The lord smiled wryly. The smile was so beautiful and touching that everyone who saw it couldn't bear it.

It's a little strange to use the four words poignant, beautiful and touching on a man, but Feng Zhuoxi couldn't find another word to describe his expression just now.

"No news." The adult's voice was a little erratic and weak.

Xiaolong's crying was choked up, and it took him a while to say, "Don't be impatient, my lord. I'll continue looking for you later."

The adult smiled: "Yes, you are right, I will continue to look for it." [

"Then why is your lord coming back this time?" Xiaolong asked.

The adult touched Xiaolong's nose and said: "The council of elders is looking for me. The troubles here have been brought up. If I don't come back, I'm afraid everything here will suffer. I don't want you all, so I came back."

Xiaolong was a little happy: "We also went to look for adults for this matter. We thought we would wait at least half a year before reading the news here. Unexpectedly, we just ran into it. What a coincidence."

"You?" The adult raised his head and asked.

"Ah, didn't you see, my lord? Behind me are my lord's guests. They have my lord's token." Xiaolong said.

The adult floated up lightly, and stood on top of Xiaolong's head, only then did he see two humans standing here, a man and a woman.

He looked at Feng Zhuoxi lightly, his eyes began to appear in a trance, then he took another look, as if he couldn't believe his eyes, he closed them for a moment and then opened them again.

His eyes suddenly burst into dazzling brilliance, which was completely different from the sad and sad expression just now.

"Sweet girl!" The lord rushed over, Feng Zhuoxi didn't have time to react, so he hugged her upright.

"What are you doing?" Feng Zhuoxi's reaction was also very quick, she was about to push him away immediately, but was hugged tightly by him, not letting go at all.

"Master Creator God! Please let go of my wife!" Mu Jiu said coldly.

The adult's eyes are still shining: "What? What is your wife? She is a sweet girl, my wife!"

Xiaolong was a little confused: "My lord, she is not my wife, you can see clearly! She is a human woman! How could she be my wife? Are you confused, my lord?"

The lord would not let go of Feng Zhuoxi, he still stared into her eyes, and said firmly: "She is my wife! She is a sweet girl! I can see her soul, and her soul is not the property of this dimension , there is the imprint of Tianmei in it, she is Tianmei!"

Feng Zhuoxi's eyes were not friendly: "Are you the God of Creation?"

"I'm not a creator god, don't you remember? I'm Qi Yuan, and I'm your husband." The lord was so excited that he could hardly contain himself.

"I'm sorry, I don't know what Qiyuan is, and I don't know what sweet girl is. My name is Feng Zhuoxi, and I'm a human being. You've got the wrong person." Feng Zhuoxi said coldly: "Also, I've already made an appointment I've kissed, if you don't want to kiss me, please let me go."

The adult was stunned for a moment, and a look of bewilderment flashed across his face: "You are my wife, you are my sweet sister. We have known each other since we were young, how could I admit your soul?"

Feng Zhuoxi was actually a little strange in her heart, because the God of Creation could tell at a glance that the soul in her body did not belong to this space, and she herself knew that she did not, she was a person who traveled through time, and the soul was of course not original. [

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