101 ways of death of male god in fast time travel

Chapter 138 Ancestral God, Do You Remember That Woman?
The ancestor god lowered his eyes: "Do you really want to kill me that much?"

"Yes, or you come and kill me." Shihua turned around and walked in front of him. She wanted to show her cards, but she was impatient, so she took his hand and pressed it to her chest: "Go down with your divine power, as far as I am concerned It's a relief."

The ancestor god looked at her heart, then looked at his hand, followed by his hand to see his heart, he would never refuse her.

"Where's your dagger?" He withdrew his hand and put it behind his back.He remembered that she once had a dagger, and when they first met, she wanted to kill herself with that dagger.

Yes, she wanted to kill herself the first time she met.

Hearing his question, he didn't think too much, the dagger appeared in his hand as soon as he thought about it, and handed it over: "You want it."

Ancestor God did not take the dagger. Instead, he grabbed Shihua's wrist, adjusted the blade to his chest, held her hand, and put the tip of the knife against her heart.

Shihua didn't respond, and stabbed him many times, each time without success.

He suddenly wrapped his empty hands around her shoulders, and sighed slightly.This was the first time Shihua heard him sigh, why did he sigh?

I will never say no to you.Thinking in his heart that he suddenly pulled the person into his arms, the knife stabbed directly into his heart along with force, and Shi Hua was also held tightly in his arms.

She struggled to get out of his arms, but she felt that the hand holding the dagger was wet, as if it was stained with water. When she lowered her head and saw that red blood was flowing out of the wound.

Shi Hua was so frightened that he pushed the person away and stared at the knife helplessly. The area on his white clothes turned red. "How could it be? How is this possible?" She had stabbed him countless times without success. Why did she do this? once?
"Ahua." There was a painful expression on the cold and indifferent face. He covered the wound with his left hand and stretched his right hand tremblingly towards Shihua: "Ahua."

Shihua came back to his senses, ran over to catch the shaking man, half-supported him and sat on the ground, wrapping his arms around his shoulders: "You? Why?"

"The only one who can kill the ancestor god is the ancestor god himself." His brows were furrowed, his thin lips turned pale, and he reached out to hold her right hand tightly: "Don't go out and return to the ruins, so that I can protect you." Even if you die I want to protect her.

"No, are you crazy?" The wish he had been thinking for so long finally came true, but Shihua felt no joy but deep guilt, and shook his hand back: "Are you stupid? You can kill me!"

"I learned to like you and possess you, but I didn't learn to reject you. Ah Hua, I will never reject you." As he spoke, the pain in his heart became more intense: "Promise me, stay well in Guixu, and wait for me to come back." His lips trembled, and there was longing and hope in his eyes, wanting to get her guarantee.

He stared at her motionless lips in a blur, and his hands became stronger: "Promise me that you will be fine in Guixu!"

With red eyes, Shi Hua pulled his hand to his forehead, choked with sobs: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, you forgive me." Forgive me for being malicious and disappointing to you, and for not being able to agree to your last request.

The strength in his hand gradually loosened, and his arms gradually became lighter. He opened his eyes and watched his body slowly dissipate into white light, and flew to various places in Guixu.

At this time, a prompt sound suddenly appeared in the brain system: Ding~ The mission has been completed. The next plane can be unlocked at any time. Please prepare the host.

Hearing the notification sound, Shihua's originally strained tears suddenly burst, and he prostrated himself on the ground, crying heartbreakingly.All she felt was guilt and disgust, and this time she hated herself.

　Sehwa: Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo~

　　To a certain erbium: Well, it’s just a matter of mourning.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)