The Gods Creating System

Emperor Wu Ying thought he heard wrong.

"Damn it! What are you talking about? "

In his heart, Li Zhi is a genius of both magic and cultivation.

Although his physical strength is generally very fast, the most important thing is that he has the ability to control Honglian Yihuo, so he is a mage.

However, such a mage turned down the invitation to be a judge. Instead, what competition did he take part in?

Emperor Wu Ying doesn't know what to say.

Does he want to win the championship? So that the spirit of fire can direct him?

Emperor Wu Ying thought for a long time that only this reason could let Li Zhi participate in the competition.

He rubbed his hands and said, "if you don't want me to tell my father, you can go directly to see the fire spirit witch."

Anyway, it's all his brother. Emperor Wuying doesn't think there's any trouble.

Li Zhi stares at Emperor Wu Ying like an idiot,

"What fire spirit witch, you want me to meet her? Are you crazy? "

Then he went outside.

Stay for a moment, Emperor Wu Ying stands stupidly, can't understand.

The exquisite and incomparable food is flowing into Li Zhi's stomach, but his heart is boiling. Compared with the competition, Li Zhi is curious.

What's more, it's a wizard competition. Li Zhi's mouth shows disdain at the thought of the ceremony that Emperor Wu Xiongfeng promised him. In these days, Li Zhi has a lot to do. The beautiful but smelly queen wants to make Li Zhi die hard.

The life of the emperor's family is also very good. In the morning, Li Zhi is lying on the big bed carved with jade, with velvet pillows, enjoying the foot massage provided by the gorgeous palace ladies. A woman in gorgeous palace clothes is soaking a towel in the clear water to wipe Li Zhi's body.

This is the massage of the second plane. Li Zhi sighs with satisfaction. Although Li Zhi has enjoyed a lot of services in any plane, he is average, mainly because he doesn't feel much, because in other worlds, even if a strong person presses on Li Zhi, it's no different from tickling.

But the physical quality of the second person is very strong, according to Li Zhi, Li Zhi can feel it.

In this atmosphere, he was disturbed by the sound of footwork. The door was pushed open, and then emperor Wuying rushed in,

"No, no, no!"

His face is pale, the sweat on his face can't stop flowing down. Li Zhi is stunned. Does the sky collapse?

How could the elegant Emperor Wu Eagle look like this?

Emperor Wu Ying eyes red, said: "Miluo is very painful, as if not!"

Li Zhi followed Emperor Wu Ying through the corridor and came to the bedroom. It was the appearance of Miluo lying on the ivory bed.

She clutched the corner of her clothes in pain, her face turned red, beside him were some old men who didn't dare to breathe. See Emperor Wu Ying come in, all kneel down to the ground.

Li Zhichong stepped forward and pressed his hand on Miluo's forehead.

When the divine consciousness entered Miluo's body, he found that Miluo's viscera were shaking rapidly, and his lungs were on fire.

After thinking about it for a while, Li Zhi came to the conclusion that Emperor Wu Ying was in the ninth plane when he was shaping his body.

The pressure of the ninth plane is different from that of the second plane. Although he had a good body at that time, the second plane was defective. If Miluo had not been the second plane, he would not have been able to survive all night.

Learning that it was his own negligence, Emperor Wuying regretted it.

Complaining about his carelessness, Miluo endured the pain and comforted him with a smile.

But Li Zhi stretched out his hand and put it on Miluo's forehead, and then a trace of energy from the source of the universe entered Miluo's body.

Miluo's body slowly recovered.