Record of Cultivation of Deflated Demons

.It's just that it's far from God.

As for Ding Jingyi's choice of Emilia to take over the God of Destiny, Peng Yuan can't think of any other explanation except for being obsessed.

"I think she can..." Ding Jingyi replied, "Besides, I've always been the one who audited the gods. What's the problem?"

"Recklessly!"

Ain lost his patience, and wanted to pick up Ding Jingyi who was lying flat and hiccupping, but Peng Yuan hurriedly stopped him: "Forget it, it's done, it's useless to beat him. Let's solve the problem, solve the problem."

Solve the problem, but not the boyfriend who created it.

"You want Uriel to take the throne?" Peng Yuan still couldn't stop Ain's scolding.

Ding Jingyi shook her head, then nodded again: "She is here now, it's just another country, logically there is no problem."

Peng Yuan noticed the strangeness. The contract between the gods and the monarch is not bound by secular magic, but Emilia and Uriel signed a sacred devil's contract. This is the first abnormality.

Moreover, if fate is the patron saint of the country, its principles are more complicated, the first one being love for the sovereign.Obviously, besides the exam, Emilia only has Uriel in her heart.

Taking advantage of the fact that there was no one on the alien planet, Ain took up his sword and wanted to beat his hapless brother.Peng Yuan was very sure who made the scars on Ding Jingyi's body, but he felt that a filial son could not be born under the stick, not to mention that Ding Jingyi had indeed lived and lived for 1000 years, and it could not be changed by beating.Beating can only consume IQ and energy, and it is useless to solve things.

"It's alright, alright, the first emperor, don't beat him up, look at me..." Peng Yuan bounced and pulled Ding Jingyi a few steps away, "The rules for choosing a god are complicated, and you haven't done this job for 1000 years, just say you forgot Is that enough?"

Ding Jingyi lay flat: "Although the facts are true, you can't say that."

"What do you say?"

"How should I put it..." Ding Jingyi turned to Peng Yuan, "The country and the imperial family agree with complicated policies and strategies, but they don't agree with operational mistakes. Operational mistakes are too stupid."

To put it bluntly, it was still for the royal face.

Peng Yuan felt that he should get used to this stupid royal face strategy, but getting used to it did not mean acceptance. He remembered how they left Ellowyn back then. All I can say is that.

Peng Yuan's mind gradually went blank. He hated this situation, and he didn't have any ideas. If he had to have any ideas, it was just that the level of deflation was getting more and more outrageous, and it was all eaten into the universe.

Ain lost his patience, stepped forward and swung his sword and wanted to beat Ding Jingyi again. At this time, he was like a frenzied parent, abandoning all principles and principles, and returned to the original, completely ignoring the fact that this weapon would definitely smash his brother's skull.

When Peng Yuan saw it, he was anxious and angry, but there was nothing he could do. He could only block the golden giant sword that was bigger than his whole body. In the place where the gods originated, the giant sword was of no weight to him. He understands that this distant starry sky recognizes him, but he can't feel a trace of steadfastness.It was as if he came back here on purpose just to leave here.

"Dear late emperor, don't beat him up, you won't get a fart..." Peng Yuan said, "If there's anything, I'll take care of it."

Ding Jingyi held his head with his hands and even coiled his tail up.The god of death faced the corner without saying a word. Maybe it was the failure 1000 years ago that made him lose confidence. After all, he was returned by the ground when he returned to the place where the gods originated.

Looking at Emilia again, her face is also full of bewilderment. Even though she is a genius of magic, she is still beyond her power when faced with the decisions of gods and monarchs.

Although Ain withdrew his hand, he also had doubts on his face: "What can you solve?"

Peng Yuan feels that at this moment he must become another person, an actor. Although this performance is the past he is familiar with, it cannot be said that he has completely transformed into another person, but this change is something he resists, so he even proposed Over barrel.

Peng Yuan took a deep breath: "This is the place where the gods are always present. There are three people present who have contact with the gods: those who are in office, those who have just taken office, and those who have been away for a long time. Dear monarch, please tell me your wish. What if it happens."

When the words came out, Peng Yuan couldn't believe himself, and he bragged a huge bull to an emperor in the vast universe.

Ain smiled, and Peng Yuan read from his memory that this was a smile when facing official business.

Peng Yuan and Ding Jingyi glanced at each other, and he read the aura of being finished from Ding Jingyi's gaze: You are finished, Ain takes this seriously!

178. Chapter 178

Peng Yuan wanted to akimbo, but the thickness of the space suit did not allow him to akimbo. He realized from Ding Jingyi's eyes that he looked like a fool now, so he patted his legs awkwardly and stood up straight again. Like a floating white tire, it's not much better.

Ain was not polite: "I want a qualified heir to be responsible for the country."

