Qu Hanyan stretched out her little head and stared at her Lord God in confusion.

It was already late at night, and the silver-haired girl put on her nightgown.

The nightgown is very thin, revealing a large area of ​​snow-white skin, and the deep grooves on the chest are very attractive.

"Nice figure!" Yu Yi couldn't help but praise.

"..."

Qu Hanyan was so amused that her pretty face turned red and she hurriedly covered her chest.

Yu Yi walked into the room and sat at the table.

"Brother, what do you want?"

"I want to check your body."

"???"

Qu Hanyan was confused for a while, and then her pretty face turned red.

When my Lord God comes to visit me late at night, he is not thinking about those things, right?

Qu Hanyan was naturally overjoyed to be favored by the Lord God.

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, would it look very frivolous to agree so easily?

If you don't agree, will the Lord God be angry?

Various thoughts flashed through Qu Hanyan's mind, and his pretty face changed into various colors like a marquee.

"What are you thinking about?" Yu Yi's head was full of black lines and he couldn't help but give her a headache.

The silver-haired girl squatted in defense with her head in her hands.

Qu Hanyan also realized that he had gone astray. He lowered his head and buried his chest in shame, his ears turning pink.

The shy little girl looks so cute.

Yu Yi explained: "When I checked the villagers' conditions, I discovered a mysterious bloodline hidden in your bodies.

However, as time goes by, this bloodline has become very weak, and even your tribe has become an ordinary person.

I want to observe your bloodline and try to see if it can be activated."

"I see."

Qu Hanyan suddenly realized it, and his pretty face became hot.

My thoughts are really dirty.

How could a god like a mortal like her?

"Yan'er, sit cross-legged on the bed, and I will carefully check your bloodline."

"Yes, brother."

The two sat cross-legged facing each other.

Yu Yi placed his palm on Qu Hanyan's and injected a burst of vitality into it, traveling along the silver-haired girl's meridians to carefully check the situation inside her body.

Just as Yu Yi guessed, there is also a mysterious curse in the silver-haired girl's body, but it has not been activated yet.

The blood concentration in Qu Hanyan's body was higher than that of the other sick villagers combined.

The silver-haired girl's bloodline may have returned to her ancestors, just like Luo Ya.

Mysterious bloodline, vaguely carrying a sense of divinity.

Yu Yi was shocked. Could it be that the villagers of the Xingyue Tribe are descendants of a certain god?

Like the royal family of the Holy Angel Kingdom?

But this vague divinity is so strange.

The divine aura of many gods has been recorded in Yu Yi's divine crystal.

The divinity attached to the blood in Qu Hanyan's body is different from the recorded aura of the gods.

Maybe it's some ancient god.

Yu Yi became even more curious about the secrets in the Xingyue Tribe's forbidden area.

At the same time, he was also curious about the blood curse.

Cursing the descendants of gods cannot be achieved by ordinary methods.

Because the descendants of gods have a weak divinity in their bodies, they are highly resistant to most curses in the mortal world.

Only some kind of curse specifically targeted at the descendants of gods can achieve this effect.

Qu Hanyan felt the warm energy in her body, and her pretty face turned red.

That warm energy traveled through the meridians throughout her body, which was equivalent to her Lord God seeing her inside and out.

Uh-huh-huh... I'm not pure anymore.

Qu Hanyan's mind was filled with distracting thoughts.

Yu Yi opened his eyes, "Yan'er..."

"Ah? Ah..."

The silver-haired girl looked confused.

Yu Yi informed the silver-haired girl of the new discovery.

Qu Hanyan said blankly: "We are really descendants of the ancient gods? What's the use of that?"

"I will use magic to give you opportunities. As for how much you can gain, it depends on your own luck."

"Thank you, brother. Thank you, brother."

Qu Hanyan's eyes filled with excitement, and he nodded repeatedly.

No one wants to be an ordinary person their whole life.

The Xingyue Tribe is the descendant of gods, even more so.

However, they have long since declined and have no chance to embark on the path of spiritual practice.

Now that the opportunity is in front of him, how can Qu Hanyan not be excited?

"Brother, please give Yan'er the magical power." The silver-haired girl bowed and saluted.

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