My Hair Can Create a Demon Country

well?

The little trumpet opened his eyes in a daze.

Fu Qingjun is also speechless, Little Trumpet deserves to be you, you still don't change your mind,

Even if he became the number one emperor in the universe, sitting on all the power in the world, he still eats and sleeps, sleeps and eats, and lives his life happily every day.

Or maybe it is precisely because of this rare and unique talent of the little horn that I have calculated the way of heaven on the little horn,

Little Trumpet, an ordinary mortal dead salted fish, without any ambitions, innocent little girl,

But...

I have an admiral's trumpet, which can cut the tide of heaven.

Fu Qingjun nodded secretly.

The seat of Heavenly Venerable is going to be divided, and you still don't get up? Fu Qingjun said.

Sister Qin Hong said that she is ready. The little trumpet whispered weakly: I will be responsible for lying down.

She shares hers, you have to work on yours. Fu Qingjun said: Your new seat has already been condensed, right?

It's done. Little Trumpet nodded, The new protagonist's seat fragments have been obtained.

That is to say, the seat of Heavenly Creation on the material plane, the small speaker has already been obtained,

Fu Qingjun can control all the seats on the conceptual side and become his own subordinates,

And the small trumpet can control all the seats on the material plane and become one's own dependents,

The two of them ruled the dependents on one side and the sons on the other side.

Although, no one knows the truth,

Under Fu Qingjun's guidance, the whole universe thought that the new protagonist rule is to control several Celestial Venerable seats at the same time, but they don't know that they can control all the seats...

What's more, under Fu Qingjun's instruction, the little speaker also concealed his new ability to complete the seats, even if he told Qin Hong and others, he only said that he could control seven or eight seats of the Celestial Venerable...

does not tell them:

You are still my family...

In this case, I am already the protagonist of the world, and I am already the orthodox! The little speaker suddenly remembered something, and shouted: I defeated the corrupt Amiro Heaven, and then I want to overthrow you, a corrupt existence!

Fu Qingjun's eyelids twitched wildly,

Sure enough, you are really the protagonist of the world, you have been fascinated by ghosts, and you still can't forget this episode.

We will have a war! Little Trumpet had a righteous look on his face.

Then how do you compare? Fu Qingjun said.

The little trumpet suddenly became interested, sneered, and with a bang, brought out two bowls of rice and slammed them on the table, You are rotten, I have fought you millions of times, but I can't win even once. Once, I'm sure of winning!

Fu Qingjun lowered his head,

I saw that this rice bowl is not unusual,

There are mustard seeds inside, which contain countless universes, as if they contain the heaven and earth space of a vast galaxy.

This battle can be described as earth-shattering, ghosts and gods are shocked,

Two emperors with the strongest physical and conceptual aspects of the universe, the two most powerful people at the peak of the universe,

It turned out to be like two gluttonous giant beasts that destroy the world, swallowing a large amount of cosmic matter, and engaged in a decisive battle at the peak,

Darkness vs light!

The Rotten Mafia vs. the Son of Fortune!

The world is pale!

The universe shakes!

After the two experienced a fierce fight, Fu Qingjun was no longer at the peak, he really lost to the protagonist of the world, the little horn, and lost to the little horn for the first time.

Hmph, you've already lost! The little trumpet laughed loudly, slapped the table, and said, I beat the corruption of darkness and defeated the greatest evil in the universe!

I lost. Fu Qingjun directly handed over his rules of creation, completely reduced to a mortal.

Sure enough, Xiao Trumpet's thoughts are very easy to understand. I have accumulated countless years of resentment in the canteen, which makes her feel uncomfortable. It must be a victory or defeat with me.

Fu Qingjun said in his heart:

Playing like this, the normal process has been completed. After Wen Ce Tianzun Amiluo Chen Nianzi, the next black hand behind the dark scene was also defeated by the protagonist of heaven and earth!

What? Unreasonable?

has a problem?

You say fake match?

Isn't it like bathing in blood and fighting wildly like the battle with Emperor Amiro?

