when i got pregnant with the last god cub

Song Cheng didn't understand why rumors about the child spread on the mountain, and it was not long after he left.

"I don't know where to start with this matter," God of Love Hathor's expression slightly restrained, and he said with a bit of seriousness:

"I don't know who first mentioned this rumor...Osiris, do you still remember a prophecy that the Supreme God once said?"

"He said that the son of Nephthys would be the guardian of the new realm."

After Hathor finished speaking, his mood immediately became unstable:

"The new domain he mentioned...is the underworld."

Song Cheng frowned slightly, but there was not much surprise on his handsome face.

In fact, he has long known the existence of the underworld, not only humans will return there after death, but also gods.

"This rumor came about because of the death of Frante, the God of Rot, right?"

Song Cheng looked at Hathor and asked.

Hathor's face was a bit serious, "That's right, they are all saying that because of the Sleeping God's trial and Frant's death, a complete system needs to be rebuilt."

"There will be new judges in the future. The Supreme God still determines the birth of the gods, but the death of the gods is replaced by other gods."

Song Cheng pondered for a moment and said, "The most fundamental reason is that they are not satisfied with Shenla's judgment."

Regardless of whether the God of Sleep is alive or dead, they do not want their own life and death to be controlled by others.

Not even though it was the Supreme God who created them.

Hathor sighed, and murmured: "Yeah, I always feel that it won't be too peaceful recently..."

"Although this rumor is very vicious, it may not really be the prophecy of the sun god." Hathor tried to comfort:

"After all, we have never heard of it. Maybe it was before the sun god could reveal his true face, or maybe it's just a rumor."

Hathor didn't fully believe it, because such a new god was really born, and the status and ranking of the gods would be completely changed.

The rights of the supreme god will be further divided, and anyone with a little brain knows that the sun god Ra will not let this happen.

But Song Cheng shook his head slowly, and said softly: "No, this is not a rumor."

After hearing the young man's words, Hathor froze in place, "What?"

Song Cheng couldn't explain to her everything he knew, let alone say that the newly born god was the later Anubis.

He had no choice but to change the subject and asked, "This is about Nephthys, but what about me and Seth?"

He didn't get the answer he wanted, and Hathor didn't delve into it.

"You and Isis will have a child named Horus."

Hathor's complexion was somewhat complicated. She looked at the young man standing in front of her with a surprised expression and said:

"Osiris, what is about you is not a rumor, but a prophecy of God."

A prophecy from the Most High God, which means that this sentence is the future itself that cannot be tampered with.

His and Isis' children...

Song Cheng's heart trembled slightly, and he wanted to touch his abdomen subconsciously, but it fell down embarrassingly.

He's Osiris now, not Sung Seung.

After experiencing everything so real, he almost forgot that he was in a dream.

"What about Seth." Song Cheng forced a smile, "Honey, please don't tell me that the rumor about Seth will be related to my child."

Hathor shrugged. "As it turns out, you do have a goddamn instinct about it that makes it hard for me to lie."

"They say... Set will kill you and the child of Isis, Horus."

Hearing this, Song Cheng's face darkened slightly, "No, it won't."

"Seth wouldn't do that, he's my brother."

Hathor said helplessly: "Osiris, you should really go back, instead of staying in this remote corner and let me, a god of love who masters affairs, give you a tip."

"Do you know what they call you and the Son of Isis?"

"They call Horus, the god of vengeance!"

Song Cheng was shocked in place immediately, and all the words he wanted to refute were blocked in his throat.

The child of him and Isis, why is the god of vengeance?

Could it be that Seth really killed Osiris.

It took Song Cheng a long time to find his voice, and said in a low voice, "The child of Isis and I did not come to this world for revenge."

Hathor's expression was complicated, "Who says it's not."

"But judging from your current situation, everything is too early."

Song Cheng: "?"

Seeing his confused look, Hathor said angrily:

"You can't forget the long-dead king until now, and you are even more indifferent to Isis like a stone."

"My God, are you expecting the child to pop out of Isis' stomach!"

"This is not how children are made. Do you need me to teach you the specific process, Your Highness?"

Hathor crossed his arms and looked at the young man in front of him with an ambiguous and playful smile.

But Song Cheng was hit by her words and froze in place on the spot.king.

It turned out that in the absurd god dream he had before, the god was indeed Osiris.

And the young man who loved and worshiped the gods in his dream and later became the lord of a country has not been forgotten by Osiris until now.

Song Cheng felt that it was necessary for him to quickly finish this oasis of love and go back to Shenshan.

The current situation is getting more and more confusing, and I always feel that something is about to happen.

After Hathor left, Song Cheng didn't start working immediately, but stared at the two bottles of fine wine brought over by Cupid.

Under the influence of Biosiris' sad emotions, Song Cheng began to recall that dream uncontrollably.

