The Dragon God could almost feel the gaze of a certain great master passing over his neck, as if he was considering whether it was better to use his left hand or his right hand.

“No! I’m not unwilling! I’m willing! I’m very willing! Isn’t it just digging a hole in the ground? This is my strength! Just you wait, I can dig you out in minutes!” The Dragon God almost instantly expressed his determination!

Compared to being beaten to death by someone, digging a hole in the ground was simply child’s play!

The coldness and killing intent in the air immediately faded.

The Dragon God was crying inside.

At the very least, we are all superior gods and are half colleagues. I know you cherish this human girl, but you can’t spoil her to such an extent!

I merely hesitated for a moment and you immediately postured as if you wanted to kill me. Do you want to kill me?

From this moment on, the Dragon God clearly realized that no matter how outrageous the proposal of the human girl in front of him was in the future, he must agree without thinking. Otherwise, what awaited him would be a violent beating!

There was no hope for this dragon!

The Dragon God’s mood fell to the bottom of a cliff. In the past, he only feared the Lord God and the War God, but now, another human name was added to the list!

“Well, before I leave, can I pack up my things?” The Dragon God knew that he had no room to struggle, so he might as well go all out.

“Pack up?” Shen Yanxiao tilted her head and looked at the Dragon God.

“When you became a superior god, you didn’t finish collecting your belongings?”

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The Dragon God appeared a little embarrassed. He lowered his head and his two thick palms intertwined together uneasily as he whispered, “The Lord God did not allow me to bring anything to the God Realm.”

“Oh, okay. Go and pack up.” Shen Yanxiao expressed her understanding.

A group of souls in her heart lake left one after another and condensed a physical body outside. The Dragon God rushed out at the first instance and seized every minute and second to pack up his assets.

Shen Yanxiao stared blankly at the mortal body of the Dragon God. She thought for a moment before asking Xiu on one side, “Xiu, how do we transport this?”

Without the body of this eight-winged golden dragon, the Dragon God could not be resurrected, and Doudou would have no blood to use.

“Put it in an interspatial ring,” Xiu lightly said.

“An interspatial ring?” Shen Yanxiao was surprised. Interspatial rings could not contain any living thing. Was this body considered alive or dead?

“A body without a soul is just a vessel.” Xiu raised his hand and rubbed Shen Yanxiao’s little head.

Shen Yanxiao’s eyes suddenly revealed a sense of loss.

The Dragon God already had his body and could be resurrected at any time, but there was still no sign of Xiu’s body. Xiu must be very sad.

As if he sensed the change in Shen Yanxiao’s mood, Xiu held her face with both hands and lowered his head slightly.

“I can wait.”

“I will definitely get your body back.” Shen Yanxiao looked at those seemingly cold but tender golden eyes and solemnly promised.

“Yes.” Xiu softly responded and lowered his head to kiss Shen Yanxiao’s rosy lips.

Taotie silently looked at the two people who were immersed in their own world. He very sensibly went to the corner and tried to find something that could be used as rations in this room that had been vacant for nearly ten thousand years.