Traveling through the apocalypse to raise a beauty

When the fireworks exploded, the others came out. Everyone stood there in a daze, looking at the scene in front of them. Qiu Bieyi stretched out his hand and used his magical power to transform into a transparent little animal, and walked towards Zhenqing.

"elder brother?"

Zhenqing threw herself into his arms, eyes sparkling, "Does it look good Qiuqiu?"

Qiu Bieyi nodded lovingly, tapped his forehead gently, and said with a smile, "Very beautiful, using high-level peak nuclear crystals to blow up fireworks, you're really the one who came up with this idea."

Zhenqing coughed lightly and smiled awkwardly, "I will supply them, mainly because only high-level peak ones can be blown up, and the others cannot have this effect."

Because other levels will explode as duds.

Li Xiao and Lan Yun had already jumped up to their side, and the girl jumped up excitedly, "Wow!!!"

Lan Yun turned into a little fox and was hugged by Zhen Qing. "Do you like it?"

"like!!!"

"So beautiful!" Jiang Ye looked at the fireworks still exploding in the sky, "How did they do that?"

"I combined the sleight of hand and the illusion, and used a few nuclear crystals to copy and paste. I can keep blowing it up like this for a few days if I want."

Zhenqing explained briefly, "The surrounding environment is an illusion created by divine power."

Everyone gathered around and chattered.

Wen Sheng put his arm around Gu Yuan's waist and pulled the boy's coat with his other hand, "Come back to your senses, Yuan Yuan."

Gu Yuan finally reacted. He lowered his eyes and leaned into Wen Sheng's arms, catching a divine light spot flying towards him. Looking at the fireworks and scenery in the sky, he felt a sense of inexplicable bitterness in his heart, but at the same time he felt very happy. The boy tossed the light spot in his hand and smiled at Zhen Qing who was looking at him.

He closed his eyes and whispered, "Wen Sheng."

"I'm here."

Wen Sheng bent down and kissed the boy's forehead, picked him up, nodded to Zhenqing and the others, and walked into the tent.

The people who knew about the situation looked at each other and breathed a sigh of relief. In fact, Gu Yuan had been a little distracted recently. Ever since the Wen Sheng incident, something was not right. He himself might have realized it, but he didn't know what to do.

However, after knowing each other for so many years, they still had the tacit understanding that they should have. They all guessed why Gu Yuan did that, so they all left space for them on Wei Yang’s birthday.

Jiang Ye looked at the two people over there and asked with some concern, "What happened to A Yuan?"

"He's fine." Mu Yao took the little fox, "He's just sleepy."

"Oh oh oh."

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The crowd didn't make a fuss for long and soon dispersed and returned to their tents to rest.

Wei Yang pulled Ling Jie to sit in the tent and check the news. Today was his birthday, so there would be many blessings from other friends. The most direct one was Mr. Lu, who became the head of our family at a young age.

[Today is also a day to love my wife]: Wei Xiaoyang! Happy birthday!

[Today is also a day to love my wife]: [Transfer]

[Yang]: You are too insincere, aren't you? Who is short of money? But thank you anyway.

【Yang】：［Payment received］

[Today is also a day to love my wife]: I will wait for you to come back and make up for the party!

[Today is also a day to love my wife]: I thought of a great party theme!

Wei Yang suddenly shuddered. When he was 16 years old, Mr. Lu paid for a huge party on a cruise ship. The whole party looked like a nouveau riche party with all the golden hair and rainbow-haired waiters standing at the entrance of the cruise ship shouting "Happy Birthday, Young Master" to the public.

[Yang]: Thank you, but it’s not necessary. How about you add two more zeros?

[Today is also a day to love my wife]: Do you dislike me?! Are we still good brothers?

[Today is also a day to love my wife]: [Transfer]

[Today is also a day to love my wife]: I can still give you this little money, you need to have a party! I'll plan it for you! Remember to trick His Highness into it, last time I gave His Highness a little surprise he didn't even look at it, he just turned around and left! Woo woo woo woo.

【Yang】：?

【Yang】：［Refund］

【漾】: Get out.

[Today is also a day to love my wife]: Oh!

Ling Jie held Wei Yang in his arms, his mouth twitching, "Lu Zixuan?"

Wei Yang responded with a "Do Not Disturb" and switched to another dialog box to collect the money. "It's him."

Lingjie narrowed his eyes, "Didn't Anya take care of him? Can a marriage certificate be used as a profile picture???"

Wei Yang paused, looking at the avatar with messages popping up above his head. It was a standard wedding photo with a red background, and it was Luo Anya's side. Wei Yang coughed lightly, and he brought up Luo Anya's dialog box for Ling Jie to see.

"One came out of the quilt."

[Today is also a day to love my husband]

Profile picture: A standard wedding photo with a red background, showing Lu Zixuan’s side.

Wei Yang: “….”

Spiritual interpretation: “….”

"Lu Zixuan forced Anya to change her name, right?" Ling Jie swiped away and clicked into another dialog box.

Wei Yang happily took the money, "Maybe."

The two of them carefully replied to all the birthday wishes before preparing to rest. Just as Wei Yang was about to lie down, he saw Ling Jie actively release his wings.

Wei Yang: “???”

Lingjie was wearing white pajamas, with the clothes half pulled down to her shoulders. Her wings half-wrapped her from behind. Her face was slightly flushed, and her tone was gentle with a hint of coquettishness, "Ayang..."

