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Humanity said: "It's almost like this."

Han Zifeng thought about the fate of the stalemate, remained silent for a long time, and decisively took back the curse seal and changed the curse words inside. Turn the inner demons into retrograde meridians. Zifeng asked again: "How about making that guy's meridians go retrograde?"

Humanity said happily: "Okay, okay, the more transparent his death is, the better." Dongdao beside Houtu actually nodded.

Zifeng asked curiously: "Aren't you three in a competitive relationship?"

Humanity replied: "Why compete? We each have our own management directions. It can be said that we are three parallel worlds, and there is no point in managing them!" Zifeng rolled his eyes.

The curse seal that was thrown out penetrated Di Xin's body, and then pointed towards the sky and shot up. Zifeng shook his head, and all the saints around him covered their faces, and soon a scream of "Ah!~" was heard in the sky.

Zifeng turned around happily and whistled. Di Xin couldn't help but tremble, thinking mentally, this empress is a real tiger. Zifeng patted him on the shoulder and said, "The apology must be sincere."

Di Xin asked: "Do you agree to kill people to sacrifice to heaven?"

Zifeng spread his hands and said: "I am a person who enjoys the honorific title of Saint Nuwa, just like the royal relatives who come to your house to visit relatives. In the world I live in, the whole world is just a ball, including you. The guy lying in the textbook, that era emphasized equality for everyone. Although it was basically empty talk, we had no worries about food and drink. So, Di Xin, be more confident. In principle, there should be no problem with your idea. The only thing. The problem is, if you do this, they, the heavenly saints, will not benefit from it, so they set up a list of gods to share the luck of the human race. "

Di Xin's face turned dark instantly: "How is this different from trying to destroy the human race?"

Zifeng raised his hand: "I know this question. If all people are not dead, it will not be considered genocide. But the human race's luck is relatively speaking, the human race is the most useless. After all, to be pragmatic, the human race's luck Luck cannot be seen or touched, so if you are divided, you will be divided. Once the emperor is born, the luck of the human race will completely depend on the will of heaven."

Di Xin pondered and asked, "What do they want from me, the Human Emperor's luck?"

Zifeng nodded: "After Di Xin, there will be no emperors. They are all emperors. They surrender to the sky. However, now that I have dug out the human path for you, you have the guts to bring the human emperor sword and chop down the sky. It's okay, I support it. you!"

Di Xin looked at Nuwa and asked, "Can you believe what your relatives say?" expression.

Nuwa coughed and said, "Well, that's what she said."

Di Xin was also speechless, but he still raised his hands and said: "Mother Nuwa, I know you are a saint of heaven, but you are the mother of the human race after all. At least I will not offend you because of my supervisor's wishes. I also ask you to be generous and not bring disasters." OK. If you think Gu is not suitable to be the Human Emperor, I have no objection to changing him, but it must be the Human Emperor.”

Nuwa coughed and said, "Okay, I understand, Fuxi, you can handle it."

Fuxi spread his hands: "Daughter-in-law, do I have a say?"

Zifeng and Nuwa waved their tails in unison, as if you dare to suggest something, and we will slap you. Fuxi spread his hands and said, "Di Xin, make up for your efforts and listen to this black one later."

Di Xin felt that it was very hard to hold it in, and he really wanted to laugh. It seems that the Emperor has no human rights. Zifeng followed the death-seeking system to create the current world map.

Zifeng spread the map on the ground and said: "On the other side of the mountain, on the other side of the sea, there is a group of Smurfs... Ahem, wrong, there is a group of yellow-haired people and black-haired people. Hmm~, eh~ , Sister, do you know that Kun is too big to be stewed in one pot? "

Nuwa: "What the hell? Do you want to eat Kunpeng?"

Zifeng thought about it and said, "I forgot the original word. It seems to be Xiaoyaozi. No, Zhuangzi. It seems to be this guy. The original text is, There is a fish in the North Ming Dynasty. The Kun is so big that I don't know how many thousands of miles away it is. I don't know how many miles it is on the back of a Peng." It’s thousands of miles away. Well, Kun is so big that it can’t be stewed in one pot, but Peng is so big that it needs a barbecue.”

After hearing this, several saints all covered their faces and complained to the sky: "If you let Kunpeng hear it, he will definitely become anxious with you."

Zifeng was disgusted: "That guy is not your neighbor, but he is refining Hongmeng Purple Qi?" She patted her head: "Forget Zhen Yuanzi, there are Hongyun and Styx."

Fuxi added: "The red clouds have dispersed."

Zifeng shook his head: "No, Hongyun is not dead yet. There are also mosquitoes from the Minghe family." After saying that, Zifeng teleported several times and brought Minghe, Mosquito Taoist, Zhen Yuanzi, and Lu Ya over. .

Zifeng asked: "Next question, do you know whose hand the Nine-Nine Red Cloud Sanso Gourd is in?" Lu Ya took out his immortal-killing flying knife, and Zifeng reached out to her: "Give me the gourd." Even though Emperor Jun was here, Lu Ya was still very obedient. Zifeng used a spell and said to Lu Ya: "Study and study." Lu Ya's eyes suddenly lit up.

Zifeng carried Zhen Yuanzi and said, "Hongyun, the waves are out."

Zhen Yuanzi also asked tentatively: "Hongyun?" The gourd shook, and a soul appeared. Zifeng calmly pointed at the soul and said: "Sister, book a body for this guy."

Nuwa said speechlessly: "He can't use my body, right?"

Zifeng scratched his head and said, "Isn't it important that when a god dies, he becomes a mortal, and when a mortal dies, he returns to his position?"

Nuwa nodded, and asked seriously: "Who gave you this supplementary knowledge?"

Zifeng calmly took out a book and said, "It's all written like this in novels." Nuwa didn't seem to be talking for a moment. Wasn't she just taking the things in the painting book and doing them according to the painting book? Zifeng looked at this sister's eyes and asked seriously: "Do you have a better way? The point is: your craftsmanship is more reliable than this gourd, right?"

Nuwa thought about it and said: "The key point is that this guy is an innate body, but even if I pinch the innate human race, I will also close the innate divine body."

Zifeng pointed at a certain gourd and asked sincerely: "No, do you think this guy has the right to choose? Your pinch is more reliable than his brother Hun'er, right?"

Zhen Yuanzi also came up and said, "Please ask the empress to help me. My family members can share the fruit with you every time it ripens."

Nuwa said speechlessly: "Ahem, as long as Fellow Taoist Hongyun doesn't dislike it." Nuwa began to pinch people again, while Zifeng happily chatted with the captured Zhuangzi, saying that Kun was so big that it couldn't be stewed in one pot. .

Zifeng said: "I've been fed here, you want merit too, right?" Zhuangzi nodded, and Zifeng said calmly: "There is no dragon clan here, I will serve as your footwork, you go to the monk's Xiniu, which is farther west in Hezhou , look for all kinds of edible things and bring them back. You are also a master of mountains and seas, and you can use them as recipes for everyone?"