Preaching

Jiang Feng was a little confused now.

He learned from the dream woman that.

He had created the universe where the Earth was.

He was the creator of this universe.

His fate had been exhausted, and he had absorbed what was left of his fate and was reborn.

Thinking about it carefully, he felt that something was wrong.

The universe had been formed for God knows how many light years.

He was only born after more than 20 years. No matter how he listened to it, it sounded a little ridiculous.

However, there was no need for Meng Po to lie to him.

Unable to figure it out, he shook his head and stopped thinking about it.

He wasn't thinking that far ahead now.

He only hoped that his strength would increase quickly and that he could save his son.

"Meng Po, I'm a little confused about how to make the three planets mature."

Jiang Feng was a little unclear about the mission, so he asked curiously.