Top guide! The Sentinels were mesmerized

Chapter 127 Marriage
"She will wither, like a flower that has finished blooming."

As Lu Chenzhou spoke, he unconsciously wrinkled the note of Dr. William in his hand.

"William created countless embryos in the basement, but only that one was successful. His original plan was to devour the disaster and then sacrifice himself to Qian Qian. This would ensure that her body would not decay or be damaged."

"Because the artificial body cannot fully bear Qianqian's mental power and soul, especially after experiencing a surge in mental power."

"That's why she would..." Bo Lan's lowered fingers trembled nervously.

"That's why she became increasingly tired and even lazy about eating."

"What should we do?" Bo Lan's palm began to change. "Find a new container? Or devour a new body?"

He didn't mind giving himself to her.

That would be the best reward for him.

In this respect, he was no different from that crazy William.

Lu Chenzhou stared at the words above and spoke after a long while.

"I don't know." He ruffled his hair, his voice a little helpless, "William destroyed all the information except the data of Qianqian's body. He seemed to believe that only sacrifice could keep her alive for a long time."

"There must be a way." Bo Lan almost crushed the edge of the table.

"——Admiral!" The sentry waiting outside the door received a message from outside, interrupting Bo Lan and Lu Chenzhou's thoughts, "Guide Qianzhi has left the palace! And just now, there was a message from the Siming God's Residence hoping that you and Doctor Lu would go there as soon as possible!"

The two men looked at each other and rushed out quickly.

After the white light, what comes into view is the quiet blackness dotted with stars.

Qianzhi felt as if she was floating in the air, but she did not feel uneasy at all. Instead, she had a sense of security as if she had returned to the mother's body.

A pair of slender arms appeared from behind Qianzhi.

The person behind her hugged Qianzhi and held her in his arms.

Qianzhi's body pressed tightly against her was soft and filled with her familiar scent.

It is the green buds growing between the cracks in the rocks, the fragrance of rice dried by the sun, and the scent of the gentle breeze in all four seasons.

There’s also a mixture of dust, raspberries, and rum—the smell of ethyl formate in the universe.

She looked up at the person holding her.

"Mother."

"My little flower." The woman's melodious voice came over, as if it was billions of light years away.

Her eyes are twinkling stars, and her ankle-length hair is a flowing galaxy.

"You are still alive," Qianzhi buried her head in her arms, just like when she was just born, "Why don't you take me with you like Er?"

She and Er returned to the womb, and their mother would surely regain her strength and cast her compassionate gaze towards the stars again.

He answered her with a sigh and stroked her hair again.

"I have disappeared, and only the remnant of consciousness remains here."

That was the child she created when she collapsed. She was too weak and unable to take responsibility, so she threw all the remaining burdens to Chizhi.

But such a fragile child firmly took on everything for her from beginning to end.

And Disaster, her other child, was able to break through his malicious nature in the end because of his obsession with Chizhi.

This allowed her to successfully transfer his power to Chie, saving her life.

Moreover, she also transferred part of Er's consciousness into another container that would never awaken.

The pair of beautiful emerald green eyes staring at her were so clear.

Her children deserve happiness.

"My baby," she kissed Qianzhi's forehead, "you have completed the responsibility I gave you. The rest of your time belongs to you alone." "Mine?"

"Well, the things I want to do, the love I want to respond to, and so on and so forth." The arms that were holding her were slowly becoming transparent.

"What about mother?"

Qianzhi grasped the hem of her clothes and watched the woman raise her hand and tap her chest.

"I will always be here, in your heart."

The woman's body was slowly disappearing as she spoke.

She scattered into countless points of light, which clustered around Qianzhi's cheeks like the softest kiss.

Finally, they penetrated into Qianzhi's chest and melted into her body like warm water, relieving all the discomfort lingering in Qianzhi's body.

Qianzhi stroked her chest gently.

She did not feel sad because her mother's strength would always be with her.

A light breeze blew, and a crack appeared in the darkness not far away.

Outside the gap was the familiar residence of the God of Destiny.

A large honey-colored hand suddenly appeared in the gap, with a familiar bullet mark on the knuckles, and was stretching towards her with all its might.

Chizhi held it.

The next moment, the big hands suddenly grabbed her hands and pulled her out of the gap very gently and quickly.

A flash of white light passed by, and the dazzling light made her close her eyes involuntarily. At the same time, she was pulled into a hard chest. The owner of the chest was trembling violently, constantly rubbing her neck and hair, as if he wanted to merge her entire body into his.

"Bo Lan, she is about to suffocate! Let her go quickly!" Ming's voice came from beside Qianzhi.

The arms that were tightly holding her finally trembled, and reluctantly loosened their arms slowly.

Qianzhi saw the man's bloodshot eyes. In just a few hours, he had become extremely haggard because of her.

"Don't leave me, Qianqian," he kissed her fingers in a trance, "I can dedicate my spiritual power or my life to you. Everything I have will belong to you."

When he saw Qianzhi fall into the painting and hug the woman who was called God, he thought she was going to follow that woman and almost fainted.

The feeling of helplessness, suffocation and severe pain of being torn apart almost caused his mental strength to quickly run wild.

But fortunately, she was willing to hold his hand and return to their world.

The little hand that he was kissing struggled a little.

He lowered his head in panic and restrained his movements.

Was it because his intense emotions overflowed to the point where she hated him?

The next moment, the little hands grabbed his hands. Bo Lan watched her put his fingers on her red lips and kissed them gently, imitating him.

"Alan," her voice was so sweet, ringing in his ears, "I'm not going anywhere, I will always be by your side, forever."

Bang, bang, bang.

It was the sound of his own heartbeat in his chest.

There was also a burning sensation bursting out from his heart.

There seemed to be some mark on it.

He opened his shirt and saw the silvery-white young flowers printed on his muscular chest.

That is the mark of a couple.

Finally, we can cook meat together (so happy