"It would be worse than death."
Although the words were light and casual, they made people feel chilled.
"You...the God of Death?" Seeing the ability he displayed, Duan Chonglou's pupils suddenly shrank and his face was full of disbelief.
I don't think this deity is rare.
But this was the divine position that he had been deprived of before. After being deprived of it, can he still use the power brought by this divine position? Then what does he have?
Think of this.
His palm was facing up, and a steamed bun appeared on it.
Still bitten.
Duan Chonglou was furious: "Xiao Chengyan, you ****, how dare you play tricks on me? You're trying to trick me with a broken bun that a dog has chewed on?"
The curses were extremely dirty.
Cursing and cursing.
He threw the steamed bun out, and it happened to fall on Nan Yao's head.
The man touched his head and took off the steamed bun. The bun looked more and more familiar. "Why does this tooth mark look like it was bitten by me?"
She actually compared it to her own teeth.
Exactly matched.
Nan Yao: “…” Why does that silly boy like to collect this kind of things?
Are you still collecting the rice grains at the corners of her mouth?
At this moment, Xiao Chengyan was thinking: Don’t doubt how perverted I am.
Duan Chonglou calmed down and spoke with a hint of mockery in his tone.
"Death, how are you?"
“…”
There was no emotion in Xiao Chengyan's eyes. He just stared at him coldly, not knowing whether he was waiting for his next words or thinking about how to proceed.
Thus, we can wipe out these eyesores in one fell swoop.
On the contrary, it’s Nan Yao’s side.
Everyone's expression was not very calm.
Although they had prepared themselves mentally, knowing that Xiao Chengyan was a god, they were still terrified by the mention of the god of death, because they might...
Nan Yao was speechless. She had known that Xiao Chengyan's deity was evil and might affect his descendants, but she didn't expect it to be this god.
Then the family line will be extinct.
"Your face looks a little strange?" He Ziqiu had been paying attention to her face, especially when she heard about A Yan's position as a god, her face looked very strange.
So he subconsciously asked: "Is it that Ayan's position is wrong?"
"It's difficult to have a son of God." Nan Yao looked at him and said.
"Then what?"
"Ayan is a god who has no descendants."
“…”
He Ziqiu's eyes were cloudy.
Why is her focus different? Is it the issue of offspring? Besides, she and Ayan have never had a connection, but it seems that there is a connection.
He shook his dizzy head and asked cautiously, "Why is it so difficult to have children, but your old father has so many children?"
Nothing is absolute.
Maybe there are loopholes in this regard.
"How can you compare with him? Don't you know your own weight?" If he has the nerve to compare with the old guy, then she has the nerve to argue with him.
In fact, the old guy is still very old.
The age difference between her three brothers is not much, but when it comes to her, the age gap is a million years, which is extremely large.
“…”
He Ziqiu was choked and shut up angrily.
It's more than just incomparable.
This is like the difference between being in heaven and being in hell. As the Lord of the God Realm and the Lord of all gods, how could he not have strength?
There are so many gods in the divine world, but no one is his match.
Willingly calling someone "Lord God" is, well, incomparable to any other god.
"And one more thing." Nan Yao thought of something and corrected him, "I wasn't born by my father. He, a man, can't have children. I was born by my mother. Do you remember that?"
“…I’ve got it.”
Everyone was curious about what the two were whispering about.
But I can't hear it.
While Xiao Chengyan was taking a break, the two sides were in a silent standoff. Mo Shanghan scratched his head, leaned over to Ying Qingzhou's side, and asked quietly, "Who... who is this Divine Lord you were talking about? Who is he from our continent?"
Everyone pricked up their ears and listened.
This is also what they want to know most. If they don’t get it clearly, they will definitely not be able to sleep tonight.
“…”
Ying Qingzhou pursed her lips and said nothing, but glanced at him nonchalantly.
"Why don't you just say something?" Mo Shanghan wanted to shake him and force him to tell the truth. "We're all family, and we have a teacher here. Is there any need to keep hiding who her father is from us?"
Ying Qingzhou did not do as they wished.
"Look for yourself, maybe you'll see it later."
“…”
Mo Shanghan suddenly became less enthusiastic.
Okay, it’s better to be able to see it later than not to see it at all.
Ying Qingzhou: Even if he came, you wouldn't recognize him. Even if you recognized him, you would be timid and submissive. Besides, it is impossible that the one who came is the real one. The real one will not appear in the human world.
The other side.
Xiao Chengyan took action. No one knew what had affected him, but his eyes became even more terrifyingly red, and his gaze was like that of a ghost seeking revenge.
He raised his hand.
A strong sense of oppression swept over Duan Chonglou, and he felt like he was in hell for a moment, which was something he had never experienced since he became a god.
It's not just him.
Lin Fanyang and the others all looked painful.
"Xiao Chengyan, do you want to kill us?" Seeing what Xiao Chengyan was going to do next, Duan Chonglou suddenly lost his composure.
No.
They had gone through many hardships to become gods, and the plan to create a world of gods had not even begun. How could they die like this? Absolutely not!
It’s better to just break the jar.
His eyes grew colder. "Alright, if you want us dead, then we want you dead too. Do you think we'll let you kill us wantonly?"
"See if I have the ability." Xiao Chengyan said expressionlessly.
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