Chapter 2064: Huahua, Hua Zhan, War God

Little Taotie listened to the discussions of these immortals and finally realized, Hua Zhan is the War God!!!

Little Taotie widened her eyes in shock.

It was unimaginable; the hateful Hua Zhan is the tribulation-crossing War God!

Wait!

Hua Zhan’s face... is the same as Huahua’s?

Hua Zhan is the War God...

Then, is the War God’s face like this?

Huahua, Hua Zhan, War God... all three have the same face!

Hua Zhan = War God, then what about Huahua...

Could Huahua also equal War God?

She was so shocked by this terrifying thought that she couldn’t move, until Qing Luan, who had turned into the War God, walked past her.

Little Taotie remembered she had followed Qing Luan here and immediately floated to catch up.

Qing Luan arrived in front of a beautifully decorated small building in the backyard.

The intricately carved and painted door opened, and a woman draped in a light veil walked out, her figure voluptuous and surrounded by a divine aura.

"Mysterious Lady, happy birthday." Qing Luan, disguised as the War God, handed over a brocade box.

A light breeze blew by, lifting the veil on Mysterious Lady’s face.

An absolutely beautiful face, with features so exquisite that they were flawless, full apple cheeks, looked like she was just a charming young girl of eighteen, who would have thought she was an immortal over ten thousand years old.

The Mysterious Lady! Is she the Mysterious Lady?

Little Taotie covered her small mouth, fearing that this Supreme God would see her.

She floated behind a big tree to hide, stealthily peeking at the two people over there.

Assured that the Supreme God couldn’t see her, she cautiously approached the two, able to hear their conversation clearly.

Little Taotie listened to Qing Luan expressing adoration for the Mysterious Lady with her cheeks puffed up in anger; she knew better than anyone, this guy was that damn bird, not the War God at all!

Damn, that damn bird is wearing the War God’s skin to deceive people here!

Wait! Why is the Mysterious Lady blushing!

She saw the Mysterious Lady take off her veil, revealing a blushing face.

Little Taotie felt her brain was a little short of understanding; now this scene seems... does the Mysterious Lady also have feelings?

But the Mysterious Lady doesn’t know the person in front of her is Qing Luan, she only thinks it’s the War God!

So, does the Mysterious Lady like the War God?

Little Taotie covered her small mouth.

Even though she knew they couldn’t see her, she was afraid she might make a sound out of shock.

Qing Luan reached out to hold Mysterious Lady’s hand, only for the Mysterious Lady to dodge.

Qing Luan puzzled, "What’s wrong?"

The Mysterious Lady lowered her gaze, "Do you really want to become Dao companions with me?"

Qing Luan: "Yes."

The Mysterious Lady scoffed, "Then what about your mount? How do you plan to deal with it?"

Qing Luan’s eyes darted around, laughing, "It’s just a pet, if the lady doesn’t like it, send it away, kill it, deal with it as you wish."

The Mysterious Lady lifted her eyes, her captivating eyes fixed on the War God’s eyes, "I want you to deal with it personally."

She felt something was wrong, but couldn’t pinpoint exactly what.

Actually, for this birthday, she had sent the War God an invitation in advance, personally delivered to the War God’s hand.

Before parting, she hinted that if the War God wished to become Dao companions, he should attend the birthday feast, if he didn’t wish to, she wouldn’t force it, and if he didn’t come, she would understand.

She waited a long time, hearing he had gone to the battlefield early in the day.

Unexpectedly, he finally came.

She was somewhat suspicious that this person wasn’t the War God, perhaps the happiness came too unrealistically, making her feel somewhat ethereal.

But meeting the War God’s eyes, she knew—it was him! There could be no mistake!

The Mysterious Lady reached to remove the War God’s helmet.

In the past, the War God would already have dodged.

This time, the War God didn’t move, allowing her to remove the helmet, revealing that handsome divine face.

Little Taotie gasped, holding her little mouth tightly shut.

The face exactly like Hua Zhan’s, just without the scar.