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75 Order of the God of Wealth! Kneel!

Gu Yanchen's hand slowly tightened. Although he didn't quite understand what was going on, the man's harsh words were clearly laughing at his little bride.

No matter who it is, no one can insult his gardenia!

Azhao also felt his anger, scratched his paw lazily, and said contemptuously to his ears,

"Don't cause trouble for her, she can do it."

Sure enough, Fu Youzhi stopped looking for shoes in a panic, and simply stood barefoot in the immortal mist of Wuwei Temple. Against the backdrop of a noble and elegant divine robe, she became even more holy.

She slowly walked up to the speaker and said slowly and calmly,

"What qualifications does the little old lady Meng who came from the underworld have to dare to accuse me of being inappropriate?"

"I am one of the nine great gods in the God Realm, and you are just a brat who makes soup and cooks in the lower three realms? How dare you travel thousands of miles to comment on a god?"

Fu Youzhi smiled contemptuously, her small crystal face full of overwhelming majesty, which made people breathless.

Fu Youzhi is cute and cute by nature, and has always been the group's favorite. The only person she has ever had a serious feud with is with the underworld.

When the previous God of Wealth died, she seemed to have gone mad and broke into the underworld, causing chaos and chaos. Finally, she lost half of her life there. God personally came forward to bring her back.

Sure enough, the first person to attack her at the Six Realm Conference was Po Meng from the underworld.

"Historically, the rulers of the lower three realms need to come to the temple regularly to listen to admonitions. I am busy with official duties and have become a little tired of this. I don't know which deity Meng Po listened to in the past. She doesn't even know the basic respect for elders and inferiors.

knew?"

Fu Youzhi's bare feet, her glistening toes stepping on the clouds, make her even more sacred and inviolable.

"Now that I'm here, I'm very generous and reluctantly teach you, what are the rules? What is the decency?!"

As he finished speaking, Fu Youzhi's fingertips moved slightly. As soon as the magic talisman appeared out of thin air, a clear voice spread throughout the hall,

"Order of the God of Wealth! Kneel down!"

"Pfft, plop," all the ghosts in the underworld who were pointing at her with their eyes, as if they were sour just now, knelt down in a large area in an instant. Po Meng was the worst, kneeling on the ground so hard that her knees were probably broken.

The hierarchical system among the six realms is strict. In front of the gods, the three realms of ghosts and demons can only obey orders.

Fu Youzhi raised her toes, and her white and slender feet happened to hang in front of the face of Po Meng who was trembling on the ground. She raised her eyebrows and said slowly,

"My feet are dirty..."

Po Meng breathed a sigh of relief, but she resisted the strong desire to surrender in her body. She clung to the floor and did not move. She even rubbed her neck and said,

"The previous God of Wealth was just a pet beast in the palm of his hand. How dare he show off his power in front of us, the born holy fetuses?"

Fu Youzhi snorted contemptuously, slightly hooking her slender fingertips, and Po Meng's ghost robe woven with flowers and gold threads actually began to crack...

Jinsi seemed to only obey Fu Youzhi's command. She made a slight hook, and Po Meng's hundred ghost robe was almost completely torn. A piece of the robe on the back had fallen off, and the charming scenery on her chest could not be covered up -



Almost had to be stripped naked in public...

In front of so many big figures from the six realms, it is really too humiliating...

"I was wrong, I know I was wrong!" She wrapped her clothes, kowtowed in panic, and reached out to wipe Fu Youzhi's feet.

Fu Youzhi sneered, took back his foot, and snorted coldly,

"You deserve it too!?"

After saying that, he no longer paid attention to Po Meng who was kneeling on the ground.

Holding Ah Zhao in his arms with one hand, he turned to Gu Yanchen and said with a smile,

"Uncle... this is all your dream. Go to bed and wait for me when you go home..."

Her voice was somewhat charming, like the whispers and temptations of a god.

When gods walk in the world, they will inevitably be seen by mortals. If they are accidentally seen, as long as the mortal's memory is slightly adjusted, he will think that everything is a dream.

It's an old trick, very effective and avoids trouble.

Gu Yanchen looked at Fu Youzhi's clear smile and light brown eyes, as if there were countless ripples in the water, and suddenly...

Sleepy.

