Meng Fei, who has not received the message from Zhuque, does not know the complexity of the world's dangerous struggle situation. After the initial shock of "wrong people", Meng Fei came back to his senses and felt that he had made a lot of money.

Can you still suffer if your wife becomes beautiful? And before, I just wanted to hold the goddess's thigh, but now I'm marrying her home, wouldn't it be more cost-effective?

It wouldn't be that easy for Taotie to make up for him any more, right? At least he would call on the goddess's rescue, which was a matter of greeting.

But I just had to treat the scare carefully, otherwise I would be over with my lifelong sequelae.

So he began to act boldly, first putting the goddess's wife flat, and then starting to touch her hands.

The goddess showed a surprised look and said dissatisfiedly: "I have been here just now, and I'm here again? And now it's broad daylight!"

What she was most worried about was that wouldn’t it cause **** to happen continuously in such a short interval?

"Who has just been here?"

Meng Fei thought to himself: You don’t know how many repetitive seven days I have experienced and how many times I have died.

Since people are always going to die, why not choose the happiest way to die?

The goddess couldn't speak anymore because Meng Fei blocked her mouth with her.

Just as they were having fun communicating in bed, on the other side of the world, a huge gray C05 Galaxy transport aircraft belonging to the Taotie Air Force was passing through the cold clouds.

Taking off from Zhongzhou Juanbai City and flying to Taotie half a planet, it is not as people imagined that it first goes from Zhongzhou to Dongzhou, crosses Qingmang's territory, and then crosses the ocean to Taotie in Xinzhou.

The real shortcut is to go north, pass through the vast ice fields of the Arctic, pass by the place with a long polar night, and then go south to Xinzhou on the other side of the planet.

Sometimes you can see gorgeous aurora through the windows of the plane along the way. Unfortunately, the cabin of the transport plane does not have as many windows as passenger planes, and almost the entire body is closed.

This transport aircraft has also been specially renovated and many compartments have been added. Each compartment is blocked by thick iron doors and requires face and fingerprints to enter.

Sisaimai, a great Taotie sect in a red robe, was sitting in his compartment, staring at a very classical typewriter in front of him.

Saimai looks about sixty years old, has a thin appearance, dark yellow skin, and has very obvious nasolabial folds on his face. He has a distinct piece of cheeks, and has a sharp and obvious Adam's apple, which looks energetic.

But at this time, his mood was not good, his eyes flashed with anger from time to time, and even with a light of hatred.

Unlike the four great god servants in the Goddess Cult, there is no god servant in the Taotie Sect. Compared with the Goddess Cult, Taotie Sect is more hierarchical and has more hierarchical levels.

The highest status of them is the leader. Below the leader is the Grand Priest. Below the Grand Priest is the Grand Priest. Below the Grand Priest is the Grand Priest. Below the Grand Priest, the Grand Priest, the Senior Priest, the Priest, the Priest are ordinary believers and believers.

Saime ranks third among the seven major sects. He not only has a high status, but also has an extremely important responsibility, which is to store and maintain the only "God's Typewriter" that can communicate with their God.

The God's Typewriter is a real typewriter. But like the Xuan bronze mirror in the hands of Xuannv of the Goddess Cult, all believers believe that this thing is the only token of their God.

Sometimes this typewriter will suddenly type on its own in a way that cannot be explained physically. The content of the type is Taotie's oracle.

Usually this typewriter is placed in a public hall of the Holy See. There are three permanent instructors guarding the room. They are not allowed to touch the God typewriter, but they must objectively record what the typewriter typed.

Saimai is the only person qualified to touch this typewriter. He is responsible for the daily maintenance and maintenance of the typewriter, such as adding paper and oiling, and for the storage when he needs to carry the typewriter to travel.

He is a "typewriter caregiver". This is a tenured position, with the highest courtesy in the Holy See, and a thousand years of hard work that is easy to take.

The Holy See ordered him to take his typewriter to Juanbai City to supervise the awakening ceremony of Taotie, hoping to use the typewriter to confirm the identity of Taotie who was awakened from the face of many media.

However, before and after the ceremony, the typewriter was silent like a piece of scrap iron. Of course, the media was also collectively burned by radiation.

At this moment, on this plane, his typewriter was constantly typing, which made him very upset.

Da da da da da da da.

Da da da da da da da.

Da da da da da da da.

Lines of Taotie ancient Chinese texts were printed on the printing paper roll he installed by himself.

"I am Taotie, and I have come to the world with the body of Zuo Ge, a senior priest of this sect. You must regard him as the master. If you regard him as the master, you will regard me as the master. If you violate his wishes, you will violate my wishes."

After printing the word, he looked it carefully and confirmed that there was no difference between the contents printed several times before. Then he tore it angrily and stuffed it into his pocket.

Zuoge?

Why Zuoge?

Taotie is about to be born, and there are so many bodies to choose from. He is even willing to offer his body for free. But why did Taotie choose Zuoge?

Within half a minute, the typewriter started typing again, and the content was repeated by the previous few sentences, which really made him unable to bear it.

After thinking about it, he made up his mind and began to grop the bottom of the typewriter he was typing.

There was a needle-like thing with a strange material inserted in the inconspicuous place. He carefully pulled the thing off and looked carefully under the lamp.

He saw nothing, and the air he had clearly had nothing to hold on his fingers.

But he could clearly feel a little stick slightly thicker than the needle, about the size of the pencil core.

After confirming the existence of this magical thing, he carefully stuffed the thing into his close-fitting pocket.

If this thing falls to the ground, no one can see it, and I am afraid that God will not be able to retrieve it.

The cubicle finally became quiet. When he pulled out the empty stick, the sound of typing suddenly stopped.

God's typewriter has become a real cultural relic, or a real scrap metal.

In the entire typewriter, that little stick is the foundation. It was made by the maker of the God-typewriter with a hair left by Taotie Zhen a hundred years ago.

That thing has a small amount of Taotie's consciousness and is the only "antenna" that can receive Taotie's main consciousness.

And it's a secret that only the typewriter guardian knows. The ex-girl's ex told the ex, and the ex told him that he would tell the next one. But now starting, he would never tell anyone again.
Chapter completed!