For this point, Fu Qingjun has a lot of objections. He is very proficient in the rules of the Heaven and Earth Protagonist competition. Where did the fake match come from?

Isn't this a big battle?

Didn't the two sides compete fiercely and fight earth-shatteringly?

It's just that the way of fighting is different from usual.

Moreover, the protagonist of Tiandi, Xiaoba, did not cooperate with the other party, and did not even communicate with Fu Qingjun. He acted according to his own thoughts and justice, did not collude with the other party, and was still fair and just. How could this be a fake match?

You know, she did defeat the corrupt and evil, and got the opponent's rules. After the battle, she beat Fu Qingjun into a mortal,

In essence, this is the truly normal process of the protagonist!

This white blood cell is to really eradicate the virus in the body.

you win.

Fu Qingjun has turned into a mortal and lost all his power and authority.

I won. The little trumpet proudly said: Hmph! I overthrew you. I won't kill you. I will enslave you in my cafeteria and cook for me every day!

The emperor of the universe is right and reasonable. I will obey. Fu Qingjun nodded.

boom!

The small trumpet has integrated the rules of Fu Qingjun, forming a great unity of the material plane and the conceptual plane.

A majestic breath erupted completely,

Even if Fu Qingjun didn't realize it, he still felt that the seat of the general trend was fully approving the small trumpet, and the invisible favor of heaven was completely shrouded. He had completed the mission of the son of the great trend, and the seat of the general trend of heaven became more and more intense.

Okay, it's perfect.

Seeing this scene, Fu Qingjun smiled slightly in his heart.

Anyone who is familiar with the two of them will know and know after seeing the conversation between these two people: these two people are playing house while eating in the dining hall again!

Anyone who is a normal person knows the tricks of the two of them,

However, the universe is a dead thing with a single point of view,

There is no problem at all, and all its logic and programs show that everything is normal.

After all, isn't it normal?

Is there any corruption in the little trumpet's heart? Has he ever communicated with Fu Qingjun about his plans?

Little trumpet, but clean from beginning to end, is a young, hot-blooded and righteous hero, but he has never had a little deal or plan with a decadent existence!

And she defeated the corrupt existence, deprived the corrupt black hand of the rules, and completely established her seat.

Small trumpet, it's already unified.

Seeing this scene, Fu Qingjun thought to himself: And I have indeed become a real mortal. This is to be put to death and reborn. The next thing to watch is whether the little trumpet will turn against me, yes Didn't want to really kill me, or was addicted to power and changed his mind!

This is a test,

Just like Chen Nianzi and Chen Weizhu back then,

Chen Nianzi believed in Chen Weizhu, so she let her overthrow him and take away all his power...

This is a plan so bold that there is no trust. Chen Weizhu has obtained all the power of the other party. If he just has a little crooked idea, he can completely occupy everything about the other party and kill the other party who has turned into a mortal.

Fu Qingjun smiled, with an extremely calm heart, and said to the excited little speaker: You are already the strongest emperor in the entire universe, you have taken away my power, and possess the power of the ultimate emperor in the true sense... . When you get tired of playing, return the things to me.

oh oh.

The little trumpet nodded seriously.

Fu Qingjun was not in a hurry to let the small speaker return to the rules, because with a small speaker's personality of fishing for three days and drying the net for two days, as long as it was normal, he would definitely get tired of playing after a while and return the rules to himself.

If you force yourself, it will be counterproductive.

In the next period of time, Fu Qingjun intends to be a truly ordinary mortal, the head of the rivers and lakes of Miao Chuntang in the mortal world.

However, before Fu Qingjun took two steps, he saw Little Trumpet grabbing Fu Qingjun's hand with tears in his eyes, Little Trumpet has been tired of playing these years, Brother Fu, Little Trumpet wants to go home.

Fu Qingjun: ???

In fact, after all these years, Little Trumpet has already become extremely boring. If it wasn't for Qin Hong scolding her and making her keep doing homework, work, and completing tasks, she would have wanted to skip class and go home a long time ago.

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