Divine System of the Strongest Card Supplier in the End Times

Fang Fan's indifferent voice came, and the word Zhuji was immediately transmitted to the depths of the soul of the God of Du'e in a comprehensive way of oppression.

Everything has shown its truest appearance.

"Yes... Master, I dare not... I dare not... I dare not..."

The **** of Du'e made a humble voice, and at this moment he was really a little bit shy.

The more I think about it, the more I feel that there is really too much involved in this matter.

Fear and horror are also normal situations.

Almost, he was completely eliminated in this world.

A generation of true gods will be destroyed directly!

"go!"

"I helped you solve the problem of rooting out the seed of God in your sea of ​​knowledge!"

Fang Fan looked at Chu Sisi and said immediately.

"Master, this... this is the seed of the **** that the Calamity God personally placed, even in my heyday, I might not be able to take it out unscathed..."

"So Master..."

The voice of the God of Du'e gradually lowered. At this moment, he naturally did not dare to make any moths. This time was purely a reminder.

"You mean, this god's seed can't be taken out yet?"

"What is the mystery of this seed of god?"

Fang Fan asked again.

"Master, this seed of the **** has already penetrated into her sea of ​​consciousness when the lord...mother accepted the inheritance of the disaster god, and has even become one with her sea of ​​consciousness..."

"If you want to take out the seed of the gods, you even need to destroy the mistress's sea of ​​consciousness..."

"In this way, even if the mistress survives, maybe she will only be a useless person in the future..."

"Hmm...Master, I really didn't lie this time, it's all true..."

"And once you fail to pick the seeds of the gods, you may even be affected, Master..."

The God of Du'e reminded again.

It is necessary to care about everything involved.

"Fang Fan, forget it... forget it!"

"I'm fine now!"

"At least until the seed of the gods grows, my cultivation level can continue to improve..."

"I can still help you and stay with you, I'm satisfied!"

Chu Sisi blinked, looking rather optimistic.

"As your cultivation speed increases, the faster the seed of the gods will take root and germinate, and the time you will be seized will be closer."

"This is a time bomb after all!"

"This time bomb must be cleaned up as soon as possible!"

"Others, you don't need to care now, but this matter must be done as soon as possible!"

"Go! I'll take you to a place!"

Fang Fan squinted his eyes and immediately took Chu Sisi's hand and walked into the small world of Chutian Pavilion.

"Um?"

"Where is this?"

"We... aren't we in Guangming Academy?"

"This is not our Guangming Academy..."

"Fang Fan..."

Chu Sisi looked at the thatched cottages around him, and was stunned.

This is like a paradise. The more you look at it, the more incredible it is.

Inexplicably feel a little strange.

"This is a small world?"

"Master, how can you have a small world?"

"I have never owned such a small world with perfect rules..."

"At least this is a small world that a true **** can have..."

"The small world created by false gods and quasi gods cannot be so real..."

"Master, you..."

"Are you also the reincarnation of the true god?"

"Master, which fallen **** are you?"

The **** of Duer controls the purple-red flame to jump up and down.

This wave is panic, really panic.

As he spoke, his voice changed.

If... if it is a true god, then the **** slave contract is officially signed, and then it can't be torn up, then the **** of his rescue will really become Fang Fan's **** slave.

It was originally just a stopgap measure, how...how did you put yourself in...

When I thought of this, the God of Doe seemed to be in a terrible mood!

How could it become like this!

"you are God?"

"Then I kissed the gods?"

"Am I a woman of the gods?"

Chu Sisi came to a wave of three questions from the soul, and then couldn't help but look back and forth on Fang Fan.

Fang Fan: "..."

Thinking too much.

"This is the small world I accidentally got before..."

"Don't think too much."

Fang Fan shrugged and said helplessly.

"Oh……"

"Fortunately, you are not a god, otherwise I feel so far away from you!"

"Then I will not be equal to you in the future!"

"Humph! Then I feel stressed when I kiss you!"

Chu Sisi's eyes rolled, and then he was serious.

Fang Fan couldn't help but shook his head.

What is in this woman's mind?

Isn't this... tiring?

Let's talk about this problem one after another.

Fang Fan rubbed his forehead, looking helpless.

Speechless at the moment.

The **** of Doe in the purple-red fireworks immediately relieved his heart.

Fortunately... Fortunately, I think too much.

As long as Fang Fan is not a true god, then he still has a chance to comeback.

"But... but even if he is not a true god, the chance of me being able to come back is very slim..."

"This guy is so weird!"

"It seems that there are countless hole cards..."

"The huge sun in the sea of ​​knowledge..."

"And this small world with complete rules."

"There is a ladder that the gods will not invade..."

"Any one is out of the billions."

"But he has everything."

"Is this the son of luck? All weather fortunes have come to him?"

"If I take away the son of luck, will all weather fortunes kill me in an instant?"

"Otherwise, I will treat him as a **** slave. Anyway, I used to be a **** slave to the calamity god. At that time, he was not much different from a **** slave..."

"Being a **** slave to the children of the weather, maybe my future and destiny will be different in the future."

"Want to fly together, even if my path is good, maybe in the future I will still be able to take advantage of the great fortune from the children of luck, and I will be able to jump all the way along, even stronger than the previous heyday..."

The eyes of the God of Du'e rolled, and countless messy thoughts suddenly appeared in his brain.

The more I think, the more urgent, the more I think, the more excited, and gradually, the thinking starts to become chaotic.

"How can I have this idea?"

"I'm a true god, did I just give in like this?"

"what……"

"What the **** is going on with this **** now, is it possible that the signing of this **** slave contract still has the ability to lower the mind?"

"How messy is in this mind now..."

The God of Du'e shook his head quickly, then exhaled a suffocating breath, slowly removed the thoughts in his brain, and gradually fell into brief contemplation.

If this continues, he might really treat himself as a **** slave.

This kind of habitual awareness is really too strong.

Just like when he called Fang Fan the master at the beginning, it was a bit awkward.

I'm used to addressing now, and it's really uncomfortable for him to change another name.