Hearing this voice, the expression of the celestial god changed, and the clouds that had risen under his feet slowly dissipated.
There was a rustle in the bushes, and then, from the bushes behind the river beach, a little girl slowly walked out.
Like these humans, she was dressed very crudely. She seemed to be wearing a coat sewn with some kind of white fur, and her lower body was wearing a long skirt made of the same fur.
But unlike the humans, this little girl who looked only 13 or 14 years old was born very beautifully. She had long black hair like a cloud, which was turned into a bun with a hairpin made of wood. Under the eyelashes, there was a pair of bright eyes, small lips, without any makeup, showing a faint pink color. Her teeth were white, and there were faint purple tattoos on the corners of her eyes.
Her skin was fair, like white porcelain with a faint luster. Looking at her jade-finger arms, thin waist, and fair skin, even Wise Immortal and Bai Qiuran couldnât help but admire her beauty.
But the pretty little girl looked cold at the moment, and, on her shoulder, there was a big black snake clinging to her shoulders, hissing her tongue.
Seeing this little girl coming out, the celestial god also changed his expression, and asked quickly:
âThe Goddess of Plague, why are you here?â
The little girl didnât answer his question right away, she just walked to the river beach, glanced at the humans lying on the ground, glanced at the dragon corpse lying on the river beach, and then coldly said:
âI poisoned this dragon, it has nothing to do with them.â
âWhat?â
Seeing the offering was about to escape his hands, the celestial god couldnât help but exclaim:
âYou mean you poisoned my dragon for no reason? Even if you are the righteous god in charge of the plague poison, His Majesty will not indulge you. The Goddess of Plague, I advise you to think about it and let this group of humans hold the responsibility for you. I donât have to hold it accountable.â
âDoes this girl need Human Race to hold my responsibility?â
The little girl snorted coldly, and then said:
âI am here to test a new poison pill by His Majestyâs order. If you want to cause trouble to His Majesty the Emperor, you can do it. Anyway, your dragon is stupid enough to play in the river where this girl is testing poison⊠You neglect your own pet, and still want to blame me when it dies? Your dragon broke into the test field of His Majesty the Emperor. I havenât asked you about your guilt, but you want to blame me first? A little god, dare to be rampant in front of this girl?â
âThisâŠâŠâ
The deity took a step back with a little fear on his face.
âGo away.â
The little girl glanced sideways at him, and the viper on her shoulder stood high, hissing her tongue.
âThis girl knows that the celestial gods are very unpleasant to me, but His Majesty is not going to embarrass me, a righteous god, for a little godâs word like yours. If you donât get out of the way, this girl will use you to test medicine for His Majesty! â
âThe Goddess of Plague, I have written down this matter today!â
The celestial god was very unconvinced and arched his hand to a little girl who had just reached his ankle, and then angrily carried the dragon corpse on the ground.
âBah! Itâs really bad luck. Why did I meet a damned god?â
He cursed angrily in a low voice, and his figure quickly rose to the level of nearly a thousand feet, and then flew up into the sky, carrying the black dragon into the sky.\nThe little girl obviously heard the abuse of this god, but she didnât care. Instead, she turned to look at the group of human races on the ground and said:
âYou guys, get up.â
âYes.â
Several human races who seemed to be hunters got up from the ground, lowered their heads, and stood far away from the little girl.
âDo you need me to send you back to the clan?â
The little girl asked after hesitating for a moment.
âDonât dare, donât dare.â
The leader of the human race shook his head hurriedly and said:
âThe great god doesnât need to be busy with our own affairs, we dare not delay.â
âHmph, then you go by yourself.â
The little girl turned around and said:
âStarting now, before it gets dark, you should be able to return to your clan.â
âYes.â
Several humans lowered their heads, and the leader whispered:
âThen these lowly ones will go.â
Then, this group of human races ran into the dense forest as if avoiding some disaster, and disappeared.
The little girl didnât express any disrespect to these human races. She walked to the river and took out a small bottle from her jacket and poured it into the river water. Then, she put away the bottle, asked coldly:
âThe one over there, have you seen enough?â
At this time, Bai Qiuran suddenly realized that Heavenâs restriction on him had been unknowingly resolved. He was standing outside the bushes with such big thorns and did not hide it, so the little girl found out easily.
Because the girl who was suspected of being a god seemed to have no hostility towards the human race, Bai Qiuran touched his nose and walked out of the bushes.
âMissâŠâ
He arched his hand at the little girl and asked:
âExcuse me, this isâŠâ
âThis is the border of the humanâs hunting area, and beyond it, there is an uninhabited wilderness.â
The little girl answered Bai Qiuranâs question very coldly, and then asked him:
âAre you a newborn god?â
âWhat?â
Bai Qiuran looked at her hands and feet, and said in surprise:
âI thinkâŠI should be a human being.â
âStop pretending to me.â
The little girl waved her hand very impatiently:
âHow can a human body have such huge energy? If you are a human and alone in this wilderness, you have already become the food of other beasts.â
Bai Qiuran was stunned. It seemed that the human race of this era was not as strong as he thought.
âOk.â
So, he could only say:
âThen, what do you say I am?â
âWhere are you born from?â
The little girl asked again:
âAlthough you are a little confused and canât remember your race, you should know where you were born, right?â
Bai Qiuran said in his heart that âI really donât knowâ. From the time he remembered, he seemed to have been abandoned on a certain battlefield, relying on rummaging through the dead peopleâs corpses to make a living.
He thought for a long time, but couldnât think of a good reason, so he could only say in a nonchalant manner:
âI am an orphan.â
âOrphan?â
The little girl thought for a while with a weird expression, but suddenly she thought of something, her expression softened a lot.
âI understand.â
She said to Bai Qiuran:
âAre you a second-generation god? Your parents were killed when you were born, just like me.â
âUh, am I a second-generation god?â
Bai Qiuran touched his head, pretending to be dumbfounded.
âIt seems that you still donât know the situation.â
The little girl sighed, turned around, and said:
âCome with me.â
She stepped forward, Bai Qiuran rushed to her side in three and two steps, walked side by side with her, and asked:
âMiss, can I know your name?â
âYou can call me Jiang Lan.â
The little girl answered Bai Qiuranâs question and then asked: