I am God

As long as Di Ruiji's power is still there, Ajialu will never die, but the price of infinitely approaching immortality is too ridiculous. If the energy in Ajialu's body is exhausted and Di Ruiji doesn't replenish her, then Ajialu will only become the most suitable research object in the eyes of some crazy scholars who are extremely interested in strange people and strange things and want to study everything.

When Xiu Zhe pushed Di Ruiji into a crack in another dimension and shredded his body, Ajialu cut off contact with Di Ruiji. Considering that exhaustion of power meant death, Ajialu thought about it and decided to take Di Ruiji with him. The 'humans' condensed from Ji's blood hid in this village to avoid fighting.

And Yong Fengyi and Yong Yang were misunderstood by Ajialu as the guys who represented the so-called justice to destroy them, the dead souls, and then attacked and killed Yong Yang.

Xiu Zhe smiled wryly and shook his head to take back the ghostly hand. It's ridiculous to think about it. Maybe Yong Yang deserves to die. If Ajialu attacked Yong Fengyi, Yong Yang would have to die here. Even if he could escape, he would meet that Female aliens.

"Ajialu, don't call me Lord Di Ruiji in the future." After much deliberation, Xiu Zhe decided to bring Ajialu along. Whether it was because of a sense of intimacy or because of Ajialu's relatively strong strength, Xiu Zhe couldn't keep Di Ruiji. Throwing this great gift to herself aside and letting her fend for herself.

Although Ajialu was "created" by Di Ruiji, she had never seen this "god" who gave her a second life. All she knew was the energy fluctuation in the man in front of her that was exactly the same as that of Di Ruiji at that time. She nodded obediently and said softly, "What should Ajialu call you?"

"Just call me master, stand up." Xiu Zhe said and helped Ajialu up, "Don't kneel when you see me in the future, understand?"

"Master, Ajialu's magic power is empty."

Seeing Ajialu's pitiful appearance, Xiu Zhe smiled helplessly and thought about how to replenish Ajialu's magic. At that time, Di Ruiji injected a drop of blood into Ajialu's body to add magic power to it. It only needs to inject blood into Ajialu's body.

The energy contained in every drop of the purple-black blood flowing in Xiu Zhe's body now makes him feel terrified. Although he can't even exert one-tenth of the power in the blood, this does not affect Ajialu's absorption.

Raising his left hand, the thumbnail condensed sword energy and stroked lightly on the belly of the index finger. A drop of purple-black blood flowed out along the fine wound. Ajialu was as happy as a child when he saw that Xiu Zhe was about to heal himself. Like a beloved toy, he opened his small mouth to enclose Xiu Zhe's left index finger.

Ajialu's actions startled Xiu Zhe, but seeing Ajialu's eyes were bent into crescents, Xiu Zhe couldn't pull out his index finger, and felt that his finger was being licked by a slippery tongue. Zhe felt that Ajialu was like a puppy
After only drinking a little blood, Ajialu opened her small mouth voluntarily, and Xiu Zhe also pulled out her finger. Ajialu carefully took out a handkerchief and wiped off the drool on Xiu Zhe's index finger and touched it in satisfaction. The stomach said happily: "I'm full, I'm full, Ajialu is full!"

It was the first time for Xiu Zhe to hear Ajialu's way of speaking. With the combination of Ajialu's sweet voice, this girl with scary eyes looked cute in Xiu Zhe's eyes.

The crisp sound of 'click' made Xiu Zhe come back to his senses. Looking at the 'human' magician who broke free from the ice prison with fanaticism in his eyes but his face was still stiff, he shouted: "Master Di Ruiji", Xiu Zhe Zhe sighed helplessly.

"It's time for you to go back to where you belong." Xiu Zhe didn't want to bring these ordinary magicians with him, because his blood was extremely precious.

Speaking of which, Xiu Zhe summoned Saya to provide him with strength and magic power support. The ice array cast by Saya in an instant froze nearly a hundred magicians into ice sculptures and then turned them into powder and dissipated in the air.

"Let's go, Ajialu." Xiu Zhe took out the map to confirm the area where the giant butterfly was located, turned around and took Saya back into the ghost's hands, but Ajialu didn't feel the slightest waver when Xiu Zhe killed all the same kind , she was even a little pleased that Xiu Zhe didn't abandon her.

