Holding an ordinary script, pretending to be a god in various worlds

Contrary to expectations, Ling Xiao gave the emperor a malicious smile.

I said to the system in my heart:

"Emperors are always suspicious. Even if no one told him how useful Shennong's bloodline was to me, my obvious changes were enough to make him think of something."

For example, if the faith of the world increases, the goddess will grow up, or Shennong's bloodline has some great effect, he has not discovered it yet.

The system types 6666, with an extra 6 to indicate approval of the host.

"Aunt, you are here." The emperor came forward with obvious uneasiness and a little bit of shame on his face.

Bah! Hypocrisy, many people in the hall thought secretly.

Ling Xiao connected the system in his brain and said, "Little cutie, what should I do later to become the best MVP of the game?"

The little cutie was shy at first, then realized that the host actually asked for his opinion one day.

He thought for a while and said hesitantly, "Just follow the host's usual personality."

"Oh, what does it look like?"

"Being unreasonable, taking the initiative!"

To others, this delay was like the goddess saying nothing and looking into the void as if she was talking to an existence that only she could see.

Completely ignore everything around you.

who can that be?

Everyone was worried, was it the Lord of Mount Tai or the mysterious Queen Mother of the West?

Even Buddhists still hold on to a glimmer of hope, believing that it was Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva who saw the Buddhists on earth and therefore talked to the goddess.

Soon the goddess' eyes curved, as if she had received a satisfactory answer, and her scattered gaze focused together.

Ling Xiao stepped lightly on the golden bricks in the emperor's study, as if nothing was there, and asked the emperor:

"My nephew did a great job, he brought together all the bastards who ruined my business."

As soon as he finished speaking, the others had not yet come to their senses and wondered what the emperor meant by "doing a good job".

What Li Yue was thinking about was ruining the goddess's business.

This means that Shennong's bloodline is not only helpful in ensuring food and clothing for the people of Dajin, but also of great use to the goddess!

Li Yue's pupils shrank suddenly, and he figured out where the ominous feeling just now came from.

soon.

A young monk wearing a green monk's robe, supporting an elderly monk, flew out in a panic from the crowd.

This was obviously unexpected, as confusion and doubt remained on the young monk's face.

Unfortunately, the thin, invisible threads bound his limbs tightly.

The posture was quite strange, with his hands behind his back, his feet raised and tied, and his chest tilted forward.

Others just thought it was a bit indecent at most, but Yan Pei noticed something different and his eyelids jumped.

He is the chief eunuch of His Majesty, one of the most powerful eunuchs in the palace. Even though he has lost the toys below, the eunuchs still have a lot to play with.

Yan Pei himself is a clean person, but he has seen many strange ways of having fun.

This posture clearly resembles something from a small country in the east...

The system coughed quietly twice. The special sex toy prop xx bondage is also a magical tool sometimes.

Li Yue whispered, "Aunt, these Buddhists deserve to die for hurting Shennong's bloodline, but the most important thing is to heal the injured Shennong's bloodline."

The implication is that it is up to her how to retaliate later.

Shihai's lips trembled and he closed his eyes tightly. Even if others didn't know it, didn't he know that this young monk was the one who had committed evil deeds?

The goddess had a stern face and said coldly:

"The way of heaven is to take away the excess and make up for the deficiency. Spiritual energy is hard to find in the mortal world. If I want to save people, the best way is to take the spiritual energy of one person and make up for another person."

As for what will happen to the person who was harmed, everyone knows it.

The monks were in an uproar. The oldest monk trembled and tried to speak. Li Yue glanced at him lightly, and everything disappeared like thunder.

The Taoists were surprised at first, and then they could only watch the show.

The goddess walked up to the young monk. His eyes bulged with fear, but he could not say a word. He only felt something passing through his lips and strangling him tightly!

It was the goddess who performed this act!

The young monks were extremely terrified when they learned that the Goddess of Mount Tai was a true deity, even though the head monk had assured them that they had the protection of the Bodhisattva.

At this moment, he was blessed with a sudden inspiration. With the blessing of Bodhisattva, it was either he or the Bodhisattva, and it would be easy for the goddess to torture him!

