when i got pregnant with the last god cub

The first god to be found dead was a practitioner who pursued an ascetic journey. When his feet became hot from walking in the desert all the year round, he predicted his own death the moment he set foot on the snowy area.

Although God cannot decide his own life or death, he can seal himself permanently under ice and snow, which is equivalent to death.

So much so that after he was killed, there was still a hint of disbelief and confusion on his face.

The man used his fingers to gently outline his lover in the air, but he didn't want to touch the youth with other people's bodies.

"That guy buried himself too deep, almost approaching the core of the Himalayas." Zheng Yanxu recalled, "But someone still found it."

When he went, the entrance of the god's cave had been melted into a half-meter-high passage, and wherever he went, whether it was snow or rocks, it turned into a puddle of water.

And that guy was disemboweled in the deepest part.

"The God Slayer took something that didn't belong to him." Zheng Yanxu frowned, "I have to go and get it back."

"What did he take?" Song Cheng couldn't help asking.

The man looked deeply into his eyes, and said softly: "Godhead, he stole the most important life card of a god."

The godhead of the first dead walking god was hidden in his intestines, and when the man went, the intestines had disappeared.

Immediately afterwards, the second mountain god located in the Changbai Mountains had his spinal cord removed when he was discovered, and the murderer was still missing.

Song Cheng was stunned when he heard this. The distance between the Himalayas and the Changbai Mountains almost spanned more than half of the map of China. How did Zheng Yanxu manage to go back and forth between the two places in just a few days?

However, the serious expression on the man's face showed that these two gods were not the only ones who died.

"The third one is... an old friend, Chang Wu, the God of Plants." Their old friend from many years ago.

A trace of complicated emotions flashed in Zheng Yanxu's eyes, and he said in a low voice.

He stared at Song Cheng with deep eyes, carefully observing the young man's expression.

So much so that Song Cheng lost his mind for a moment, and asked in a daze, "How did he die?"

"Burn to death." The man touched his thin lips lightly, and spit out two cruel words.

Song Cheng's heart skipped a beat, and even breathing became difficult.

Changwu's godhead is his whole body, and the place where the spring breeze has been is also the place he walked. The god of plants often means rebirth and recovery.

But this time after the fire burned, he would never come back again.

Unless they can get back the missing godhead.

Song Cheng didn't understand the reason for the sudden sadness in his heart, he just quietly looked at his own reflection in the man's pupils, looking very sad.

Zheng Yanxu touched his hair, and said softly: "Chengcheng, the more you know about some things, the greater the harm."

And he just wants to give him the best protection he can.

Although the three gods who were killed now were taken advantage of by others, the God of Walking slept in the ground without the slightest notice of that person's approach, and was killed in his sleep.

But the God of the Mountain was unable to move, and his bone marrow had been sucked out alive.

Chang Wu is also unable to move quickly, and plants are not good at escaping, not to mention his fatal weakness, which is flame.

At present, the power of the three gods is not at the forefront among the gods, which also means that the ability to kill the gods is not very strong.

Otherwise, he would not have carefully selected and repeatedly screened the targets.

"But I want to know where you are, we are husband and wife!" Song Cheng was anxious.

Waiting at home alone without knowing the time every day, the torment of not seeing anyone from early morning to late night to dawn, is more painful than anything else.

"You say someone is killing gods, don't forget that you are also a god, and you also have the risk of being killed by..."

Song Cheng couldn't continue, he just moved away his watery eyes, and said in a low voice: "I'm just worried about you."

He is also afraid that the man will be hurt outside, and even one day he will never come back.

As long as he thought of this possibility, Song Cheng felt a suffocating feeling of being strangled by the throat.

Zheng Yanxu took the young man into his arms distressedly, "No, I promise I won't do this again in the future, really."

The young man pushed him away, obviously not convinced: "Then you can prove it to me. Is there any way for you to contact or communicate with me?"

The man smiled dotingly, and pulled him out of bed: "Come."

Song Cheng didn't know why, so he followed him to the window.

At this moment, the night was dark, a crescent moon hung high in the sky, and the cool light sprinkled on the leaves and branches, as well as on the window sill in front of the two of them.

The man pointed to the moonlight and said, "From now on, wherever there is light, I will be there."

He took Song Cheng's hand and placed it under it. As soon as the cool moonlight touched the young man's hand, it gathered into a ball in his palm, flowing slowly like frost on white jade.

Song Cheng was shocked for a moment, but quickly realized: "Then how can I contact you?"

The man smiled and said, "Baby try to move your fingers."

Song Cheng was slightly taken aback, and then did as he did.

So he saw the moonlight floating peacefully in his palm quickly disappear under his urging movements.

The young man was a little dazed, as if...disappeared?

"how--"

Song Cheng hadn't finished his puzzled words when he saw the moonlight beating like an elf in disbelief, falling on the man's shoulders, hair tips, and even his eyebrows at some point.

