Liu Erlong was utterly moved!
Compared to the Angel God,
Bibi Dong was practically a saint.
[Bibi Dong: Call me Sister Dong!]
[Liu Erlong: Old woman, stop messing around!]
[Group Member Number Nine: See that? That's what happens when the beating wasn't fast enough or harsh enough.]
[Dugu Yan: Qian Renxue: Mother, your slaps back then weren't fast enough or harsh enough. We still have to rely on my Old Ancestor now!]
[Yu Luosha: Number Nine, do not harm me!]
[Everyone: Haha!!]
The Rakshasa God was completely numb at that moment.
What?
Qian Renxue had already pleaded for her, yet this bastard Number Nine...
He truly wanted to get her killed!
[Ning Rongrong: I'm dying of laughter. Compared to the Angel God, Pope Sister really is merciful.]
[Tang Yuehua: It really is funny. I never thought I'd live to hear someone praise Bibi Dong for being merciful. That's utterly absurd.]
[Bibi Dong: Yuehua, what exactly do you mean by that?]
[Tang Yuehua withdrew a message.]
[Tang Yuehua: Good night, Pope Sister.]
God Realm.
The Angel God looked at the messages in the Group Chat and fell into a dilemma.
Hmm, that was probably enough.
But then again!
Would this Rakshasa God be like Liu Erlong—letting herself be persuaded one moment, then turning around and continuing to provoke her the next?
"Yu Luosha, let me ask you. If I let you go now, can you stop provoking me from now on?"
Upon hearing that, the Rakshasa God almost wanted to laugh.
Stop provoking you from now on?
If I don't provoke you to death in the future, then I'm not Yu Luosha, and I'm not the cunning Rakshasa God!
"Yuhan, what are you talking about? We're a family that loves and kills each other... a loving family. I won't even have