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Chapter 245 This bowl is 5000 years of divine power (plus)

Xuanyuan Qingshuang, who was lying on the cotton cloud, was in a panic, her god father had gone to sleep.

The god doesn't know the year when he sleeps, and when he wakes up, will the Kyushu mainland still look like she knows it?
If it is true that she accidentally fell into the Wanling Continent as Father Shenzun said, wouldn't the love and hatred experienced by Xuan Xuanzi be equivalent to an illusion?
If she wants to stay in the Fusang God Realm where time and space are stagnant, what is the Kyushu Continent where she has caused turmoil to her?
Thinking of everything she had experienced, and looking at this white and quiet place without any living beings, her heart felt empty.

She lay sprawled on the cotton cloud, and her eyes became very uncomfortable.

"Hey, didn't this seat not long after I left, and Fatty started crying?"

"I'm not called Fatty!"

She retorted subconsciously, her voice hoarse.

He Fangjin didn't continue to laugh at her, and slowly walked over with a bowl of crystal clear sweet soup in his hand.

With a flick of the sleeves, the white mist dissipated, and a cozy log cabin appeared in front of my eyes.

With another wave, the two entered the room.

He sat on the low stool, and Xuanyuan Qingshuang, who had turned into a milk dumpling and was still crying, collapsed on the soft little bed.

He blew, and then placed the bowl on the log table two feet high in front of him, hit by tree roots.

"I think that children should want to eat sweet soup.

"I will put the bowl here, do you want some kid to get up and taste it?"

Xuanyuan Qingshuang hummed softly with a nasal voice:

"I'm not really a child, I'm just getting smaller!"

He Fang raised his eyebrows:
"Really? How dare you ask Da Bai Guigeng?"

"My name is not Dabai!"

He Fang would like to turn a blind eye to Xuanyuan Qingshuang's milky and fierce appearance, and continued:

"According to my calculations, Fatty has lived... 720 years in total, even including the days raised in the sacred tree, it is only 700 years.

"And this seat is now more than 35 years old.

"You always think that you are very old and mature, don't you?

"Yes, in the original orc continent where the aura has not yet emerged, the 12-year-old has to bear the responsibility of reproduction.

"In the ordinary Yanhuang Continent where the aura is weak, it is already an adult.

"In the Wanling Continent, which is full of aura and golden immortals are everywhere, two hundred years old is still in its infancy.

"For a god, it takes at least 1 years to condense the primordial spirit, another 1 years to condense the body of the god, and 1 years to infancy.

"It's not just about age, it's about race.

"Although by accident, you have consciousness in advance and have experience in other worlds.

"But I understand you, in terms of a god, what are you who are only over 9000 years old?"

Feeling that his tone was a little heavy, He Fangjin coughed lightly twice, tapping his fingers on the table:

"Big Fatty, come here, you will tell your father while you eat."

Xuanyuan Qingshuang's ears were buzzing, and she was extremely depressed.

The old father was right. She is more than 9000 years old, and she can only say that people are not human and gods are not gods.

She was sitting on a small wooden stool, looking at the glistening sweet porridge in front of her, the corners of her mouth rolled down uncontrollably, and tears flowed from her eyes disobediently.

She didn't know why, anyway, after her body became smaller, her mind became very sensitive.

As soon as the little Naituan cried, He Fangjin suddenly became irritable.

He stretched out his thin white fingertips and pushed the bowl in front of the little milk ball.

Seeing the big drops of crystal falling into the bowl, he hesitated for a moment and then wiped the corners of her eyes with his fingertips.

"There's nothing to cry about, and it's actually my fault. If it wasn't for my negligence, you wouldn't have to..."

The man pinched his fingertips for comparison, and said with a sigh:
"When the nail cap was a little bigger, I went out and wandered.

"Don't cry, don't cry, crying makes old father upset!"

Xuanyuan Qingshuang laughed through tears, and in an instant, tears and snot came together, and she cried even harder.

She was going to die of anger, why didn't this body obey her commands?

"Dabai, didn't you say that you are not a child anymore, why are you still crying?"

"I, I, dear father! I can't control it! You have profound divine power and superb spells, please help me! My nose and tears are hanging, I feel so uncomfortable!"

He Fang cast a spell and threw it on Xuanyuan Qingshuang.

With a flash of divine light, my nose is no longer blocked, my eyes are no longer sore, my throat is no longer uncomfortable, everything is better!
Xuanyuan Qingshuang stretched out the chubby hand to hug the bowl, and happily ate the sweet soup brought by her old father.

He Fangjin sat aside, watching Xiaotuanzi eat seriously.

"Is it delicious?"

he asked, calmly, with imperceptible kindness.

After eating sweet porridge, my whole body feels warm and comfortable.

Xuanyuan Qingshuang nodded humbly:
"good to eat!"

He Fangjin narrowed his eyes, and the soft light from the window poured on his silver-white hair, making his whole person divine and noble.

The pure white robe fluttered slightly, a few strands of silver-white hair rose from the ground, and he folded his hands on his raised knees.

Looking at the little milk ball with crooked eyebrows and eyes smiling, she made a very faint arc.

"This bowl is 5000 years of divine power, enough to replenish your body."

Xuanyuan Qingshuang pulled her head out of the bowl, staring blankly at the man with a little tired look between his brows.

"Daddy, you..."

He Fang narrowed his eyes and shook his head:
"No problem."

He quietly looked at Nai Tuanzi who was full of concern, and sighed softly:

"Your worries will not come true. Don't worry, I won't keep you for so long. You have a mission before you were born.

"In Fusang God's Domain, a father alone is enough."

"Daddy?"

Xuanyuan Qingshuang let out a cry, her heart became very heavy.

Looking at the man, she always felt that he was not so free.

"Dad, do you want to go to other places to see?"

He Fangjin stretched out his hand and rubbed her head, curling the corners of his lips, but the smile didn't reach his eyes.

"I don't want to. Going out and wandering around is something that children like to do.

"Okay, 5000 years of divine power can't be digested, children grow fastest when they are sleeping!"

Xuanyuan Qingshuang's eyelids instantly became heavy, and the last sight was the melancholy eyes of a man.

　The heroine is following her old father to make up her body, haha(ω`) going to fight, how can she do without a good body

　　
　
(End of this chapter)