"Well." Athena, who placed her little hand in front of her eyes and blocked the power of the true god, looked at Zheng Shuanglong and the Lord of the Box Court, and was a little envious.

This sacred light, the light containing endless power of the law, can only be exerted by the true god-level existence. Even if Athena is a false kingdom of God, she can also use the divine light, but light is completely different from light. Ordinary people may not be able to distinguish it, but can Athena still deceive herself?

This kind of sacred to pure glory and this kind of beautiful gathering in the world can only be used and possessed by the true god.

However, what makes people mock it is that the most sacred light in this river of fantasy is the holy light that can heal all things, and it is also the light of destruction that kills all things.

Is everything going against the extreme? Is the ultimate light the darkness? Looking at the scene that reached the extreme, Athena thought in surprise.

Zheng Shuanglong's hand gently tapped on the forehead of the Lord of the Box Court. The power of the true god was flowing, the light was shining, and the holy aura was spreading in the hall. Even this aura had already passed through the hall, shining in the starry sky, and shining in the entire box court.

The light shining on the box courtyard that can be compared to the sun, the light, healing light, and the sacred light brought a miracle to the box courtyard. No matter what kind of injuries they have suffered, no matter what kind of injuries they have or how heavy the injuries are, they are all healed under this glory.

The little bit of breath that spreads can create such a great miracle. Then, the Lord of the Box Court, who has enjoyed almost all the healing light, naturally woke up slowly from his sleep.

After all, with the help of another true god, no matter how heavy the injury is, it will not be a problem.

Slowly opened the dark blue pupils, the Lord of the box looked at Zheng Shuanglong, who was reaching out and nodding his head, and said in a weak voice with a confused look on his face: "Bully...betray...people..."

Hearing such completely disagreeable words from the Lord of the Box Court. Even though the Lord of the Box Court is really cute now, Zheng Shuanglong couldn't help but twitch his face, and he almost couldn't help but knock on the Lord of the Box Court's head without a punch.

Is this girl sleeping in a mess, or she hasn't woken up, or she has overslept? Should such words really be taken by a true god? Is this cute and cute loli who is not much better than Zuojiang? Is she really a true god? You can't make a mistake. Zheng Shuanglong really has the urge to complain to the weak Lord of the Box Court.

If it weren't for the fact that the spiritual mark was really felt in the little loli in front of him, perhaps Zheng Shuanglong would have thought that the little rabbit who was pushed aside by him was a real god. At least, that rabbit shouldn't be so confused.

Zheng Shuanglong, whose mouth twitched, had a forced smile on his face, which was extremely terrifying, and a smile that made people look absolutely ferocious. He said to the Lord of the Box Court: "Where did you see that I was bullying someone..."

Retracted slightly, his weak body, looked timidly at Zheng Shuanglong, who was ferocious and black-blooded, and the Lord of the Box Court said carefully but reveledly: "All..."

OK. When the Lord of the Box Court finished his words, Zheng Shuanglong's face was really dark, even darker than Zhang Fei and Bao Gong. He could compete with the black people.

Now Zheng Shuanglong believes that the Lord of the Box Court was definitely beaten and must have been confused when he was sleeping. He must not be a real god.

How could there be such a slag-like true god? It would be fine if it was weak, but it looked so alive. How could it be a true god? I would return the previous terrifying plot against people's hearts and insight into the influence of the soul.

Rather than believing that the little loli in front of him is a true god, Zheng Shuanglong would rather believe that the little white rabbit who was also seriously injured before was a true god. At least, that rabbit would not make Zheng Shuanglong crazy.

"All..." Zheng Shuanglong, who had grinding his teeth and a black face, forced a smile and said, "Everything is definitely your illusion. Haven't you noticed that I'm helping you? Haven't you noticed that I'm treating your injuries...!"

"Treatment?" But he looked at Zheng Shuanglong's lord of the box court, tilted his head, and said in a low voice with a confused look on his face: "Am I injured?"

Zheng Shuanglong was really speechless about the Lord of the Box Court.

Now Zheng Shuanglong can be sure that the Lord of the Box Court was beaten to death, and his soul was severely damaged, and he didn't even understand the most basic things.

Otherwise, you won’t be unable to feel the situation in your body.

You know, the Lord of the Box Court is now receiving treatment from Zheng Shuanglong, and I can't even feel this situation. Zheng Shuanglong really doesn't know how to treat the Lord of the Box Court.

However, no matter what, just keep the kindness of the Lord of the Box Court clear. As for the rest, you really don’t have to care about it. There is no need to care about the Lord of the Box Court’s opinions, as long as the facts have happened.

Just make up for the corner of the wall of the lord of the last box dig, and it will be fine. At most, nine out of three out of three, and a little more.

Resisting the urge to knock on the head of the box court, Zheng Shuanglong endured the urge to kill in his heart and asked: "Can you ask, do you know your name?"

"Name, what is that? Is my name? I don't know at all?" Hearing Zheng Shuanglong's question, the Lord of the Box Court narrowed his eyes and thought seriously for a while, and then said with a cute and cute smile on his face.

"Okay, I understand. What you need to treat is not only the body, but also the mind. Unfortunately, the only thing I can help is the body. As for IQ issues, it depends on you. Although, no matter what, you are very unreliable." Zheng Shuanglong said with a helpless smile on his face.

"Bully..." He covered his head with his little hands, hugged his head on the throne of faith, and squatted in defense.

"Well, if you really want to think I'm a bully, then I'll really bully you." Zheng Shuanglong, who felt that healed the heavy injury of the Lord of the Box Court, took back his hand on the Lord of the Box Court, rubbed his fingers, made a terrifying sound, and said seriously.

"Well, don't bully me." The weak leader of the box court said whimpering.

"Anxiety, I'm not interested in bullying you." Looking at the cute little loli, Zheng Shuanglong said helplessly. What's the point of bullying the little loli? Zheng Shuanglong really can't do it. Of course, there is no cute existence.

"Really?" The Lord of the Box Court asked weakly because of his little hand covering his head.

"Really, the cause and effect are due to it. What happened next depends on your own. I guess I won't meet again in the future." Zheng Shuanglong picked up Athena and said seriously to the Lord of the Box Court.
Chapter completed!