Chu Zihan's face radiated a gentle and bright light in the night, so that the moonlight illuminated his handsome face so clearly.

Only then did Song Cheng realize that the man was the light source itself, and the bright spots floated out and entered from his eyes, like a naughty child.

They warmly surrounded the man, lingering affectionately on his tall nose tip and light-colored thin lips, like a lover silently acting like a spoiled child.

Zheng Yanxu raised his hand, and those spots of light wrapped around his fingers urgently.

The man smiled maliciously, and he took a step forward, almost touching Song Cheng face to face, so that the young man felt an unprecedented sense of tension.

The illusion that the heart is about to jump out of the throat.

He didn't know what Zheng Yanxu was going to do, he only knew that he was acting like a young boy who was in love for the first time, and he was extremely ashamed.

Just when he thought the man would do or say something, the unexpected happened.

Zheng Yanxu covered the young man's eyes with his hands, so that Song Cheng's eyes were dark: "?"

"Baby, do you know..." The man's deep voice sounded in his ears, causing ripples.

"Those light spots will bring your love back to me when they come back to me."

Song Cheng froze, no, yes, right!

That's why those guys are enthusiastic... dawdling... huh?

Song Cheng's brain froze on the spot, but the man was still saying:

"The stronger your emotions, the faster they will find me."

"It means that if you miss me enough, the fastest light can reach me will never exceed three seconds."

Song Cheng was almost unable to breathe under its cover, and could only twitch the corners of his mouth in embarrassment.

You are the smartest, but you can do what you can.

"Hehe, then what, why are you covering my eyes?" Song Cheng wanted to pull the man's hand off, but Zheng Yanxu refused.

"Old Zheng?"

"Your heart was beating so fast just now." The man said seriously.

"?"so what?Song Cheng was in a daze as he was concerned about dancing.

"Your heart is moving, look at the ugly face." This is not his body, the man is very stingy.

Song Cheng: "..." Childish.

"Okay, let go, I didn't even realize that this is Brother Chu's body if you didn't tell me..."

Song Cheng said helplessly, "And you came here rashly without his permission."

It would have been fine if the man hadn't mentioned such a sentence, but now that he mentioned it, Song Cheng looked at this familiar yet unfamiliar face, and his face became distorted no matter how he looked at it.

Zheng Yanxu replied, "I'm afraid you are too worried, and you came here without seeing the person clearly."

And his human leather coat was torn in a fight, and it leaked everywhere when he put it on.

Zheng Yanxu didn't dare to tell his wife, so he had to cross more than half of the map to find a tailor who specializes in making human skin.

But the old guy still hasn't done it right now, and it turns out that when the gods get old, their hands will tremble.

"Baby, go to sleep, tomorrow at about... one or two o'clock in the afternoon, or earlier, you can see me." The man coaxed softly.

"Really?" Song Cheng was a little happy, but then he thought about the more and more uncontrollable monsters in Hukou Town, and Goddess Wang's neurotic advice gave him a headache.

"Old Zheng, do you know what happened in this town?" Song Cheng asked in a heartbeat.

"Before you received a wedding invitation at home, and I received it not long after you left."

The man nodded, "I know, I know everything about you."

As long as the light can reach, he is omniscient and omnipotent.

"You know?" Song Cheng's eyes widened, "No, then do you know what happened tonight? Mistress Wang actually wanted me to marry the river god as a bride! And the things in her eye sockets..."

He wanted to ask too much and said too much, so that he couldn't say it all at once.

The man squeezed his palm reassuringly, his face was a little cold: "She asked you to marry the river god?"

Song Cheng nodded, "She said that the blood of the river god is thirsting for me, and I really don't know why those two strange things were drawn here."

"Is there really a... god living in that river?"

Zheng Yanxu: "Although I really don't want to agree with it, it does have its own godhead."

"And the reason why that guy is keen on marrying a bride is just to satisfy his desire to reproduce."

Song Cheng frowned, "What do you mean? Why do gods reproduce?" And they still find humans to give birth to a bunch of disgusting and terrifying monsters.

"Because before gods became gods, they were just animals with hard-to-change nature." Zheng Yanxu whispered.

"The guy wants a normal-looking kid, like a human would be nice."

So every time he wakes up, he will be thinking about marrying a wife and having children.

"But it will never have a divine heir."

Because God did not give it the right to reproduce.

This sentence appeared in his mind for no reason, conveying a certain message to him so clearly.

Song Chengzhen was in the same place, it was that dream, that strange dream of squinting on the riverside.

"Baby, promise her, I want to see you in wedding dress." It must be very beautiful.

The man couldn't help but said, but Song Cheng didn't have time to react, he was stunned:

"what?"

"Promise to that witch, don't worry, I will come to pick you up."

The author has something to say: Lao Zheng: I can marry a daughter-in-law again, rubbing my hands happily

Neighbor Chu: ... Oh!