In the dark heart of the tree, the sunlight shines through the cracks overhead. It was like a searchlight on that small wooden stage.

The little baby boy curled up in a cradle made of vines, the size of a newborn baby. He slept soundly. The neighing of the silver horse, and the sound of Baru's continuous chopping of trees, did not seem to affect him.

Gao Qian looked at the baby boy suspiciously. Who is he? Why is there a baby in the tree of life that Gui Xiaoqian has turned into? Where is Gui Xiaoqian?

"You're here......" In the empty heart of the tree, Gui Xiaoqian's sighing voice came, her voice was still so gentle, but Gao Qian noticed her weakness, very weak. The flame of her life is about to be extinguished.

"Gui Xiaoqian, what's going on, how could you?"

"Hug him. Gui Xiaoqian said softly, "Hug him, Gao Di, this is our child." ”

The high diver was taken aback. He barely touched Gui Xiaoqian's hand, where did the child come from?

"High Diver, he's our kid. Gui Xiaoqian's voice was affirmative, "Do you remember the first time we met in the Infernal Realm?"

Infernal Affairs?First time?

Although it was only seven or eight years ago, for Gao Qian, it seems like a lifetime ago. He stood still for a moment, and his memories flooded back.

"You mean curse the black light. At that time, I summoned Joan of Arc in your cursed black light, and it was Joan of Arc who broke your curse with the holy light. ”

"So do you remember what you did?"

Gao Qian frowned. What did he do? At that time, he was a stunned young man who didn't know anything, and he recklessly took on such a big errand on his shoulders. If he hadn't taken action to resolve Gui Xiaoqian's curse at that time, I'm afraid that Gui Xiaoqian's destruction would have started long ago, right?

Other than that, however, he doesn't seem to be doing anything special. Anyway, he was very sure that he didn't do anything to make Gui Xiaoqian have a child.

Seeing that Gao Qian couldn't seem to remember, Gui Xiaoqian reminded: "You spit on me." ”

Well, that's true. However, it was Joan of Arc that made him vomit, in order to dissolve Gui Xiaoqian's curse. Moreover, later he also asked Joan of Arc to cast a spell to make Gui Xiaoqian completely forget about it. Now, it seems that Gui Xiaoqian has all remembered it, but what does this have to do with this child?

"Well, Joan of Arc said at the time, spitting was the most direct way to transfer energy. Gao Qian felt that he should explain, "I didn't really mean to ......"

Gui Xiaoqian laughed softly: "Yes, spitting is indeed the most direct way to transfer energy, that's why you woke me up, and I also have your child." ”

Gao Qian was so shocked that he didn't know what to say. My mind was full for a while, and it turned out that I couldn't spit out this saliva?

But then Gao Qian calmed down: "No, I was just an ordinary human at that time, even if I unlocked the first seal, I was still a human." It is impossible to create life so simply. ”

Gui Xiaoqian was silent for a moment, and muttered: "Yes, if there is no love spell, of course it can't be, so ......"

"What did you say?" Gao Qian frowned. Gui Xiaoqian's voice was so soft that even Gao Qian couldn't hear her whispers clearly.

"High diving, I'm not reconciled. Gui Xiaoqian's voice was like spider silk in the wind, intermittent, "I'm really unwilling." ”

The baby boy in the cradle suddenly burst into tears, waving his little fists and crying hoarsely. Gao Qian was at a loss for a moment, hesitated for a moment, and he stepped forward to pick up the little baby. The baby was soft, like a bag of easy-to-melt marshmallows, but the strength to cry was not small, and the little face was flushed.

Gao Qian called Gui Xiaoqian twice, but there was no answer. He vaguely felt that Gui Xiaoqian's energy had almost completely died, as if this child had exhausted all her energy.

Gao Qian was in a trance for a moment.

Mother Nature is immortal, but when she reappears in the world, it may be a thousand years later, and this child ......

The high dive looked down at the baby in his arms. The baby cries tired and sobs, clutching the corners of the scabbard of Twilight's Blade under the high submarine, struggling to put it in its mouth.

"Are you hungry?" said Gao Qian, holding out his fingers and gently pushing the scabbard away, "This is not to be eaten." ”

The baby let out an earth-shattering cry.

High Potential sighed with a headache.

At this time, he heard Sherlock's anxious voice in his head: "High Div, the circle is broken!"

The high dive appeared in the open space in an instant with the baby in his arms.

The circle protecting the Tree of Life has been shattered, and for the first time, the Tree of Life has been fully displayed to the public. However, it was at the moment of its final demise.

Countless pairs of eyes were fixed on the vanishing tree of life in the center of the clearing. At this moment, the tree of life seems to be made of golden sand, and the golden light and rain disperse with the wind, and the tree of life is disappearing completely little by little.

