Deep in the Ona Forest, a faint aura spreads from the ground.
Immediately afterwards, a spiritual consciousness swept across the entire Ona Forest.
None of the Western gods who have arrived here can escape.
However, none of the Western gods, including Carlyle, noticed the existence of this aura.
High in the sky, a figure stood above the clouds, overlooking the entire Ona Forest.
When this spiritual consciousness appeared, the man showed a smile and instantly blocked his own aura.
"The time has come."
The figure muttered to itself and disappeared above the clouds.
It was as if he had never appeared.
Soon, the consciousness deep in the Ona forest was also withdrawn.
Rumble.
Suddenly, there was a tremor deep in the Ona forest, as if something turned over.
"Um?"
With a serious look on his face, Carlyle rose into the air and looked into the depths of Ona Forest.
"Is it an earthquake?"
Several ancient gods also noticed it, came to Carlyle's side, and asked.
"I don't know. It seems like it comes from a very far away place."
Carlyle said in a deep voice.
"Could it be the realm of gods?"
The eyes of several ancient gods lit up.
"There must be a great opportunity if there is a sudden change in the divine world!"
After hearing their words, Carlyle was also moved in his heart. Is it really a strange movement in the God Realm?
Did the old fortune teller know something, so he specially summoned the Western gods to come to Ona Forest at this time?
What on earth is he going to do?
What's the purpose?
Is there any room for maneuver here?
But thinking about the old fortune teller's strength, he felt a little desperate.
What's more, his life now still lies in the hands of an old fortune teller.
If the fortune teller tells him to live, he will live.
If the old fortune teller tells him to die, he will die.
This feeling is so bad, but I can't resist it, so I can only accept it.
"Carlyle, how about we go in first and take a look?"
An ancient god suggested. "Aren't you afraid of being buried here?"
Carlyle looked at the ancient god and asked.
"Since the old guy said he wants to take us in, it means he is still somewhat sure... I think we should wait for him to come with us."
"But if he gets the opportunity, will he really share it with us?"
An ancient god frowned.
"If you want to go, I won't go if you don't stop me."
Carlyle said, turned and left.
He had a vague feeling that the old fortune teller had a grand conspiracy.
The most important thing is that he has been to Ona Forest many times and knows the horror in its depths.
Last time I didn't go all the way in, I almost died inside.
If he goes deeper...even with his current strength, he has no chance of making it out alive.
All in all, it’s better to follow the old fortune teller and see if you can drink some soup.
One mouthful of soup is enough.
Several ancient gods looked at each other and suppressed their greed.
Even Carlyle didn't dare to go. It would be even worse if they went alone.
On the other side, Xiao Chen went to Qiong's room, which was indescribable.
After all, a long separation is better than a wedding.
Qiong, who returned to her ancestors, made Xiao Chen experience the ultimate happiness.
At dawn, Xiao Chen held his waist and left Qiong's room.
He had to admit that these 'others' were indeed different.
"Oh, I am only seriously injured and have not recovered, otherwise... I need this?"
Xiao Chen muttered, trying to save his respect.
"Brother Chen, what are you doing?"
Bai Ye also came out of the room, saw Xiao Chen in the corridor, and asked.
"Ah? It's nothing. I can't sleep anymore. Let's go out for a walk."
Xiao Chen put down his hand on his lower back.
"real?"
Bai Ye looked at Xiao Chen's hand that had taken it off, and after a second thought, he looked strange.
"Of course it's true. What about you? You didn't go out last night, did you?"
Xiao Chen changed his words
question.
"Don't be unable to walk without seeing a woman. Be careful with your life."
"Understood, we didn't even go out."
Bai Ye nodded.
"Also, Brother Chen, which one of us can't walk after seeing a girl?"
"Your skin is itchy? Get out of here."
Xiao Chen was not angry.
"Okay, I'm leaving."
Bai Ye nodded repeatedly and walked away.
When Xiao Chen saw Bai Ye disappeared, he held his waist and returned to the room.
As soon as he entered, his eyes widened and he looked at Rowling who was sitting on the bed and looking at him with a smile: "You...why are you here?"
"Waiting for you."
Luo Lin stood up, came to Xiao Chen, raised her white hand, and hooked his chin.
"You kept me waiting."
"You...why are you waiting for me?"
Xiao Chen felt that his throat was tight and his waist suddenly hurt even more.
"What do you think?"
Rowling smiled half-heartedly.
"You...you want to drink my blood, right? Come on, come on, I will release it for you now."
Xiao Chen said, taking out a dagger from the bone ring.
"No, I don't want to drink your blood, I want to drink..."
Rowling blinked.
"..."
Xiao Chen's heart skipped a beat and he looked at the bright sky outside.
"Lowling, it's already dawn...wait a moment, there are still many things to do."
"It's okay, just close the curtains and it won't get dark."
Luo Lin smiled charmingly.
"As for things, it doesn't matter if you do them an hour late."
"What's that? I'm seriously injured and haven't healed yet... The wound just burst."
Xiao Chen quickly found another reason.
"It hurts so much that I don't want to do anything else."
"Oh? The wound is open again? Where is it? Let me see?"
Luo Lin said, holding the hand under his chin and walking downstream.
"Is it the chest injury?"
"Yes...yes, there are also internal injuries. "
Xiao Chen nodded.
Phew.
Hearing Xiao Chen's words, Luo Lin couldn't help laughing.
"You even used the excuse of internal injury? Okay, I won't tease you anymore."
"ah?"
Xiao Chen took a deep breath and relaxed immediately.
"Scared me."
"Why, Qiong is so powerful? I rarely see you like this."
Rowling laughed.
"The main reason is that I have not recovered from my serious injury. Otherwise, how could I be like this?"
Xiao Chen puffed up his chest and said.
"You still don't understand my fighting power?"
"Too."
Rowling nodded.
"You are the most powerful."
"That's natural."
Xiao Chen smiled with satisfaction, feeling that the face he had just lost had been regained.
"The wound is really broken? Do you need me to help you take a look?"
Rowling asked.
"Ahem, just a little bit, it doesn't matter. Maybe it will be better by now."
Xiao Chen coughed dryly.
"Why are you here with me?"
"I thought you would come back soon, but I didn't expect you never came back... The Vampires stay out day and night, and I don't sleep either, so I didn't go back."
Luo Lin said.
"Don't worry, I won't do anything to you."
"I'm not afraid...I'm just hurt."
Xiao Chen put his arm around Luo Lin's shoulders.
"Come on, sit down and talk... Well, let's sit on a chair. Let's stay away from the bed."
"Kekeke..."
Rowling laughed.
"If I want to do something, a chair will do."
"Yes, then it's better to sit on the bed, it's more comfortable."
Xiao Chen nodded and carried Luo Lin to the bed.
"Have you found your replacement?"
"There are candidates, but they still need to be tested."
"Do you really want to stop being the Blood Emperor?"