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"Master, I think Xiaoqian is the most beautiful woman I have ever seen!"

"She is a female ghost, not a woman." Yan Chixia corrected.

"Whether she is a woman or a ghost, she is the most beautiful!" Ning Caichen was stubborn.

Yan Chixia was quite fond of Ning Caichen and suggested:

"Ning Caichen, since you like the female ghost Xiaoqian, do you want me to help you..."

Yan Chixia's words were not finished yet.

The tree demon grandmother in his arms tugged at the front of his clothes.

"Grandma, what's wrong?"

"The fool next to you has no chance." The tree demon grandma said seriously.

"Why, just because they have different paths?" Yan Chixia was puzzled.

He took himself and the tree demon grandma as an example: "Look at each of us, a demon, and I'm a Taoist priest, can't we love each other?"

After the tree demon's grandmother died of serious injuries, Yan Chixia finally determined her feelings.

This made the tree demon grandma very happy, and in her heart, she was even more grateful for the female ghost Nie Xiaoqian.

She leaned gently in Yan Chixia's arms and said to her lover:

"Age is not a problem, clan is not a distance, the main thing is that Xiaoqian already has someone in her heart!"

At this time, Xiaoqian hadn't fully realized whether there was someone in her heart.

She just saw that the skirtmen were joking with the Great God Pangu and the Ruthless Empress.

This made her a little tasteful, a little envious, a little jealous, and a little sad.

At this time, Xiaoqian is like a lilac girl in the rain alley.

Holding an oil-paper umbrella, alone, wandering in the long, long and lonely rain lane.

A lilac-like girl with grief and resentment.

She has the same color as cloves, the same fragrance as cloves, and the same sadness as cloves.

Sad in the rain, sad and hesitant, she was hesitant in this lonely rainy lane...

"Maybe when I become strong enough, I can get closer to the Great God Pangu?"

Xiaoqian suddenly remembered that before, the Great God Pangu asked the Ruthless Empress to give her barbecue.

"I'm too weak now, but barbecue shouldn't be difficult for me!"

Xiaoqian floated down from Broken Liang Mountain, picked up the surrounding branches, and lit a bonfire.

She set up a simple barbecue rack, selected the monsters she had collected before, carefully handled it, and grilled it with heart.

As a little ghost, Xiaoqian is afraid of sunlight and fire.

However, Nie Xiaoqian, who was busy beside the bonfire, was extremely pale, but she was in a better mood than ever before.

Grandma was seriously injured and dying, but she was a thousand-year-old tree demon after all, and gradually got better as time went by.

At this time, he also came to Xiaoqian's side, and said softly:

"Qianqian, are you worried?"

Xiaoqian shook her head, then nodded again.

"Which God Pangu gave you the treasure bag?"

……

Pangu naturally did not know the mind of the beautiful female ghost.

He used his leg hair time and time again to blow up the evil god who devoured the world.

At that time, although every time, it exploded the evil god who devoured the world.

However, every time the way to blow up the evil god is different.

The law of power, contains many.

There is the power of the primordial spirit, the power of the flesh, the power of destruction, the power of creation, the power of time, the power of space... It is the power of comprehending all the powers that is the law of power!

Pangu used the power of the primordial spirit, the power of the flesh, the power of destruction, the power of creation, the power of time, the power of space... various power laws to destroy the evil gods respectively.

Every kind of power law can achieve the purpose of destroying the evil god.

However, there are still many differences.

"This evil god is still too weak."

"He exploded before he had time to test it out."

Pangu, at his fingertips, destroyed a miniature world he had created.

"There's still something missing."

Pangu felt that even the world he had created was becoming more and more like the real world.