Hua Hanxiang has no godhead, no divine power.

Now it's no different from ordinary people.

Eat, drink.

Otherwise, you will die.

Without divine power, it would be impossible for her to change her body.

Can't immortals die?

Of course they will die.

Hua Hanxiang didn't believe that she would die before, but now, she was about to believe it.

Because, she was really dying of thirst.

Hunger is still bearable, but thirst is more deadly.

It's the hottest summer, my mouth is dry, my throat is smoking.

When Ruan Ling arrived, she was lying in the trap, her mouth open, waiting for the dew to fall from the sky to her mouth to quench her thirst. Dirty, gray, and unkempt hair.

How can there be the demeanor of a flower in a mountain village.

Seeing Ruan Ling, she didn't even have the strength to be angry, only complained.

Ruan Ling sat on the edge of the trap with a smile, holding a kettle in his hand: "Show me your body, and I'll reward you with a sip of water." ”

Ruan Ling can't exist ontologically without divine power, because she is not a person from this time and space. will be suppressed by the rules of the Heavenly Dao.

But the fragrance of flowers is different.

She is a local native, and she has been a land god for more than 500 years, and she is deeper than Ruan Ling in terms of strength and cultivation.

Even if she doesn't have divine powers, she can show up.

Of course, it's not that comfortable.

But for a sip of water......

Hua Hanxiang gave in with tears in her eyes.

She really showed her true form.

She is a glamorous and plump beauty.

It is seventy or eighty percent similar to the idol of the gods.

It's just not very dignified, revealing round shoulders and a large back, a short top, and a section of the waist. The skirt is also slitted, and the slender legs are looming.

It's a stunner who charms the world.

It is countless times higher than Liu Caiyun's number of segments.

Ruan Ling smiled and said, "If you use this appearance to seduce Pei Shu, the success rate is probably much higher." ”

Hua Hanxiang immediately retracted into Li Caiyun's body, and said in a hoarse voice, "I'm not afraid that you will rob me of my godhead?" ”

"That's mine!" Ruan Ling clicked and took a bite of the apple to correct her.

Hua Hanxiang swallowed her dry throat: "You just said that you would give me water to drink." ”

"Okay." Ruan Ling casually threw the kettle down.

Hua Hanxiang hurriedly caught it, opened the stopper, and couldn't wait to pour it into her mouth.

However, not a drop of water was poured out.

Flowers are fragrant: "......"

Ruan Ling was also a little surprised: "Maybe I came in too much of a hurry and forgot to pour water into it." Sorry, sorry. ”

Flowers are fragrant: "......"

Ruan Ling was silent for a moment, and said faintly: "If you are really thirsty, I will give you an idea." ”

"What?"

"Urine can also be drunk."

“…… Licentious! The flower was almost crazy with a scent, "You told me to drink that...... You're disgusting! ”

"Then do you say that fate matters, or face matters?" Ruan Ling shrugged his shoulders, "Anyway, the kettle will be given to you, whether you drink it or not, you can do it yourself." ”

Hua Hanxiang was a little broken: "You have taken all the godheads, and you have tortured me until now, what are you going to do?" I'm also your senior, can you respect the old and love the young? ”

"You want me to let you out?"

"Nonsense!"

"You have to promise me one condition." Ruan Ling squatted on the side, blowing the early morning breeze, and munching on the apple leisurely, "Otherwise, you will suffer here." Anyway, you won't be able to die for a while. ”

"On what terms?"

"You make me a subordinate." Nguyen Ling said, "I need a lot of merit, I need to help many believers fulfill their wishes, and I can't do it alone. So, I need a helper to do coolies. ”