"You...who are you..."

"You are obviously weak... not strong..."

Divine Envoy Zhuifeng widened his eyes subconsciously and looked at Fang Fan so excitedly, the excitement in his eyes was obvious.

From his point of view, all this is incredible, and there is even an unparalleled sense of fucking...

A seven-star awakened person, ranting in front of him?

Just such an ant, let alone his heyday, even now, he can slap to death with one hand...

But this weak ant is so calm, obviously... there is a problem!

"Hehe... how else do you say you have a flaw in your mood?"

"I always like to look at the surface when looking at things, this is your biggest weakness!"

"Sad!"

"Originally, you could condense the godhead, ignite the fire, and become the true god, but now, the best opportunity is abruptly eliminated!"

"If you continue to be muddled like this, even me, I won't be able to do anything!"

Fang Fan looked sad, as if he was really feeling sad for this god...

"You...you mean, you can help me...help me condense the godhead? Light the fire? I still have a chance?"

Huifeng looked at Fang Fan with trembling hands, and his excitement was beyond words. At this moment, it was difficult to restrain this sense of urgency.

Ju Cun Suici looked at the conversation between Fang Fan and the envoy with a dazed expression, and felt that the style of painting was wrong...

This is so Modi... he asked the gods to come out and beat Fang Fan...

But the **** envoy has a tendency to be biased...

This look of inexplicable excitement...who is it for?

How do you look at these two people in front of you, as if they fit together better?

Is this special modi still my ambassador to East England?

Seeing that his own envoy was at risk of being abducted, the village burial time suddenly became anxious.

"My Lord God Envoy! You must not be deceived by this guy in front of you! He and I are all ants! The humblest ants!"

"If he really understands that, why is he still so spicy now? This is obviously...this is obviously a problem!"

"Hurry up and kill him! Save him from slandering here!"

"Please! Kill him!"

Jucun Funeral hurriedly reminded loudly that he must be dragged back!

His ten-star dragon and lion knight army had been instigated before... Is this the same for the envoy now?

There is a feeling of crying without tears in the village.

Hearing the loud screams of the village burial times, the **** envoy chasing the wind shook subconsciously, and the whole person instantly woke up.

Then his face showed extreme shame!

damn it! How dare to fool him like this!

What is this trying to do? Insult him?

"Are you lying to me?"

"Sly ant, do you really think I can't tell?"

"That bit of your trick...too immature!"

Chasing the wind snorted, his tone revealed a trace of unwillingness...

There is also a slight sense of loss at this moment...

If... If all of this is true, does he really have the opportunity to become a true God?

If that were the case, how good it would be!

The desire to become a true **** makes her obsessed with the wind.

"silly!"

"Can you tell if it's true or not?"

"The deity kindly reminded you a few words, but he was still confused and unconscious!"

"If that's the case, then I won't say much!"

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