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Chapter One Hundred and Twenty-Three Young Girl Creation God: If you look at it again, I will push y

"As the Creation God, shouldn't it be a bit majestic?" Luo Qianhuan easily caught the book thrown by the young girl. The hardcover version was super thick. Don't doubt that it would hit Luo Qianhuan's head now, and it would definitely be bloody.

Now Luo Qianhuan's body is not much different from that of an ordinary child.

"No, please look..." The young girl shouted in panic at Luo Qianhuan with her cheeks blushed, covering her chest with her chest.

This guy is really the supreme god who created a world? I can't believe it at all. This young girl gave Luo Qianhuan the feeling like a young girl... He has no scheming. As a god, she should have lived for thousands of years, or even tens of thousands, right? But the person in front of her?

Luo Qianhuan stared at the young girl with strange eyes, covering her body with no information, and was ashamed to tremble. She sighed, grabbed the linen that had been pulled from the chair, and threw it on the young girl again.

"I have no interest in the body of a child." Luo Qianhuan explained his point of view. He is not the kind of loli-controlled gentleman, and it is impossible to be excited when he sees the body of a young girl.

"You are not a child yet!" The young girl grabbed the linen that Luo Qianhuan threw over and draped it on her body, and said unwillingly, "And she is a pervert with a woman's clothing fetish."

Er... A red intersection appeared on Luo Qianhuan's forehead, and she felt an inexplicable anger. I don't know why...

Be patient, the person in front of Qian Huansang is just a young girl, just a young girl...

"What do you want to do?" The young girl took a step back. Because although Luo Qianhuan's face now had a smile on her face, it was very, very gloomy.

Luo Qianhuan walked to the young girl, raised her hand and hit her head with a knife.

"Um." The young girl screamed in pain, covered her head and stared at Luo Qianhuan with tears in her eyes. "It hurts very much."

Luo Qianhuan hit him again without any mercy.

"Don't beat it anymore..." The young girl used the general skills and squatted down and hugged her head and said crying.

Luo Qianhuan looked at her childish actions and found out that she was just a teenage girl. As a creator, her inner age was so young that it was unbelievable.

"Okay." Luo Qianhuan withdrew his hand knife and asked to the young girl: "I'd like to ask, how old are you, as the supreme god who created a world?"

I really care... Since it is the Creation God, it should be older than the age of this continent. As Luo Qianhuan knows, this continent has gone through several years, from ancient times to ancient times, and so on.

It has been scattered in more than one billion years, and the gods who created this world should be...

"Well. If we count according to human age, I am only about ten years old..." The young girl found that Luo Qianhuan no longer stretched out her hand and said, standing up and patting her barren breasts.

Ten years old...ten years old...how did ten years old create a continent? It's definitely a fake.

"To be honest..." Luo Qianhuan, who was confused by logic, showed his hand knife again and said in a stern tone.

The young girl covered her head in fear, showed a fearful expression, and finally hesitated for a moment and explained: "When our gods were born, we will stay in the God-given cocoon. Only after the long-term fertilization of the ‘cocoon’ will we be considered to be born... But the God-given cocoon is the God-given continent in your human words."

...The amount of information is slightly larger. Luo Qianhuan covered his head and sorted it out for a little while, and finally came up with a result, "That is, your gods are born from eggs rather than fetal ones?"

"Orange birth? What does that mean? I woke up from the "cocoon" ten years ago, went to the Alliance of Gods to receive the gods' education before returning. In fact, I only stayed in this world for three years, and by the way, my name is Messaira." The young girl told Luo Qianhuan about her experience without any concealment.

OK. It turns out that the group of gods squatted in the "cocoon" for hundreds of billions of years from birth, and then they will have their own consciousness and become born after breaking out of the cocoon.

A simple metaphor is that this group of gods started with an egg, which is the continent where they were located. Then the belief of the creatures on the mainland is the tool for hatching eggs. After they mature, the eggs will be truly born.

In other words, the young girl named Messaila in front of her is only ten years old... and she only survived in this world for three years.

I go, is there no formality in the faith in this world from top to bottom? Luo Qianhuan has nothing to say.

Messaira saw Luo Qianhuan silent for a moment, and thought she was frightened by her identity, so she said again: "How about it, are travelers from a distant foreign land willing to protect me?"

"How do you know that I can fight against the Heavenly Empire?" Luo Qianhuan fought with one of the legion god hunters belonging to the Heavenly Empire that specializes in hunting gods. After a single battle with the Evilly Empire, Diao Chiyan, numbered 13, found that his ability was like a natural design to deal with these guys, and was mutually rebellious.

The god hunter exists to hunt gods specifically, but it seems that he exists to hunt god hunters specifically.

What's going on?

After hearing the four words "The Heavenly Empire" mentioned by Luo Qianhuan, Messella trembled obviously, lowered her head and made Luo Qianhuan unable to see her current expression and said submissively: "When the Gods Alliance, a phantom god told me..."

Phantom... Spirit... God?! The phantom smile of the phantom spirit echoed in his mind again, "No help!" Luo Qianhuan refused righteously the next second. With the urinary nature of the phantom spirit god, he must have been in the alliance of gods to promote "Do you want a bodyguard? Go find an unknown creature named Luo Qianhuan on the xx plane, the price guarantee, the heavenly abuse empire is definitely there." Then he took some oil and water.

