"Thousand buckwheat!"

By the time Nangong Yunchuan and the others arrived, Qian Qiao had been dragged underground and disappeared.

"Yo~ You're here, it's a pity~ It's still a step too late~"

The woman slowly turned around and looked up at the crowd, slowly curling the corners of her lips.

"Just like me..."

A very soft whisper escaped from her lips and teeth, not heard by others, and the woman's thoughts were dragged back more than a thousand years with these words.

"Don't you have a name?"

At that time, she was still a young god-swallowing grass, and she fainted on the side of the road because she couldn't compete with other god-swallowing grasses, and it was he who saved her.

"What's that?"

She has been abandoned by her parents since she was born, and the Divine Devouring Grass needs to go to the second order to receive the inheritance, and she has not even reached the first order now, although her spiritual wisdom has opened early, she has no inheritance assistance, so she doesn't know much about these things.

And he is different, he is the king of the god-devouring grass, and he has a thousand-year lifespan since he was born.

"The name is... Hmm..."

He seemed to struggle with how to explain the name, and thought for a long time before continuing.

"The name is, when I call you, even in the middle of nowhere, you know that I am calling you..."

"Do you have a name, then?"

She probably understood what he meant, and suddenly wanted to know his name, so that when she called him, he would know that he was called him.

"My name is Cong Xu, the narrative of the narrative, well... You may not understand it, but it's okay, I'll teach you later..."

Cong Xu saw that she showed a confused expression, and after patiently explaining, he seemed to remember something, so he continued.

"You don't have a name, then you will have my surname in the future, I am Cong Shu, then you are Cong Shu~"

"Narrative... It's so good~"

At that time, she did not understand the meaning of the narrative, and only thought that it was a wonderful thing to be able to appear side by side with his name.

From then on she called him Congshu, he called her Congshu, and then she always followed him, and he was willing to take care of her and leave all the good things to her.

At that time, she was hungry and scared, so as long as he gave it, she would eat it cleanly, and by the time she realized that something was wrong, her cultivation was already higher than him.

Faced with her self-blame, he said with a smile.

"That's good, I already have a thousand years of life, if your cultivation is lower than mine, won't you go ahead of me?

Later, they got married, and the scene was so grand that he gave her the most beautiful wedding, and the spirit animals of the whole jungle came to bless them.

She thought they would be happy, but for thousands of years she had not been able to give birth to a son for him.

Watching the ethnic group grow day by day, watching others have children, she is anxious, she wants children, she wants children that belong to the two of them.

Seeing her anxiety, although Cong Xu didn't say anything, he secretly sent the Devouring Grass to plunder the human race and provide her with nutrients.

It was a few people who were kidnapped and cultivated, and his body contained rich spiritual power, and he told her to rest assured, as long as she absorbed enough spiritual power, she would have a chance to conceive a child.

So Cong Shu listened to his words, absorbed spiritual power in the underground with peace of mind, and waited for the opportunity to conceive a child.

But when she noticed something strange and hurriedly came out of the depths of the earth, her narrative was gone...

"You clearly said that you would live and die with me, why did you break your word?"

Cong Shu stroked his flat abdomen and whispered.

Cong Xu's demon pill is in her womb at the moment, and she has seen the greed of human beings, and Cong Shu thinks that his demon pill is the safest only if it stays in her body... ：，，，