Chen Hongjian was covered in blood, holding a Han sword, and beside him was Chu Zihang, who had fainted from strength, and was also covered in blood.

"Odin, come on!"

Looking at the army of Deadpool in front of him, as well as the cyclops riding an eight-legged giant horse, the boy actually smiled.

In this smile, there is no mockery, only relief.

After so many years of hard work, I still can't escape death.

At the very least, you can relax and get some sleep.

"Mortal, if you are willing......"

"Bullshit, I don't want to be your puppet."

Chen Hong gradually glanced at Chu Zihang who fell to the ground, at least in this way, Chu Zihang can live, even if he is a puppet, even if he is forgotten by the whole world, someone will come to him desperately.

"Brother, I haven't given you anything in my life, this is my gift to you."

He left the chance to live to Chu Zihang.

"Then, mortal, I will grant you death with my own hands."

Odin slowly lifted Kungunir, a faint white thread in the air connecting the tip of the spear to his heart.

The mane of the eight-legged steed flew, the thunder dust flew in the air, and the black aura of death fluttered on the spear of fate, Kungunir.

The law of death has locked him.

Odin's movements are so slow, powerful, and graceful that it is a life-taking ritual.

The loss of this spear means the loss of a life.

"Maybe that's my fate."

Chen Hong gradually grasped the knife and began his final charge.

A green light enveloped his body, and he overworked his life to heal his injuries.

"Odin, come on!"

Chen Hong gradually sprinted with all his strength, and the whole person was like a sharp blade, and his whole body was full of determination, cutting through the air.

At the same time, the spear of fate also broke away from Odin's hand, and the breath of death came to his face.

Kungunir tumbled and flew towards him like a purple-black streamer.

Chen Hong roared in anger and avoided a head-to-head confrontation with Kungunir with a slippery shovel, even though he knew he couldn't dodge the spear of fate that would never fail, but he would leave the "god" with a lesson he would never forget!

In his eyes, the turquoise light almost condensed into substance.

He jumped high, and the Han sword in his hand slashed down towards the god's head!

However, at the very moment when his sword was about to strike God, God looked up at him. Although he could not see it, he seemed to hear the ridicule from God.

Poof!

The sound of flesh piercing came from behind him.

It's Kungunir!

The mythical spear, which was said to never fail, flew back and stabbed him in the back of the heart.

But...... It was another body that pierced.

Chen Hong's hand that gradually slashed towards the god couldn't help but tremble slightly, and the sword didn't fall for a long time.

He subconsciously turned back in mid-air, only to see the most terrifying scene of his life.

A white and flawless face, as if carefully carved by an artist, appeared in his eyes.

"No!"

The spear had pierced the girl's body, and her weak and boneless hands clutched the spear tightly, as if not wanting it to move forward.

And he can only watch everything happen.

The girl no longer had the strength to make a sound, only her lips were moving, but he understood what she meant.

"Quick...... Walk! ”

"Natsumi!"

Chen Hong roared like crazy.

in the hospital

Chen Hong's body trembled violently, and the whole person sat up from the bed.

"It's ...... Hospital? Was it all a dream just now? Chen Hong gradually looked at the hospital gown on his body, as well as his body without a single scar or bloodstain, and was a little stunned.

This dream is too real.

That's right, Natsumi.

He looked to his left, and Natsumi was holding his phone, staring at him dumbfoundedly with wide eyes.

"Natsumi, I'm ......"

Before he could finish speaking, the girl first covered his mouth with her hand.

"Wait, wait, I ...... I'm ...... I have not yet...... If you're not prepared, you let me calm down first. ”

Xia Mi's little face was flushed, like a red-hot charcoal fire, and she was even a little incoherent.

When his lips touched his tender little hands, the boy couldn't help but feel a little shy, and his originally pale face gradually became rosy.

Looking at the boy's face, which had also turned red, the girl was even more sure of her guess.

The girl kept fanning her cheek with her other hand, as if it really worked.

"Whew, whew! Is he going to confess to me? Natsumi, what are you nervous about? You are the king of the earth and the mountains, the sky is not afraid of the earth, why are you afraid of a boy.

But you are a king, a monarch, and you can't waste your time on him! You should find a way to evolve into Hela, the god of death, without harming your brother, and take the world into your own hands!

You can't indulge in beauty! ”

The boy looked at the girl suspiciously, put his hands on the girl's shoulders, put his head on her forehead, and muttered, "I don't have a fever." ”

Chen ...... Old...... Chen Hongchuan, you are going to die! ”

The sudden temperature on her forehead, as well as the warm snort on her cheeks, made her stop thinking, her brain seemed to be down, her pretty face turned even redder, and she quickly turned her head away and didn't dare to look at the boy.

Chen Hong suddenly realized something, and his actions seemed to be ...... Somewhat frivolous.

After all, he is not an iceberg male god like Chu Zihang, and he also realized that his behavior was very much like a confession.

However, looking at Xia Mi's performance except for yelling, but not resisting...... She doesn't seem to contradict this series of behaviors.

Don't......

He reminisced about the first time they met

The girl was stared at by him and bowed her head shyly;

The girl blackmails his cunning;

the girl's anger after he unintentionally took advantage;

The girl's annoyance as she threw him into the room;

the charm of the girl and his "confrontation";

The girl's fury when she saw him hurt.

Memories flashed through his mind......

A bold idea suddenly emerged in Chen Hongji's heart, or ...... I......

At the moment when Chen Hong gradually made up his mind, the ward was pushed away from the outside.

Xia Mi subconsciously looked at the door, and inadvertently, a touch of ruddy lightly touched the boy's dry lips. The boy subconsciously sighed at the flush.

The boy and girl's eyes widened, feeling each other's burning snorts.

The head nurse who pushed the door in hurriedly walked out, and closed the door as she left, although the movement was fast, but there was no sound, as if she was afraid of disturbing the boys and girls.

Time stops at this moment,

The world is surprisingly quiet.

After a long time, the two separated.

"Natsumi, I like you."

"I know."

"Would you like to be my girlfriend?"

“......”

The boy who didn't get a reply clenched his hands into fists, his palms tense and sweaty.

The girl seemed to use all her strength to think, but she finally made up her mind and tapped her head.

"Okay."