The Little Cutie is Taken Away by the Paranoid Male God

Next to Luoshui.

A handsome man with a tall and straight figure sat casually on the stone slab. He was dressed in a black brocade suit with mysterious and complicated patterns outlined on it. His black hair fell down and hung down on the stone engraved with mysterious patterns.

There was black mist-like gas hovering around his body, and a smear of red blood spilled from the corner of his lips, but he didn't care at all. He raised his right hand slightly, with clear phalanges, and a light silver light gradually appeared in the palm of his hand, with a little softness, and he There was something wrong with the narrow, sharp red eyes.

The light silver light gathered all the black mist-like gas, and then the gas was absorbed into the hands, and black lines appeared on the white and slender hands, as if they had invaded blood and merged into the blood vessels.

In the end, there were faint signs of burst blood vessels, and the fine blood overflowed, slowly condensed into blood beads, slipped down along his slender fingers, and dripped into Luoshui, making a small sound.

The blood bead was still wrapped in black air, and it melted into the water and did not disperse.

Luoshui originally has the ability to purify everything in the world, and the purity of the purification is so high that even a god will be "purified" of impurities in the body when touched by it. There are only a handful of gods who can live in Luoshui.

The drop of blood mixed with black air fell into the bottom of the water, and happened to land on a milky white round seed the size of a gravel. The blood was quickly absorbed by such a small seed, but the mixed black air 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 could not detect the breath of life before, so he didn't realize that it had absorbed a drop of his blood now.

Hundreds of thousands of years ago, he had no choice but to act as the way of heaven, preventing the black gas formed by negative emotions from the three thousand planes from invading and destroying the plane. More importantly, the gods of the gods are more likely to be affected by these dark gases, and even violate The rules destroy the order of the small plane.

He can only use his own body as a carrier to carry these dark auras with the help of Luoshui.

But he could only suppress it, he couldn't let the black energy disappear. The black energy accumulated over hundreds of thousands of years would inevitably cause him considerable harm.

Chuan Shen was only a little surprised by this seed, but had no other emotions.

He was born in the chaotic and torn space storm, raised by nature, and has the power to control time and space. The birth environment is very harsh, which can easily cause serious injury or even death to any god except the main god.

His nature is more or less sharp and aggressive, and his personality is rebellious. Being the Dao of Heaven does not make him happy at all, except for the sword of judgment, which is still in his favor.

The power of heaven that many gods in the God Realm want to obtain is a burden to him, a responsibility that he has to shoulder. Although he is not the most ideal candidate for the rule, the rule has to be temporarily entrusted to him.

Chuan performed a cleansing technique with divine power, and the blood on the corners of his lips disappeared, and his whole body returned to his original state. There was nothing wrong with him, but there were countless black air attacks inside, and the black air was mixed with many evil thoughts and negative emotions. It's just that ordinary people have long been tortured to lose themselves, but they can't affect the state of mind of this god in the slightest.

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Chuan knew that Luoshui would soon have an extra little god, and he didn't care about it at first, but recently, due to too much black mist in his body, he needed to stay by Luoshui for a few more days, so he paid attention to that one by the way. The growth of seeds.

He didn't even realize it, but gradually, it became a habit, and some inexplicable expectations, maybe it absorbed his own blood, or maybe he was curious about what kind of little gods could survive in Luoshui.

Chuan is the Dao 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 it is just a very ordinary drop of blood, it is still the same.

If someone absorbed his blood, he could stop or even erase the energy in it, but he just watched quietly.

He waited for a month, watching the seed germinate slowly, surfaced, and a bud grew.

In the next two months, the buds gradually grew up, but no flowers bloomed.

One day, Chuan was sitting beside Luoshui as usual, staring at the big flower bud for a while, his narrow red eyes slightly closed, closing his eyes and resting his mind.

Suddenly he felt movement, there were tiny water splashes floating, he didn't move at all, but his powerful spiritual consciousness could see that the flower buds that were originally in the middle of the water started to move towards the shore along with the ground.

It grows in water, and its roots do not penetrate the soil, but rely on Luoshui to absorb nutrients, so it can be easily moved.

The trajectory of the flower buds was a little crooked, as if they didn't know the way, and they approached carefully so that he wouldn't notice.

Inexplicably feel a little 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 reached the shore, and he could touch it with his hand.

The petals trembled quietly, as if someone was nudging inside, trying to come out, but there was no one in sight.

Afterwards, the buds returned to calm, just a ray of soft pure white light, quietly drawing a wisp of black misty gas from Chuan's body, that wisp of black gas hovered around the buds for a few seconds, and then disappeared.

But Chuan knew that it didn't disappear, but was purified.

He opened his red eyes, with a rare smile in them, stretched out his finger and poked the flower bud lightly, the petal moved slightly, paused, and drew a large cloud of black air through his finger.

But it is too small, too much black air, it can't be purified at once, the whole bud is wrapped in black air, it is very uncomfortable.

Chuan wanted to draw the cloud of black air back, but the little guy in the bud didn't let go, as if he was trying hard enough to exert force.

After about a minute, the black air was still purified.

He faintly heard a small gasp, it seemed very tired.

The slender fingers touched the flower buds slightly, and the petals slowly bloomed, revealing the little cub lying on the soft flower bed inside.

Almost the smallest cub.

The little cub was wearing a white floral dress, with silver dreamy long hair, and looked very delicate. He was still panting, but when he saw the light, he quickly raised his small hand to cover his eyes.

She quickly realized that something was wrong, and while covering her eyes, revealing a little gap, she secretly looked at the handsome man with black hair and red eyes, timidly.

Chuan gently pinched her, the little cub was frightened, the beautiful glazed eyes widened, and she dared not 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 hand, she was so nervous that she pinched her hair, she lowered her head not daring to look around, and quietly raised her eyes to peek at him.

She could feel that he was so powerful that he even spontaneously carried a murderous aura around him, making the little god cubs afraid to approach him.

But because of his blood, and because he likes him very much, he took the initiative to purify the black air and wanted to lighten his burden.

Although she was still very young, her mind was a little sensitive and delicate. She knew that a powerful god would not like a weak god like her to follow her.

That's why I hid.