After the Main God Space Goes Bankrupt

Dwelling in the middle of the spacious room, on a bed that is big enough for several people to play, Fuutarou, who is holding the quintuplet sister Hanaura, having sex, leans forward heavily, so that the lower body is always in the After the panting short-haired lady uttered a charming soprano, Kamifutaro let out a long breath, hugged the delicate body under him, and lay down on the bed.

And beside him, there were four other women who looked exactly the same, lying down together, weak but full of water.

Well, don't get it wrong, it's just for cultivation, isn't the method of cultivation in the furnace like this (?ω?), believe me, this is definitely not driving, really...

And the short-haired Yujie who just finished singing a moving ballad panted in a low voice, turned her body around, curled up into Fuutarou Kamizume's arms, squeezed her plump chest, and asked coquettishly road.

"Fuutarou, why did you stop suddenly?"

"It's okay... just a voice transmission from a spiritual thought came over just now, asking me to perform a task." Fuutarou Kamiyama stretched out his hand to hold the plump beauty in his arms, and ravaged it very naturally.

The short-haired beauty raised her hair and let out a coquettish groan, then glanced at Kamifuutarou's bright golden pupils, and murmured softly.

"Are you ok?"

"My dragon's blood body training has been completed. I can generate dragon energy by myself, and I can condense it to form a battle scale body. I'm fine." Fuutarou Kamiyama replied, turning over and pressing the beauty in his arms again Down.

"Wait, wait a minute... I, I'm already very tired, you look for Nino, Sanku, Yotsuba and Wuyue...Aha, ha, ha——"

The battle song, which had been paused for a short while, was played again, and not long after, the other four songs were played one after another, and the whole room suddenly became full of spring.

……

In a polar region of ice and snow, a young girl about [-] years old is standing quietly on this ice field.

But she was wearing thin clothes, it didn't look like she could maintain her body temperature in an environment of tens of degrees below zero, but she still regarded the severe cold as nothing.

Suddenly, the girl frowned, raised her head and glanced at the dark sky, her pupils had completely turned into azure blue, reflecting the gorgeous aurora that can only be seen in polar regions.

However, she was not watching the scenery, but listening to a divine thought transmitted from Mars, which had traveled tens of millions of kilometers.

"Yes, Xue Nai would like to obey the teacher's order."

"The disciple's Pluto battle ability has already achieved a small degree, and it is by no means inferior to others. It will certainly not disappoint you, Master."

After receiving the content of the sound transmission of the divine thoughts, Xue Nai saluted as a disciple towards the vast night sky of the aurora, then turned around and flew out like an arrow leaving the string, and soon disappeared under the night of the polar region.

……

A strong hand held the handle of the knife. In an instant, the light of the knife was like water, and the shadows of the knife were flying. In the blink of an eye, a strong beef cow was killed by an ordinary kitchen knife without bleeding or falling. In the case of a drop of juice, the dismemberment is completed in an instant.

And the middle-aged man who completed this kind of act of cutting a dog and killing a cow, threw the kitchen knife in his hand back with a confident expression, and after drawing a beautiful parabola, the kitchen knife fell into the knife holder with precision.

"Chuangzhen." After stripping the cow, the middle-aged man called out loudly. "Come here and pack up the ingredients."

"Here we come." A young man who looked somewhat similar to a middle-aged man and also had bright red hair came over in a hurry, and his eyes lit up when he saw the beef cattle that had been neatly dismembered.

"Wow, dad, your fierce bull and green dragon slash is really cool."

"Okay, okay, flattering is useless." The middle-aged man reached out and held his son's head and rubbed it.

"When did you comprehend [Chef's Heart], and when did your father teach you the sword technique?"

"Hey, stinky dad, I'm obviously very good at swordsmanship, why can't I learn it?" Xing Ping Chuangzhen pursed his lips, and then stepped forward to lift up the ingredients weighing hundreds of catties.

"Stinky boy, what do you know, for our chefs, the knife is in the heart... Hmph, I want to run before I can walk..."

"Yes, yes, I understand, old man, you are just afraid that I will starve you to death after I learn your skills, I understand!" Xing Ping Chuangzhen stuck out his tongue at the middle-aged man, made a grimace, and asked Turning around and running away with hundreds of catties of ingredients.

"Stinky boy."

The middle-aged man grunted as Xing Pingchuang ran out of the kitchen, stretched his waist slightly, turned and walked towards the kitchen cabinet, but at this moment, a divine thought from outside the sky crossed tens of millions of kilometers, into his ears.

After frowning and listening to the inner softness of this spiritual thought, the middle-aged man's face suddenly became serious.

After bowing his head and thinking twice, the bearded man, who was no longer young, looked back at his wife and children who were busy outside the house, his eyes became extremely resolute, with a ferocious and evil look, like a sea of ​​blood Shura came in person, wanting to wash all living beings and slaughter the world The crazy saber intent emanated from him concurrently.

However, this terrifying saber intent was only limited to a radius of about ten feet around the kitchen, and did not spread out at all, showing the sword master's peerless cultivation.

Soon, Shura's sword intent to kill the world in the sea of ​​blood was suppressed by the middle-aged man, and his whole body became ordinary and ordinary again, just like an ordinary decadent uncle.

"Fucking child!" He called out of the house. "I suddenly remembered that I have something important to do, and I'm going to go out for a while, please take care of this brat, Chuangzhen..."

After arranging all the big and small things at home, the middle-aged man randomly picked a kitchen knife in the kitchen, packed his luggage and stepped out of the house.

……

No matter which world, there is no shortage of people with great influence throughout the ages.

This kind of person is generally called the protagonist. He is the proud son of an era and a model of heroes made by the times.

But having the protagonist's heart and having the protagonist's life are two different things.

At least in this plane invaded and colonized by the Cangxuan Realm, there are not a few people who should have the fate of the protagonist, but the vast majority of them are devoid of enough vitality, so they are devastated and disappear from the crowd.

And in this process, there are also some ordinary protagonists who were only small characters and whose influence can only cover a few streets at most. In this world of underworld cultivation, they seized the opportunity and soared into the sky.

In many abandoned timelines, these lucky ones also have the fate of the protagonist, but they don't have much life to support them.

As a result, they live an ordinary life, live an ordinary life, live a healthy life, without the fighting and killing under the style of underworld cultivation, and the trajectory of their fate is completely different from this world line.

It's hard to say who was happier when he fell to the ground.

And among these protagonists who are about to gather together, some simply want to stay with the harem for a long time, some are ambitious and want to go further, some just want to fulfill the mission of the teacher without any other intentions, and some simply want to To protect the little happiness and safety of a family of three, even if they fall into the way of Shura again, they will not hesitate.

The first one, Xia Lin doesn't mind running over with the subdued elf "harem".

The second type, Xia Lin has already begun to consider using the dust-laden figures for a long time to blow up the battle scales transformed from dragon energy together with his vigorous ambition.

The third type depends on whether or not to destroy flowers by hand.

And the fourth...