great that Long's head did not shake. On the contrary, Piaomiao's finger was poked and hurt. Even so, she would still bare at him, indicating that her teeth were very sharp. If she didn't accept it and dared to provoke her again, she would definitely eat him without hesitation.

Long and she no longer argued.

He held a strip of cloth and injected mana, making it pierce the petiole that was holding it in his hand.

As I started, a piece of tender bud fell down.

After the cloth strip rotates around the buds for a while, the cloth strip evacuated and the green powder melted into the clouds.

The hidden Piaomiao finally appeared. She first clapped her hands and reminded Long that she was here.

"I did a good job and could learn from it. But if you don't have any murderous aura, what will you use to suppress them when you fight against the strong?" She thought that fighting first depends on momentum.

Piaomiao was very angry at Long's disobedience. He has always existed as a food. Didn't he have any resentment towards those who like to bully the weak?

"..." Long pursed his lips and refused to say a word.

Empty flying up and grabbed Long's neck.

The long body is much taller and stronger than the euphoric.

He slowly lowered his body, watched Piaomiao's feet step on the clouds, and lowered his body, not wanting Piaomiao to catch it so hard.

"At this time, are you still thinking about others? Is it your turn to take care of others?" Piaomiao was even more angry, and the strength in his hands became much weaker.

"You are not someone else," Long explained.

"Okay, I'm not someone else. Then when I want to harm you, take your life. What should you do then?" Piaomiao pulled Long to his side angrily.

Long's face was very calm. He looked at her as if she was accepting her fate and closed her eyes, "Just take it away, as long as you like it."

"You are like this! If a bad guy threatens you with my life, he wants your life. What should you do then?" Piaomiao's voice became lower and lower, and she was very sad that he easily delivered his life.

Long secretly and quickly, he glanced at Piaomiao and gave a simple answer, "No chance."

The Piaomiao seemed to hear it, but she didn't. She stretched her ears and finally received a sigh from her.

She sighed softly, without saying anything.

Long felt a little aggrieved, Piaomiao didn't believe him, he couldn't, so he could only let her see him become stronger and learn to rely on him. At that time, she would definitely believe him.

Long looked at Piaomiao's hand, the hand that once held his hand tightly and taught him to wave his sword with one move, secretly assured the hand.

"Your ability is not good, but you can't even beat me. If you encounter a strong enemy, can they threaten you with my life?" Piaomiao seemed to understand his thoughts, and what he said was another fatal blow.

Long felt that he had to argue, and the verbal guarantees he made could not represent his sincerity. He did not respond and stared at his hands.

"Hmph. Look at me, little devil, the flowers and intestines you have are all illusory."

Long conquered Piaomiao's slightly joking expression, he knew that she was very worried about her.

"I will protect you." Long's answer was still so simple. He felt that it would be useless to say more, so he might as well think of ways to make her happy.

Piaomiao no longer insisted on forcing him to make a guarantee to her.

Long traveled through the sea of ​​flowers, and the falling petals were filled with their bodies, injected into magic power, stood in front of Piaomiao, and sprinkled them at will. A peach blossom made of petals bloomed in front of Piaomiao.

"There is always such a leisurely skill." Piaomiao complained again.

Long still saw the shock on her face, that's all, Long said to himself silently.

"Go and run around the garden for a hundred laps." Piaomiao waved his hand and the petals flew up. The time was set. He had to run for a hundred laps before the petals fell.

The test passed successfully, and a hint of relaxation appeared on Piaomiao's face. Long felt that what he had done was not good enough.

He practiced more diligently, but unfortunately his breath was still empty and he could only use his mana force with all his strength.

Long lay at the entrance of the tree hole and said to the tree hole: "I have been practicing for a long time. What should I do if I want to become stronger? I am not afraid of hardship."

The invisible Piaomiao said to Long: "If you want to be strong, you must reorganize your body. But your foundation is soft and your divine foundation is shallow. Reorganizing your body may cause you to die. This is a life of death."

"How to do it?" Long waited excitedly, looking at Piaomiao's brows, he wanted to reach out to smooth it out.

Piaomiao looked at Long and asked, "You are not afraid at all? You can't be resurrected after death."

"Not afraid," Long said.

Piaomiao shouted sternly: "What's wrong with you? If you have powerful and proficient martial arts, you will be a strong man in this heaven. Don't be like those greedy gods, who are still thinking about how to strengthen themselves until they die."

"Teaching me how to do it," Long said.

His eyes were sincere, pure and flawless, and were not affected at all in such an environment. He felt that he would reveal his sincerity, and even if he did not agree, he would soften and would not blame him.

"Every one of us God has our own trajectory since we were born. As for what experience we had and what we would become in the future, it was not up to us to decide." Piaomiao thought that Long no longer obsessed with this matter and became in a good mood.

"I." Long knew that Piaomiao had misunderstood his words, and when he saw Piaomiao with a bright smile, he couldn't bear to explain it anymore

One day, while Piaomiao was happy, he asked a question that had been hidden in his heart for a long time, "Why don't you eat me at this time?"

He felt it was necessary to distinguish between two vague differences.

Piaomiao rolled his eyes, but she did not answer his question. Even what she often said, she no longer spit out half of her child.

That time, he felt that he knew something, but he seemed to know nothing. He watched her leave, but he felt a little expectation in his heart.

The hidden Piaomiao appeared very shortly, and taught him a lot of skills.

He mastered it very quickly. When he watched him practice, Piaomiao, who was standing beside him, always looked proud, "Tsk tsk, my ability is the highest, you can learn five points in a short time. In this way, compared to you, I am not as good as you."

When the hidden misty is gone, he will practice over and over again; when he is tired, he will lie directly at the entrance of the tree hole and talk about his experience in the tree hole.

He thought of thinking about his words for a long time without any flaws, and then he was ready to wait until Piaomiao came back and talk to the hidden Piaomiao.

When Piaomiao came back, Long was harnessing his spiritual power and shuttled through the peach blossom branches.

His palm waved, bringing down falling petals, following him to form pink ropes.

"Long, you have very high abilities. God mainly calls some scattered gods to become his disciples. You go with me. At that time, we will take care of each other, which is better than waiting for death here?!" Piaomiao suggested.

The eyes of Piaomiao were full of tenderness, but he didn't like it very much. He even liked the eyes of Piaomiao, which occasionally showed contempt.
Chapter completed!