After sending Lin Tianxue, a woman who was not self-sufficient, the sky gradually became darker, Wen Yu saw this, asked the servant to thank the guests today, and returned to the bedroom.

However, Wen Yu's popularity is far beyond Wen Yu's own imagination.

When Wen Yu returned to the bedroom and just lay down, there was another knock on the door.

"Didn't I say thank you for today?"

Wen Yu said to the maid outside the door in a flat tone, there was no sign of anger - Wen Yu would not vent his garbage emotions on the servant......

The servant still looked pleasing to the eye, but the words in his mouth made Wen Yu frown.

"My lord, it's the Tenjin-sama who came to visit......

"Tenjin...... Yanjing's new patron saint......"

Thinking of this, Wen Yu got out of bed again, put on his shoes, and said to the servant: "Take him to the living room, I'll be there in a moment." ”

……

Wen Yu, who had already decided to thank the guests, returned to the living room again.

If you want to say irritable, it must be irritable, but when you come to Yanjing, two people come to visit, but Wen Yu has to meet him no matter what-one is Lin Haifeng, and the other is the god......

Xiaoxue, Kaxiu, Walter and the like, these are all visible and invisible guys, but the gods are different, or rather, the patron saints of Yanjing are different......

Yanjing, the land of hope of the Terrans, and the patron saint of Yanjing is the nominal patron saint of the Terrans, although in essence, he is just a high-level thug, but in essence, Wen Yu is just the ultimate thug in this world - there is no difference......

It was this visit from the gods that made Wen Yu wonder.

Wen Yu and the Celestial God really didn't have any friendship - the two didn't even speak......

I just don't know what the gods are here for.

Wen Yu pondered the purpose of the Celestial God's visit, and after a while, he heard a sound of footsteps.

The voice came from far and near, and within the range of perception, the huge blood qi rushed straight into the sky like wolf smoke - compared to Kaxiu, Qin Tian and the others, the strength of the heavenly gods was indeed much stronger......

Well, the physical fitness can probably be compared to the stars.

However, apart from the blood qi, Wen Yu couldn't sense any soul fluctuations in the heavenly god's body.

"Human beings have created things, and if they can be so strong, the Celestial Plan can be regarded as very valuable."

As an artificial creation of the gods, there is naturally no such thing as a soul, but the particularity of the gods still makes the growth of the gods far beyond the normal professions, and from a certain point of view, the gods still have superiority over the professions.

"Lord Wenyu."

As a deep voice sounded, Wen Yu raised his head and saw the god standing at the door, wearing an iron mask.

……

At this moment, the god of heaven is dressed in a military uniform, his posture is straight, and he can't see his appearance with an iron mask on his face, but if you think about the appearance under the mask, it should be very attractive.

Since the birth of the gods, Wen Yu has rarely come to Yanjing, and he has not seen the gods many times, and at the original god awarding ceremony, he had seen him from afar, but he did not leave a deep impression - with Tang Haofei Zhuyu in front, no matter who takes over as the guardian god, he may not be able to leave a deep impression on Wen Yu.

This time the distance between the two was the first time in history, and looking at the figure of the gods, Wen Yu always felt that he had seen this guy somewhere......

Well, tall and strong, awe-inspiring......

Maybe it's some passer-by with outstanding temperament.

The familiarity passed away in a flash, and Wen Yu didn't bother to delve into it, just nodded to the god and motioned for the god to sit down.

The servant poured the tea and waited for the subordinate to retreat, Wen Yu said unhurriedly: "I don't know what you want to do when you come to me this time?" ”

Straightforward inquiry, first, Wen Yu is indeed a little impatient, and second, Wen Yu has no friendship with the gods, and with the status of the gods, and Yan Jing's understanding of Wen Yu, the gods don't need to go to Wen Yu at night to say hello, so there must be some important things to discuss with him......

……

Wen Yu's flat voice sounded in his ears, and he looked at his "killing enemy" in front of him, and his eyes were in a trance......

"It's really straightforward, and it hasn't changed at all......"

A sigh sounded in his heart, and he lowered his voice wildly, and said the purpose of his coming cleanly.

"Lord Wenyu, I want a drop of your blood."

……

"Lord Wenyu, I want a drop of your blood."

As soon as these words came out, Wen Yu's breathing suddenly stagnated, thinking that a drop of blood was not a big deal, but he suddenly recalled in his mind the role of the Petri dish of the gods that Lin Haifeng had introduced to him, and the method of becoming stronger.

Celestials, absorb the genes of living beings, extract skills from genes, strengthen their bodies from genes, and gain racial talents from genes...... Overall, it appears to be similar to Faceless, but the way the Celestials grow is not as straightforward as a perfect copy, but it is permanent in nature.

So......

"No problem, it's not a big deal" quickly turned into something else.

"Nope."

Two simple words, but under Wen Yu's deliberately accentuated tone, it was extremely resolute.

Wen Yu refused to provide blood...... It is impossible for Wen Yu to provide blood for the gods!

The soul skill system is high-end and high-grade, but since the faceless can copy Wen Yu's strength, it is difficult to guarantee whether the gods can, not to mention anything else, once the gods really get Wen Yu's soul creation technique, wouldn't they create a competitor who grabbed their own business out of thin air?

Wen Yu has no reason to agree to this matter at all!

The expected answer did not make the gods show any expression.

"That's ......"

He just spoke calmly, said such a sentence, and then got up and said to Wen Yu.

"In that case, Lord Wenyu, then I will take my leave."

"Slow down and don't send it."

A simple question and answer put an end to this conversation.

……

The god who walked out of the mansion frowned under the mask.

Wen Yu's response was not beyond the expectations of the gods, and perhaps in times of peace, asking for a drop of blood is a simple matter - you don't see how many people donate blood every year.

But this is the end of the world, the professional system brings changeable abilities, sometimes a drop of blood is enough to do a lot of things, in fact, with the particularity of the gods and the importance to the military, Lin Haifeng will also rise from time to time to ask Wen Yu for a drop of blood, but the idea is an idea, Lin Haifeng has not put it into action - he also knows that Wen Yu should not agree to this matter.

"So, this road doesn't work......"

The Celestial God sighed in his heart, then raised his head and looked at the location of the Eternal Sky City above.

A strange smile suddenly rose at the corner of his mouth, and the eyes of the gods gradually brightened......

He stepped forward, his figure disappearing into the night.