The whole universe is praising my vest

After staring at An He for two seconds, Feng Zong turned and left.

Before the medicinal herb spirit left, Feng Zong distributed the medicinal materials left behind. The newcomers to God's Realm took the medicinals and passed the dangerous period quickly, saving their lives.

"Usually Feng Zong is still normal, but when it comes to the God of Beauty, it's like a different person." Recalling how Feng Zong targeted An He not long ago, Wang Mian was still a little bit annoyed.

"People who have seen the God of Beauty, it is hard not to be affected by their minds." An He could understand, he looked at the herbs next to him, and said with a smile, "Feng Zong is not bad, he is not completely dizzy, for the God of Beauty, he does not think about food, He didn't want to take care of anything except God of Beauty, and he didn't blindly hate me. He took away all the life-saving herbs left by the elves. He only took more than 20 copies, which met the number of newcomers, and left the rest for us. "

"In the camp there are indeed people who are more fanatical about the God of Beauty. If it wasn't for their lives, they would definitely not be interested in working in the medicine field, but instead try to see God of Beauty all day long. Thinking." Wang Mian sighed, "After personally experiencing the horror of gods, I have a deeper understanding of the power of godslayers."

Facing An He, Wang Mian unknowingly changed to an honorific name.

She pursed her mouth: "However, Mr. An has thought well about Feng Zong. Feng Zong left the extra herbs. He didn't dare to offend you after seeing your sword skills. He also didn't dare to offend the herb spirit who is close to you. "

An He was noncommittal.

He didn't enter the camp, and stayed outside until the herb spirit asked the God of Beauty to come back.

Wang Mian was by her side, waiting for the result of the herb spirit's consultation. Thinking of An He's chance to meet the God of Beauty, she was even more excited than An He herself.

Leaning on the back of the wheelchair, An He closed his eyes slightly, unfolding the star map in his body.

The ruins of God's Domain stolen by An He are printed on the star map, occupying a large area, and the rest of the power patterns are scattered around, faintly surrounding the ruins.

An He noticed that after the ruins of God's Domain entered his star map, they gradually got rid of the decay and dilapidation, and became more and more brand new, vaguely recovering the once magnificent shadow.

"The domain of the gods is an entity purely condensed by rules, representing the old rules of the ancient times. Therefore, after the arrival of the new era, the domain of the gods has undergone changes, sealing off the gods, and weakening and corrupting with the gods who are also products of the old rules. "The system explained aloud, "Currently, the ruins of God's Domain are no longer entities, but exist in your star map in the form of rules and concepts."

"The star map of the host is the authority of the star god, which evolved from the devouring of the alien god, supplemented by the experience of the host, and the rules of this universe, an authority that has never existed in ancient and modern times."

"Put it in the host's star map, and touch your authority, the rules that make up the ruins of God's Domain are being reconstructed and evolved."

"Or, it can be said to be evolution, evolved to suit your unique new god."

An He pondered and said: "When the evolution of the ruins of the God's Domain is completed, I will release it from the star map. The ruins of the God's Domain can be transformed back into a solid body for the gods to live on, and will not be closed or decayed again?"

"Yes, it's more appropriate to call it New God's Domain." The system said, "The authority obtained by the host has actually been changed by the star map, making it more suitable for you to use, but the change is not as obvious as the large-scale ruins of God's Domain, and it is not easy to see. come out."

"The New God Realm is here, and it seems that the day when Bai Ye becomes the God of Light and Darkness will not be far away." An He smiled, "It's easier than I imagined to open the prelude to a new era."

The system said: "It's the host who is powerful."

An He paused: "After learning about your background, I always feel weird when you compliment me as a superior."

The system said seriously: "It's not a compliment, it's an objective evaluation. I know the host has listened a lot, but I'm still not good at dealing with flattery. I hope the host can overcome it."

An He: "Why do I have to overcome? Shouldn't the subordinates accommodate me?"

The system seemed to breathe a sigh of relief: "That's good, the host doesn't have to feel uncomfortable, and please don't abandon me."

An He said: "Where do you want to go, of course I won't abandon you."

After setting up the newcomers, Feng Zong walked out of the camp.