"High Diving, is this?" Sherlock looked at the baby in High Potential's arms in surprise.

"This is, Gui Xiaoqian's. Gao Qian put the baby into Sherlock's arms, and Sherlock hurriedly hugged him, "What do you mean? Gui Xiaoqian's child? Who is the father?"

High hesitation.

Jiajia on the side blinked, looked at the baby, and then looked at the high dive, and said crisply: "The baby has the energy of a big brother." ”

Sherlock had a strange expression: "You and Gui Xiaoqian?"

Gao Qian didn't bother to explain, and he couldn't explain it himself.

"Child, please take care of you. Gao Qian said lightly.

"I? I won't. Sherlock carefully stirred the baby in a bit of panic, and the baby was intently sucking on her hair, "Oops, don't drag, it hurts." ”

The high dive ignores Sherlock's pain. Sherlock had experience in taking care of Jiajia, and he couldn't find anyone else to take care of the child anyway, either it wasn't suitable, or he didn't trust it.

Then Gao Qian turned to Jiajia: "Jiajia, you say you know how to find Lin Qian?"

"Big brother, I'm just a key, how to find Lin Qian, only you know. ”

"Where's the key, and where is the lock?"

Jiajia smiled slightly. She held out her hand, and a cloud of golden light appeared on her palm. Gao Qian saw that in the golden light, it turned out to be the golden dragon heart. It turned out that the mechanical dragon that Wu Tori Sen killed at the beginning, and the golden dragon heart he got turned out to be the lock that blocked his wisdom.

Going around and around, everything seems to have converged to this point, he needs to find his wisdom, and at the same time, he will also find Lin Qian.

"Big brother, let's go, it's time to regain your wisdom. Jiajia held the dragon's heart and smiled crisply.

Gao Qian took Jiajia's hand: "Okay, let's go and go back to Lin Qian." ”

"Wait, High Diver, what's this kid's name?" Sherlock snapped as he salvaged his hair.

Gao Qian turned his head faintly in a ball of golden light.

"Since he is Gui Xiaoqian's child, let's call him Gui Sheng. ”

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Dear book friends, this is the end of the story in "World of the Gods". The story of the next book will take place a hundred years after the fall of the tree of life.

Some of the old faces in this book may revisit the reader in the next part. The real mastermind behind the scenes, which is hidden in this book, will gradually come to the foreground in the lower part.

Trailer for the next part:

Qi Tian stood in the rain, holding an umbrella.

The rainy night was cold, and the street lamps reflected from the road melted reality and illusion, and he stared coldly ahead, like a judge.

There, the slab man was walking out from under the dripping eaves, and in the dim yellow light, a white hand reluctantly climbed his shoulder, and the man pushed it away impatiently, and then he lit a cigarette.

The day the proprietress fell from the stairs, he was also impatient.

Qi Tian sneered faintly. It was as if he saw the gelatinous liquid coating the wet pavement again, and the click of broken bones and tendons was as brittle as broken porcelain, right at his feet, right in front of his eyes.

The police came and went, and when they found no evidence, they deduced that the proprietress had fallen from her feet. However, Qi Tian knew that he did it, this inch-headed man, Qi Tian saw his fleeting face, extremely ugly.

The man finished the cigarette in his hand, touched his pocket, and walked to a convenience store a street away. To cut corners, he walked into a passage between two buildings. The narrow passage was almost filled with debris, and was filled with the stench of wild cat feces. He cursed, and stepped into the moldy boxes, when a pale blue halo suddenly appeared in front of him.

The slab man opened his mouth in surprise as the halo gradually formed an oval door. The soft and beautiful light exudes from the door, and it is difficult to see the scenery, but it makes people feel that there must be a fairyland-like place behind the door.

"What's that?"

"Welcome to my dungeon. Qi Tian appeared behind the man with the head of the board, the umbrella in his hand had been closed, like a black cane, but it exuded an indescribable power.

The man looked back in surprise: "It's you?"

"It's me. Qi Tian rounded his arms, and the black umbrella bone drew an inky arc in the rain and mist, like a harvesting scythe wielded by the Grim Reaper.

The frightened face of the inch-headed man distorted, and at that moment his face turned into the face of some kind of animal, like a fox and a badger, full of hair, yellow and green eyes, and sharp teeth. The black arc of light hit the ugly face, and with a short scream, the blue curtain of light engulfed the man's body, like a pool of water swallowing a falling stone, unsettling.

Qi Tian breathed a sigh of relief and glanced back at the empty street outside the passage.

After the rain, the pavement is as clean as a wash, and the warm orange light is refracted serenely. The night breeze was cool, Qi Tian smiled faintly, and also stepped into the halo.

The pale blue glow dimmed in a second, and the two men vanished as if they had never existed in this dark corner.

(Stay tuned for the author's pen name, a new adventure, about to begin)