The Blackened Male God Always Wants To Set A Routine For Me

Behind Su Yan, the door he had just entered had disappeared without a trace.

Su Yan stood there.

Feel the power in the blue beads in her hands pouring into her body like spring water, nourishing her soul.

That with the blood flowing out of the divine power, it seems, is being repaired.

She looked at the blue beads in her hand.

Though this power compares to the divine power she has lost, it is like a stream sinking into the sea.

But it does happen.

It's just not right.

The divine power that accompanies her is irreversible and cannot be repaired.

This is like a century-old martial arts expert who is willing to send out his 10 years of strength.

The strength of the decade disappeared completely.

Of course, it can be refreshed in 10 years.

But Su Xiang can't.

The power in her is natural.

Disappearing is disappearing.

Irreversible and irreparable.

Su Smoke looked at the blue beads in his hand.

The gentle touch, because she scratched her fingers and buzzed with fame.

Probably that blue bead was so happy that it circled around Su Smoke all the way up and down.

Su Yan

“When you get out of the world, don't come back. ”

The sound dropped and the light from the blue beads was much weaker.

She signed a contract with this thing to keep it from appearing again, which certainly doesn't mean no more.

Just, literally, don't show up again.

Blue beads fell into Su Yan's hands again and disappeared.

Xiaohua opening

“Host, are you all right? ”

Su Yan

“It's okay. ”

Xiaohua said

“Host, why didn't you let it show up? ”

Su Yan listened to a meal.

A long time later, she spoke.

“Though I don't know where this is.

But this place is not under the control of the heavens and the earth. ”

Hana's been reacting for a long time.

“Host... how do you have a bad feeling about Xiaohua when you say this? ”

Su Yan is confused

“Do you understand what I'm saying? ”

Hana, keep your voice down.

“I don't understand... ”

Su Xiang responded.

Mm-hmm.

Follow, she steps forward.

By doing so, I felt my weakness.

Shook his legs and wanted to get down on his knees.

She reached out and held the tree next to her.

The open mouth is no longer bleeding.

It's just that the wound is still there.

Xiaohua worried.

“Host, host, how are you? ”

Su Smoke sits on the tree.

“I'm going to take a break. ”

Xiaohua

“Host, eat sugar, eat sugar. ”

After all, it's been such a long time.

Xiaohua also panicked when something happened to the host.

But it has no entity, and nothing can help.

Su smoke pulled a piece of sugar out of his pocket.

Strip.

Just about to eat.

I felt the ground vibrate.

Boom!

With the sound of milk.

“Oops! ”

Tap.

Su Smoke's sugar was shaken off.

Look up.

A 10-year-old kid wearing a cloth-cut shirt, holding a hoe in his hand and sitting on the floor wondering what he was digging.

The child combs two hairbrushes, looks at the back, and is fat.

Digged with a little hoe for half a day and didn't dig it up.

Seems too angry to snap and throw the hoe away.

Dig there with your own hands.

Dig later, pull later.

Hidden, seeing a seedling of green oil in the child's hand.

It sounded so loud, the kid was shouting again, oops.

A white radish was dug out of the ground.