"Feng Ling, don't go too far!" Luo Hua said angrily with a gloomy face.
Was this woman coming for the magic weapons behind him from the beginning?
Song Jiao stood up, raised her right index finger and made a shushing gesture. The next second, she reached out and grabbed Luo Hua's clothes, saying sternly, "Why? You didn't think it was excessive when you were using it, but now that you're paying for it, you think this Supreme God is going too far?"
The next second, her eyes were red. "Too much bullying? When you took the Marrow Cleansing Grass and forced me to give you the Marrow Cleansing Grass or ignore me, wasn't that too much bullying? Every time you used the little affection I had for you to take away the elixir I had been refining for three hundred years, didn't you think that was too much bullying?"
"When you forced me to change my bones for your disciple, didn't you think it was too much?"
"It's because I was blind at the time that I thought we grew up together and there was still that kind of affection between us, but is that a reason for you to treat me badly?"
Song Jiao raised her head and laughed out loud. The next second, she pinned Luo Hua to the ground and beat him violently, using a tool that could seal divine power for three days. "Just because I like you, do I deserve this? And the Emperor? If I hadn't helped you get the position of Emperor, would you be able to have the glory you have today?"
"Fuck you! I went looking for connections just because you said you wanted to benefit the Immortal Realm. Do you really think you got the position of Emperor on your own merits? You're a good cook, right? You seem to be quite good at exaggerating things!"
"Then when you're a human, can't you just try to act like one? Why do you have to pretend to be a dog?"
As she spoke, Song Jiao's punches on Luo Hua became harder and harder. If the restrictions had not been lifted, he would probably be dead now.
Qingya stood aside, her jaw dropping in shock. Was the High God's curses a little too foul today? It was simply unbearable to watch.
"It doesn't matter if you're empty-headed, the key is to keep it out of the way! Even if it's waterlogged, you still think you're so humorous? You want to use these things I can easily make to pay off your debts? Did your father give you the courage?"
After the beating, Luo Hua's face was bruised and swollen, and he couldn't even move his body.
Taking advantage of this gap, Song Jiao pulled off everything on his body, leaving only a pair of shorts, and even took away his natal sword.
At this moment, she finally felt refreshed and the world seemed beautiful.
Go crazy for no reason, and life will become more and more relaxed!
There is absolutely nothing wrong with this statement.
"God, what should we do with this man?" Qingya covered her face, not daring to look at Luo Hua, who was only wearing a pair of shorts. When did the God become so cruel?
Although it’s really cool to watch this process, what should people do now?
Song Jiao put away the male protagonist's three storage bags and glanced at Luo Hua, "You decide. Have someone throw it directly at the entrance of the Emperor's Palace! Don't dirty the ground here."
Tuanzi looked at the male protagonist with sympathy. Vicious! It was so vicious. The host was becoming less and less human.
Qingya swallowed and called the guards guarding the door. The two were stunned when they saw Luo Hua. Was this still the emperor who was high above and conquered the three realms?
What evil things did he do to deserve being stripped naked?
They looked at Song Jiao with puzzlement, then at Qingya, and finally threw the person in front of the door of the Emperor's Palace as instructed.
For the first time, gossip about the Emperor spread in the fairy world.
Rumor has it that Emperor Luo Hua was forced to give himself to the Supreme God Feng Ling because he could not pay back the money.
Some people also speculated that the Emperor would rather die than surrender, so even if he was beaten to death, he would not be with the Goddess Fengling, so he gave everything he had to the Goddess Fengling.
There is something even more outrageous, saying that the Emperor wanted to use his body to pay the debt, but because the Goddess Fengling did not accept it, he was beaten up.
Various versions emerge one after another.
Song Jiao, who was the center of gossip, was sitting leisurely in the main hall of the Glazed Palace, sorting out the magic weapons and various herbs she got from the male protagonist.
Glancing at the clothes in the corner, she slowly said, "Qingya, give these three fairy clothes to the guards at the door and have them wear them. As for the other things, have the fairies and immortals from the Glazed Palace come and get them."
As for the hero's weapon, it is a good thing. In the later period, he can kill gods with one sword. However, he has no way to awaken the sword spirit to play its role now, so she naturally wants to keep this good thing.
"Let's send the rest to the auction house! Tell them to do with it as they please, just pay them."
Qingya's eyes widened. She couldn't find any words to describe her shock.
Luxury, so luxurious!
Almost everyone in the Liuli Palace now has a magic weapon that can be used by gods, as well as all kinds of good things, which are simply the envy of others.
Many people secretly went to find Qingya, wanting to ask if Liuli Palace still needed anyone.
You can do anything.
Song Jiao took the God-Slaying Sword and went to the end of the world. No matter how she called out, the sword spirit refused to come out.
She was not too anxious. Instead, she found a fruit tree and lay directly on the trunk, holding a jar of wine in her hand and drinking it leisurely. Not far away, the sword was still hitting the rocky cliff, making a "clang clang clang" sound.
The sword spirit had actually awakened when Song Jiao held it, because Song Jiao's cultivation and abilities were too strong.
It was awakened directly from its slumber, but it still couldn't accept that its owner was a woman, so it kept pretending to be dead.
Little did he know that Song Jiao already knew that the sword spirit had awakened, so he simply started polishing it.
Finally, after the sword was scratched all over, the sword spirit could no longer bear it, "Auntie, what on earth are you doing? Stop scratching! If you scratch me again, I will really be useless."
Song Jiao just quietly lifted the wine jar and took a sip, then smiled and asked, "Hey, why are you awake? I thought you were going to sleep for a long time!"
The sword spirit is speechless. If it doesn't speak, the sword body will be cut into pieces!
"I thought you didn't want to acknowledge me as your master, so you kept pretending to be dead!"
The sword spirit quickly denied, "How could that be? I'm truly honored that my master is such a gentle, generous, lovely, and beautiful goddess like you. How could I possibly not recognize you? I just slept for too long, and I haven't reacted yet."
Song Jiao narrowed her eyes, threw away the wine jar, and flashed to the front of the God-Slaying Sword. She raised her hand and grasped the hilt, smiling brightly. "I like sword spirits like you who like to tell the truth. Not bad! Just acknowledge me as your master!"
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