He looked in the direction of An He, his expression changed several times, the previous sharp hostility disappeared without a trace, and he walked towards An He.Wang Mian stepped forward with vigilant eyes, trying to stop him, but Feng Zong moved his lips, before he could speak, he heard An He's voice: "Let him come here."

Wang Mian stepped aside, still staring at Feng Zong.

Even though he knew in his heart that An He's swordsmanship was superb, the way An He's thin body sank into the wheelchair made Wang Mian subconsciously care, and the worrying habit of her sister emerged.

Standing in front of An He, Feng Zong couldn't help but bend his back, looking like he was about to bow his head. He restrained his strong jealousy, and his low voice was full of sincerity: "I'm sorry."

Wang Mian was puzzled, not understanding why Feng Zong's attitude suddenly turned 180 degrees.

Even if he was afraid of offending An He, in Feng Zong's mind, the matter of God of Beauty should be more important, and his emotional change should not be so rapid and thorough.

An He leaned on the armrest of the wheelchair with one elbow, and rested his chin with one hand: "Apologize, are you asking me for something?"

Feng Zong's back tensed for a moment, and then slowly relaxed: "...Since you have guessed it, I will say it straight, if you can really see the God of Beauty, please give me a chance, since I was lucky enough to be far away last time When I saw the God of Beauty from a distance, the beauty of the God of Beauty was deeply imprinted in my heart, and I can't forget it every moment. I am extremely eager to see the God of Beauty again and confide my faith to Him!"

An He shook his head: "You shouldn't see the God of Beauty again."

Feng Zong knelt down directly, and put his forehead on the ground: "I offended you so much before. I was blind. You can punish me in any way you want! No, it's not just punishment, as long as you are willing to help me, I will be ashamed of what you order in the future. Achieved!"

"Your state is abnormal, because the God of Beauty didn't mean to confuse people, you just glanced at it from a distance and was affected, so it's not a big problem, don't see God of Beauty again, just let your overheated mind cool down slowly. It might be difficult at first, but it’s actually not difficult to get over it.” An He looked at him quietly, “Seeing Beauty God again, your fanaticism will deepen and it will be harder to get rid of, and with Beauty God’s personality, there is a high probability that he will not look good towards you. When you are hit, you may even lose the will to live."

Feng Zong got up angrily: "Don't discredit the God of Beauty! Everything about the God of Beauty, including his character, is the most beautiful in the world!"

"Oh." An He sighed.

There are so many troubles for God of beauty.

How could no one see through this arrogant and willful character?

Perhaps, no matter what the character of the beauty god is, it is perfect under the filter of believers.

His request was rejected by An He, and Feng Zong's repressed jealousy reappeared: "You don't agree, do you just want to see the God of Beauty by yourself, and don't want to give us the opportunity! What you said are all excuses——"

Wang Mian was furious: "Don't judge Mr. An with your own heart!"

As soon as he thought of the God of Beauty, his emotions overwhelmed his reason. Feng Zong still had a lot of malice to vent, but suddenly his neck felt cold, and the rest of his words stopped abruptly.

The precious long sword was sealed in its sheath and lay across Feng Zong's neck, causing goose bumps. The hilt was held by An He's left hand.

An He leaned forward slightly, approaching Feng Zong: "Has your feverish mind cooled down?"

The blade was not drawn out of the sheath, showing no sharpness, but Feng Zong felt that the surrounding air was getting colder, and the air-conditioning wanted to pierce through the pores of the skin like the tip of a needle.Feng Zong was stiff all over, he didn't dare to move, he stared straight at the scabbard on the side of his neck, he didn't dare to blink his eyes.

"Looks calmer." An He smiled and took back his sword. "Belief in God itself is helpless, but you are not a true belief, but a temporary obsession. Earlier, you said that human beings are all humble, which is not right. You can't represent everyone, and others don't necessarily feel inferior."

The problem of the newcomers was solved, and the camp was no longer busy. Some people noticed the situation here and came over to ask: "Feng Zong, what's the matter?" They looked at An He with unfriendly eyes, "This is also a newcomer, he thinks attack you?"

Wang Mian was furious: "Feng Zong is looking for trouble! Mr. An got the medicinal herb to save the newcomers!"