Peng Yuan thought badly!He originally thought that Ain's request was to return to the throne by himself, which was easy to say, but he didn't expect that Ain didn't even want to be emperor anymore!It can be seen that this emperor is really not a good job, he has worked for hundreds of years and wants to resign!

However, Ding Jingyi threw the throne of fate to Emilia, so no one cares about it?

Peng Yuan turned to Emilia: "What about you, do you want to take over this position?"

Emilia was stunned for a moment: "If you can realize the same wish as His Majesty Uriel, you can be a magician, and there is nothing wrong with being a god."

The panel of the spacesuit was covered with layers of white mist, and it was Peng Yuan who was panting heavily: "Old girl, do you know what kind of pit this is!"

"Is there anything wrong with being a god?" Emilia asked back.

Peng Yuan couldn't think of anything wrong for a while, after all, loneliness can only be understood by experiencing it personally, and at this moment, it would be a delusion to say it.

Peng Yuan held back for a long time, and only uttered an unconvincing sentence: "If it's good, can he still give it to you?"

Emilia tilted her head, showing a puzzled look: "If we can ensure that everyone realizes their ideals...it's really not bad."

Even in this desolate universe, Emilia's thoughts are still not divorced from practical considerations.

However, on the continent of Elowyn, the contract between the monarch and the gods is unique.Maybe the future of Beiguo will be wonderfully bright.

"We shouldn't care about the things after that..." Ain said suddenly.

These words sounded to Peng Yuan as revealing a mysterious trump card, but Peng Yuan didn't know what to do, and asked tentatively, "Is that the only request you have?"

"Just this one request..." Ain answered straightforwardly, but to Peng Yuan it sounded like the prelude to another pitfall.

"Then, do you have any plans after you abdicate?" Peng Yuan asked tentatively.

"I've already abdicated..." Ain kept smiling.

Peng Yuan looked at the dark sky and the stars, and the emptiness of the universe invaded his thoughts instantly.

For a moment, he wanted to lie down quickly in this galaxy, and be soaked in the water of time to become a giant, so he wouldn't have to worry about these embarrassing things.

"It's up to him to do this..." Ding Jingyi sat up, "You definitely don't want Uriel, then I'll help you choose one."

Peng Yuan opened his mouth, but seeing Ain's satisfied expression, he didn't say anything.Good guy, does it need to be discussed on another planet to let one's own children and grandchildren kill each other?

Ding Jingyi also noticed Ain's expression, and there was a sly smile on the corner of his mouth, which was no longer compatible with honest people. He said calmly: "Okay, under the witness of the gods, our appeal is actually the same as that on the ground. There is no difference. Then, go back now, gather the remaining princes, and deal with this matter."

Peng Yuan did understand the word "go back", he awkwardly opened the five blue portals, feeling that the world was about to be in chaos.

Ding Jingyi scratched the corner of her head, transformed back into a human body, squeezed beside Peng Yuan, and entered the same portal with him.

The teleportation started, and the cyan light flickered in the channel.

"When the god of death returns, the Southern Kingdom will change the emperor. Don't you think this will cause chaos in the world?" Peng Yuan couldn't help asking when the passage was closed on the side of Fomalhaut.

"You don't understand..." Ding Jingyi sighed, "Reaper's return is actually expected by everyone. There is nothing to say about it. You gave me a merit before I left office."

"I'll give it to you..." Peng Yuan took off his space suit, and stepped on Ding Jingyi's feet, "You designed me! You designed it to an alien planet!"

Ding Jingyi didn't fight back, and let him step on it.The gravity in the transmission channel has not yet returned to normal, and it still maintains a light and light touch, so Peng Yuan's steps are roughly equivalent to the strength of a kitten jumping.

"I'm not... well, I didn't mean to trick you either. You're an honest cat, what else can you do?" Ding Jingyi sighed, "The mess on the ground must come to an end, right?"

How did it end?Peng Yuan couldn't figure it out.He has seen many possible outcomes with the power of time and space, but Fan Ding Jingyi’s reign all ended in a farce: buy lottery tickets to make up for the lack of military expenses, and use the leftover power magic they played 1000 years ago——Writing Power Magic Read As a plug-in -

Winning the war in despair, a certain emperor oversleeping in the final battle, being stoned by the citizens during the founding ceremony, and so on.

It's one thing that there is no shortage of farce in history, but it's another thing for farce to fall on one's own boyfriend.

Even if the royal face is troublesome, it is indeed enough to make them throw away the throne and run away if they lose face.

So handing it over to others is a better choice.

Ding Jingyi said again: "Anyway, I can't figure it out. Now that the throne has been unloaded by me, I finally have a chance to give up the throne to my nephews."

The reasoning is this, but Peng Yuan was kidding when he heard it, and he stepped on Ding Jingyi again: "You are going to die like this!"