Wei Yang took a deep breath, covered his nose, and stared at the boy with pink all over his body, "Ah? ....Ah???"

Ling Jie reached out and hooked Wei Yang's belt, tilted his head and called softly, "Brother?"

Wei Yang was only unconscious for two or three seconds, and then he immediately turned his head away from him. It must be abnormal to release wings on his own initiative! !

He recalled the conversation that Lingjie and Zhenqing had been discussing during the day. He reached out to pick up the boy's clothes and put them on. He sighed and said, "Go ahead."

Ling Jie didn't fold his wings when he saw this. He just lowered his eyes and hooked Wei Yang's little finger, saying softly, "I want to know what happened that year. Why did you come back covered in blood and be in a coma for another month."

Ling Jie was very smart. When Zhen Qing told him about the blood exchange ceremony, he knew why Wei Yang refused to tell him what happened that year. That was a blood exchange... How painful it would be to want to merge blood that did not belong to oneself? If there was any mistake, one would die in the formation.

Wei Yang was silent for a while. After a while, he spoke dryly, "Did Qing tell you?"

Lingjie's fingertips trembled slightly, "Yes."

Wei Yang reached out and pulled the boy into his arms, pressing the soft flesh around where his wings were connected. He waited until Ling Jie had retracted the wings before speaking, "It's just a ceremony, it's not a big deal. I was diagnosed during childhood and found that my body can withstand half of the God's Blood, so the ceremony is safe."

Is this really the case? Lingjie closed his eyes and buried his head in the boy's shoulder, and said in a trembling voice, "Does it hurt?"

Wei Yang had almost forgotten the specific process of the ceremony, but the pain was unforgettable. The blood transfusion ceremony was created by Zhai Yu and Zhai Xi. The gods were not immortal. Although they lived as long as heaven and earth and were born with the gods, they had no fertility and would also die.

So after Zhai Yun's death, Zhai Yan and others realized that Shenchuang could not protect the mutants forever.

Zhai Heng is the one who recovers the fastest among all their divine creations, and he has the ability to regenerate flesh and blood. He can be said to be an "immortal" being, and this ability is unique to him.

That's how Zhai Yan and his team began to select heirs from among the mutants, so that in case of any accidents in the future, someone would be able to replace them. The Wei family and the Gu family were the heirs they carefully selected.

The reason why Gu Yuan did not need a blood transfusion ceremony was because all the people in his clan had high IQs comparable to Shen Chuang, and had an innate advantage in government leadership. But Zhai Heng was different. What he needed was to inherit his abilities and physical skills.

Wei Yang was the child with the strongest endurance among the generations of the Wei family, and was also a child blessed by God. Naturally, the matter of inheritance fell on him. If he wanted to inherit Zhai Heng's power, he naturally had to have his bloodline, and blood transfusion was inevitable.

Of course, the sooner the blood transfusion ceremony is performed, the better. So when Wei Yang was five years old, the ceremony was started after all the indicators were perfectly met. Because the blood transfusion process requires absolute clarity of consciousness and no anesthesia, although a nerve-paralyzing drug is drunk beforehand, a part of the heart is forcibly dug out!

The blade cut through his chest, and he felt suffocated, and then there was the pain of drilling into his bones, and when he had to endure the suppression of a bloodline a hundred times stronger than his own, and even the pressure of submission, it was followed by a cold wash.

He was only five years old at that time. Although he almost fainted from the pain, he still persevered. There was still a month of fusion to come, with high fever, and extreme temperatures of ice and fire. It was also a test of whether he could rely on his perseverance to get through it.

Wei Yang gently touched Ling Jie's back and said slowly, "It hurts, including the fusion after the blood exchange ceremony."

"But that's all in the past. To become the heir and gain more Taijutsu than ordinary people, these costs are inevitable."

Wei Yang felt the hot breath and tears from the boy and said helplessly, "You're not the one in pain, why are you crying?"

Ling Jie sniffed and cried, "I am...I am..."

Even though our Young Master Ling is usually sober and steady, once he starts crying his mind becomes a mess. In his mind, he repeatedly replays the scene of Wei Yang being carried back covered in blood, Wei Ziqi being silent with red eyes, and Yu Mi sitting by the bed almost fainting from crying.

"I was terrified."

Wei Yang didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and hurried over to wipe the tears, "Oh, oh, oh, it's all over."

"If there wasn't a little kid nagging me every day, I really wouldn't have been able to hold on." Wei Yang said with a smile while holding a handkerchief, "In fact, I heard everything you said when I was unconscious. Which crybaby said that as long as I woke up and played with him, he would take care of me for the rest of my life?"

Ling Jie's crying stopped abruptly, and her neck and face turned red. Wei Yang raised an eyebrow and continued, "That heartless guy ran away for five years without coming to find me. I was worried for so long, and he only found me now."

“Hey, I still remember what that crybaby said… Brother Ayang, I will listen to you…” Wei Yang stretched out his hand to hold Ling Jie’s shoulder and pushed him onto the floor, “He said this, right?”

Lingjie looked at the depth in the boy's eyes, swallowed, sniffed, and suddenly felt a chill on his back.

"Are you planning on seducing me today?" Wei Yang smiled, his tone gentle and a bit coaxing.

"Come on, spread your wings."

"Just be good and listen to me..."

"Mianmian."

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Maybe it needs to be changed, old rules.