101 ways of death of male god in fast time travel

Chapter 92

That cute look made Jiu Yao poke her eyebrows.Both of them tacitly stopped talking about the ancestor god.

The two seemed to have returned to their previous appearance. After coming back this time, the ancestor god saw the red tassels protruding from her arms, and felt that the color was a bit annoying for the first time.

Shihua went out more frequently, and the lively time of returning to the market became shorter. The ancestor god would often watch her run out, and if she saw him when she came back, she would wave and call his name.

There was a trace of strange emotion in my heart, but I felt uncomfortable when I watched her leave, but then I thought that if she didn't go out, she wouldn't run towards me with a smile, and I felt a little different.

After eating and drinking, he half leaned on the table, Jiu Yao looked at her from the side, and sighed slightly: "Why don't you move here." He was really worried, if she really killed the ancestor god one day It was a big disaster.

"No." Without even thinking about it, he spat out the words of refusal. What a joke, stabbed him to death first, if he moved away, he might really see the mission fail.

She now understands that the task of this plane is more difficult than other ones. Although she knows that the murderer doesn't need to go to great lengths to investigate, the problem is that she can't kill this person at all. How to kill is the difficulty of this task.

Sighing: "Why don't you listen?" He was really afraid that he would not be able to keep her this time.

"Some things I can compromise and listen to you, but there are some things I can't." Shi Hua stared at him with his chin propped up, his eyes had nostalgia, guilt and doting, maybe it was for himself or not.

Shihua didn't bother to explore his complicated emotions, he was very kind to himself, like a real sister and a bosom friend for many years, this kind of relationship is very comfortable, that's enough, why bother to hurt their feelings because of those things.

Farewell to Jiuyao, and entered the enchantment. In fact, Shihua still enjoys life in this world. She has a little idol worship for the ancestor gods and familiarity with acquaintances. She also knows that she can't invest too much, otherwise she will hurt others and herself , if there is a way to stab him to death, he will still not show mercy.

He didn't see anyone when he came back, so he just lay down on the table and fell asleep. When he came back, he saw the pink girl fell asleep, stepped forward, and lightly poked her pouty cheek.

It feels great in the hand, as good as it has never been touched.The corner of Gaoling Zhihua's mouth raised slightly, if Shihua saw this scene, he might feel scared, or he was stupid.

It's just that she often goes out recently, why does she go out?Thinking of the unsightly red tassel, the corners of the raised mouth went down again.

When Shihua woke up, he found that the ancestor god was sitting opposite him. He was not surprised, rubbed his cheek against his arm, and asked in a soft and sleepy tone: "Which came first, the chicken or the egg."

The voice that hadn't woken up was magical, and people couldn't help but answer: "I don't know."

In fact, Shihua just asked a funny question, but who knew that he really answered, suddenly raised his head and stared at him, the bad bubble in his heart was burst, and suddenly laughed: "I'm too busy, you don't care if you ignore me." It's done." Lingdong's eyes were full of smiles.

"Hmm." The Ancestor God suddenly felt weird when he was looked at by her, and he stood up in a light reply, turned around and walked out.

"Do you know that you are very powerful?"

The Ancestral God looked back at her with a smile on his face, especially those eyes that reflected him, he could see himself through her eyes even though he couldn't see through, shook his head slightly and left.

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