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

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

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, I think 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 still slap one hand to death...

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

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

"When you look at things, you always like to look at the surface. 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 if it is 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 hard to restrain this urgency.

Jucun 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 let the gods come out to beat Fang Fan...

But the **** envoy in front of me 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 clearly a problem!"

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

"Please! Kill him!"

Jucun Funeral hurriedly reminded loudly that the emissary must be dragged back!

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

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

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

Then he showed an extremely shameful look on his face!

damn it! How dare to fool him like this!

What is this trying to do? Insult him?

"Are you lying to me?"

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

"That little trick of yours...too immature!"

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

There is also a faint 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 unknowingly!"

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

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