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Did you laugh today?

The birthday of the God of Slaughter is indeed a big day. Not long after leaving, Feng Aoran saw many strange races, including those with scales, some with horns on their heads, and elves with pointed ears and wings behind them.

"The God of Killing is really patient, finding so many races to let in." Feng Aoran looked at the flow of people around her with emotion, and suddenly looked in one direction. She clearly felt something, but there was nothing there.

A familiar figure.

"What's wrong, what are you looking at?" Nuo'er looked up at Feng Aoran, who shook his head: "It's nothing, I always feel a familiar aura, maybe I'm too sensitive."

Mo Yu glanced at Feng Aoran, and then followed her gaze. There were only a few people there, including Natasha and his two servants, and a man. Mo Yu also felt a sense of familiarity.

The smell was there, but it couldn't be confirmed.

"The patriarch is here." Nuo'er shouted. Mo Yu and Feng Aoran both looked back at the high platform in front of them. Today, they are wearing a gorgeous purple brocade robe with golden snakes and chrysanthemums embroidered on the brocade robe, corresponding to the symbol of killing.

The sky-swallowing and earth-shattering beast and the mythical beast Ba Snake beside God.

"Sure enough, a person depends on his clothes. I'm dressed quite decently today." Feng Aoran sighed in praise, and Nuo'er covered her mouth and smiled.

"He was a handsome young man at the time of his death, but it's a pity that this guy is a lunatic. Once he has strength, he doesn't enjoy it or get a wife. He studies how to improve his strength every day, and wants to challenge the Lord God every day. As a result, this young man has become a sloppy uncle. But he is strong but

It was just bad luck that I kicked the iron plate when I challenged the Lord God and was exiled by the God of Slaughter, but it still counts.

It's a kind of experience, right? The God of Slaughter made a promise to him that he would not be locked up here forever. Even if the God of Slaughter dies, he will have the opportunity to leave, but it depends on whether he can seize the opportunity.

"Nuo'er said, her eyes lingering on Feng Aoran for a moment, giving her a thoughtful look, and then looking away again.

"Everyone, please be quiet. I am honored that the birthday of the God of Slaughter will be held in our Shenlong tribe again. This time the divine descent is still the same as usual. It will be decided through a competition. The winner in the end will be rewarded with the divine descent."

As soon as the final words were said, there was already a scene of jubilation below, with everyone shouting excitedly, "God has come, God has come, God has come..."

Countless cheers rolled in one wave after another like a tidal wave. Feng Aoran looked at everything in front of him in surprise. Mo Yu was obviously frightened, and turned around and asked: "Nuo'er, what is a divine descent?

"

When Feng Aoran heard Mo Yu ask this question, he turned to look at Nuo'er. Nuo'er glanced at the two of them helplessly. Two large white papers were really troublesome: "God's descent is God's grace, which is the gift of God every year."

From time to time, some artifacts or other treasures will be dropped. Of course, this is just a promise made by the God of Slaughter to the people in the God of Slaughter Realm. Otherwise, these people would have little hope of living."

"Hasn't the God of Slaughter already fallen? Who else will show his favor?" Feng Aoran didn't understand. The God of Slaughter has fallen for a long time. Is there anyone who can help?" Feng Aoran was very puzzled. Everyone was confused.

She didn't think anyone would remember to send a god to such a space. She thought she was Margaret at first, but then she just emerged from the egg not long ago.

"Do you think a god would remember these little things? What's more, a dominant god like the God of Slaughter, how could he remember such little things? When we made the agreement, the God of Slaughter had already integrated the gods into the rules of the old man's world.

Treasures will naturally descend before the time when the gods descend. As long as this space is immortal, these rules will not change."

"So magical." Feng Aoran sighed. She has become a god and has a certain understanding of the laws. However, she knows too little and it is difficult to understand such a profound thing as using the rules of heaven and earth to create the world.

Nuo'er looked up into the distance and suddenly saw a familiar face in the crowd. A smile appeared on her lips and she said to Feng Aoran and Mo Yu: "I saw an acquaintance. I'll leave for a while. You guys

Don't wander around, there will be a competition for the gods to descend in a moment, you can just take a look, and you will be exempted from participating."

After Nuo'er finished speaking, she walked towards the crowd on her short legs.

On one side of the high platform, a woman with green hair stood alone in an open space, her eyes were full of indifference, and she seemed not to care about the noisy crowd in front of her, but occasionally there was a hint of loneliness in her eyes. She looked up

The sky, white clouds are floating, and the sky is blue, everything is very beautiful, but this world is like a cage, everything is a game of the Lord God.

"Lokis." A gentle female voice sounded. Lokis, who was still in a daze, immediately woke up. She turned to look at the source of the voice and immediately bowed respectfully. A gentle force quickly lifted her up.

stand up.

"Master...Master." Lochis spoke subconsciously, and quickly changed her words when she saw Nuoer's expression. Her attitude was very frightening, as if the Nuoer in front of her was terrifying in her eyes.

"Why do you regret it? I can see that you don't like this place very much." Nuo'er sat casually on a piece of bluestone, and it was hard to tell what she was thinking.

Luo Qisi looked at Nuo'er, bit her lip and finally made up her mind. She shook her head and said: "Of course I won't regret the choice I made back then. It's just that life like this is too painful. I can't see Qiluo every day.

One day I felt like a zombie."

"I'm still not willing to give in. Why did I have to disobey her back then?" Nuo'er shook his head, then changed the subject and said, "Want to go out?"

Lochis was startled, and there was a glimmer of hope in her eyes. She believed that as Nuo'er, he would never say such words casually to tease her. She nodded quickly and asked in disbelief: "

Is there really a chance? I have tried many ways to break open this space, but the space here is more stable than the God Realm. Let alone breaking it, I can't even tear a trace of space."

"The opportunity is here, let's see if you can seize it. Soon the Slaughter God Realm will be in chaos. Then it depends on how you choose. This time it's not just about leaving the Slaughter God Realm. Do the right thing and choose your future.

It will also be bright. That’s all I have to say. The competition over there is fast.

It's about to start, are you interested in going to see it together?" Nuo'er looked at the arena that had been set up, jumped off the bluestone, and Luo Qisi followed her naturally. At this time, her face was filled with emotion.

Smile, being able to leave, even if there is only a slight chance, is a great thing for her.

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