When the matchmaker heard the news, she looked up at the fox god stubbornly. "The grandchild doesn’t have that wonderful show and doesn’t know what’s worth your praise, but it’s the dragon and tiger that didn’t have that wonderful show. If you meet him again this time, you have to see him."

The fox god hears a wry smile but stops talking. He touches the matchmaker’s 3,000 moss and then chuckles, "If you meet Miaoxiu, don’t try to be brave, otherwise you won’t get any good results. You won’t know much until you’re totally embarassed."
"Hum!" The matchmaker smell speech is turned to refute the fox myth.
"Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha. I didn’t expect that it was actually a person who was not as good as a day. Even you old deathlessly calculate but it is not worth the power of fate." That dry day is full of joy at this time.
This time, the arrival of the golden jade seal was really beyond the expectation of the dry day. This gold was the integration of the dry day and the heaven. After the whole heaven was in control, the fate was in harmony with the first class, and the so-called’ gold’ was formed.
Golden hand, god, I have it
At this time, on a dry day, the high deity was full of laughter. "God helps me, and God helps me. Today, I will go to this house and disperse separately. I still have something important to do."
After that, the dry day instantly turned into a dragon and purple, and then quickly disappeared into the hall of wonders.
That dry day got the gold medal, but it was instantly perceived that most of the power of this gold medal lies in the mystery, and it still needs to be explored slowly. At this time, the general trend is set, but it is too lazy to talk nonsense with this guy. At that time, it is better to understand the gold medal, and the gods will naturally not dare to play any tricks again.
Wen Yingji also got up and slowly watched the gods of the heavens disappear into the world in a moment when they left on a dry day.
Wen Yingji got the jade seal, but he also wanted to understand it well. He didn’t have time to talk nonsense with these gods.
Watching Wen Yingji leave one after another, the gods are relieved and bitter at this time.
In those days, it was a good thing to worship the gods and live forever, but now it seems that it is going to be controlled by others.
"Life is precious, free price is higher, and the old man is so timid in ancient times. Even if the old man dies of old age, heaven and man decline into reincarnation, he doesn’t want to pretend that the old man is alive here. Ten years later, the old man is a hero." But he saw a gray-haired antique looking at the remaining gods with Shaqi at this time, but he was disrespectful to the five-party emperor. Instead, he sneered, "Hum, it’s just a god, and the old man has lived hundreds of thousands. The big deal is that the old man is a dead word."
With that, I saw this antique blink with a jerk, but I saw a road of divine light slowly forced out from the Yuan God.
"The old man’s body sealed the deity source and returned it to the old world for you," said the antique, who was all smiles and high-spirited, and flew past the skyshatter gate in the third day.
"The old man has lived hundreds of ordinary people. Compared with the old man, I don’t know how many times I have lived. It is a good thing to give you long life, but I never thought that I would be a slave to others. Even if I die, I will never be enslaved." Another antique came out and suddenly ran mana to shake the Yuan God. Soon after it fell into the Yuan God, it was shocked by the antique.
"Give it to me." The old-fashioned face twisted and roared for a moment, only to see a yellow airflow slowly emerge from Baihui point.
"Ha, ha, ha, although the old man’s life is not long, he has to be relaxed and free, but it is better than being a slave. Even if he grovels all day, he will live forever and have a place." The old antique is also a smile, and the waves of nine days run through thirty-three days and rush to the wild land.
"Don’t let this shrine die or die. Hum, it’s a big deal to be reincarnated and rebuilt. The old man can bleed and die, but he can’t be a slave." After that, he saw an old man shaking his whole body and his mana constantly stirring. Yuan God forced the unfinished fusion of the shrine out, and the old man didn’t wipe it. He laughed at the sky. "It’s really a good time, or it’s so free and self-sufficient. Even if life has dozens of old people, it’s willing to be a slave. Even if it’s a day
Said the old man without looking at the instantaneous streamer suspended in the virtual position, and left for the third heaven.
Before the "senior" Wang wrote, the old man was an antique in Taiping Road, and his family had a long history.
"You don’t have to say anything about Wang Zhuan Xiao, let alone dissuade me from waiting for nine days in the early years. I don’t know if I’m waiting for a good time, but now I want to be a slave when I’m old. Although this is the wish of many godfathers, we have to violate a godfather’s law." At this moment, a tall middle-aged man came out. The man’s eyes were heavy and dignified. At this time, there was no more groveling, but a kind of call to shake the heavens and the earth.
"Although I want to live forever, it’s not this kind of servile life all day long. It’s better to die slowly and reincarnate again. I’m servile and alive, but my body is immortal, but my mind is dead. Although my body is dead, my mind is still immortal." Said the middle-aged man, and suddenly burst into a blood fog all over his body. At this time, the monk actually blew himself up and condensed into a flesh, forcibly shaking the Yuan God and forcing him to die.
At this time, look at the emptiness. There is only one thing that is condensed but not scattered. The Yuan God stands proudly overlooking the thousands of gods. The five-party emperor overlooks the thirty-three days and overlooks the Lingxiao Hall.
"Ha ha ha old want to see is not reincarnation? Ten years later, the old man is a hero. If any Taoist friend is still alive by that time, please ask him to go there. Now I just went to reincarnation for a walk. "He said, but he saw the middle-aged man slowly emerge in a gray whirlpool, only to see that the man dissipated in the void and the whirlpool disappeared with him.
"Predecessors" Wang wrote a sad way
"Ha, ha, ha, ha. If the king writes a small book in the future, he will say that his younger brother is unfilial and can’t comply with the law of the ancestor, so that his younger brother would rather die than be a slave all day long." An old Taoist fairy wind slowly walked out of the crowd, and there was no so-called rank in the eyes of the old man at this time, and he slowly boarded the five-party emperor.
Chapter 79 The gods’ pride and tragic pride
The strong must have strong spirit, heroic fear of life and death and indifference to everything.
The old man slowly came to the front of Wang Zhuan, but he smiled gently and patted Wang Zhuan’s shoulder. "Cultivate yourself well, but Wang Gujin is the first person who is expected to be immortal."
The "bodhi old zu" Wang wrote and looked at the old man, but it was a deep cry.