The real daughter, Xiaotaotie, became popular in the entertainment industry

Chapter 1859 She looks like her when she smiles!

Little Taotie tilted his head, his big eyes were full of bewilderment, and he said in a childish voice, "Grandpa?"

Just as the Emperor of Heaven was about to respond, he heard a gloomy voice from behind: "Do I want to call you Dad?"

Rumble!
There is thunder sounding behind him!

The Emperor of Heaven dodged to dodge, but the corner of his robe was still scorched by the thunder and lightning, and it was glowing with thunder.

"Didn't you go away!" The Emperor of Heaven screamed strangely: "You actually engaged in a sneak attack!"

The emperor clasped his palm, and the lightning in his palm disappeared.

He squinted at the Emperor of Heaven, and his voice was displeased: "She calls you grandpa, do you dare to answer?"

The Emperor of Heaven stiffened his neck: "Zai Zai is screaming, of course I want to—" The voice stopped abruptly.

He saw Dijun spread out his palm, and a thunderball glowed purple and crackled.

"Huh?" Dijun despised him.

Emperor of Heaven: "...cough cough, if you don't call me grandpa, you won't call me grandpa, but you can't call me brother anymore, so I'm short of you for nothing!"

"Follow you." Dijun shrugged indifferently.

The Emperor of Heaven murmured: "Knowing that you have an illegitimate daughter, the reincarnation of Qingqiu Xiaodiji would like you? After all, bring a bottle of oil—stop it, I won't say anything, don't—"

It was too late, the thunder ball had already smashed past!
"Puff puff——" the emperor opened his mouth, and several smoke rings came out, and he was blown into an exploding head, and his face was blackened.

"Don't think you're smart." Dijun whispered, "It's also hers..."

"What!" The Heavenly Emperor pricked up his ears, afraid of missing this big gossip.

The emperor looked at him coldly: "Those who don't know think you are a melon seed seller on the street, and you don't have any self-awareness as the emperor of heaven."

The Emperor of Heaven said badly: "I'd rather be a salesman selling melon seeds and walk around the streets, it's better than being trapped by this responsibility and being unable to go anywhere!"

Dijun was silent for a moment: "Give birth to one."

The Emperor of Heaven spread his hands: "I don't have a partner, and I can't give birth by myself." Suddenly, the Emperor's eyes lit up: "Quickly, teach me, how did you give birth—"

A thunder ball hits again!

The Emperor of Heaven ran away as fast as he could: "It's okay if I don't ask, it's really violent!"

The Heavenly Emperor ran away, and the Emperor stood by the Yaochi, looking at the little girl reflected in the Yaochi with gentle and loving eyes.

"I've grown a lot taller and rounder than before, and when I smile...it looks like her."

The emperor recalled the death of the little white beast...

The God of War was on the verge of collapse, if it hadn't been for the soul of Baibai little beast Yixing, he might have already gone with her.

God of War protects that star's soul to linger on, it is not a soul, nor is it a soul, it is very weak, almost non-existent, like a bit of starlight being blocked by dark clouds, hazy.

That was the worst time Dijun had ever seen the God of War. He had fought against the God of War for many years. He had been seriously injured and was on the verge of death, but he had never seen him like that. He lived as if he was dead.

As an emperor, he shouldn't interfere in this matter, but he still intervened, and how many things will change after intervening, he can't care about it.

There is no container to store such a weak one-star soul, only to recreate the body, but the created body cannot repair the soul by itself, and look for other lost souls. Only the bones and flesh of the emperor can refine the powerful A "container" that transcends the six realms and can collect souls, that is, a bone of a god, a body of the blood of a generation of gods.

At that time, he kept a little selfishness and added her flesh and blood to his flesh and blood.

After all, this child is their child, their blood.

"Grandpa? Grandpa Barrier?" Little Taotie called softly.

Dijun frowned slightly, and waved his hand.

Subtitle: Call Daddy!

(End of this chapter)