unscrupulous angel

The Godhead of Order opened his mouth to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything, he just sighed heavily.

The little rascal and the black-bellied girl looked at each other, and they both saw doubts in each other's eyes.

They have never heard of what the God of Creation said just now.

Listening to the God of Creation, it seems that there is a special relationship between destruction and order.

This made the two little guys a little dizzy, and they didn't know what to do for a while.

This time, the God of Creation spoke again: "Order, since you can't kill and destroy, then I won't force you. Destruction, I will kill. And what you have to do is to give me your body in this life , and fuse your Godhead of Order with my Godhead of Creation. How about it? This is very simple, right?"

"Give me my father's body to you? I'll wipe your six uncles, third uncles and second uncles! Fusion? Fusion with your meow face!" Hearing what Creation said, the little hooligan jumped three feet high, raised his finger and pointed at the place of Creation. God's nose is all about swearing.

what?Give him Meow's body!To put it bluntly, it is to give in to the body, but to put it bluntly, that is to seize the house!

If he had done what the God of Creation said, the hooligan would disappear from the world forever.

The black-bellied girl was also anxious, and said with a frosty face: "No matter who, even the God of Creation, one of the three great gods, wants to touch my father, that is wishful thinking!"

The God of Creation ignored the two little guys, fixed his eyes on the Godhead of Order, and asked, "How is it? I'm waiting for your answer. You must kill to destroy, you know this very well. Since you don't have the heart to do it, then It can only come from me."

The Godhead of Order was silent for a long time, exhaled forcefully, and said, "Creation, I'm sorry I can't agree to your request. I am the Godhead of Order, but I am not the Godhead of Order, and I cannot make decisions for the Godhead of Order, you understand What did I say?"

"You are the God of Order!" The God of Creation said coldly with an expression of displeasure.

"No, I'm not." The Godhead of Order shook his head and said, "Although I have all kinds of memories from the past, I am only a godhead. Long Xiaotian is a real person, the real God of Order. How to decide? It depends on him. How about this, I will ask him to come out, and you two can talk directly. Of course, you advise you not to take the idea of ​​​​forcibly taking the house. I am order, you understand."