"He is outside the chess game, and I am inside the chess game."
"We were already at a disadvantage, and now we are even more in danger."
"He can afford to wait ten thousand years, but I can't afford to wait."
"No matter what, I have to send the tenth saint to sixteen great worlds to finally win this bet."
"This world, which is derived from chaos, must abide by the original order and walk as a matter of course."
Su Zhiyuan seemed to understand, yawning profusely and said: "White fruit is a good person, black fruit is a bad person."
The old man couldn't help but laugh and said: "What is a good person and what is a bad person?"
Su Zhiyuan said simply: "Mother said, under the premise of no injustice or enmity, those who do not harm others are good people."
The old man shook his head and said: "What you understand about good and bad is only on the surface. You must know that thoughts come from the heart."
"One thought of kindness can save people."
"An evil thought can kill someone."
"I have killed many people, I can't count how many."
"Those people had no enmity or enmity against me, but they were still killed by me."
Su Zhiyuan was frightened, trembling and silent, tears streaming down her face.
She struggled carefully a few times, trying to escape from the old man's arms.
However, he didn't dare to move too hard for fear of offending the "murderous maniac" in front of him.
She lowered her head and secretly wiped away tears.
The old man sighed helplessly: "Are you afraid of me?"
Su Zhiyuan turned his head and shrugged his shoulders.
His little hands quickly grabbed his chest, tightly tugging on the white jade pendant hanging around his neck.
Mother said that the jade pendant was left by the third grandfather and was her life-saving amulet.
There are also nine red threads tied to the wrist, each of which contains a full blow from the seventeenth level of force.
It was knitted by Aunt Huo'er, who loved to compete with her for cakes and stayed up late at night.
"I, I'm not afraid of you."
After catching the jade pendant and feeling confident, Su Zhiyuan, who was as big as a brat, muttered: "You are an old god, and my father is a young god."
"And my third grandfather, who is neither old nor young, is some sort of immortal."
"Two will beat you and one will beat you. Just don't cry when the time comes."
The old man was happy. He rolled up his sleeves and wiped Su Zhiyuan's tears and said, "They won't dare to do the following."
"Even if I stand still, those two bastards won't have the guts to step forward."
Su Zhiyuan said "Wow" and cried again.
While crying, he shouted: "What kind of old god are you? You can even deceive children."
"They deceived me from the back mountains of Kunlun and told me to help me find my father..."
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu you, you are shameless."
The old man's eyebrows were darkened, and the corners of his mouth twitched as he said, "I didn't lie to you."
"Zhiyuan, Xiaozhiyuan?"
"Hey, tell me, how can I stop crying?"
A certain cute little girl had a lot of snot and tears, and imitated Dao Huoer and wiped it on her body: "If you have the ability to let me see my father, I will believe you."
The old man chuckled and said, "What's so difficult about this?"
As he spoke, he pointed and a light curtain gathered in mid-air.
"Wow."
The scene presented was exactly the scene of Suning fighting Lei Zhan on the Nakongmu Arena.
"Father."
Su Zhiyuan stopped crying and waved desperately, trying to attract Suning's attention.
The old man explained: "In the cave world opened up by the immortal weapon, we are in China and he is in the immortal world. No matter how loud you shout, he can't hear you."
Su Zhiyuan said disappointedly: "I want my father to see me."
"I miss him."
"He must have missed me too."
The old man hesitated for a while, then put Su Zhiyuan down and said, "I can only take a look."
"Well, be patient and wait until he wins this treasure hunt, so as not to be distracted by you."