My Hair Can Create a Demon Country

Chen Weizhu's heart shook violently.

The heaven and the earth all have the same force, and the hero is not free when transported away.

This sentence literally translates as:

When the times are in hand, it seems that the world and the earth are working together,

Once the great luck is gone, even heroes can hardly be free.

This short sentence has already described the life experience of a universe emperor:

The times make heroes, and when the times come, you can ride the wind, and the world is all your help, let yourself reach the top and become a stalwart emperor for a long time and cosmic era,

When the fate is gone, the fate is gone, the former hero is no longer free, and is gradually abandoned by fate, becoming an abandoned child.

God wants to kill you, you have to die!

"Shipping a hero is not free."

Chen Weizhu also sighed, "Freedom and decay go the same way, I understand..."

The two left this mortal planet directly, and went for a walk around to see the Buddhist civilization everywhere. They couldn't help feeling extremely prosperous. It was the hairstyle that made the two girls unbearable.

After walking around, they relaxed a lot, returned to the heavenly courtyard, and sat down again in a gazebo.

"This is the closest thing to freedom."

Chen Nianzi looked serious, poured a cup of tea, and said in a low voice: "If we give up, we will have no freedom in the future. We are like those former gods, living in the manipulation and manipulation of the great trend. Go with the flow, go with the waves, and go with the waves.”

This kind of life, the two of them do not want to see,

Now it is not for power, but for the real freedom of the two, for real living, not for being puppets.

"Then, shall we confront them head-on?" Chen Weizhu was somewhat convinced.

"You have to fight once. If you don't even fight, then you are really not reconciled." Chen Nianzi took a deep breath, picked up a suona, and played with it in his hand, "Then after we relax and go back, Let’s start planning and preparing for battle.”

"Okay." Chen Weizhu nodded.

"We have to hurry, the longer we delay, the more disadvantageous we will be!" Chen Nianzi said: "We have to fight the opponent as soon as possible!"

...

Time flies, and another three years have passed.

The entire Amiro Heaven moved quickly, preparing for the battle in an all-round way, to search for the specific location of the opponent.

pity...

"Can't find it again?"

Chen Nianzi took a deep breath, paced back and forth in the heavenly court, his expression became more and more gloomy, "They are really incredible, such a huge heavenly court, such a huge monster, can hide without a trace, and they are playing hide and seek with us again? In the blind spot of your vision?"

It's outrageous!

The other party has no intention of fighting them head-on.

Before, the other party seemed to have opened the full picture hanging, but now such a huge heaven is still opening the full picture hanging!

A heavenly court is avoiding them!

In fact,

The other party can run away, the monk can't run away from the temple,

It is outrageous for such a huge heaven to be able to run. The forces under his command, the planets ruled, and civilizations must not run away, right?

Naturally, they can't run away, and they all stay where they are.

However, he couldn't use this as a threat, or even attack those innocent people,

That would be real decay,

If I don't stand on the moral high ground at all, it will only leave a stigma.

"The initiative is in their hands." Chen Nianzi sighed, feeling very uncomfortable in her heart, "I will pass on my will, and our entire army will take it back. We will also start to prepare for the battle with all our strength, study the tactics, and wait for them to come and meet us. decisive battle."

"It can only be head-to-head, which is better than hard power."

Chen Weizhu also nodded, "They are saving up, and when they reach their peak, they will naturally come to us."

Fu Qingjun looked at these two people, and sighed in his heart. As a national teacher, he suddenly lost his interest. He shook his head in his heart and said, "It's difficult, the general trend, how do you resist? The Son of Destiny is not something you can move whenever you want."

"People are playing steadily, and they won't give you any chance."

Even, Fu Qingjun didn't plan to fight with the small trumpet anymore,

no need,

Was abused?

I have been weakened so much that most of my rules and background have been used as wedding dresses for Xiao Trump, how can I fight?

As the mastermind behind the scenes, it is enough to admit defeat. If you are tired of playing with the small speakers, you will naturally give up the seat to yourself.

Fu Qingjun chose to believe in the little speaker,

The little trumpet has played enough to give way, and she is still that silly girl, and she won by herself.

The little trumpet refused, and was completely confused by the way of heaven, so he lost.

As a human emperor, it is not the battle that requires the game of heaven, but the small trumpet.

Both parties bet on Xiao Horn to see whether Xiao Horn will choose the indifferent way of heaven or the way of humanity with emotion in the end.

"Look at the end of the little trumpet, whether it is rotten or not!"

"However, I don't believe Xiao Trumpet's salty fish personality. The way of heaven can really bend her."

Fu Qingjun's expression calmed down, "The war between the gods is not a competitive hand-to-hand combat, like a street fight like ordinary people, but a calculation of the general trend of the world, using Go."

Street fights, fist to flesh?

It's just ridiculous.

Even the emperor of an ordinary planet will not end in person, but calculate the overall situation and play with the influence of the situation, let alone the overlords who are high above the long river of time?

This final battle has basically come to an end.

If the sky wants to destroy Amiro's heavenly court, they will have to die.

....

time flies.

Another millennium.

The thousand years have passed quietly,

The heavens and the universe on both sides seem to be non-interfering, and they are both developing silently.

If outsiders don't know, they may even think that the two sides have signed a peace agreement to rule the universe together.

In the heavenly court of the Immortal World-Honored One,

Little Trumpet lives in the wine pool and meat forest, and lives happily every day, eating, drinking, playing and playing suona everywhere, very happy!

And Qin Hong has become the agent of the entire Heavenly Court, and he was very confused, "If anyone saw this scene, everyone would think that this emperor is the most corrupt and lewd tyrant, right?"

This little trumpet makes decisions for them with his butt every day, and then he doesn't care about things.

The most outrageous thing is that the decisions made by the little speakers are very coincidental, and they are the best decisions by chance.

Let them fully see the great horror of the immortal king of the universe!

They all sighed:

That's okay too?

Oh my god, do you spoil her too much?

The little trumpet is worthy of being the child of destiny, a little girl who gathers all the loves of the universe!

"Cough cough cough."

"Worthy of being the god of blindness and ignorance, the most indescribable super-intelligent emperor in the universe, a big smart little trumpet."

Tang Meng was also dumbfounded, and said in a small voice: "This is probably returning to the basics, looking decadent, playing suona, eating, smoking and drinking, and burning hair. In fact, we know that the little trumpet is a good emperor."