Without clear mind, it is difficult to distinguish what is real and what is illusion...

As soon as he falls asleep, Fu Youzhi's divine power will send him back to the human world and back to Xishan No. 1 Courtyard.

"Heaven's arrival..."

A clear Kagura sounded, and a goddess with a solemn expression came walking towards her with her hands behind her back.

Wearing a simple yet simple purple divine robe, she is...

The thunder god of the previous generation, the way of heaven of the present generation.

Fu Youzhi raised her eyes, glanced at her cautiously, and bowed respectfully.

Fu Youzhi was afraid of her from the bottom of her heart.

When she was the God of Thunder, she single-handedly overturned the entire demon world. Maybe something happened later, but she killed the previous generation of Tiandao and directly took charge of her own affairs.

Tiandao raised his eyelids and glanced at her, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, as if he had seen everything clearly and was laughing at everything. She stopped Fu Youzhi's hand that was about to cast the amnesia spell.

"God of Wealth, I heard that you found a sick pretty boy in the human world and became a god husband? Since you have brought a god husband with you this time, please take a seat."

Gu Yanchen's dazed mind suddenly cleared up, and he was also injected with countless common sense and history of the Six Realms.

No matter whether he could understand or digest it, the six realms and the God of Wealth were all crammed into his mind.

Fu Youzhi didn't understand what Tiandao was doing, but she really didn't dare to violate it, so she obediently took Gu Yanchen's arm and sat on the throne belonging to the God of Wealth.

"Greetings to Heaven..."

Amid the roaring mountains and tsunami, the six realms congratulate you.

Heaven doesn't like this kind of banquet that whitewashes peace. Who in the six realms doesn't have their own agenda?

She waved her hand boredly, motioning for everyone to get up and sit down.

"Ouch..." Everyone retreated to their positions. Only Po Meng, who was almost stripped naked, staggered and fell to the ground. The Hundred Ghost Robe was already difficult to cover her body, and now her entire shoulders were exposed.

"What's wrong with Po Meng?" Tiandao glanced at her, completely impatient, but with so many people watching, he had to ask to show his mercy.

"Qi Tian Dao, yes... yes..." She glanced at Fu Youzhi submissively, then looked at the encouraging eyes around her, and finally said it,

"The little one accidentally bumped into the God of Wealth, and then the golden thread on the Hundred Ghost Robe was taken away... Now, in the Six Worlds Conference, I slapped the God Realm in the face in public, the little one deserves to die, it's all mine

wrong……"

As I talked, tears flowed down. The pear blossoms were filled with rain, which was really heartbreaking.

Fu Youzhi originally didn't want Po Meng to dare to expose her face and sue her, so she felt uneasy in her heart, but she was still so arrogant in appearance.

In the main hall, you can hear a pin drop.

This matter may be said to be small, just to teach a kid a lesson, but it is also serious. After all, Po Meng showed her face in the God Realm.

Fu Youzhi was worried, her nails were clasped on her thin fingers, and a line of cold sweat rolled down her back.

The person who had been quiet next to her suddenly approached, his big hand wrapped around her small hand, and their fingers intertwined to prevent her from hurting herself.

The cool and calm aura surrounded her, and Fu Youzhi seemed to feel confident instantly.

"Oh," Tiandao rubbed his temples, shouting about such nonsense! He hated this Mrs. Meng in his heart, but he still had to pretend to be caring, loving and tolerant on his face.

"I heard that the God of Wealth became very successful in the entertainment industry. I guess he also has a good taste in fashion,"

She said with a smile,

"Since it was cut by the gods, I will wear it more often in the future. It matches your temperament."

Po Meng almost froze on the spot, her whole body covered in sweat, and was pulled back to her seat by the child ghost beside her.

Fu Youzhi looked at Tiandao with eyes filled with admiration and gratitude.

Unexpectedly, Tiandao withdrew his gaze from Po Meng and turned to Fu Youzhi meaningfully.

"God of Wealth, your fashion sense is okay, but your taste in choosing men is mediocre. There are so many good brothers in the God Realm who didn't like you, so why did you find a sick pretty boy to be your godly husband?"

"I think this is the wrong door and the wrong household, so why don't you just leave? I'll point out the God of Thunder to you, okay?"


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