When he said that he would only propose once, it would really only be once. Even though she did not agree to it, he had still placed a ring over her fingers.
They obviously did not have other forms of munication but it was as though Gu Mengmeng had heard Snakel using his tone that did not allow others to interfere to say, “This mark is a temporary one. Wait for me to return and properly place a ring over your finger. If you dare to remove it, I will make Elvis and Lea die…”
Without any other concerns, she walked into the area with blood vines courageously. Indeed, these vines that were once brutal were now as obedient as domestic pets.
Elvis pulled Gu Mengmeng into his arms and said, “The winter has just ended, the ground is cold. You are pregnant with a child, don’t walk alone.”
“Yeah.” Gu Mengmeng did not struggle. Her body was not just slightly weaker pared to the time when she had the Tear of the Beast Deity, so she stayed in his arms in a well-behaved manner and placed her little head on his shoulders. She laughed and asked, “I remember that previously at Zacharias, when that blood vine pierced my palm, it only stopped attacking me after being in contact with my blood. Say, do you think that it was having a mercy on me because it recognised me and knew that I was close to little shit?”
Lea burst out into laughter and replied, “Before Wabei had regained his consciousness, his memories were separate from Wales’, how could he possibly recognise you? It should be because of Snakel’s blood in your body. He recognised his son and stopped.”
Gu Mengmeng pondered and nodded her head after being in deep thoughts. Then, she said, “Then wouldn’t it be dangerous when the next Messenger of the Beast Deity es? Snakel’s bad temper… Even his own father had beaten him up for 800 over years.”
The vines wriggled with a rustle. It was unknown whether they were displeased that Gu Mengmeng had said that Snakel had a bad temper or that she had said that Wabei was his dad. In any case, they were not happy.
Gu Mengmeng stuck out her tongue and laughed, “Can’t I just talk about it? Why are you being fierce? I am pregnant and cannot handle frights. Don’t scare me or I will cry.”
The vines instantly stopped…
Gu Mengmeng laughed softly and said, “Who would have expected the Beast King that did not care about the world would be such a coward before a little girl. Haha, why do I feel pleasure from being such a despicable person?”
Lea poked her little head and said, “Even you know that you are despicable? Hmm? You only know to scare us with your tears… But, you can only talk about it. If you really cry, I won’t let you off.”
Gu Mengmeng smiled sweetly and was not angry at all. She placed her head on rhe nook of Elvis’ neck again and felt in a specially good mood.
After sending them to the entrance of the Snakel, Chixuan stopped and said, “Mum, I will take over the management of the stray beast’s camp as the stray beast’s young master. The original territory had been snatched away by Kanwu. I cannot possibly fight with my younger brother over it, neither can I leave Snake King valley, so I will transfer the camp outside the Snake King valley. In the valley, there’s the blood vines protecting and outside the valley, there’s the stray beasts I led guarding the place, so it will be safe. As for the next Messenger of the Beast Deity from a millenium later that you are worrying about… let’s leave it to fate. I think that you don’t have to think too much. After all, Snakel is the one who’s most eager to meet you. If the person is someone you sent, not only would he not put him in a difficult spot, he might even take the initiative to pluck that tree and present it to the person.”
Gu Mengmeng thought for a while, indeed this seemed like something that Snakel would do.
Hugging her own son, Gu Mengmeng reminded, “No matter what happens, don’t deal with it yourself. You still have three brothers, your father the Wolf King and Lea daddy this Fox King. Most importantly, you still have a Beast Deity as your mother, you understand?”
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