"You want the demon clan to join forces with Zhongtian? You can marry the goddess Dongyuan of the Thunder Palace to the demon god Bu Zhou."
"Go and tell Tianjun that the battle between good and evil is what he should worry about. If you want to take advantage of my daughter, don't blame me for being rude."
He was always so impatient, always sarcastic and disdainful, but when he was arranging her hair, his expression was so peaceful. When he said, you don't know me anymore. The look was so sad. Has she really forgotten? With such a cold temperament like his, he could bury a woman deep in his heart and refuse to forget her or cannot forget her for more than a hundred thousand years?
The god standing in front of her was not only her second brother, but also the Great Emperor Ziwei of North Pole Zhongtian. No one dared to offend him, even Tianjun would give him a thumbs-down. At this time, he not only tolerated her little temper, but also poured tea for her with his own hands...
Even though there was some distance, Ji Xiaochen could still see the woman clearly. Above the desert and under the moonlight, there is only one delicate apricot flower, graceful and graceful. Upon closer inspection, the features are as if they were drawn in detail one by one after thousands of trials when Nuwa created human beings. Just one look, and everything will be lost...
Here are the powerful God Emperor Zhongtian, the gentle and elegant Qilin Clan Chief, Tu Shanxiu, the sky fox who was born with nine tails, and the cold but infatuated Demon God Bu Zhou. Welcome to the fantasy world of Bashan Yeyu...
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