unscrupulous angel

Long Xiaotian can be 100% sure that this is definitely the first time he and that false god met.

He had never offended that false god, and he really couldn't understand why that false god looked at him angrily.

"Most, good, good, good, what you did is really good." The false god looked at Long Xiaotian and said angrily, "I raised you by myself back then, but I didn't expect that you would actually plot against me in the end." I, you are so sorry for me!"

After hearing the words of the false god, Long Xiaotian couldn't help showing doubts.

Most?Isn't that the trash God of Light in the holy world?

What's the matter with this false god?Why do you think he is Most?

Could it be that... this false god has been sleeping for too long, and his brain is too much to be teased? !

"Boss, he seems to regard you as that trash of Moster." The rogue dragon scratched his head and said, "It's not right, you don't look like that trash. That false god's eyes can't be so bad, right?"

Xiao Wu shook her head, and said, "No, it's not that the fake god has bad eyesight. I guess, he thinks my brother is some kind of Moster."

"Why?" the rogue dragon asked curiously.

Xiao Wu raised her finger and pointed at the Pope who was sitting on the ground, and said with a sneer, "If I guessed correctly, it must be the fault of that old bastard!"

"That golden bell!" Long Xiaotian said with a gloomy expression, "Understood, I finally understand now. Meow, that golden bell, although it is thousands of miles away from the soul-destroying bell, it is also It can affect the sanity of intelligent creatures. That old pope, with that golden bell, made this false god think of me as that trash god of light in the holy world."

"Meow, it turns out that the Pope's old bastard still has such a hand, I said, why does he look so confident!" the rogue dragon spat hard, and said.

Long Xiaotian smiled wryly, and said: "This is very interesting, that false god regarded me as Most, and Most was the chief culprit who prevented him from becoming a god, so it's no wonder he didn't work hard with me! "

"Brother, what shall we do then?" Xiao Wu turned to look at Long Xiaotian and asked.

Long Xiaotian took a deep breath, tightened the Tianjue sword in his hand, and suddenly burst out a surge of fighting intent, and said with a smile, "What should I do? Needless to say? Let's fight!"