After watching a war of gods that shocked the world and made ghosts and gods, Zi Yan and Zhitian, who were still scared, returned to the ground again.

When Zi Yan saw the peach garden built specifically for herself, the vigorous and ups and downs of fighting just now was swept away. As a woman, Zi Yan still felt that this peach garden was most suitable for her.

Zhitian changed into the heart pot that carried Zi Yan's joy in his heart in his hand, and looked at it expectantly, but it seemed that the battle that he seemed to be fighting was not enough to please Zi Yan.

"Zi Yan, I really didn't expect that you would be so indifferent to the battle just now. In the language of the human race in the future, you really have a heavy taste! However, if you feel unsatisfied with watching Fuxi fight, then who should I find to fight for you?" Zhitian seemed to be a little confused about the stagnation of the Heart Pot now.

"Zhitian, why do you have to take me to see someone else fight?" Zi Yan asked in confusion.

"Oh, that's because I went through 'no' to a peaceful era tens of years later. People there usually have entertainment, such as movies, games, books, and games. As long as it involves fighting, everyone is always cheering and excited. So I thought that humans would be happy as long as they watch people fight, but I don't know why the Heart Pot has not moved much now. Is it because your taste is too heavy?" Zhitian continued to think.

"Oh, it turns out that you took me to the battle for our 'happy plan'?" Zi Yan felt a little moved at this time. After all, Zhitian turned out that no matter what he did, it was for himself in the end.

At this moment, the energy of the Heart Pot in Zhitian's hand actually increased, which made Zhitian puzzled and asked: "It's obvious that there is nothing special about it now, but this Heart Pot has increased the scale itself. It's so strange! Zi Yan, do you know why?"

"It seems that Zhitian, you still need to spend more time on the world! Otherwise, you will not understand the thoughts of human beings, especially girls." Zi Yan pointed out Zhitian for a while.

"Well... Zi Yan, it seems you're right, so I'll go." After that, in the blink of an eye, Zhitian had already left this little family that had not yet been built and traveled around.

"Hey, do you 'masters' who rely on your ability to fly like to appear and see each other so much? Really... Forget it, 'Boss Xiong! Elder Xiong! And Uncle Limu! As fast as the order!'" In accordance with Zi Yan's call, these three heroic spirits really came to their feet, because Xiong's back was facing Zi Yan, with his hands under his dantian, and was doing the action of untiring his hands.

"Huh - what's going on with me?" Xiong Lao Er was very surprised, but it was not his fault. After all, a second ago, he should have been peeing under a tree, but why hadn't the faucet finished water yet, the scene in front of him changed, and it was still under a peach tree that contained poetry. Of course, since releasing water is a coherent act, he continued when he arrived here.

"Hey——————!" Zi Yan screamed in surprise when she saw this scene. This made Xiong Lao Er shudder and creepy all over her body. Of course, this also caused him to be at a loss and swing the water column back and forth artistically, forming a graceful and tortuous wave...

"Xiong Lao Er! Why do you always do this? Did you do nothing but do something else?" Zi Yan asked depressedly.

"Ahhhhhhhhhh..." This is a cry that a person standing and untied will definitely make after drainage every time. Although some people just shout in their hearts, as Zi Yan said, after doing the "Shu Chang's thing", Boss Xiong turned his long, light brown body and asked in confusion: "Miss Zi Yan, what do you mean by this every time?"

"Oh—! Forget it, don't think about it!" Zi Yan covered her temples with her hands, closed her eyes and shook her head hard, obviously trying to erase the image of Xiong Lao Er. It's no wonder. She recalled that when she was taken back, she lost her treasure after a stomachache, and this time she summoned her again, she still held magic weapons to water the flowers. If all this is a coincidence, what is the probability of summoning a hero in this state? The answer is obviously impossible! So with this logic of worshipping probability, if Xiong Lao Er is peeing at this time, then this is his usual routine, so Zi Yan thought that Xiong Lao Er was doing these things that make him feel comfortable all the time.

Please don’t bother me too much about this. The reason why I can come up with the above strange ideas is entirely because Zi Yan’s thoughts are very special. After all, I am the Great Saint Tianjian of the Taoist Zi Yan. Just looking at this title created by quotations, you can know that the high level of thinking among Miss Zi Yan is something that ordinary people can understand?

Fortunately, at least the more serious Uncle Li Mu and Boss Xiong were summoned together. This can indeed dispel all the strange things about the shocking second Xiong...

"Sister Zi Yan, this time you summon us out, is there anything you can do for you?" asked Li Mu, who was wrapped in a rune bandage all over his body.

"Haha, Uncle Limu is more reliable!" Zi Yan wanted to find a spiritual oasis.

"But Zi Yan, next time you want to summon us, try to add a dash after calling us a name '--', otherwise we will never have time to prepare if you suddenly become anxious and as fast as the rule." Li Mu told Zi Yan the opportunity to summon it with empathy. It turned out that like Xiong Lao Er, he was halfway through the task - putting on a bandage, and was suddenly called over, so the current state of Xiong Lao Er's peeing and Uncle Li Mu dressing up. Later, through teaching Zi Yan, she learned that this state is called - Incomplete Summoning...

Zi Yan was speechless, but she still said, "Okay...I have already recorded it deeply..."

"So Miss Zi Yan, what are you going to do this time?" Because something went wrong in the middle, Boss Xiong repeated the question just now.

"Huh? Do you have to do something like this when you come here? Then if I just want you to accompany me, shouldn't you be summoned?" Zi Yan asked.

"Of course not! Since we have signed a contract for the Yin and Yang of the Spirit with you, we will definitely be sent to you at any time." Li Mu said.

"That's good, as long as it doesn't affect you too much!" Zi Yan understood the rules.

"Hehe, yes, just add a dash before calling us. In addition, you can wait for your call." Li Mu wanted to smile at Zi Yan hard, but because his mouth was covered with runes, even though he was already extremely distorted and trying to express his smile and sticking his mouth wide, Zi Yan had not received this artistic conception at all.

"Then I'm going to trouble everyone! Can you help me build a beautiful big house with these quality woods?"

"Oh-! So that's it. Such things really need us strong men to do!" Xiong Lao Er happily accepted the request.

"But Miss Zi Yan, what should you build a big house?" said Boss Xiong.

"Wait for me! I'll draw it..." So Zi Yan began to design her own house with the "pencil" of the same origin on a thing called "paper" that was taken from the squad.

At this time, the heart pot suddenly began to rise rapidly. It turned out that being able to build this house could make Zi Yan's heart full of happiness. Although this house designed by herself would never have the blessing to be saved in the next tens of thousands of years, at least, this brick-by-tile, one-by-spin construction process deeply made Zi Yan feel the kind of happiness and satisfaction of creating real objects through her own labor for the first time in her life...

"Xiao Xin's heroic daughter's love, she wears a rosy and wears a rosy look forward to you. She is alone and she is waiting for you to see the world, holding clouds and carrying rain and mandarin ducks!"——Jiushan Sea
Chapter completed!