Quick Transmission: Host, don’t touch the boss, he’s going to kiss you

Gods can marry humans as wives. According to the requirements of divine marriage, the god who marries a wife must donate half of his divine power to his bride, so that she can become a being transcending life and death.

However, in the past thousand years, there have been very few gods who have wanted to marry. This is because gods who have devoted most of their divine power will fall into a period of burnout, and will be swallowed up by other forces if they are not careful.

Although the human being who becomes the bride does not have infinite divine power like the gods, her lifespan is therefore as long as the sky. Even if the gods are devoured or destroyed, she will still survive in the world.

Unless, unless she voluntarily gives up this life span.

When Si Yan said the words "let's get married", Aning found that the scene in front of her was smeared like spilled ink, and she fell into darkness.

The surrounding scene gradually changed, as if covered by a huge black cloth, and she could not see anything.

Darkness was Aning's greatest fear, and it was a conditioned fear. After a while, cold sweat broke out on her forehead, and her whole body began to tremble.

The only sound in the air was her heavy breathing.

"Si Yan." Aning called the god's name into the dark space.

Suddenly, a glimmer of light appeared in front of her eyes, which seemed to be a guide. At this moment, Aning was like a plant that had been short of water for a long time and suddenly absorbed the water source and suddenly took root.

But just when she touched the glimmer of light, the light suddenly stopped. At that moment, Aning felt something pulling her limbs, and then heard Si Yan's voice.

"Sikong Divine Envoy, why are you here free?"

Then a huge image appeared in front of her, the light dispelled the darkness, and Si Yan's figure appeared in the picture.

He was sitting on the rotten and shabby altar, with a kind smile still on his face, but his clothes were shabby, and the gleaming, exquisite and beautiful shrine was covered with a thick layer of dust.

"Recently, many divine envoys are dying rapidly. The end of the gods is coming. The next one is either you or me. Are you really not afraid of the divine envoy Si Yan?"

Under the altar, a young man wearing black brocade clothes had a solemn expression, but his tone was very kind.

"I'm not afraid of dying, I'm just afraid of not being able to see her." Si Yan said.

"In that case, how about we make a deal." The young man's slightly cloudy eyes were fixed on the god on the altar.

This person should be the Sikong in Si Yan's mouth. Aning looked at the scene on the screen carefully and remembered the words he heard at the beginning.

"We are destined to perish. This is inevitable." The smile on Si Yan's face remained, but his eyes were extremely cold.

"I knew you were unwilling to cooperate with me." Sikong was still staring at the altar. He was not unhappy at all because of the other party's rejection, and his tone was still kind. "However, if you change your mind, you can go to Lishan at any time to find someone." I, hope it’s before I disappear.”

Si Yan said, "You won't disappear so quickly."

Sikong: "You know again?"

Si Yan nodded: "Yeah, I saw it."

Sikong laughed and repeated: "Are you really not going to cooperate with me?"

Si Yan: "I will not do anything that harms my own people."

"But if you don't do this, the only one who will be swallowed is you." Sikong sighed.

"I will not be swallowed, even if I only have half of my divine power." Si Yan curled his lips and said with a half-smile.

"It's just that I worry too much." Sikong said.

"You are worrying too much. I will wait until my wife is the last god in the world." Si Yan smiled, his voice was ethereal and high.

"The last god to disappear?" Sikong asked.

But what awaited him was a long silence.

Aning stayed in the dead silence, his eyes fixed on the two divine envoys in the picture, and he listened to their words word by word.

She no longer shivered, she just felt that she was very cold now, as cold as if she were in an ice cellar, and the last words Sikong said kept swirling in her mind.

Will...disappear?

Will Si Yan disappear?

After Sikong left, the god sitting on the altar slowly raised his eyes. His eyes were in a daze and he didn't know where to look. Without the offerings of incense and candles, his divine power could no longer be improved, and his period of weakness was gradually extended. The clothes were all torn and old.

I don’t know how long it took, but the god on the altar finally changed. He left the altar, then floated in the air, slowly drifted to the courtyard, and finally stopped in front of a thick tree. A long time.

As he transitions, the scene on the screen also changes.

The yard was still the same yard, but Aning had never seen such a depressing scene before. The rotten gate, the stairs covered with dead leaves, and the mottled rain on the walls...

Seeing all of this, she was about to suffocate. The limbs that were pulled gradually became stronger, almost tearing her apart. Her eyes were covered with mist, and Aning had a headache that was about to explode.

She didn't know what Si Yan had gone through, but it must not have been a good thing.

The huge picture in front of her suddenly shattered like flying sparks and melted in the darkness, and at the deepest point, the glimmer of light appeared again, and it gradually transformed into a human figure, getting closer and closer to her.

Wherever the man walked, the darkness was slowly dispelled, replaced by dazzling light. Aning felt a warm power wrapping around her.

This power allowed her trapped limbs to relax, her vision became much clearer, and her headache was also well relieved.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here."