When Tianmiao appeared in the western administration, the God of creation was already waiting for her.


    "Misty, hard work." The creator said with a smile, "thank you so much. The world... "


    "First of all, Xia Chuanyue, I''ve made up my mind. I won''t dig a corner for the two of you in the West. " Tianmiao interrupted the word of the God of creation and said directly.


    The smile on the God of creation''s face froze: "misty, is this not good? You know, there are few talents in the West..."


    "Uncle Xi, you know that we are even short of people. Besides, I haven''t checked how this soul came to your West. If it is found that someone on your side has done something wrong, I don''t care. I will take back more than one person. " The sky is slim and will not give up.


    "Well, well, when they come to report, I''ll ask that Xia Chuanyue to report to you in the East." The creator said helplessly.


    The internal staff in this world has always been not one person, but three people. Hayashikawa, Camille and Dean are all! Now Tianmiao just wants to go back to xiachuanyue. She thinks it''s very kind.


    "Who is that spirit?" The sky tiny suddenly sink voice to ask a way.


    "Ah? What are you talking about? " The God of creation looked puzzled.


    "Uncle Xi, what are you hiding?" The sky frowns.


    "No The creator has a serious face.


    "Uncle Xi, can you tell me the truth? I''m worried about my dad. " Tianmiao looked at the God of creation and said softly.


    The creator was silent.


    "Uncle Xi, please, can you tell me?" Heaven looked at the God of creation and asked.


    "Alas..." The creator sighed. "Well, I think I should tell you about it. It''s true that there are frequent problems in your Eastern world. This frequency is not in the normal range. Go back. I envy the way of heaven. I have such a good daughter. " The God of creation reached out and touched Tianmiao''s head, sighing.


    "Then I''ll go back. Thank you, uncle Astor. You are the most handsome." A smile appeared on Tianmiao''s face. He stretched out his hands and gave the creator a hug.


    God of creation''s heart is about to melt, he asked happily: "misty, how can you call me uncle Astor?"


    "I don''t know. It''s called subconsciously." When Tianmiao let go of the God of creation, he was also puzzled.


    "Oh, it''s OK. It''s OK. I love what you call me. All right, you go back. I believe wax gourd will be very happy to see you. " The God of creation took the little white cat off Tianmiao''s shoulder and said, "this little thing, I still have something to tell him to do. When he becomes strong, I''ll let him come to you. "


    "Well, thank you, handsome uncle Astor. Then, I''ll go back first." Tianmiao smiles again.


    After the tiny figure disappeared in the teleportation array, the God of creation threw the struggling little white cat on the ground.


    Looking at the restored hill, the God of creation said: "don''t talk, listen to me first. As you can see, the man didn''t give up at all, and he made a big deal. They all reached out to the West. Do you think you can be someone else''s opponent now? You can still have the power of the first world war if you didn''t come here before, and now? "


    Hill had a lot to say, but he was robbed by the God of creation, and he was silent.


    "Come on, go down. I have a headache when I look at you. Go ahead and do something good to restore your strength. How did I give birth to you? You see, people are so small. How lovely they are. Knowing that her father was in trouble, she went back to help solve the problem. And you? " The God of creation has sighed for the 10000th time that his daughter''s son is useless.


    Hill did not speak, but turned away.


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