"The little god follows the order!"
The phantom of Li Ping'an instantly disappeared, and a treasure bead naturally fell onto the middle of the chair.
Old Moon sighed in relief, bowed to the treasure bead, turned around, and went to meditate, placing the three clay figurines in front of him.
At the same time.
In the Holy Mother Palace, Li Ping'an had already crossed the vast universe in an instant and appeared in front of Yao Ji.
Yao Ji was still sound asleep on the bed, looking rosy, and there was nothing unusual about her.
Nüwa whispered, "That Zhunti is really shameless and despicable, but can't do anything about him."
——She could see the situation here through the Red Embroidered Ball's mark.
Li Ping'an raised an eyebrow lightly, "Although there's no direct way to deal with him, at least I can disgust him a bit, at the very least strip him of some face, tarnish his saintly dignity, it's his own fault for being shameless first, can't blame me for it."