"You want to take this girl back? Tsk tsk, that's interesting." Kazan said with a smirk, and before Xiuzhe scolded Kazan for being old and disrespectful, Ajialu said, "Master, what's going on inside your body?" Is someone talking?"

"Oh?" Xiu Zhe raised his eyebrows and looked at Ajialu next to him in surprise. There are quite a few people who can hear the ghosts and gods in their bodies, but these ghosts and gods deliberately say things that humans or dark elves can understand. Language, Ajialu is the first 'person' who can understand what ghosts and gods say in his heart.

"No! I didn't intentionally speak a human language that outsiders can understand!" Kazan hurriedly said.

Ajialu's body, which is a head shorter than Xiu Zhe, leaned towards Xiu Zhe, put her ears on Xiu Zhe's ghostly arm, and asked suspiciously: "Someone is really talking, master, can't you hear it? He's talking What does it mean that I didn't deliberately speak a language that outsiders can understand?"

"Ajialu, could it be that you are a ghost?..." Xiu Zhe frowned, only ghosts and gods could hear what ghosts and gods said, but Xiu Zhe's spiritual eyes felt that Ajialu was not a ghost, even if he didn't have the spiritual eyes, If he can't recognize the breath of the seven ghosts and gods, he might as well go home and farm.

"Ghosts?" Ajialu shook her head and said, "Ajialu can't understand what you are talking about, master."

"This girl is not a ghost. She doesn't have our aura on her body. The reason why she can hear us is probably because she is not a living thing." Priimeng said softly.

"Master, there are other voices coming from your body!" Ajialu put on a serious look and rubbed her ears against the magic black robe Xiu Zhe was wearing.

"Ajialu, it will take some time to explain this matter to you, I can't even walk like this." Xiu Zhe looked at Ajialu who was about to climb onto his body and smiled wryly.

"Oh." Ajialu looked a little dazed for a moment, and slowly lowered the arms that were going to hug Xiu Zhe, and moved her steps to the side to keep a close distance with Xiu Zhe.

Xiuzhe explained to Ajialu what ghosts and gods are and the origin of ghosts and gods while walking towards the desert where giant butterflies haunt.

Xiu Zhe explained in detail, but Ajialu still listened to it and just nodded vigorously. Seeing this, Xiu Zhe also smiled and stopped talking to Ajialu about these incomprehensible ways of ghosts and gods.

"Master, what's wrong with you? Did Ajialu make you unhappy?" Ajialu blinked her big eyes and asked.

With a deep sigh, Xiu Zhe stroked Ajialu's head and smiled, "No, just."

After a pause, Xiu Zhe turned his head to look at one place and said helplessly, "Come out, you've been following me around for 10 minutes, you're not tired, I pretended to be tired too."

Seeing that no one responded, Xiu Zhe smiled wryly, "If you want to sneak attack while I'm letting down my vigilance, I suggest you give up this idea, the famous princess of the stinking ditch, Paris."

After Xiu Zhe finished speaking, Paris, wearing a tight black off-the-shoulder leather jacket and ultra-short blue jeans, came out of a house, holding a bag of bread and milk in her hand.

Although Xiu Zhe has never seen the real face of Paris, the aura on her body has not been forgotten by Xiu Zhe. This woman wanted to do something to herself when she was investigating the outbreak of the plague in the dark elf kingdom Neupera. , but there is no more text.

"How dare you show up in front of me this time?" Xiu Zhe looked at Paris with a smile. A hairpin was inserted into her slightly disheveled white hair. The peach blossom eyes with red pupils under the slender sword-shaped eyebrows were calm and fair. There are a few obvious scars on her skin, but they don't destroy the beauty. On the contrary, they add a bit of heroism and perseverance to Paris.

The pair of rough hands that seemed to have been working hard for many years and had not been well maintained had poisonous steel claws on them, which made Xiu Zhe feel a little more vigilant, but there was no expression on his face, and there was no ghost hand hanging on his waist. The handle of the weapon looks very relaxed.

"I'm not your opponent either. Now that you've found me and confirmed my location, what's the use of hiding?" Paris' voice was not very pleasant but a little thick, she took a bite of bread and drank it again. Grandma Paris still kept a certain distance from Xiu Zhe.