So when the story of the gods and the youth played out in his mind again, Song Cheng felt so sad that he couldn't breathe.

The Sleeping God is right, the longer he stays in the dreamland, the weaker his consciousness will be.

Until he truly became one with Osiris, he forgot his last name, and forgot that he had a small family in reality.

And those people who were waiting for him to go back, including Zheng Yanxu.

After being drunk, it was a rare moment of sobriety. Song Cheng retracted his head into the clear spring water, revealing only a pair of drunken eyes and nostrils for breathing.

His body was weak, but his thoughts turned quickly.

There may be two ways to get out of the dream.

The first way is to find the Sleeping God again. He saved her through all kinds of hardships, hoping that the real Sleeping God can come in again and give him some hints.

But the feasibility of this method is not high, especially now that the Sleeping God is so weak.

The second way is to wait for the memory to go through the process completely, which means that Osiris must die again.

As long as the body that carries his consciousness dies, maybe he can return to reality.

Although the idea is good, he doesn't know when the next explosive point will come.

The lifespan of the gods is so long and endless, maybe it will wait another 1 years, maybe tomorrow at the next twilight.

Who knows.

Song Cheng closed his eyes after thinking about it, sleepiness flooded his tired body like a tidal wave.

And at this moment, he felt very keenly that someone was approaching.

Song Cheng opened his eyes instantly, the emerald green pupils were deserted.

"Who is there."

The lush leaves directly in front trembled a few times, and then were gently pushed away by a slender and well-knit hand.

A handsome face was revealed first, and there was a trace of tenderness in the pale golden eyes looking at the young man. "it's me."

It's Isis.

Song Cheng's tensed face slowly relaxed. He just wanted to stand up, but found that his clothes were on the other side of the pool, and his legs were so weak that he couldn't stand up at all.

There was a touch of shame and anger on the young man's face, and the crimson blush that hadn't faded dyed his fair cheeks again.

The man had a panoramic view of his lover's expression, and his pale golden eyes became slightly dark.

"Why are you here, Isis?"

Since he couldn't stand up, he simply gave up struggling completely, Song Cheng looked at the man approaching step by step, and asked cautiously.

"Your Highness, can't you stand up?"

The man didn't answer his words, but looked at the young man's naked body with vague eyes.

When Song Cheng saw him like this, his heart suddenly became terrified.

Also as a man, he couldn't understand the dark desire in the other party's eyes.

"No, I just don't remember it for the time being."

Song Cheng said pretending to be calm, but his cold words were slightly trembling.

The man looked at his stubborn appearance, couldn't help showing a smile in his eyes, and said:

"Oli, these days when you are away, there have been many rumors on the mountain."

Sure enough, Isis came because of those rumors.

"I already know that."

The man's expression was slightly stunned, and the smile on his face was slightly restrained:

"Yes, who told you."

Song Cheng didn't notice the man's changing expression, and directly said Hathor's name, so that he didn't consider the consequences of saying this at all.

"Hator, she just left not long ago."

"She came over to deliver some wine and told me about the... wait, Isis what are you doing?!"

Song Cheng's eyes widened, and he looked at the man standing by the pool and unbuttoning his clothes in disbelief.

When the man stood naked in front of him, Song Cheng was completely stunned.

It was a rather beautiful body, fit and strong he had never imagined.

Yes, strong.

Song Cheng never knew that this guy with a pretty face would have such a powerful and frightening body.

Once a sense of crisis arises, the next second the alarm bells will ring.

He also couldn't care less about the body that was stared at by the man, and hurriedly supported the edge of the pool with both hands, trying to stand up.

Water splashed under his struggle, but even bigger splashes came from behind him.

His chest just a little above the surface of the water was caught off guard by someone pulling his arm hard, and he fell back into the water in an instant.The fast Song Cheng didn't have time to shout, he was hugged firmly into his arms.

Flesh to flesh, chest to chest, the man's thin waist squeezed into Song Cheng's tired and weak legs irresistibly.

He was so frightened that he stretched out his arms to wrap his arms around the man's neck, struggling but couldn't push the man in front of him.

The power disparity is too great.

Just when Song Cheng was about to strike cruelly, the man's big palm lifted his chin.

A possessive kiss landed on his lips, and frantically licked the little oxygen in Song Cheng's mouth.

The corners of Song Cheng's eyes were wet from being forced by him, and terrifying power was contained in his hands, but before the light clusters could be sent out, they were pressed hard against the edge of the pool by the pale golden light.

Song Cheng stared in astonishment at the man in front of him who locked his hands tightly with a big palm and pushed himself against the edge of the pool in embarrassment, and said sharply:

"Are you crazy, Isis!"

The author has something to say: Cheng Cheng: He is in a hurry~ He is in a hurry~

Old Zheng (sneering): You don’t want your butt anymore, do you?