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"The mistress has a high skill, what Jian Jia wants to express is respect from the heart." Jian Jia said with a narrow smile.

"Where is the skill high?"

As soon as he asked, he immediately realized what Jian Jia was referring to, and his face was blushing.

Seeing that she was shy, Jian Jia stopped teasing her, and went to hold the child in the arms of the Nemesis instead.

In the arms of the goddess is the holy son Zhuzhao. Zhuzhao is originally a holy beast transformed by the qi of the sun and the essence of the sun.

Sensing the magic on Jian Jia, Xiao Zhuzhao frowned.

Seeing this, Jian Jia withdrew her outstretched hands and asked Nemesis, "Can I hug him?"

"I don't think you can. The demon master is too full of magic. I'm afraid the Holy Son won't like you." Nemesis said.

Although the Goddess of Nemesis also cultivates the original power of chaos with the dark attribute, she is a righteous god of the gods after all, tabooing all evil, and will not be rejected by candlelight.

But Jian Jia is different, Jian Jia is a phantom demon body, although she condenses a flawless magic grid, she is still a demon in essence.

Jian Jia regretted not being able to hold a candle to illuminate her, and went to hold the saint Youying instead.

This time, she was not rejected, even Youying smiled in her deep sleep.

The Holy Beast of Youying is the transformation of Qi and Taiyin of the most Yin. It likes all dark energy and has a natural affinity for dark creatures.

Jian Jia hugged Youying, and instinctively sent out a ray of spiritual thought to perceive Youying's physical state, who knew that this ray of spiritual thought disappeared without a trace as soon as it entered Youying's body.

Jian Jia was taken aback, and sent out a ray of divine thought to test it out, but was swallowed up by Xiao Youying again without a trace.

"What kind of monster did you give birth to?" Jian Jia asked in surprise.

Seeing Jian Jia deflated, Yuan Rui smiled slightly and said, "Yin and Yang are called the Dao, and Yin and Yang are called the gods. Fortunately, you are still a generation of demon masters, and you actually want to use your spiritual thoughts to detect my ghostly holy beast."

After hearing Yuan Rui explain the ins and outs of You Ying Zhuzhao, Jian Jia was too shocked to speak.

These two sons and daughters are conceived by the inspiration of Liangyi combined with the yin and yang blood of Yuan Rui and me. It is really a masterpiece of fate, so it is no wonder that Jian Jia is so surprised.

"Before, Xie Lan and I were worried about whether we would give birth to two little beasts, but now we can finally make him feel at ease." Yuan Rui said.

"Have you chosen a name, won't you just call them Zhuzhao and Youying?" Jian Jia asked.

"You Ying Zhuzhao naturally can't be used as a name, but I'm not good at picking names, why don't you help them pick one?"

This is Yuan Rui's humble resignation. As the patriarch of immortality, the saint of Kunlun, and the god of war in ancient times, Lan Xinhui is amazing and talented, and she will never lie to others about choosing a name.

It's just that she knew that Jian Jia was my Taoist couple, and the relationship was very deep, so she deliberately showed her affection.

Yuan Rui is not like Yu Hua, who doesn't rub the sand in his eyes, but Yuan Rui has an insight into the world and human feelings. After all, the way of the God of War can not only be used for fighting, but also can be used to win people's hearts.

"I don't have the qualifications." Jian Jia declined.

"Why not, don't forget to call you mother when the child grows up."

"Okay, then I'll think of one for Xiao Youying."

When Yuan Rui said this, Jian Jia was very useful. As for Zhu Zhao's name, she would definitely not think about it. Although she was not as insightful as Yuan Rui, she was very clear about what she should have.

Although Jian Jia is a phantom, she is not without a bit of talent and learning.

On the contrary, she has been familiar with Taoism for 3000 years in the Temple of Ten Thousand Demons in Kongming Mountain, and has been preached by the Patriarch of Demonic Dao to dispel doubts.

However, it is not so easy to choose a name for Youying.

While Jian Jia was thinking hard, a female herald from the War God Clan announced outside the door: "Your Majesty the God of War, the God of Death is here to visit."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a bone-chilling chill in the entire temple...

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Chapter 6 Thirty

Feeling the familiar frosty meaning of death, Jian Jia's heart was inexplicably shocked, and she was very surprised.

Yan Hua came too fast, and came uninvited.

If Yan Hua's memory was still there, Jian Jia wouldn't be so worried. The key is that it wasn't her who came here this time, but the god of death.

This time the coalition forces seem to be the three realms of the ancient times working together to fight against the heavens, but the Frost Fortress has always maintained its military independence, and Yuhua also visited the Ark of the Gods from the future.

The god of death imprisoned himself in the Frost Fortress, and saw no outsiders. Even Jian Jia's several visits were rejected.

God of Death and God of War are originally fateful enemies, and God of Death came to visit suddenly this time, and it was not long after Yuan Rui gave birth, and when his body was weakest, the intention of coming was very vigilant.

Yuan Rui was also surprised, but what surprised her even more was that there were many guards in the Temple of War God arranged by her, and it was impossible for the god of death to come to her bedroom without her consent.

Unless Chunjun deliberately let the god of death let him go, the god of death would never come here so soon.

Chun Jun is the old department of the Demon Dao, and the God of Death was originally the general who broke the Demon Dao army and the wife of the Taoist ancestor.

And she is considered the mistress of the Demonic Dao of that sect, she has neither been married by a clear medium, nor has she fought side by side with the Taoist ancestor to go through life and death for the Demonic Dao.As for the pregnancy and childbirth, it was a complete accident.

Chunjun regards her as the master, and only cares about the title of mistress.

If he didn't have this title, how could Chun Jun, who had already transformed into the essence of the sword, be willing to obey her orders.

However, Yuan Rui's mood became complicated again when he thought that the God of Reaper would face the Asura Legion and the Xie Sha Legion alone, and would rather die than retreat.

At that time, the God Realm was still in chaos, and Jian Jia retreated to the Demon Realm. If there was no Frost Fortress serving as a bridgehead to defend the defense line, the ancient ancestors' army would definitely take the opportunity to send troops to the God Realm.

It was Yuhua who resisted the pressure and helped the God Realm share the pressure, and persisted until Murong Yuanrui ascended the throne of the Immemorial God King, completing the unification of the Immemorial God Realm.

"You don't have to worry too much, it's not that you really forgot everything." Jian Jia comforted her.

"I don't care, I'm just worried that Zhuzhao won't be able to bear the power of her death god." Yuan Rui said lightly with a slight smile.

After finishing speaking, Yuan Rui signaled the Nemesis to leave through the side door with Zhuzhao in her arms.

At this moment, the front door was pushed open with one hand, and the ancient underworld god of death, Lin Yuhua, who was fully dressed in the death armor, walked into the room.

Her white hair was tied up high by a hair crown, her peerless face was not even half concealed.

The black flames in the eyes burned fiercely, and the more they burned, the colder the bone pierced.

This is the flame of the god of death in the underworld, and it is the soul that is wounded.

His lips were as black as ink, pursed into blades.

The death sickle turned into a black and white snake, hovering around Yuhua's wrist.