The girl ignored the scorching eyes and spoke to herself.
"But isn't Your Excellency Demon God Son in our Divine Continent on weekdays?"
"Grandpa, if you really want to ask for advice, wouldn't it be better to ask for advice directly in person?" the girl asked doubtfully.
"Ask for advice in person?"
"Who do you think I am as your grandfather?" Qu Laoguai sighed.
"The Son of the Demon God has an honorable status. I'm afraid your grandfather was killed by his guards before he even got close." Old Monster Qu said with a bitter smile.
With his status, he might be able to rule the sky in Tushan with one hand, but in front of the Demon God Son, he is not even qualified to say a word.
"So even though I am from the Divine Continent, among so many divine sons and geniuses, I still prefer Luo Wuji. At least he is approachable." A rare blush appeared on the girl's face.
She had heard that there were many fun and delicious foods in Secular City. If Tushan hadn't banned her, she would have slipped away to Taixu Plain and gone to Secular City.
And she also heard that in the secular world, everyone can chat with Luo Wuji. It is said that even the sweeper can have a few words with Luo Wuji without any pretense.
As soon as the girl's blush appeared, the blood of many powerful male disciples who were peeking at the woman suddenly became blood boiling.
"Keep your voice down, it's best not to discuss that person named Luo here." Old Qu said.
But in fact, he had to admit that Luo Wuji, at least in this aspect, was indeed superior to those superior sons of gods.
"Also, don't say these things behind your back." Qu Laoguai scolded.
"You will need to dedicate it to the Demon God Son in the future."
"I don't want to have sex with the Demon God Son, I want to have sex with Luo Wuji." The woman said angrily.
"You are from Tushan, Shenzhou." Qu Laoguai was also a little helpless. His granddaughter had been spoiled by him since she was a child, and she never hesitated to speak no matter where she was.
"Luo Wuji has been suppressed. No matter how amazing and talented he was before, now this stage is no longer suitable for him." Qu Laoguai advised.
"You see, these big shots are here in person to learn and observe the Son of God's actions."
"Even they need to humbly consult and learn from the Son of God. It can be seen that the achievements of these Sons of God in the future will be unimaginable, and they will definitely shine in the future."
"If you follow the Demon God Son, you will surely rise to great heights in the future." Qu Laogai said earnestly.
"I still think Luo Wu is very good." The girl blinked her big, smart eyes.
"Little girl, if you don't like the demon son of your Divine Continent, you can come to our Central Continent. Our Prince of Central Continent also lacks a maid. At this time, an old man here in Central Continent spoke.
"Congratulations to Senior Rongpojun!" Qu Laoguai quickly bowed with his fists clasped.
A majestic old man in military uniform appeared in front of him, and this old man had red hair and was closely related to the Zhu Rong clan.
Moreover, he is one of the few people in Central Continent who has reached the ninth level of ghosts.
"No need to be polite." Zhu Rongpojun said with a smile. He had stood with Sword Demon and others before, but now he came to Qu Laoguai's side.
"Senior Pojun, weren't you on the front line before?" Qu Laoguai kept winking at the girl next to him.
"On the front line, we only use our strength every day to prevent the barrier from breaking, so it's not too urgent." Zhu Rong Pojun said.
But in fact, the reason why he came here was to stand up for Prince Changqin.
After all, there had been conflicts and unpleasantness between the major gods and sons before, although Shencha and Baqi had mediated the matter.
But they are all sons of God and have backers, and no one will really obey the other.
In order to prevent anyone from doing anything secretly, Zhu Rongpojun came back.
These people who came today are not only here to observe, but also to protect the Son of God where they are.
"Rong Rong has met senior." The girl finally understood Qu Laoguai's hint, and then bowed with clasped fists.
"It turns out to be the most beautiful girl in Tushan, the little princess Rongrong of Tushan."
"The little girl is so pretty, you can consider what I just said." Zhu Rongpojun said with a smile.
"Senior Po Jun, you have such a prestigious reputation as Zhongzhou Luo Wuji, why don't you support him and take care of him?"
"I heard that just yesterday, Luo Wuji was forced by Marquis Nanzhan in Zhourong and had to retreat." Rongrong said bluntly.
"Logically speaking, he can also be considered as your Central Continent."
"Rong Rong!" Old Qu's face darkened.
"Children's words are unbridled." With Zhu Rongpojun's status, he naturally would not care about Rongrong, an unborn little girl.
"This younger generation, Luo Wuji, is truly extraordinary. If there had not been the era of the Son of God, he would have been able to dominate the world."
"But compared to the Son of God, he is still far behind." Zhu Rong Pojun said.
"If he dares to come to Tianhe, I will really speak for him."
"But look, he doesn't dare to come at all." Zhu Rongpojun smiled and pointed at Tianhe.
"This shows that he is also sensible and does not dare to compete with the Son of God."
Just as Rongrong was about to defend herself, there was a sudden tremor on the Tianhe River.
"Someone started fighting." At this moment, the originally peaceful atmosphere was suddenly destroyed.
There were thousands of waves on the Tianhe River in an instant.
At this moment, on the other side of heaven, a tall church stands proudly on the top of a cliff.
Nan Zhanhou closed his eyes and rested his mind at this moment. He did not go to the other side of Tianhe, but guarded this place.
Because he was entrusted by others to protect a son of God who was also injured in heaven.
At this moment, in the church, a man was kneeling on the ground devoutly, listening to prayers and holy music.
The person praying is a seraph angel. The angel has a beautiful face, is beautiful and sacred, and at the same time there is a faint layer of holy light flowing on his body.
Nan Zhanhou was sitting cross-legged on the edge of the cliff outside, breathing in the glow.
At this time, a dark crow flew across the sky, but it did not approach the church yet.
The crow suddenly seemed to hit something, and then vaporized in an instant.
Nan Zhanhou ignored it and continued to close his eyes.
But at this moment, a vague smell of blood rippled out.
This made Nan Zhanhou's expression suddenly change, and the church door shattered in an instant.
As Nan Zhanhou looked up, he saw it at a glance.
In an instant, Nan Zhanhou's eyes were about to burst!
Because at this moment in the church, the wings of the angel were broken, and the Son of God next to him had been turned into minced meat, which could not be distinguished at all.
A dark figure was twisting a large cauldron, which was sucking in the splendor and blood rain.
Before the terrifying aura erupted, the entire church and cliff turned into powder in an instant.
Nan Zhanhou's long hair was flying, and a crackling thunderbolt was held in his hand.
He was entrusted with the responsibility of protecting the Son of God in heaven.
But at this moment, under his eyes, the Son of Heaven was killed by personality!