The so-called God's throne meeting, in the eyes of Nine-tailed Fox, is nothing more than a wrangling meeting.

She hates all the gods, believing that they have stolen the power that belongs to her sisters and are a group of despicable people.

The reason why they agreed to participate was because the female Jiang asked her to go to the scene to see what Fu Xi was planning. If she was still stubborn, they would not hold back.

Before the divine meeting began, Song Qiao met Jinglan.

At that time, she was traveling around the world with Meng Lingyu.

They returned to the mission plane where they had met before, and took Baby Jiang with them. The family of three was so happy that they forgot the existence of time.

Every time they go to a plane, they will do the things they have done again, of course, mainly in bed.

Occasionally, if I can't control myself, I'll cast a little hypnotic spell on Baby Ginger to avoid being disturbed.

Most of the time, Song Qiao lay in bed. There were a few times when Meng Lingyu went too far, and she couldn't help kicking him out of the bed and crying pitifully.

When Jinglan came to find him, Song Qiao had just gotten out of bed and was cooking for his wife and children.

She wore an apron, her long hair was tied into a low ponytail, and a strand of broken hair fell in front of her forehead, adding a bit of tenderness.

Song Qiao was not surprised to see Jinglan when he opened the door, "Here? Come in and sit for a while, I'm cooking."

Jinglan followed her through the door, looking a little dazed. She was wearing a red robe and her hair was as white as snow, which did not match the modern and fashionable house at all.

She has traveled to many worlds and is no stranger to the modern technological plane, but she is just not used to it.

Song Qiao was not used to the state of being a wife at this time, and was not used to Song Qiao's gentle attitude. After seeing Meng Lingyu come out with her child in her arms, her dislike turned into dislike.

Along with it, the air was suffocated.

In this place called home, she is more like an outsider.

Plates of dishes were placed on the table. Song Qiao wiped his hands, avoided Meng Lingyu's claws, walked to the sofa, led Jinglan, and sat at the dining table together.

Jiang Baobao looked at Jinglan curiously and was not honest when sitting on Meng Lingyu's lap. "Mommy! Mommy!" She grabbed Meng Lingyu's finger and looked at Jinglan.

Meng Lingyu curled his lips and smiled softly, "I'm a guest. You have to call me aunt."

Jinglan's eyes were cold, "That's not necessary. If she wants, she can call me mother."

Tsk, Meng Lingyu sneered, said nothing, and just lowered his head to feed Jiang Baobao.

Song Qiao sighed and poured a glass of wine for himself and Jinglan, "I'm sorry for the harm I caused you before." Song Qiao raised his glass and apologized sincerely.

Jinglan didn't drink, but just raised her eyes to look at Song Qiao, her eyes full of sadness, "Are you apologizing to me just because of the previous hurt? You owe me a wedding."

Song Qiao bit her lip and was thinking about how to answer when she heard Meng Lingyu cough and wave the hand holding the chopsticks in front of her. The wedding ring on her finger was dazzling.

Naturally, Jing Lan also saw it. She took out a sachet from her arms and said, "Do you remember? As promised, we will have bundles of black hair and we will never leave each other."

No, the world is going to be destroyed, why do I still have to face the Shura Field? Song Qiao's mood was a little distorted. She felt that if her resentment increased, it would definitely form a new source of pollution!

"Okay! You all shut up!!" Song Qiao patted the table.

Meng Lingyu raised her eyebrows, "I didn't say anything, so don't get hurt by accident." As she said that, she stretched out her foot and lightly kicked Song Qiao's calf.

Before Jing Lan spoke, Song Qiao took the time to speak: "You come to me, you must have already known Nu Jiang's plan. She wants to destroy the world, and no one can stop her. Not you, not me. It's impossible for us to tie her together. So, before she dies, let me live a good life for a few days, thank you."

"What about after the world is destroyed? Are you really ready to surrender without mercy?" Jinglan asked calmly.

This question was obviously what Meng Lingyu wanted to ask. During this period, whenever she wanted to discuss this topic in depth with Song Qiao, she would always be led astray by Song Qiao and go somewhere else.

So I never got an answer.

Now that Jinglan is here, Song Qiao can no longer escape.

"Okay, I admit it. Female Jiang and I have an agreement. I let her retain everyone's spiritual consciousness. Even if she doesn't become a god, we will meet in various worlds." Song Qiao's answer was half true and half false. Only in this way will they not be suspected.

In fact, this is not the case at all. Even Nujiang and Nuwa will disappear together. When the time comes, only she and she will be left in the world. She wants to gather the consciousness of her lovers with her own hands and send them into reincarnation with her own hands. She wants to be the last watchman.

The only thing left, hope.

But there is no need to let them know about this.

Meng Lingyu and Jinglan both believed this answer. After all, they didn't expect that Song Qiao would lie about Nv Jiang.

Moreover, Female Jiang is capable of doing this. It is not difficult for the Supreme God to retain their consciousness.

Jinglan breathed a sigh of relief: "That's fine. It doesn't matter if I don't become a god, as long as I can be with you."

It's rare to see a master who can hit the ball straight. Song Qiao was a little worried about his waist after the opponent left.

"Are we going to attend the God's throne meeting?" Jinglan continued to ask.

Song Qiao shook his head, "It doesn't mean much. Even if we all get together, put aside our past grudges, and fight against Nu Jiang and Nu Wa together, nothing will change. They are not of the same class as us."

Having said this, Song Qiao held Jinglan's hand. The smoky gray eyes that had appeared countless times in Jinglan's dreams were finally no longer as ruthless as they were in the dream. Jinglan felt a pain in her heart and couldn't help tightening her fingers, her eyes were slightly red.

"Pei Wu and I have merged, so Jinglan, forgive me for not being able to recognize you or get married to you. My selfishness has caused the current situation. All I can give you is the promise of the next life." Song Qiao said warmly. He raised his hand and touched Jinglan's eyes.

"sorry."

During the meeting of the Gods, what all the gods did not expect was that Lucifer was killed by Luo Fusheng.

What they didn't expect was that Luo Fusheng directly started the indiscriminate killing mode, and Jinglan went crazy with her. Starting from the high gods, they killed each other world after world, annihilating each other's soul and seizing each other's godhead. The evil energy was surging, more terrifying than pollution.

The throne meeting ended in a hurry, and Fuxi joined forces with Donghuang and Dijun to stop Luo Fusheng and Jinglan.

But their efforts to stop him had no effect. Luo Fusheng's purpose of spreading fear had been achieved. Moreover, after the death of Hades, the fear of the gods reached its limit.

Hades died due to the joint efforts of Emile and the Nine-tailed Fox. When Luo Fusheng and Jinglan attracted everyone's attention, after the meeting of the God's Throne, they simply laid a dragnet and eliminated Hades.

There is no need for the Supreme God to take action. The gods have already started a civil war.

Fuxi wanted to persuade everyone to join forces to fight against Nujiang and the others, but he always forgot that there were some people who would never abandon the glory of the Supreme God, even if the world changed.

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