Fang Leng took An Xiaobai away from the mountains and walked.

With Fang Leng's current strength, it was a matter of thought, but in this case, he didn't want to be like that, and he walked very well.

Anyway, he had already seen this world once when his soul left his body, and Fang Leng was more leisurely pretending to be a mortal and traveling through the world like a mortal.

Before, he had been rushing and was too impatient to do things. As a result, Fang Leng felt that his practice had reached its limit and it was difficult to improve any further, so he was just a little more leisurely.

An Xiaobai, on the other hand, was chattering and talking to Fang Leng.

"Brother God, what's your name?"

"My name is Fang Leng."

"Hey, is this because your face is very square and gives people a cold feeling?"

An Xiaobai asked innocently, because Fang Leng had fooled her before, which made An Xiaobai feel that every name had a reason, so when she heard Fang Leng's name, she also started to associate.

Fang Leng’s black line, where is my face square?

"That's because my dad's surname is Fang!"

"Dad? What is that?"

An Xiaobai heard another new word, but he didn't understand.

Fang Leng said: "It's what my father means."

"What's the father?"

Fang Leng: “…”

Why do this unlucky child asks everything?

Fang Leng was about to go crazy and gritted his teeth and said, "It's your mother's spouse."

Fang Leng's tone, three words seemed to be cursing. An Xiaobai noticed Fang Leng's impatientness, but she was so curious that she asked again: "What's that mother?"

"It's your mother!"

"What is mother?"

Fang Leng: “…”

Give me aside!

Fang Leng's scalp was numb. Looking at An Xiaobai with a simple face, he wanted to flick her forehead and knock on her head to see what was inside.

"Which female fox was born to you? She is your mother!"

Fang Leng felt that he would be more patient, and he was a master who surpassed the gods. He was anxious and a child with a strong curiosity. What was it like?

So he finally gave an answer, and An Xiaobai finally understood.

"So that's it! It turns out that this is what it means. I have seen human race call it father and mother before, but I don't understand what that means."

"Then why do you call me uncle and brother?"

"Because people call older people uncles! But I found that you don't seem to like them very much, so I changed my words to call you brother."

Fang Leng: “…”

Seeing An Xiaobai's serious look, Fang Leng wanted to hammer her, but she still tolerated it. It was obvious that someone, who was young forever, looked like he was eighteen years old, so why did he get older?

"Have you been to human territory?"

"I've been there, but I was caught. I'm lucky to run out."

When An Xiaobai talked about this, he did not have any emotional fluctuations, nor did he feel afraid at all. He seemed to be talking about an insignificant thing.

Fang Leng didn't comment on her experience. No creature in the world will experience unfortunate things to a greater or lesser extent, and Fang Leng didn't have so much sympathy.

The topic suddenly ended like this. Both of them were silent for a long time, but An Xiaobai couldn't remain silent for too long. She continued to ask: "Brother Fang Leng, are you particularly powerful among gods?"

"That's right."

"Then can you beat Zhurong?"

"Who is Zhurong?"

Fang Leng actually knew this name, Zhu Rong, which is the name of the God of Fire in legend. However, he didn't know if An Xiaobai was talking about Zhu Rong, so he asked.

"Zhurong is the most powerful god! But there is a god of Gonggong who is not convinced, and they often fight!"

Before An Xiaobai went up the mountain, he also heard these stories while in the human race. It is said that Gonggong and Zhurong were brothers, but later they turned against each other for some reason. Their strength was not the same, but Zhurong was regarded as the strongest god by humans. Gonggong naturally dissatisfied, so the two gods often fought, but no one could do anything to each other.

"That's how it works!"

Fang Lengman said indifferently: "I should be able to beat ten."

"I don't believe it!"

An Xiaobai knew what Fang Leng said as soon as he heard this. She smiled and said, "Does the fairy brother like to talk big, too?"

Fang sneered without saying a word.

He was indeed lying because An Xiaobai told Zhu Rong's name and said that there was a Gonggong. Then Fang Leng thought about it and found the two of them, and then...

Fang Leng felt that he could kill them with a slap.

Of course, this is just Fang Leng's feeling, and I don't know if it's an illusion. After all, people may be too swelling, so Fang Leng didn't directly say that he could slap them to death.

Unexpectedly, An Xiaobai regarded it as a big talk.

"It's a coincidence that they are fighting now. Do you want to go and have a look?"

Fang Leng's thoughts had reached thousands of miles away. Since his soul left his body, his divine thoughts had already traveled as far as he wanted. It was only a matter of moments to circle this planet.

When An Xiaobai heard this, his eyes lit up. As a fox full of curiosity, she was of course very interested in the fight between gods.

"I want to go, but they are very dangerous to fight!"

An Xiaobai was still worried, and Fang sneered: "It's okay, I will protect you."

Fang Leng said casually, but An Xiaobai was stunned, would you protect her...

She was still immersed in some inexplicable emotion, and suddenly she was picked up by Fang Leng. When she opened her eyes, she saw two giants fighting.

A red giant was full of fire, and a blue giant was full of ice.

Both giants are dozens of feet tall. An Xiaobai compared them and felt that he was still too small.

These two giants are Zhurong and Gonggong. To be precise, they are not giants, but giant gods.

Youdao is that gods and immortals are suffering from fighting, so Gonggong and Zhurong still chose to go to the barren mountains in battle.

Despite this, the flood caused by communist spell casting still flooded a lot of farmland.

When Fang Leng saw the farmland, he was also shocked. It was only after so little time that the primitive people learned to farm, which was so scary...

The first one to start planting was the Shennong Tribe. This technology was quickly spread to other tribes and was quickly promoted.

This is all off-topic. In short, the two gods are still quite ornamental when fighting. Floods are flooded and fires are soaring into the sky. Fang Leng always feels that his battle is the least ornamental, because he either crushes others or is crushed by others. He will always be open to tens of thousands, never fives of fives.

Fang Leng was very satisfied with the blockbuster special effects in front of him. When the aftermath of the battle splashed on Fang Leng's side, An Xiaobai was afraid of getting to Fang Leng's arms, but he saw an invisible barrier in front of him, blocking everything...
Chapter completed!