The host of fast travel, she is not a human being

Chapter 249 The second move Chapter 48 The boat crossing (7)

__Countdown to Completion

The gods gathered in the temple, and their hearts were not at peace.

There are not a few people who are on tenterhooks.

Many people came to the temple for the second time since the new main god came to power.

But the experience of coming here for the first time is enough to make them unforgettable for thousands of years.

The thin girl washed the temple with blood and sat on the main seat with an indifferent expression to welcome their worshippers.

The air was still filled with the smell of blood.

Many of them are new gods in the past few hundred years. They have never been to the temple, and they have never seen this girl who has already held power at a young age.

Therefore, many people are dissatisfied.

Some gods from the high-level world always have a rush of energy.

Qingzhou passed through the center of the palace door and walked towards the throne in the north.

"Congratulations, Your Highness!"

Two rows of gods from all sides saluted.

"Get up." Qingzhou sat down and said calmly.

This summoning is just to tell the protoss that she is back.

Be careful with those places that are about to move.

The gods sat down separately, and no one spoke.

The priest stood behind Qingzhou and looked down at the gods.

"Is there anything you want to say?" Qingzhou asked.

Of course, some people want to talk, and many people are ready to do so.

"Master God has not been in the world of gods for a long time. Did he go on vacation somewhere?" A man wearing Gothic clothes asked sitting in his seat.

The short black hair made the man look a bit stiff and sharp.

"God Lord Wuhe." The goddess next to him reminded Qingzhou.

This is the new god.

The reminder sounded crisply in the hall, without any intention of avoiding it.

It's like telling this new god clearly that the main god doesn't care about these little people at all.

The atmosphere in the hall is a bit weird.

Lord Wuhe's face was a little confused, and his expression was a bit ugly.

The expressions of all the new gods were ugly.

Not only is it a slap in the face of God Lord Wuhe, but it is also a slap in their faces.

"It has nothing to do with you." Qingzhou's answer was also very succinct, but his eyes swept over the man slightly, and then looked away.

"You..." Wuhe Shenzhu retorted aloud.

The force forced him to sit upright and shut up.

He just couldn't break free for a while.

In my heart, I was really a little apprehensive.

He just hummed softly, pretending not to care.

Although they have done a lot in face, the Xinshenyi faction already understands it in their hearts.

It was indeed a disincentive.

"Anything else?" Qing Zhou cast his eyes on everyone again.

The people below were as silent as a cicada.

I always feel that the person above is looking at me.

"This subordinate has something to say." A bearded man in a red robe stood up with a trembling tone.

The word humility is almost written on the face.

Qing Zhou nodded slightly, as a consent.

She didn't know this person, but she could roughly guess his identity.

The location of Nanling Mountain is naturally occupied by people from Nanling Mountain.

"Your Highness, the Lord of Nanling Mountain is not in Nanling Mountain at this time." The old man in red bowed and saluted.

No one knows their plans for Nanling Mountain and the Western Region.

But they know it themselves, and I believe that the one in front of the temple also knows it.

The Lord of Nanling Mountain has not returned to the world of the gods at this time, which is a bit intriguing.

"Your Highness, the goddesses of the Western Regions are also the same." The young girl in purple, the scholar, and the old man in red saluted.

Qingzhou's fingers lightly tapped the relief on the chair.

Gee.

Do you still dare to come and ask?
Really brave.

"Dead." Qingzhou's answer was as concise as ever.

It's just that these two words were said so plainly.

"What!" After all, it was the girl in purple who couldn't hold her breath and asked loudly.

Then the whole temple fell into a noisy sound.

Two gods fell.

It was so understatement and silent.

And they are all famous protoss in the world of the gods, descendants of the Nan clan.

That's royalty.

Why did he die like this.

"." Qingzhou's eyes swept over everyone's face.

I don’t know how many of the expressions on these people’s faces are real and how many are fake.

"Don't try to revive Nanshu." Qing Zhou said in a deep voice.

It's okay to dissatisfy her. It's also okay to want to seize power.

Only that person cannot be revived.

For a moment, the hall fell silent.

"The head of the Rong family has arrived!"

An ethereal voice came from outside the door, accompanied by a jingling bell.

"It's so early." The little girl in the red dress briskly walked into the dull hall, the silver bells on her wrists kept colliding.

Then it makes a pleasant crisp sound.

Everyone's eyes were instantly attracted by this red figure.

Rong Zhaoyun!
The new patriarch of the ancient gods.

As soon as he returned to the world of the gods, he killed many elders of the Rong family.

With such cruelty, the entire Three Realms of the Gods World were shaken by it.

"You're late." Qingzhou laughed.

Putting aside the small world, this is probably the first time they have met in so many years.

Rong Zhaoyun has been away from the world of the gods for a long time.

"You won't be angry." The little girl had a smile on her face, and ran to Qingzhou's side with a somewhat complicated skirt.

"Long time no see, A Zhou."

Rong Zhaoyun bent down and whispered in Qingzhou's ear.

His Highness, the gods were dumb.

The two of them are very familiar.

Speaking of which, he should be very familiar.

"Naturally." The arc of Qing Zhou's mouth tended to widen.

"Hmm." Rong Zhaoyun smiled and sat on a chair beside her.

Qingzhou is used to it.

This man always had a smile on his face.

Only those eyes can see the ice that will never melt.

In essence, she is the same indifferent person.

"The Eternal Emperor has arrived."

The ethereal voice sounded again.

Qing Zhou blinked.

The titles of these advanced world gods are automatically generated by the laws of heaven and earth.

Eternal Emperor
Indeed it is by name.
Not to be underestimated.

Rong Zhaoyun stopped drinking tea and his eyes lit up.

Others were even more shocked.

To say that just a while ago, the ancestor of the Rong family was as popular as the Immortal Emperor.

The silver-haired boy was wearing a white robe and held a sword in his hand.

He looks like he's still in his teens
Sentimental and clean.

It also looks tight.

It's a far cry from that title.

"Ah Zhou!"

However, it was Rong Zhaoyun's clear voice that first broke the silence in the hall.

"I have seen Master."

Seeing the young man smiling, the gods walked up to the Rong family member, bowed down and made a standard salute.

"When did Ah Zhou come back?" Rong Zhaoyun stood up, with a different kind of vivid voice.

"Just now." Ji Hengzhou watched as a candied haws appeared out of thin air in Rong Zhaoyun's hand.

"I brought a gift to Master."

(End of this chapter)