He Xiaotian blinked. From the beginning to now, he just couldn't figure out what the big deal was.

Why did Mengye, the evil god, suddenly give up attacking him?

Besides, what the hell are you doing when you turn into a machine gun, you broken clay bowl?

Mengye looked at her twins who were continuing to grow and couldn't bear it anymore.

This human being who only licks the sugar coating and does not eat the cannonballs is too evil, even more evil than the Great Evil God.

Can I give you the title of Evil God?

I won’t play with you anymore, never see you again!

"Whoosh————"

The tentacles that covered the sky and the sun suddenly retracted.

The fragments of the dagger turned into dust in an instant.

In the deep sea, Mengye looked at the small hole under the small whirlpool and hesitated for a second.

He filled it up without hesitation and even patched it, for fear that the weird mud bowl would get through and continue to impregnate Him.

He swore that he would never appear in front of He Xiaotian in this life until he found a way to prevent pregnancy.

That pen is terrible!

If there had been such a method back then, I am afraid even the Emperor of Heaven and others would have knelt at his feet.

A divine being cannot avoid pregnancy. Who would believe it?

After seeing Mengye slip away, Mudwan suddenly became depressed, as if he had lost a very interesting toy.

(╥╯^╰╥)......

sad.

But in the next second, it made a smart turn and floated in front of He Xiaotian.

The green light in the bowl rose and fell, as if he had a bold idea.

"???"

He Xiaotian subconsciously felt that something was wrong, although he didn't know what the hell was going on with this broken bowl. Maybe it was not a good thing for an evil god to stay away.

Therefore, he did not hesitate to block Zeng Hong and the Thirteenth Prince in front of him.

biu~~~biu~~~

The two blue lights penetrated into the two bodies without any hindrance. At first, they thought that if they were to die, they would definitely die miserably.

After all, even that ferocious and messy giant tentacle didn't dare to fight the Mud Bowl head-on. How could He De, these two little bastards, stop him?

As a result, the next moment the two of them discovered that something worse than death, even unspeakable, had happened.

My belly is swollen.

A little life is being nurtured in their wombs.

Zeng Hong, the Thirteenth Prince: "Σ(っ°Д°;)っ!!!"

Who am I? Where am I? What do I want to do?
Chapter completed!