Quick Transmigration: Help, The Male Leads Are All Broken!

The two gods were seriously injured, and their godheads were a little unstable. Su Tang suddenly remembered the murder of the gods that caused a lot of trouble before, and even the **** of death became more serious.

"My lord, what do you want to do when the people behind kill so many gods?"

The two gods, a man and a woman, were all in a coma at the moment. Su Tang watched Moka put the wound medicine on them. The huge wound cut open almost the entire chest, blood and blood, if it were human, it would have died long ago. Can't die anymore.

The **** of death checked the wound, his eyes were cold, "the wound is filled with dark power.

Compared to the male **** who broke his stomach, the goddess Ming was not so badly injured. It didn't take long before she woke up quietly.

Her face was pale, but this did not hinder her beauty, on the contrary, because of the paleness, it made people more and more affectionate. But the gods are gods in the end, and when the eyes are opened, the strong breath of the strong makes people shudder.

"who are you?"

Su Tang shot out a head from behind the **** of death. The **** was very alert at first. After seeing her, he became stunned, "Human?"

In the eyes of the gods, humans are like ants, and their weakness is almost negligible. Therefore, seeing that there are still humans here, the murderous aura of the **** suddenly fades a lot, and even his eyes are softened.

As we all know, gods do not look down on humans, so taking humans in their addresses almost shows that the other person has a very kind and gentle heart.

but……

The **** glanced at Death, this one is not linked to kindness.

Reaper didn't have any expressions, and said in business affairs with a face: "Name, encounter."

There are too many gods, it is impossible for Death to know every one of them, but Su Tang is a little surprised, where did this **** come from, he doesn't even know a first-level **** like Death.

"Storm." For the gods, the godheads are equivalent to their names. "We were intercepted at sea with my friends." She said, as if thinking of something suddenly, "Right, my friend?"

Grim Reaper, "You can't die, keep talking."

The storm said: "No, I have to confirm my friend, his **** level is very weak."

Anxious in his eyes, the person got up from the bed even more, Death frowned, a little impatient, but finally let someone take her over.

After confirming that the other **** was insecure, the storm seemed to lose its strength and sat directly on the ground.

She exhaled heavily, as if she was finally out of danger, and she no longer supported herself, "Thank you."

Su Tang shook his head and asked curiously: "You just said you were at sea, but why did you fall here?"

The storm didn’t hide, and said bluntly: “With a radius of tens of thousands of miles, I only feel supernatural power here, so I took my best breath and brought my friends over.” She finished speaking, looked at Death, revealing A little thanks, "I don't know who you are, but thank you."

Su Tang still found it incredible, but the **** of death beside her, she didn't even know him.

So she asked: "After you became a god, have you never interacted with other gods?"

The storm looked at her and raised his eyebrows, "I don't like those intrigues. I became a **** to be myself."

Where there are people, there are battles, and so are the gods.

The first time Su Tang met such a god, his eyes lit up, "You are special."

Indeed, compared to the gods at the Gods Realm banquet before, this one is simply a clear stream.

While chatting, the storm and Su Tang just talked, but it was the **** of death who was left aside and didn't understand.

A human being and a god, and species are different, what is there to talk about?

"Pulsephone, it's time to practice the spell."

The voice of the **** of death interrupted their conversation, and the storm was a little stunned. She originally thought this human was a servant. After all, there were still many gods who chose beautiful humans as slaves, but now it seems that this human is more like that one. The little lover of the gods.

Speaking of which, she still doesn't know what his name is.

The breath is so terrifying, and it can suppress her three-level gods, she thought about it, and quickly put people in the seat.

"You are the **** of death."

The **** of death did not deny it, but said: "You should rest."

His voice was cold, and his face was even more unkind. The goddess of the storm didn't feel terrible, she just shrugged, and then said goodbye to Su Tang with a smile, "Little human, let's talk next time." After she finished speaking, she saw the other party nodding obediently. In that way, the goddess of the storm somewhat understood why the adult petted this little human alone.

Xiangxiang is soft and cute, with blue eyes that seem to be able to talk. When she laughs, she wants to pinch her fleshy little face.

Unfortunately, before she could do anything, the adult who was known for her coldness almost killed her with his eyes.

She laughed, feeling that the **** of death in front of her was completely different from the rumored one.

On the other hand, Su Tang did not practice her skills, but pulled Death, and said with great interest: "Sir, shall we go to the sea to investigate?"

Death frowned, "You are too weak."

No one knows what's going on at sea right now, and if something happens, the brat has no ability to resist.

Thinking of this, he felt that he still had to step up her practice so that he wouldn't have to worry about it all day.

Su Tang didn't know that his nightmare was coming, but instead dragged him to act like a baby. She is eating people to death. For a arrogant **** of death, as long as you act like a baby once, then twice.

No, I just said it to you before. Anyway, I won't agree. Now, he sighed helplessly, "You can follow, but you can't run around."

Su Tang nodded obediently, saying that she was so dangerous, and she was not stupid. She was safe only by the male lead.

"My lord, don't worry, I won't go anywhere except your side." After speaking, he took his hand.

For her initiative, the **** of death never said anything, but the corners of her mouth raised slightly invisible.

The blue sea is infinitely vast.

Su Tang looked at the calm sea. If Death hadn't detected the divine power fluctuations, it would hardly be obvious that there had been a battle there not long ago.

"My lord, what can you see?"

Death did not answer, but instead asked her, "What about you."

Su Tang, "I think something is wrong."

Grim Reaper curled his lips, pampered and indulged: "Tell me."

Su Tang did not answer, but instead used his weak power to hit the sea hard. As the calm scene was broken, soon, a lot of marine fish with their stomachs floated on the sea.

She said: "Look, just like me, there are scenes like this. If you don't talk about the storm goddess of the third-level god, you can talk about another one, and it's impossible to leave nothing."

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