Traveling through the apocalypse to raise a beauty

Chapter 38 Body Shaping

Zhenqing, who had just experienced separation and had not yet recovered, was awakened by a hot burning sensation. This time, he squinted his eyes and looked at the ceiling. This was Qinghe.

Zhenqing felt as if his whole body had been run over by a car, his consciousness was blurred, and his body was swollen and painful.

In a daze, he heard Zhai Yan's gentle yet anxious voice: "Baby, where does it hurt? Tell mommy?"

Zhenqing's little hand was grabbed by Zhai Yan, and he once again felt the changes in his body, hot and cold. What was going on?

"Mom..." Zhenqing burst into tears, "It hurts..."

Before he could finish his words he spat out some blood, coughed twice and fell asleep.

Before falling asleep, he thought: What sins did I commit in my previous life that deserve this fate?

Zhai Yan wiped the cold sweat from Zhenqing's forehead with a towel, and gently brushed the little girl's sweat-soaked hair with her hand.

"Baby, just bear with it, just bear with it, it will be fine soon."

Zhai Yan remembered that God had said that the power in Zhen Qing's body was too strong and he would undergo a very painful body reshaping when he was about to turn one year old.

This is unavoidable. If it hurts too much, it would be better to give him some supernatural powers.

Zhai Yan pursed her lips, remembering that when Zhen Qing opened his eyes, his eyes turned golden for a moment. It was not light gold, but pure gold that was as bright and dazzling as the sun. She remembered that God's eyes were ink-colored, and her own eyes were also silver.

How is this going?

"Ayan, go eat something. I'll keep watch." Zhai Ling handed her a handkerchief and asked her to wipe her tears.

Zhai Yan nodded, kissed Zhenqing on the forehead, and then left.

Zhai Ling sighed and reached out to touch Zhenqing's face.

"Ah Qing, wake up soon. Your uncle has brought your brother back. Your brother is waiting for you to talk to him."

Qian stood at the door and asked Huang: "Your Highness will be fine, right?"

Huang took Qian's hand and squeezed it: "It's okay."

When Zhenqing woke up, he didn't know what time it was.

The body no longer had the burning pain it had at the beginning, but it was just sore all over. He felt as if he had just been pulled out of the water, wet and extremely uncomfortable.

He stared at the ceiling for a long time, and suddenly felt something cold on his wrist.

The little girl raised her hand with great effort and looked, then suddenly froze.

The whole person instantly became energetic and his soul almost flew away.

On her wrist, a small snake the width of her index finger coiled up like a bracelet and wrapped around her wrist several times.

The surface of the little snake is smooth, and the scales on the surface are a bit like metal, but it is a gradient transparent white, and you can even vaguely see the skeleton inside. It is exactly the same as the giant python in his dream, but now it is a super mini version.

Zhenqing watched the little guy circle his wrist a few times, then raised his head and rubbed it against himself.

It's still moving! It's still moving!!! It's still rubbing my pulse on my wrist!!!

Zhenqing looked devastated, it turned out that was not a dream but real.

Zhenqing suddenly felt a chill on his back. If this little guy came up and bit his neck, he would definitely be killed.

Zhenqing tried to force a smile: "Hi?"

Ning Li nodded: Little Master~

No tilde!!! The villain in Zhenqing's heart cried.

"I am not your little master."

"You are."

"I'm not."

"You are!"

Zhenqing saw that the little guy had raised his head, tilted his head, and spit out his snake tongue, and nodded quickly: "I am."