The night became deeper and deeper, and Jian Ning couldn't hold on anymore, yawning and exhausted.

I really want to give him a jio,

Kick him away.

The lonely god seems to be nagging and friendly,

However, Jane Ning still remembers the tragic tragedy of yesterday's temple.

Some people seem easy to bully, gentle and friendly, and only after trying it out,

He will teach you how to be a human being!

"Are you sleepy?" His voice became colder to the naked eye, and the warm sunshine was eroded by dark clouds.

Are you sleepy or not? Jian Ning raised his hand and rubbed the corners of his eyes. The reddish ends of his eyes were filled with sleepy water, and his whole body showed a kind of harmless pitiful and pitiful appearance.

Very tired, but still have to keep smiling.

Covering his mouth to block the yawn, Jian Ning grinded his teeth, but his voice was calm and obedient: "Master Xuanqing, you are a god, I am a human, and people must sleep, otherwise they will die suddenly. How about you waiting for me to sleep before chatting with you?"

The air is stuck in stagnation,

After a while,

"Okay." His eyes were slightly frowned like flowing water, and his eyes were as clear as crystals, and even his displeasure was clearly visible.

Jane Ning pretended not to see it and waved her hand timidly: "Good night, see you tomorrow."

A cool breeze rolled up on the flat ground and the room sank into darkness.

Finally, it became quiet. Jian Ning raised her head and fell down, pulled up the quilt to cover her head, and fell asleep in a deep sleep.

The first ray of morning light shone through the mist, and a fresh cold air poured in. Jane Ning turned over and muttered in confusion: "Did you forget to close the window yesterday?"

She stretched and opened her misty eyes. Her unfocused eyes suddenly saw a person standing outside the open windowsill. She was shocked to the sky and her memories of last night were awakened.

Locked by the staring eyes of the lonely god, he was dying and irritable.

Where is my knife, where is my knife...

I chatted with me in the middle of the night last night, but later I fell asleep and had a nightmare and was so sleepy.

It's coming again early in the morning.

Could he have stood outside the window for half a night, right?

When he thought of being monitored by ghost-like gods during his sleep, Jane Ning almost couldn't help but explode.

Taking a deep breath, controlling himself, rubbing his cheeks reluctantly with a few strokes of the pillow, Jian Ning lazily stood up, revealing a sleepy face. There was a faint blue-black look under his eyes, and his chin was raised listlessly: "Good morning."

You are not a god, you are a ghost!

Xuan Qing spit out three words on his thin lips: "It's getting late."

Jian Ning blinked her eyes, with a hint of obscure resentment in her eyes. Xuan Qingshen did not get the true meaning of her eyes: "Come with me."

Dragging and following the god, Jane Ning took a piece of eye poop and bounced it to his back.

The eyes were off track, Xuan Qing turned his head, and looked helpless: "naughty." The ending sound was slightly teasing.

Jane Ning is in peace.

The god knows everything and is a little bit arrogant.

One man and one god stood in front of the golden statue, Xuanqing stretched out his hand: "Come back."

Jian Ning had a question mark on her forehead.

He looked at the foot of the statue, and there was a piece of gold foil missing in that place.

Jane Ning was not panicked at all and had no tension at all. She didn't have the nerve to be exposed in front of God anyway. She didn't have to take chances in front of her. It was useless to panic. She calmly took out the gold foil and apologized with her real name: "I'm sorry, I offended it."

"Is the apology useful?" He smiled.

"Then what do you want?" Jian Ning gave up and lie down, and did whatever he wanted.

Who knew that the statue of God would come alive.

Who makes you shine with golden light?

I have been stinging, but time cannot go back.

"The book was very good last night," he said.

Jian Ning understood that this was addicted to it.

In order to deal with the lonely god last night, he was careful not to strip him of his background. Jian Ning brought out the online articles he had read before as a story to tell him, diverting his strong curiosity about her world.

The first choice was to choose a male stallion book. After hearing this, the Lonely God couldn't help but frown slightly. Jian Ning's eyes were so vicious. He knew that he didn't like that type, so he changed the book, but he was still not very interested.

I have a lot of inventory in my mind, so I don’t worry, keep changing, the boss pushes me against me, travels through the world, rebirth and revenge, super powers of extraordinary skills, dynasties, and the best fight.

Finally, Jian Ning magically discovered that the previous types of lonely gods lacked interest, and he only had a special liking for the best fights, which was very fascinated.

At that time, Jian Ning felt that the lonely god was very down-to-earth.

"After a meal, I'll tell you a story about being a very bad guy, okay?" I'll pick him on the itchy part.

Sure enough, Xuanqing smiled again.

He smiled, as if it was astonishing as the moon was covered by light clouds, and as if it was floating like the wind returning to the snow. The temple was brightened a few degrees. Compared with that, Jian Ning felt like a colorless weed on the roadside.

Jane Ning turned her head and looked at the believers who were coming out.

Aunt Luo and the others helped a few slightly injured believers come out of the side hall.

"Girl."

"Ash." Jian Ning raised his eyebrows, looked at Aunt Luo, Xuanqing, and found that they could not see the gods.

Aunt Luo nodded and walked towards the statue of the god, with a pious and respectful expression, and kneeled down and prayed in the morning and evening.

Xuan Qing looked at this coldly.

Jian Ning sighed silently and went to the side palace to visit the seriously injured.

Xuanqing followed.

After a night, Uncle Ye and three other seriously injured people still had low fevers. It was probably not good. Jian Ning was powerless and glanced at the lonely god in his eyes.

Xuanqing Shen's expression was empty and indifferent.

"They have no intention of offending you. They are your most loyal believers. Do you want to think about it?" Consider saving them.

Xuanqing's flawless face was as plain as water.

Jian Ning rolled her eyes in her heart: "Is it good to have two books a day?"

His eyebrows were folded lightly, as if he was a little worried, and he said for a moment: "Okay."

A refreshing smell spreads.

Uncle Ye's frown gradually stretched out, his face returned to normal, and his painfully twisted face slowly became peaceful, as if he was asleep and fell into a beautiful dream. Jian Ning blinked his sleepy eyes, a little envious of him.

After receiving 8 fireflies, Jane Ning happily wagged her tail. With her shallow understanding of God, he might have made him fool him until the fog was dissipated.

Complete tasks naturally.

Originally, he just gave it a try without hope, but unexpectedly, he actually took action to treat Uncle Ye and the others for a story.

This is probably what is called killing two birds with one stone.

She is simply far-sighted and strategic.

Next, it will be easy. Let’s see if I use the best text to conquer him! If it doesn’t work, choose a book that runs through the whole text to hook him up, and stop updating if the fog is not dissipated.

Hahaha, when Jian Ning smiled so badly when he thought of Xuan Qingshen getting into the trap and scratching his heart.

After a while, Jian Ning sat cross-legged on the edge of the bed and heard the depressing cheers coming from the main hall.

It was probably because Uncle Ye and the others woke up and found that they had been miraculously healed.

I vaguely heard what they were saying: "God forgives us, but God has not abandoned us..."

Not, your God is just to listen to the story.
Chapter completed!