A Genius and a God Fell In Love

On weekdays, she is most afraid of pain. In the game, fear overcomes pain, and it is not until now that she feels it.

The chicken **** was too disgusting. She cut a corner of her clothes with scissors and wiped the chicken **** on her back.

Neither of the next two spoke.

Maybe it was too quiet and the atmosphere was a bit depressing. The girl took the initiative to find a topic to break the silence.

"The black cloth damaged by the guard beast is all restored."

"Yes, the previous ones are all restored."

And the deity who restored the black cloth, looked at the rags flying like snow and sighed in distress.

"Sure enough, there should be a rule that NPCs are not allowed to destroy game props, and these children are too lively."

The Nine Heavens Sanskrit sound was illusory and illusory, his appearance dispelled the gloomy cold in the maze.

Divine light floods the sky, peaceful and quiet.

After a battle is over, this picture can easily calm the inner anxiety and boiling.

Zhao Feiyuan lay on the ground and closed her eyes to rest, while Nangongnan was bending one leg, staring at people not far away.

A light gold robe is radiant, with floating clouds, and the blue silk is like ink, and the body is elegant.

Seen from the back, it is a fairy **** who is not stained with red dust and is out of reach.

When he turned around, he was fascinating and fascinated.

And when he speaks—

"Human child, your sight makes me feel hot."

South of Nangong: "..."

When he spoke, she wanted to squeeze a fist.

Sven scum is undoubtedly.

The restorer raised his hand and restored a tattered black cloth before turning around.

The well-knotted fingers pushed the glasses, and the five rings were shining brightly.

The expression on his face still belongs to the compassion and tolerance of the gods and Buddhas. Nangongnan asked, "Why are you wearing glasses?"

The restorer said: "I am short-sighted."

South of Nangong: "..."

After all the black cloths were repaired, he walked over.

There seems to be a stream of light floating while walking, and there are obviously dark and terrifying giant cloths around him, but his whole body is warm and peaceful, like a quiet temple.

He stopped in front of Nangong South, looked down at her slightly, and said, "I'm really worried that you won't be able to survive the backlash of the spying heaven."

He frowned lightly, as if he was really worried about her.

South of Nangong: "..."

Isn't it you deliberately?

As if he understood the girl's expression, the restorer stretched out a finger and nodded her forehead. The action was intimate, but it didn't make people feel ambiguous.

Because Nangongnan saw tolerance and kindness in his eyes.

God's kindness.

He said: "Everything in the world has rules, and the rules of the game are clear and rigorous. If you detect a secret, you will naturally suffer the consequences."

He is like a luminous **** and Buddha, full of divinity and tolerance.

She was like an elder, patiently teaching her the laws of the world.

Seeing the girl's slightly innocent eyes, he raised his hand and pressed her little head.

He sighed: "Such a weak and simple human child has rushed all the way down. I am both admired and pitiful. There are still more than four hours. It is really not easy.

The corner of Nangongnan's mouth twitched, and her violent temper had already crushed him on the ground.

The restorer straightened up and smiled at her in the shining light: "Good luck, poor child."

Shenguang evacuated, and the damp and gloomy Senran instantly filled the place.

Nangong Nanbei bit her lower lip, clenched her small fist and hammered it on the floor a few times, awakening Zhao Feiyuan.