The Big Brother’s Little Ancestor is So Sweet - Chapter 582

   Chapter 582 The Witch (9)

   On the way back to the castle, Shiyou suddenly remembered something serious, “Where’s the original God of Light?”

   A golden godhead appeared in Ying Zhan’s hand.

   “I took his godhead.”

   Shiyou understood what he meant, the God of Light was dead.

   Her man is amazing.

   Yingzhan asked her, “Youyou, do you want to be a god?”

   Shiyou shook his head: “I don’t want to.”

   Shiyou met the man’s slightly suspicious eyes, hooked the corners of his mouth, smiled lightly, and explained to him: “I could have become a god, but I gave up on my own. You see, I also have half a godhead.”

   Ying Zhan’s eyes fell on the half-black godhead between Shiyou’s eyebrows.

   The half of the godhead is pitch-black, with golden and silver interwoven patterns on it. It is exquisite and noble, just like a pomelo, which makes people unable to express their admiration from the heart.

   The godhead of Shiyou is self-created, so it cannot be taken by others.

   She only has half a godhead in her eyebrows, in short, she is only a half god.

   This is the result of Yuu not wanting to become a **** at the time.

   In her opinion, gods should never exist.

  People are all strong, and as long as there are gods in the world, human beings will always pin their hopes on gods.

   Moreover, with God, one would fall into all kinds of disputes brought about by belief.

   Shiyou suddenly asked him, “Are you injured in the fight with the God of Light?”

   “No.” Ying Zhan is not very good at lying, his eyes wandering from side to side.

   Shiyou looked at him suspiciously: “Show me your hand.”

   Ying Zhan put the back of his hand behind his back: “Don’t worry, it’s just a small injury, just take care of it, you won’t die.”

   She stepped forward and grabbed the pulse of Ying Zhan’s hand, her brows furrowed more and more deeply, something was wrong, he had no cultivation base, and his breath was sluggish, just like an ordinary person.

   “You’re still called Xiao Hu?”

   Shiyou thought that Ying Zhan might have misunderstood the ‘small injury’.

  Yingzhan looked like he was nothing, and he didn’t look weak at all, so Shiyou never expected him to be injured so badly.

   Is this a minor injury?

   “What about your cultivation?”

   “I was temporarily sealed by me.”

The   Void Beast couldn’t help but get out of the pet space, and complained to Shiyou crying: “My lady, please persuade the master, he doesn’t take his body seriously at all.

  The master was seriously injured in the spiritual world, and he crossed the void. He also used secret techniques to improve his strength and fight with the God of Light… Now the realm of cultivation is constantly declining, and if he falls again, I’m afraid…” He will die of old age.

   Ying Zhan glanced at the Void Beast: “Speak up.”

  Void Beast is a cute looking white beast with a pair of wings.

   The Void Beast’s brows were twisted into Sichuan characters: “Master, if you don’t take good care of your wounds, how can you stay with my mistress for a long time…”

   Shiyou grabbed Ying Zhan’s neckline and dragged him closer to him.

   The girl lowered her face and called him by his name, a little angry: “Ying Zhan, why don’t you take care of your body so much!”

   Yingzhan bowed his head, and a low, murmur-like voice was in her ear, “Youyou, don’t be angry with me, I know I’m wrong.”

   “If your cultivation is gone, you can practice again. If your daughter-in-law is gone, let me find it.”

   “I’d rather die than lose you…”

   She hugged Ying Zhan a little, but she didn’t know why she wanted to cry inexplicably.

   Shiyou asked the Void Beast: “Little Wing, tell me, how can I help him?”

  What is the name of the little wings?

   “The master needs to go to a place with sufficient spiritual energy to retreat and practice well to stabilize his cultivation.”

   “I have a way to quickly restore my original cultivation.”

   His Adam’s apple rolled and his ears turned red.

   Shiyou looked at him: “What can you do?”

   The tip of Ying Zhan’s nose touched hers, and his lips were almost pressed against hers.

   He said in a low voice, “…Shuangxiu.”

   “Double cultivation is the fastest way to improve cultivation.”

   (end of this chapter)