I can fuck you!
Ge Xiaolun really wants to say this.
But in order not to offend the sky, he finally suppressed his anger and didn’t say anything.
"Carl, what are you trying to say?"
GeXiaoLun solemnly asked.
He is not interested in trying to swing with the sky, but his brain can’t play with the sky, which is a great god with a long history. When Ge Xiaolun faces the sky, he just wants to make his words in vain.
"It’s interesting for you to develop the male core. I hope you can get greater growth."
"And I can help you"
God said what he meant in vain
"What’s your plot or what are your conditions?" GeXiaoLun asked without thinking.
In his mind, he never believed that God would help him without asking for anything in return.
Either there is a big conspiracy or there is a place where he needs help.
I also hope that you can improve the male core as soon as possible.
"You have to help me upgrade the big clock after the male core is perfect."
God said what he thought.
He knows very well that if he doesn’t say a word, I’m afraid Ge Xiaolun will always be upset, and even if he is moved, he can’t agree.
Ge Xiaolun can rest assured if he wants something.
"I am the patron saint of the earth, and it seems inappropriate for me to go to Styx because Styx is hostile to the earth."
Ge Xiaolun’s heart moved after listening to Tian Hua, and then he spoke out the problems he faced.
"I can go to the earth to find you and help you improve the male core galaxy. I am qualified to let me go in person."
After hearing Ge Xiaolun’s difficulties, God said his decision without thinking about it.
Looking at the universe, the most anticipated thing is the upgrade of the perfect core and the treasure house of angel knowledge.
It takes some effort and cost to do these two things.
"Good" Ge Xiaolun replied and then said to Heaven, "But you have to give me three days, let me prepare for it, and you can come to the earth to find me one or three days later."
"yes!"
Just say yes without thinking about it.
In these three days, Ge Xiaolun wants to prepare for the so-called days, and he won’t understand.
The day ended Ge Xiaolun’s conversation.
……
After determining the day away from his communication channel, Ge Xiaolun considered a joint military company, the only female commander in the highest-level leading army-the flow wind.
"Xiao Lun, what can I do for you?"
Flow wind through GeXiaoLun communication after very gentle asked
She was born in the army and is a serious woman, but she doesn’t mind showing her soft side in front of super seminary students.
Ge Xiaolun asked solemnly in a dignified tone, "Is it possible for Commander Lian Feng to kill the gods with the realistic power of the super seminary?"
The tone of pity wind also became dignified and asked, "Which god is it to kill?"
Ge Xiaolun said, "Carl the Death"
The wind horse responded that "it is impossible to know the indestructible power of death Carl in the universe"
"It’s impossible for a soldier to deal with Kargan, a god of death, even with your male core."
Flow wind tone is very sure some firmly.
"Xiao Lun, how did you think of dealing with death Carl?" Flow wind strange asked
Everyone knows that the earth will become such a mess, and the main culprit is death Carl.
Both gluttonous and sirian are believers in death Carl, and most of the ball traitors on the earth believe in death Carl.
If Carl, the god of death, can be destroyed, then the global crisis will be broken.
Even ordinary people on the earth know this fact, but those high-level people on the earth have no idea of dealing with death Carl.
The god of death Carl Styx is the most terrible symbol of Styx. Calbi, the god of death, has caused great trouble to the earth. Gluttony and sirian are not so terrible.
"Carl just invaded my communication channel," said Ge Xiaolun.
"What did he say?"
Flow wind suddenly tense.
Galactic force is the future of the earth and the patron saint of the earth. There must be no problems.
A dangerous man like Carl, the god of death, should come into contact with the galactic force. If you think about it, you will know that nothing good will happen.