Chapter 3422: none of my business

"Not to mention... 奚玥 now is much better than you think!"
Oh, under normal circumstances, you are now the first person below the gods!
Between the talks, 奚玥 and Shangguan Qingyun’s cockroaches have been entangled.
What made everyone shocked to be unable to speak was that the little girl who was only in her early twenties was the one who had become a tens of thousands of years old elders, and she did not weaken.
Moreover, as time went by, Shangguan Qingyun obviously began to be unable to support, and could not resist the embarrassing attack.
His body was bruised and bruised by the smashing sword.
It can be a white dress, but it is still very dirty.
The clothes are flying, the Jianguang dances, and the appearance is like a fairy, and the beauty makes people feel swaying, almost forgetting the eve of this evening.
Yan Yishan is full of gloom and does not want to believe what is happening in front of him.
He thought that this time, it’s a great achievement.
But now, but a cover of the effort, ten gods high-level demon, she was killed by nine.
Even Shangguan Qingyun is not her opponent.
How can this be? ! How can a human being, a human being only in his twenties, have such strength?
Yan Yishan turned and ran, he must not fall to the same end with the blood prison demon.
"Where do you want to go?" A clear, clear voice sounded.
The little red bird swayed in front of the Yiyi Mountain, and the claws were lifted up and stepped down.
"Ah!" Yan Yishan made a mourning and fell to the ground, suffering.
The little red bird snorted. "I want to sneak away from the enemy with my aunt and squat. When I re-emphasize that the bird does not exist?"
When the little red bird caught the Yiyi Mountain, the battle on the other side came to an end.
The sword of Sui Shuijian pierced the dantian of Shangguan Qingyun, and the fiery flame suddenly picked up, burning the body of Dantian and the soul.
The face of the original wood without any expression, at this moment, seems to have something touched, revealing a detached expression.
The vicissitudes of the eyes looked at you as if looking at the ultimate hope of the gods.
The hoarse old voice spit out from his mouth. "The saint, please save the gods... the gods, only by you!"
The lips are squirming, and the smile is cold and indifferent. "Why should I save the gods? When you design my lover to break into the nose, I said, I can't wait for you to give him all the funeral."
The gratification on Shangguan Qingyun’s face turned into endless pain and embarrassment, and the turbid tears flowed from his eyes.
The gods...the gods will collapse...the humans will perish, I became the sinners of the ages...all of me... it's all me……"
With a sneer, there is no sympathy for his embarrassment. "The gods are not destroyed, they have nothing to do with me, but humans will not perish. Like these selfish interests in your domain, you think that the scum of the superior will die, humans will only welcome Come to a new life, better."
"Welcome to a new life... Better!" Shangguan Qingyun muttered, as if confused, but also as hope.
Suddenly, his face smiled with a sudden realization, and whispered in a low voice: "It turns out that it is so... This is the true meaning of the heavens. The collapse of the gods does not mean that humanity will perish, but humans will live better." ...hahaha, great...humanity won’t go out..."