Pick up a god to cultivate immortality

After the war between gods and demons, all the gods and demons suffered heavy losses, with countless casualties and devastation.

The demon king was injured and unconscious, and the demon princess looked around for a way to save the demon king.

The soul of the God Celestial Emperor was dispersed by the Demon Clan's demon weapon and scattered across the six realms.

The ancient beasts were destroyed, and only Suzaku survived. However, Suzaku was sealed on the top of the snow mountain, and only the last trace of ancient bloodline remained in the world.

The gods and demons in heaven and earth have searched for tens of thousands of years but found nothing.

The thin afterglow of the setting sun spreads faintly between the green tiles and red walls. The sparkling carriages and horses and the endless flow of pedestrians show the prosperity of the downtown area everywhere.

A short figure moved nimbly among the crowd. She was about seven or eight years old, dressed in ragged clothes, carrying a tattered small cloth bag, her hair was unkempt and tied into two small balls, her face was sallow and her figure was thin. Under the scattered yellow bangs is a pair of shiny black almond-shaped eyes, exuding cunning and agility.

"Catch her! Quick, run over there!"

"She's there!"

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Several angry roars suddenly broke the peaceful atmosphere on the street.

Luo Qingyan wrinkled her nose and shouted as she ran, "Killing! Killing!"

After shouting, she didn't forget to grab the fruits from the roadside stall and throw them into the face of the person who was chasing her. The people behind the smash screamed.

The man who was chasing her angrily yelled, "You little bastard, don't let me catch you! If I catch you, you will die!"

She quickly jumped in front of a bun shop, quickly reached out and grabbed a few buns and stuffed them into the cloth bag. She also winked at the boss and said, "Pay them!" and ran away.

The steamed stuffed bun seller went to pull some people chasing after him, but was pushed to the ground.

"Go away and stay out of the way!" Several people said fiercely, "You little bastard! Your alcoholic godfather has sold you to Yihonglou, you can't escape!"

Luo Qingyan rolled her eyes, want to sell me? It's impossible!

Unexpectedly, she ran too fast, and Luo Qingyan suddenly bumped into someone. Her nose hit the person hard, which made her burst into tears.

She frowned and covered her nose and looked up at the man, who turned out to be an old man with white hair and a white beard. He is tall and thin, wearing a long black gown, holding a whisk in his hand. He has kind eyebrows and kind eyes, and his eyebrows are curved, which makes him look like a fairy.

Master Qingyan was strolling leisurely on the street when a child suddenly ran over and bumped into him. He turned around while running, and then he ran too fast and hit himself without being able to dodge.

This little girl has two balls in her hair and her big eyes are very smart and cute. I had a good impression of this kid from the first meeting.

One big and one small, the old and the young looked at each other like this.

While Luo Qingyan was in a daze, several people chasing her arrived panting. They braked suddenly and gasped for air.

One of them was so angry that he reached out to pick up Luo Qingyan's collar.

Master Qingyan snorted coldly and waved the fly whisk in his hand. Those people were knocked to the ground by an invisible force, and these rough guys were beaten to pieces.

"Where did you come out of here? Do you dare to interfere with Yihonglou's affairs? Go, go, go! You are almost buried! Think about how to buy a coffin board. Don't meddle in other people's business here!" A big man asked fiercely.

The old man didn't even look at them. He flicked the fly whisk again, and the rough men fell to the ground wailing and rolling. They covered their necks, their faces turned red, and they kept screaming and wailing.