Just a quick calculation, you are a fugitive!

The next moment, Su Chen's body trembled.

The merits that were previously injected into the incense still had power, and they were actually returned.

Zhang Qian obviously noticed it, and looked at Su Chen in disbelief.

The latter could only smile bitterly.

It seemed...

that he didn't even want to struggle.

He looked at the City God of Cuicheng, who had obviously recovered from his shock, his face full of sorrow.

Zhang Qian sighed.

"Gods have calamities."

"Once you encounter a calamity, you must find ways to resolve it."

"Only after you get through it can you continue to exist. If you can't get through it, you will fall."

Su Chen was silent.

Duke Wei Ling should use reincarnation to deal with the calamity.

But obviously, it didn't achieve the desired effect.

He gritted his teeth.

Merits have always been the most useful.

What if the merits just now were not enough?

In the stunned eyes of the City God of Cuicheng, Su Chen injected all his merits into the incense and offered it again.

The fragrance floated up.

The four or five-year-old child under the black cloud noticed it and was slightly surprised.

But soon, all the merits returned to Su Chen.

"Alas, it's useless." Zhang Qian sighed.

"The City God of Cuicheng has been practicing for thousands of years and is knowledgeable. He will fight for a glimmer of hope. It seems that..." He exhaled, "Merits can't help."

Su Chen frowned.

Is he going to watch the gods fall?

He didn't want to.

"There must be other ways, right?"

He looked at the City God of Cuicheng, who shook his head slowly.

"Xiao Su, if there is a way, our mountains and rivers will be crowded with gods."

"It is probably that only special opportunities can help them survive the catastrophe."

"Those who can't survive almost all choose to die."

"The exception is that the immortal seed is left behind, you have seen it..."

"Before, I thought it was going to survive the thunder catastrophe, but now it seems that the City God took the initiative to invite it. At the same time as the death, a rain of gods will be brought to Cuicheng."

Zhang Qian sighed.

"I didn't expect that I could witness the death of a god in my lifetime."

"I don't know whether it's lucky or sad..."

I didn't expect that the City God, as a god, still had to face extinction.

In this world, life and death are all fate.

Most gods can't avoid it, let alone those who practice Taoism?

After sighing, Zhang Qian felt relieved again.

Fortunately, he didn't practice Taoism for immortality.

He couldn't avoid the secular world, loved money, loved food, and loved mountains and rivers.

Just thinking about it, Su Chen's voice came to his ears: "Will the immortal seeds be useful?"

Zhang Qian was stunned, and subconsciously replied: "If it is useful, can only the immortal seeds be left? There must be no... um? Where are the people?"

The City God of Cuicheng shook his head blankly.

Zhang Qian blinked, frowned, and then couldn't believe it.

"Xiao Su won't..."

He looked at the roof suddenly.

He felt that the roof affected his vision, so he ran out and looked up.

The City God of Cuicheng seemed to have sensed something, and he flashed and reappeared on the roof.

Not far from this courtyard is the West Lake.

He sensed Su Chen's presence there.

When Su Chen returned to the villa, Liu Chunhua asked him in confusion: "Ah Chen, why did you come back so early to eat today?"

Seeing him quickly go upstairs, Liu Chunhua muttered: "Could it be that something you need is left at home?"

She hurriedly followed him, and when she walked to the bedroom and study, she found that they were empty, and immediately stamped her feet: "This child... left without saying a word."

For the first time, Su Chen tried to open the exit of the ghost road in the air.

Under the dark clouds.

He appeared next to the four or five-year-old child holding the immortal seed that had grown green buds.

Although he fell down as soon as he left the ghost road, he opened the lid as soon as possible and threw the glass and the immortal seed inside into the child's arms.

Under the latter's astonished eyes, a ghost appeared again below Su Chen. Su Chen's figure disappeared, and reappeared on one of the roofs of the lake island.

Before the group guarding the lake island noticed, Su Chen disappeared again.

This time he arrived in the yard and appeared beside Zhang Qian.

Zhang Qian tilted his head and wiped his eyes at this moment.

"Is it my eyes that are blurry? Little Su really went up?"

"No, the immortal seed is clearly condensed by the gods with the last divine power, and is used for resurrection. It shouldn't be... Is that thing really useful?"

Zhang Qian scratched his face subconsciously.

A voice came from the side: "I don't know, but, I have to try it."

Zhang Qian was stunned and turned his head.

The moment he saw Su Chen, he was stunned for a moment, and his body couldn't help but lean back.

"Hey hey hey~"

Su Chen reached out and grabbed his coat, and when his head was about to hit the ground, he lifted him up.

After standing firm, Zhang Qian immediately tidied his clothes and looked at the top of his head again.

"Can the ghost path go up to the sky? How did it happen before..."

His words stopped abruptly.

Because above, under the black clouds, the almost invisible figure of the four or five-year-old child was now covered by a piece of white silk.

The source of the white silk was a little green light.

At a glance at that little green light, Zhang Qian could sense the strong vitality in it.

That breath...

He turned his head to look at Su Chen, with shock in his eyes that could not be concealed.

He remembered.

On Chunming Street, a seed grew tender leaves and flowers in Su Chen's hand, and the cucumbers it produced were crisp and tender.

In the hospital in Guangdong Province, only his power could make the immortal seed swallow.

So, what the immortals devour is not power, but vitality?

Will that little bit of green light allow the City God to survive this catastrophe?

Like Zhang Qian, the City God of Cuicheng also thought a lot in a short period of time.

But he knew very little about the inside story, and now he finally had a little hope in his confusion.

On Chunming Street.

Wang Haitao and Dong Rongjin's necks were sore.

The two rubbed their necks while doubting.

"Is this really a thunder tribulation? Why is there no movement?"

"I don't know." Wang Haitao shook his head.

"You definitely don't know, ask Liu Xian quickly."

Wang Haitao was annoyed: "Do you think I won't ask? I don't know where Liu Xian ran off to!"

This time it was Dong Rongjin's turn to be surprised.

"Liu Xian was in your body even when he was sleeping before, but now he has left you?!"

"Tell me! Did you do something outrageous to anger Liu Xian?"

"How is that possible?" Wang Haitao denied, "I used to pee on Liu Xian's altar when I was drunk, and he didn't leave."

Dong Rongjin: "!!!"

He gave a thumbs up.

"Liu Xian is really good-tempered."

Wang Haitao waved his hand: "Let's not talk about Liu Xian first, what's going on? Or you can call Master Su Tianshi?"

"I won't."

"My master and uncle left together. They were so anxious that they didn't even have time to explain. It must be an urgent matter. Calling now is just disturbing, understand?"

Said Dong Rongjin and looked at the black cloud again.

"You said it was a thunder tribulation, so there should be something in the cloud, right?"

"But why do I always feel that there is something under the cloud?"

He wiped his eyes, but still found nothing, so he simply kicked Wang Haitao: "Did you see anything?"

Wang Haitao nodded in agreement.

"What? Hurry up and tell me!"

"A black spot."

"Black spot?"

Wang Haitao pulled the chair to the side.

"Pah!"

Dong Rongjin felt a chill on his head.

He raised his hand and touched it stupidly.

He met Wang Haitao's forced smile.

The latter said after the fact: "Bird shit, hide quickly?"