If Luo Qianhuan agreed to Messaila and successfully protected her, then when Messaila returns to the Alliance of Gods, this kind of thing will definitely spread.

Then various gods crossed the plane to find Luo Qianhuan. This is not impossible.

The god hunter just descends to this city, so he can turn a supreme god of creation into a young girl without any combat power.

What a terrifying ability, the god hunter can easily erase any special phenomenon caused by gods.

It is really a more powerful ability than the hedgehog's head in a magic record.

"Hey? Why?" Messaila thought Luo Qianhuan would agree, but he immediately panicked when he refused so decisively.

The god hunter must die. Even if the Messiah does not ask Luo Qianhuan, Luo Qianhuan will erase the traces of these guys without hesitation after discovering them.

Luo Qianhuan, the god hunter in this city, will eliminate it. But Luo Qianhuan will not agree to the request to protect Messella.

"Are you so afraid of the empire of heaven?" Messella's performance is too abnormal now. As a high god, she shivered like a small animal.

Are the celestial beings really that scary? Luo Qianhuan stared at Messaila's terrified expression.

"Yes... I'm very scared." Messaila squatted down and hugged his legs, buried his forehead in hopes that he would feel better.

"Why?" There must be a reason. Messella was just ten years old and could not have truly seen the empire of heaven. So there must be a reason for these fears.

Luo Qianhuan sat next to Messaila and asked in a low voice: "Can you... tell me?"

"There are thirteen branches of the gods in the Creation God system." Messella suddenly said his family tree. "I am the twelfth, and there are twelve brothers and sisters above me..."

"Then?" Luo Qianhuan guessed the worst result. Every god represents a world. The destruction of the gods means nothing.

Luo Qianhuan sensed the trembling trembling in Messaila's words.

"But when I woke up, I was the only one left in this divine system...one person..." Messaila couldn't help but tremble, and her voice also cried. "The brother and sister were all hunted by the god hunter... Even the unborn sister is the same..."

Qi... Luo Qianhuan gritted his teeth and his expression became very gloomy when he heard this terrifying news. In other words, have all the twelve gods been killed? At the same time, it represents the destruction of the twelve worlds. He is worthy of being the plane conqueror, the celestial empire...

Messaila, immersed in fear, couldn't help but tremble. Even if the gods of the same origin did not meet, the feelings of Messaila who had been alone since birth... could not bear it at all... waiting for the warm self of home. What we welcomed was the coldness of death.

All were done by that empire.

Covered by black history, Messaila, who was extremely cold in her heart, suddenly felt a warmth. Luo Qianhuan reached out and stroked Messaila's soft long hair.

"Are you scared? Are you scared? What's the use of these?"

Messaila raised her head and stared at Luo Qianhuan's warm vermilion eyes and that warm smile.

"If you want to take revenge, fear alone can't do anything. Don't worry, I will protect you." Afterwards, Luo Qian thought about it and said, "You never lack the words of your family. You can feel it. Your believers, they are your important family members."

A heartwarming smile, heartwarming words... Luo Qianhuan's flag was very successful this time.

The Messia pulled into Luo Qianhuan's arms for a second and began to cry loudly.

If this young girl is a gold coin, those nuns who were bewitched by Ling Meng should like their gods very much. Unfortunately, Messella is a young girl with flesh and blood and her own feelings at the same time, not a ruthless and desireless saint in Luo Qianhuan's thinking.

Gently pat Messella's back, vent, etc., just take it on yourself.

After a while, Messaila seemed to be tired of crying. When Luo Qianhuan was not paying attention, she suddenly knocked Luo Qianhuan to the ground with Loli's general skill head cone.

"Hey!? What do you want to do?" Luo Qianhuan fell on the ground, not reacting for a moment. Messaira's black robe had fallen to the ground because of struggle. Now she was naked on Luo Qianhuan's waist, but she seemed to not care about this. At this time, she no longer had the expression of fear at that time, but instead discovered something interesting staring at Luo Qianhuan who was lying on the ground.

"I thought you had something powerful." Messella pressed Luo Qianhuan's shoulder with both hands.

Luo Qianhuan could not break free at all. As a handsome man, her body was no different from a child. Damn it was too fast, right?! What's the situation? Luo Qianhuan stared at the black-bellied expression above, and couldn't figure out the situation for a while.

"Do you know what you are doing now?" Luo Qianhuan said calmly, suppressing his panic and calm inside.

"It's no different from an ordinary child." Messella had measured Luo Qianhuan's current combat power, less than five slags.

"I have to return all the things you humiliated me just now!" Messella didn't know what bad things she was doing now. I won't mention the ten-year-old girl's mentality. Her posture is extremely bad now!

Luo Qianhuan fell to the ground, and most of the clothes on his upper body, because he unbuttoned the buttons first, had already loosened most of the delicate shoulders to his collarbone. Instead, his face turned red because of the humiliation that broke into the ground, Messaila became even worse. He sat directly on Luo Qianhuan's waist without any clothes, pressing Luo Qianhuan's shoulder with both hands.

If outsiders come to see it, it should be the lily that two young girls like to see? No, it is to push it down.

God! It’s awful to be seen in this state!!

"I'm back from Qianhuan." Sethili walked into the room with a pile of fruits. "These should be... enough, right?" Sethili stuttered with his last sentence. He looked up and saw the scene of the lily blooming. All the fruits in his hand fell into the ground.

Where did Sethilly get frozen for a moment? (To be continued...)
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