Ling Xiao complained to the system, "I said the Lord God is not serious. He can even use such pornographic props. Could it be that he has transformed from a slutty person?"

What can the system say? You can't just speak ill of your boss casually.

However, this Lord God has just started his business, yet he is already wealthy and powerful, with a lot of world resources at his disposal, which is a bit strange.

Without further ado, the goddess glanced at the young monk with indifferent eyes, and a strange object appeared in her hand.

The tube is made of a material that looks like jade but is not jade, and like cloth but is not cloth, and is connected to a sharp silver needle.

"Bring the Shennong bloodline here"

Whether it is useful or not, just give him a blood transfusion. Anyway, the patient has suffered so many injuries, and with traditional Chinese medicine treatment, he must be suffering from anemia.

Soon, servants carried in an unconscious person from the door. The Princess of Chu, dressed in gorgeous clothes, was accompanying him, looking sad and anxious.

What should I do? Things are messed up. I hope my brother won’t take his anger out on me… wuwuwu.

Ling Xiao looked at Liuzi carefully and found that he had changed a lot. Although there were still traces of his hard work, his skin had become much whiter and smoother, and the calluses on his hands and feet had almost disappeared.

If you don't pay attention, you would think he is a rich young man.

Life is pretty good, it must be surprising to achieve success overnight, she thought boredly.

Everyone was either afraid or surprised, but more of them were expectant and envious.

After quickly glancing at the information found by the system, the goddess picked up the monk's arm, slowly stroking it inch by inch, examining it intently with her inorganic eyes.

The trembling skin under her hands almost instantly broke out in goose bumps.

Ling Xiao: Look, look, look for the blood vessels.

Thinking he had found the correct blood vessel, he inserted the needle straight into the monk's flesh. With a "snap", the needle entered the flesh with great ease. The monk's horrified eyes showed the pain he was experiencing at that moment.

But the goddess was merciless and stabbed the monk again and again as if she was teasing a wild animal. The monk's originally pale arm skin was already covered with horrible blue bruises.

The monks could not bear to watch any longer, so they lowered their eyes and moved their lips slightly as if praying for their poor disciple.

As if she was tired of playing this game, the goddess plunged in again, and bright red blood spurted out of the tube.

The blood drops were like the finest rubies, beautiful and enchanting, and the goddess smiled with satisfaction.

Ling Xiao: As expected of me, I pierced a blood vessel after only eight attempts...

Seeing the goddess' smile, the others shuddered, tightened their clothes, and some even squeezed their legs together.

Blood is the essence of human beings. In ancient times, blood was taken very seriously. When a goddess drew blood from a monk, it was like she was drawing away the monk's life or longevity.

The needle was inserted into Liuzi's arm and a transparent blood bag was hung between the two arms.

Dozens of pairs of eyes watched as blood flowed drop by drop from the monk's body into the blood bag and then into Liuzi's body.

The Princess of Chu was the closest to the scene. She noticed that Liuzi's face seemed to have turned red, and she exclaimed, "He, he is alive!"

When they saw that Liuzi's complexion had improved, they looked over there and saw that the monk's face was pale and he was covered in cold sweat, as if he was about to die.

The situation between the two was exactly the opposite!

The system rolled its eyes lazily. The monk scared himself and was so frightened that he thought his life was really taken away.

Therefore, idealism is unacceptable, and we should adhere to dialectical materialism.

Li Yue asked, "Aunt, did you take away the monk's life and give it to Zhou Liu?" Although it was a question, he had already confirmed it.

This is the power of the immortal, which can take away the secrets of heaven and let you live or die!

Ling Xiao estimated that the time was almost up. The human body had a limited amount of blood and a maximum of 400ml could be drawn at one time, otherwise there would be a risk of life.

Pulling out the rubber tube, the goddess checked Liuzi and seemed to get a satisfactory answer. She ignored the monk who had fainted and said with a smile:

"In a moment, Shennong's bloodline will awaken." It seems that there is no answer, but in fact, the answer is already there.