Don't disturb my cultivation of immortals before transmigrating quickly

Zhitong returned to the Temple of the God of War, but Huanglu didn't stop him.

The barren land just came with him.

Now, Lyria, Huanglu, and Zhitong looked at each other with big eyes and small eyes, and made intense eye contact.

Lyria: I called you back, why did you bring him back too?

Zhitong: Do you think I want to?It has nothing to do with me that he wants to follow.

Lyria: I don't care, you find a way to get him away, or you will go back with him.

Lu Lu: I think it can.

The moment Leiria's eyes met with Huang Lu's, she felt a chill, and the way Huang Lu looked at people with a cold face was really creepy.He coughed dryly twice, avoiding Huang Lu's sight.

The atmosphere is still deadlocked.

Unexpectedly, the first one to break the deadlock was the barren land: "Leria, you have repeatedly interfered with the tasks of the trainees and provided help. This is already breaking the balance of the gods, and I have the right to warn you. If you If you continue to do this, I will punish you as the God of Order."

"Oh?" Lyria raised his eyebrows. What Desolation said was indeed all right. His behavior was indeed interference, and it was indeed within the jurisdiction of the God of Order. However, this situation is not uncommon. Many gods have nothing to do. When traveling between planes, most of the experiencers will help them.

Although it is rare for Lyria to interfere with the same trainee multiple times because he likes to care about emotions, it is not uncommon. As long as the situation is not excessive, the gods of the Temple of Order will turn a blind eye.

What Desolate is saying now is nothing more than to ask Lyria not to interfere with the affairs of Desolation and the children.Unfortunately, he used the wrong method.Anyone who is familiar with Lyria knows that Leiria is a guy who takes softness but not toughness. It's not that Huanglu doesn't know this, but he just can't act like a softie.

"God of Order, are you threatening me?" Lyria sat back on the main seat, supported her head with one hand, and her eyes gradually turned red.

The childish child secretly thought something was wrong.

Although Lyria looks handsome and exudes a sacred aura, since he can be the god of war, he must not be a gentle person.In fact, Lyria was originally black-haired and red-eyed. When she became a god, she was bathed in the divine power of the main god, and accidentally changed her appearance to become the current golden-haired and golden-eyed.But once the fighting spirit arises, the appearance will change back to the original black hair and red eyes.

The barren land knew what the change in Lyria's appearance meant, but he had no intention of making peace with the matter. He turned sideways, charged power in his palm, and summoned a large knife.

The childish boy wished he could break off Huang Lu's head to see what was inside Huang Lu's head.

"My lords, even if the battle between the main gods is just a sparring session, the shock of divine power should not be underestimated. Please put it out." The child knelt on one knee, lowered his head, and begged Lyria for his life.

Seeing Zhitong's movements, Huang Lu immediately took the knife back, came to Zhitong's side, and squatted down with him.

Zhitong: Why are you squatting here? Go away.

Lu Lu: Why do you kneel him down, you are not allowed to kneel him down.

Zhitong: He is my upper god, don't you kneel him kneel you?

Lulu: I don't want you to kneel, I can't bear it.

Zhitong: It's not that you messed with me.

Lulu: I didn't cause trouble, he wanted to do it first.

Toddler: Shut up.

Huanglu: ...I didn't say anything.

Lyria just sat on the main seat and watched the two people below make eye contact and show affection, and suddenly felt very full.

"It's really boring." Lyria was too lazy to waste time with these two people, he missed Lin Feng a little, and he wanted to hurry to the next plane.

Seeing that Lyria's anger was gone, the childish child stood up and shook his clothes: "My lord, have you decided on the next plane? I would like to go with you next time."

Lyria held his forehead, and if the childish child wanted to accompany him, the barren land would inevitably follow, and if he went to three true gods at once, the plane would collapse again. "I won't take you there, you just stay and deal with the affairs of the God of War Temple."

"But—" Zhitong took a step forward, but was interrupted by Lyria,

"It's nothing to worry about. Well, whether I am the main god or you are the main god, that's the decision." Lyria waved his hand.

"By the way, Master Desolate Land should return to the Temple of Order earlier. As for me, the God of Chess, the Temple of God of War is busy, so I still can't always lend it to the Temple of Order." Lyria helped Zhitong return the farewell to Huang Lu Hou's invitation.

Lu Lu gave Lyria a cold look, lowering his head as if he was thinking about something.

In the end, Huang Lu said his farewell, turned and left.

Lyria always felt that Huanglu's last look had a deep meaning.

"Children, tell me, what exactly does Desolate want to do." Lyria touched his chin.

"How do I know." Without outsiders, the childish boy didn't maintain a decent image.

"Don't you know him very well, don't you?" Lyria looked at Zhitong with a bit of ridicule in his eyes.

"I don't know that poker face very well." Zhitong said stiffly, and he continued: "But how is the matter on the Lord God of War's side going?"

Lyria knew that Zhitong was pissing him off. After all, Zhitong always only called his name when there was no one around, not his god position.

"My progress here is much smoother than the two of you. If you want me to say, isn't the barren land very good to you, you just go with it." Lyria said this with three points of sincerity.

"Farewell, farewell, I still prefer girls. I can't stand a 1.8-meter old man staring at me like a plague every day." Zhitong shook his head.

"Hey, be careful, don't really call the God of Plague, or we will all be in bad luck." Lyria laughed and joked, silently feeling sorry for the barren land.

However, Lyria didn't think that there was no chance for the barren land. After all, before meeting Lin Feng, Lyria also believed that she was straight.

God, sometimes you can bend when you say bend.