"What! He got those life-saving herbs that are urgently needed?"

"Isn't this a newcomer here? What's going on?"

The coolness of the scabbard remained on the skin of his neck, Feng Zong swallowed, and said: "The matter of the medicinal herbs is indeed thanks to Mr. An, who knows a lot about God's Domain and has superb sword skills. As for the conflict you saw between us ...It's okay, a misunderstanding."

With An He's strength, no one can force him to do what he doesn't want to do.

Whether An He will be able to see the God of Beauty is not certain, tell this matter and let everyone know, An He will still not let go, agreeing to Feng Zong's request, but it will ignite everyone's enthusiasm for the God of Beauty, causing even greater chaos .

Wang Mian snorted: "You have finally become normal."

The touch of the scabbard remaining on the skin really made Feng Zong sober.

Feng Zong kept recalling the impact of the sword strike just now.

Wang Mian didn't know about Feng Zong's change of mind. She hadn't taken the herbs today, and she gradually became unwell and had difficulty breathing.Wang Mian picked up a portion of the herb given by the elf, took it, and passed the other portion to An He.

An He refused softly: "I don't need it, there's no need to waste herbs on me."

An He is in the realm of the gods, and has not had any adverse reactions so far. It is obviously not a strong support, and there is no shortage of herbs. Store the remaining medicinal herbs, and newcomers will come later, so you don't have to worry about it like today."

"From now on, no one from the First Galaxy will go missing and come to God's Domain," An He said.

Wang Mian was stunned.

The crowd not far away suddenly boiled, and more people ran out of the camp with excited faces.

"What's going on, who's here?"

"——It's the God of Beauty!"

"I will not admit my mistake, I will never admit my mistake, this is the God of Beauty! I have been thinking about it day and night, and finally I can see the God of Beauty again!"

"Exalted God of Beauty, please show mercy to the believers."

"The God of Beauty is coming towards us. How can our simple and ugly living place be worthy of His presence?" Someone was so moved that his whole body trembled and tears filled his eyes, "Why did the God of Beauty come here?"

Feng Zong thought of a possibility, was in a trance, and said dully: "The God of Beauty actually came to see him in person."

It's just, how—

Feng Zong's thoughts are confused, it is difficult to understand the current situation, and he can't even sort out his own emotions.

All he could do was to kneel down and bury his head deeply.

Everyone bowed their knees and worshiped the God of Beauty, and fanatical gazes from all directions were projected on the God of Beauty.

"Close your ugly eyes, and withdraw your disgusting gaze." The God of Beauty said coldly, "Don't look at me, let alone look directly at me."

These people quickly complied, closing their eyes tightly, even if they scratched their hearts and livers to see the face of the God of Beauty, they would not open a single crack.They tried their best to shrink their bodies and lower their heads, so as not to make the God of Beauty unhappy with their existence.

Even Wang Mian couldn't help but worship the god like others, with most of his attention on the god of beauty, and his mind was swaying.

An He, the only one who remained calm, was naturally very conspicuous.

Meishen looked at An He, her gaze fixed, her pupils dilated slowly.

His authority has affected the state of mind of the surrounding human beings. They feel a little bit of the emotions of the God of Beauty. Among the indescribable extreme complexity, the main seasoning is sour. Even if what they feel is only one-tenth of the emotion of the God of Beauty, it is enough to make people feel sick. They frowned and clenched their chests unbearably.

"It's really you." The Goddess of Beauty murmured.

An He didn't expect that the God of Beauty would come directly. He was about to say hello when the system suddenly notified: "The fusion of the host's soul and body has entered the next stage, and the host's consciousness will be fragmented for a while."

The second half of the system's sentence has become hazy to An He's ears.

An He closed his eyes heavily, leaned against the back of the wheelchair and passed out.

Hearing the sound of An He's clothes rubbing against the wheelchair and his body slowly sliding down, Wang Mian broke away from paying attention to the God of Beauty for a while, opened his eyes and got up to check An He's situation.

However, Wang Mian couldn't help but look at the beauty god more.

This glance caused intense shock to appear on Wang Mian's face.

Wang Mian felt inconceivable. Seeing the bored and unhappy beauty just now, she showed nervousness and panic from the bottom of her heart.

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