"Ding, please save the Son of Destiny." Song Jinqiao inexplicably transmigrated, and the system tasked her with saving the Son of Destiny. What the hell? Save the Son of Destiny?
Song...
Ji Han looked at him with a cold face, his handsome and strange face was a little gloomy: "So, we can live forever."
Gods are immortal and can live forever as long as they are not killed.
They can live forever, but the little female cannot. The little female is just an ordinary person. Even if she has the power of the Sinaito seal in her body, she cannot live forever. She can only prolong her life.
Only by possessing godhood can one achieve eternal life.
What he thought of was of course also thought of by other males, and Yun Fu was the first one to refuse.
"I don't want any godhood, I just want the fragrance." Yun Fu glared at him, maintaining the rebellious look of a teenager, with her bright red lips slightly pursed.
Although the other males didn't say anything, they all had the same idea.
They want little females, not godhood!
Cecilia said calmly, "With only me as the godhead, the world would be unstable."
In short, if the nine heirs to the godhead are not gathered together, the world may be in danger of natural disasters at any time.
Yun Fu directly retorted, "In the past ten thousand years, apart from the pagan incident and the contamination of the crystal stone, there have been no natural disasters or catastrophes."
Cecilia didn't want to persuade them, she just said a few words and left. As for looking for Song Jinqiao, he said he would look for her tomorrow morning.
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Somewhere in the temple, Cecilia was sitting on a crystal chair flipping through the pictures. His eyes were fixed on the pictures on the table, as if he was looking but not really looking, as if he was in a daze.
At this moment, he felt a burning sensation at his hand and a flame appeared in his eyes, and only then did he come back to his senses.
"Lord God, what are you thinking about?"
Cecilia looked up at the table, where stood a boy who looked about eight years old. He was wearing a white robe, had black hair and brown eyes, and had a handsome face.
The boy's name was Iris. Cecilia met him by chance many years ago when she was searching for the successor to the godhead. At that time, Iris was just an iris flower and was almost burned to death by fire. It was Cecilia who felt sorry for him and rescued him.
In this way, the iris became entangled with Cecilia.
Cecilia was used to being alone, and was often not used to Iris's presence and often forgot about him, so before Iris learned about the time and space rift, she stayed in Cecilia's palace.
After he learned about the time-space rift, Cecilia was busy all day, so he went to other worlds alone to experience life.
Seeing Cecilia remained silent, Iris spoke again, "You've been in a daze lately."
This has never happened before.
"Nothing." Cecilia said lightly.
Iris sighed softly.
He said it was nothing, how could he not hear some clues after being with him for many years.
He was always so indifferent, just like the gods that humans, animals and other creatures talked about, heartless, without desire or demands, but with compassion for all things in the world.
Things seem a little different now than before. This all started not long after the Zero Contract Messenger.
He sat on the chair, looking at Cecilia's indifferent face, and said slowly: "I have been to many places recently."
When he said this, Cecilia understood that he was about to start telling stories again, about his experiences in those worlds.
He was always like this, going somewhere else and coming back with stories, and he would always listen with a blank expression, not looking very interested.
"The last place I went, there was a human woman who said she was in love with me."