The black-haired youth muttered and jumped from the end of the upper magic path.

The power of the elf surrounded the God of Disaster, gently lifted him, moved between the layers of trees, and flew in the direction of another "goddess" in the city.

Compared to Cthugya's bad character, this "goddess" is definitely "obedient and well-behaved".

The pigeons had been released for several days, but Fanlou didn't even think of looking for him. Since he entered the new capital of the Mori Elite, he stayed in the arranged accommodation and did not walk around randomly.

However, this is the correct thinking of the longevity species.

Time is meaningless.

The black-haired youth landed in front of the luxurious hall composed of emerald vines.

This was originally the government affairs processing hall of Xinke Nierbalen. After the God of Suspicion descended, the girl obediently let it out and used it to house the Saillou.

The activation technique of the vines detected the existence of Rope, and in the blink of an eye, a path forward was opened up.

Rope walked in.

Crisp footsteps, the light turned from bright to dim, and then returned to bright after a few minutes.

"This is……?"

Rope looked at the scene in the hall in amazement.

Not the way it was last time.

To put it simply, it is the layering phenomenon of "one space is buried in another space".

The huge scroll that covers almost the entire sky does not exist, up and down, left and right, and all the chaotic spaces are filled with suspicious gods who have "questions" emerging over tens of millions of years.

Hello, do I have to answer all these questions?This has to be answered until the end of time, right?

The black-haired youth twitched the corners of his mouth, tapped his fingers, created a land out of nothing in the void, and walked to the center of the big library step by step.

The goddess girl on the ink bucket was sitting there blankly, looking up at the scroll in the sky.

Next to her was a burnt-out, orc female lying on the wooden table with drooping ears. She didn't know what she had been through, and she didn't even bother to swing her tail.

"ring?"

"Ah! I have seen Lord God of Disaster!"

Lady Fox immediately stood up and respectfully saluted Luo Pei.

The black-haired young man looked at the leader of the orc race strangely. The Witch Ring would not appear here at present. The integration of the orc race, the relocation of a new home, all need this beast-eared girl who jumped from hell to heaven. deal with.

"Is the matter on the clan's side finished?"

"No……"

The Witch Ring smiled bitterly.

"Master Fanlou called me here. I asked the elders to handle the "trivial matters" of the tribe temporarily. For the adults who have nightmares in the integration of force, it doesn't matter whether I am here or not..."

Her expression was not "it doesn't matter".

Thinking about it, I didn't dare to complain in front of the gods, so I insisted on talking about the scene.

Luo Pei didn't ask any more questions, he smiled and signaled the hard-working fox girl to sit down again, while he quietly walked behind the fascinated Fanlou and stretched out his sinful hands.

"'Tentatively' Rope. "

The girl didn't look back, she asked in her flat, unwavering voice.

"Is there something about my cheek that attracts you? Please explain your behavior as if you were going to tear my cheek."

"...Not cute, Fanlou."

Rope dropped his hands and shrugged.

"It's just a prank to express intimacy, pinching the cheek when the girl is not ready."

"Correction. This is the space I created, the moment you step in, I can sense your every move, so the argument of "unpreparedness" doesn't hold true. "

"That's why I said you're not cute."

Luo Pei sat down beside Fanlou, pulled her ink bucket and turned around, letting Fanlou face him.

The girl's silver eyes focused on the black-haired youth.

"So addicted, what are you thinking about again?" Rope asked.

Fanlou nodded.

"Yes. I'm thinking about a big question that I can't answer since a long time ago. Calling the "tentative" witch ring is also for the answer, but she can't give me the answer. "

Lady Fox bowed her head apologetically.

"I'm very sorry, your question is too difficult for me... I can't explain the meaning of the birth of a god species..."

The witch of the orc race, the shaman ring knows a lot of life philosophies.

But how dare she dare to be arrogant and use the experience passed down by these orcs to a god, it is simply disrespectful behavior.

The doubts of the God of Suspicion can only be answered by a peer existence.The Witch Ring thought so.

The same goes for the Saillou.

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