The Little Cutie is Taken Away by the Paranoid Male God - Chapter 658
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- Chapter 658 - Once Upon a Time in the Divinity 1
Next to Luoshui.
A tall and straight handsome man sat on the slate at will. He was dressed in black brocade clothes, with mysterious and complex patterns drawn on his clothes.
There was black mist-like gas swirling around his body, and a wisp of blood dripped from the corners of his lips, but he didn’t care at all, he raised his right hand slightly, the phalanges were clear, and a light silver light slowly appeared in the palm of his hand, with a little softness, and he The narrow and sharp red eyes are a little out of place.
The light silver light gathered all the black mist-like gas, and then took these gases into the hands, and black lines appeared on the white and slender hands, like invading blood and blending into the blood vessels.
In the end, there were faint signs of bursting blood vessels. The fine blood overflowed and slowly condensed into blood beads. It slid down his slender fingers and dropped into Luoshui, making a small sound.
The blood bead was still wrapped in black gas, and it melted into the water and lingered.
Luoshui has the ability to purify all things in the world, and the purity of the purification is extremely high. Even if the gods touch it, it will “purify” the impurities in the body. There are only a handful of gods who can live in Luoshui.
The drop of blood mixed with black qi fell into the water and landed on a milky white round seed the size of gravel. The blood was quickly absorbed by such a small seed, but the black qi mixed in it seemed to be melted , the seed has grown a lot, from the size of gravel to the size of soybeans.
Chuan Shen’s red eyes were slightly surprised. The seed couldn’t detect the breath of life before, so he didn’t realize it, and now it has absorbed a drop of his blood.
Hundreds of thousands of years ago, he had to act as the way of heaven to prevent the black gas from the negative emotions from the three thousand planes from encroaching on the destruction plane. More importantly, the gods of the gods are more likely to be affected by these dark gases, and even violate them. The rules destroy the order of the minor planes.
He could only use himself as a carrier to carry these dark auras with Luoshui.
But he can only suppress, can’t make these black qi disappear, these hundreds of thousands of years of accumulating more and more black qi, will inevitably cause a lot of damage to him.
Chuan Shen was just a little surprised by this seed, but he had no other emotions.
He was born in a chaotic and torn space storm, was born to nurture, and possesses the power to control time and space. The birth environment is very bad, and it can easily cause any gods except the main **** to be seriously injured or even die.
His nature is more or less razor-sharp, and his character is rebellious. He is not happy at all to become the way of heaven, except for the sword of judgment.
The power of Heavenly Dao that many gods in the God Realm want to obtain is a burden for him, a responsibility that has to be provoked. Although he is not the ideal candidate for the Heavenly Dao, the rules have to be entrusted to him temporarily.
Chuan used divine power to perform a cleansing technique, the blood on the corners of his lips disappeared, and his whole body was restored to its original state. It didn’t look any different, but there were countless black qi inside, and the black qi was mixed with many evil thoughts and negative emotions. It’s just that ordinary people have been tortured to the point of losing themselves, but they can’t affect the state of mind of this **** in the slightest.
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Chuan knew that Luoshui would soon have another little god, and he didn’t care about it at first, but in recent days, due to the excessive black mist in his body, he needed to stay by Luoshui for a few more days, so he paid attention to that one. Growth of seeds.
He didn’t even notice it himself, it gradually became a habit, and some unexplainable expectations, maybe it absorbed his own blood, or maybe he was curious about what kind of little gods can survive in Luoshui.
Chuan is the Tao of Heaven and one of the first two gods. His blood contains a lot of divinity, and it also contains his innate ability, the law of time and space, even if this is just a very ordinary drop of blood, it is still the same.
If anyone absorbed his blood, he could have prevented or even wiped away the energy in it, but he just watched silently.
He waited for a month and watched the seed slowly germinate, surfaced, and a flower bud grew.
In the next two months, the buds gradually grew, but no flowers bloomed.
One day, Chuan sat next to Luoshui as usual, he stared at the big flower bud for a while, his narrow red eyes closed slightly, and he closed his eyes to rest.
Suddenly, he noticed the movement, and there were tiny splashes of water floating around. He didn’t move, but his powerful consciousness could see that the flower buds that were originally in the middle of the water were connected to the ground and began to move toward the shore.
Growing in water, the roots are not stuck in the soil, but rely on Luoshui to absorb nutrients, so it can be easily moved.
The trajectory of the flower bud’s movement was a little crooked, as if he didn’t know the way, and he approached it carefully so that he wouldn’t notice it.
It feels kind of cute.
The corners of Chuan’s lips twitched slightly. He knew that the little guy should have come out a few days ago, but he didn’t dare to see anyone for some reason.
He wanted to know what the little guy was going to do.
The flower bud finally came to the shore, and he could touch it by raising his hand.
The petals trembled quietly, as if someone was nudged inside, trying to come out, but no one could be seen.
Then the flower buds returned to calm, just a soft pure white light, quietly hooked a wisp of black mist-like gas from Chuan’s body, the black air hovered around the flower bud for a few seconds, and then disappeared.
But Chuan knew that it was not disappearing, but being purified.
He opened his red eyes, with a rare smile in his eyes, stretched out his fingers and gently poked the flower buds, the petals moved slightly, paused, and drew a large cloud of black air through his fingers.
But it was too small, and there was too much black gas, and it couldn’t be purified all at once, and the entire flower bud was wrapped in black gas, which was very uncomfortable.
Chuan wanted to pull the black air back, but the little guy in the bud didn’t let go, as if he was trying to exert his strength.
After about a minute of effort, the black gas was still purified.
He faintly heard small gasps, which seemed tired.
The slender fingers slightly touched the flower buds, and the petals slowly bloomed, revealing the little cub lying on the soft flower bed.
Almost the youngest cub.
The little cub was wearing a white flower dress, with silver dreamy medium-length hair, and looked very delicate. At first, he was gasping for breath, but suddenly he noticed that Guang Guang quickly raised his little hand to cover his eyes.
She quickly found out that something was wrong, and while covering her eyes, she revealed a gap, and secretly looked at the handsome man with black hair and red eyes, timidly.
Chuan gently pinched her, the little cub was frightened, the beautiful Liuli eyes widened, but she didn’t dare to move, but she had absorbed his blood and wanted to get close to him.
The little face was flushed, shy and nervous.
Standing in the palm of Chuan’s palm, she was so nervous that she pinched her hair. She lowered her head and didn’t dare to look around, and quietly raised her eyes to peek at him.
She could feel that he was very powerful, and even spontaneously carried a killing aura all over his body, which made the little cub of the gods dare not approach.
But because of his blood, he liked him very much, so he took the initiative to purify those black qi and wanted to lighten the burden for him.
Although she is still young, her mind is sensitive and delicate. She knows that a powerful **** will not like a weak **** like her to follow.
So I was hiding.