Help! This savior is too stupid!

Are you the pet of the Calamity Emperor?

Hearing this question, the little mouse patted his belly.

"Of course, I'll replace it if it's fake!"

In the sewer, the little carrot head's eyes flashed with excitement, "Then can you tell me about the Disaster Emperor?!"

"ah..."

The little mouse tried to think for a moment, but found that his mind was blank.

"Did you know that there is something called the Path to the True God?"

"Know!"

The little carrot head nodded and said confidently,

"The Ghost Emperor is particularly good at creating paths to true gods!"

Little Mouse:? ? ?

She originally thought that she just lost her memory, but now it seems that she has not only lost her memory, but is even stupid? !

Why in her mind, Emperor Guitian is a will-o'-the-wisp who can't do anything?

Just as weak as the little carrot head in front of me... No, even weaker than the little carrot head...

Why did Little Luobotou say that the Ghost God Emperor suddenly looked like the Disaster God Emperor?

As for the mismatch in identity between Emperor Calamity and Emperor Guitian, it may have been that Emperor Guitian was bragging at first, but he did not correct it later, which was also due to Shan Qingyi.

Shan Qingyi found the Guitian Emperor and his wife in private and explained, "It's best to let the world really believe that Jiang Bai is dead."

Although she didn't know why she did this, Shan Qingyi had a reason for saying so.

Therefore, the Emperor of Disaster in Little Luobotou's perception is an Emperor of Disaster that does not exist. In a sense... death in society counts as death, right?

In short, the conversation between Little Carrot Head and Little Mouse is taking place in this context.

"Anyway, there is one in the path to true god called 'Chaos Death'."

The little mouse brought the topic back,

"The Calamity Emperor is the strongest Chaos Death God in history, and I am the second strongest Chaos Death God in history!"

"Wow--"

The little carrot head made a sound of admiration and asked in confusion,

"Can Death die?"

"What a joke!"

The little mouse sneered, "When we Chaos Death Gods die, it's like going home!"

The little carrot head blinked, "Then I haven't seen the Emperor of Disaster. Is it because the Emperor of Disaster forgot to come out after returning home?"

Having said this, the little mouse looked a little lonely,

"But that being stepped down from the throne. The City of Origin is gone, the rules are gone, and the path to true god...is gone..."

In other words, the Chaos Death God will also die.

"No...no...if the rules are gone, will the path to true god be gone...If all this is gone...why am I still affected by ignorance?"

The little mouse began to hold his head,

"My head hurts... Am I dead? How did I come back to life? White coat, yes, white coat. Find the man in the white coat. He looks... strange, what does he look like? ?”

"What's his name? What does he look like? Why can't I remember anything? Are you stupid again?"

The painful little mouse rolled on the ground. Seeing that the situation was not good, Little Carrot Head quickly picked up the little mouse with both hands and ran out.

"Help-"

Holding a mouse in her hands, she rushed out and returned to the lively market streets.

The beggar uncle in the corner is still sleeping. He is just a little mouse. He has dealt with mice that are stronger than this one, so there is nothing to make a fuss about.

The bun shop owner glanced at it and said casually, "I sell vegetarian buns now. Besides, I don't even have a few taels of meat here."

The fish seller was still smoking and sulking. He didn't even look at the mouse. After all, he wasn't familiar with it.

The aunt in the clothing store looked at the little mouse with a smile, "If you peel off the skin, you can make a good dress."

Most people were watching the excitement and couldn't even understand the excitement.

The few people who could see clearly what was going on had no interest in getting involved.

Because the little mouse will not die.

"Save your energy and stop shouting."

An old magician whose main job is to deceive people and whose second job is to tell fortunes is wiping his sunglasses.

"What you are holding in your hands is the last Chaos Death God in the world."

"To put it bluntly, even if all the people on this street die, she will not die."

Just as the old magician said, the little mouse soon stopped suffering and fell into a deep sleep.

Little Carrot Head asked curiously, "So... everything she said is true?"

The old magician rolled his eyes, "How do I know what she said!"

The little carrot head repeated what the little mouse said before.

Because her mind is not that clear, she speaks like a child, confused, and sometimes repeats the same sentence many times.

The old magic stick patiently listened and nodded steadily.

"It's all true."

Although people like him can't be said to follow the rules, every word they say is extremely cautious, and they will cause karma.

If He says it is true, it is true.

After saying that, the old magician didn't forget to look at the little carrot head, "My dear girl, you have an incredible fortune, why don't you learn fortune telling from me?"

"Your father is incompetent, and your uncle Qian doesn't understand fate at all. He is completely helpless. He has relied on luck and recklessness in these years. If you follow them, your pearl will fall into dust. You have wasted such good things. Fate..."

Can the fate of the last being born in the new world and pure land be small?

By being her master, you can take a step further on the path of seeing the cause and effect of your destiny and see the end of this era in advance.

If she accepts anyone as a disciple, she can also use this fate to bless her disciples and grandchildren. As long as they are not punished by heaven, it will always be okay to save their lives.

Little Radish Head has heard the old charlatan's words countless times over the years.

She is a little absent-minded at the moment, as if she is still thinking about something.

"Oh, right."

Little Radish Head remembered that there is another most important sentence,

"She said that Emperor Zai Tian is the strongest Chaos Death God in history and will never die. He just went home and has not come back yet!"

Old charlatan: ? ? ?

With a rumble, a thunder exploded in the sky. All the objects related to divination on the fortune-telling stall cracked at the same time, and black blood slowly oozed out.

Even the old charlatan himself began to show lines like a tortoise shell cracked by fire. His terrifying cultivation was about to be reduced to ashes in an instant!

The old charlatan was shocked and regretful. He was busy trying to get close to the disciple, so how could he forget that this matter involved that guy!

His words "It's true" directly involved him and Emperor Zai Tian in a deeper cause and effect.

If Emperor Zai Tian died, then he was trying to reverse fate and deserved death.

If Emperor Zai Tian survived, then he leaked the secrets of heaven and deserved death!

"Is it destiny..."

The old charlatan had no time to think about what was going on.

He, who was once the origin true god [Destiny], cut himself off after the Demon Lord stepped down from the throne, and lived happily on the ruins of the origin city. Now he is a sixth-level dragon-level strongman, and promotion to the seventh level is just around the corner!

However, all these beautiful things were ruined by a casual remark today.

Maybe... this is his destiny.

The old charlatan has been calculating people's fate for a lifetime, and has also cheated people for a lifetime. He was once a destiny man, so he naturally knows what to do at this time to extend his life.

Plop!

The old charlatan knelt in front of the little carrot head, kowtowed heavily, and said quickly,

"Master, please accept my disciple's greetings!"

Boom——

It started to rain in the sky.

The old charlatan who had saved his life was still kneeling, looking up at the sky blankly.

He could see the rain and hear the sound of rain, but he didn't see a drop of rain falling.

"Is it true..."

The old charlatan fell to the ground in a daze,

"Can this be alive?"

The coffin that had drifted in the cold and lonely void for seven years slowly oozed blood.

The blood submerged the cold corpse, and in the dry sea of ​​consciousness, a pair of yin and yang fish miraculously came to life under the nourishment of blood!

Plop——

A muffled sound.

That was the sound of the fish tail slapping the blood.

It was like a heartbeat.

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(Hot knowledge, today's update completed the scheduled update of 210,000 words, and every day in the future will be an update beyond the plan, great!)