Oppression of the Gods, Fusion of the Three Races! (1)

The army prepared to set off.

Before setting off, Dragon Qingyue was clearly more energetic than before.

The dignified empress actually sent Lin Chen off alone in front of all the soldiers.

She even insisted on drinking a glass of wine or something.

Then, Dragon Qingyue secretly told Lin Chen, "I heard that it will take at least a year to return from the Battlefield of Gods and Demons. By then, I might even give birth to your child!"

"It can't be?"

Lin Chen was also a little shocked.

Was he a sharpshooter?

That's wasn't right!

He was a Celestial.

How could it be so accurate?

"Best of luck, my Human Emperor husband!"

Dragon Qingyue whispered again before leaving with a smile.

It could be seen that this empress did seem to have a different charm.

Lin Chen, on the other hand, was embarrassed. He glanced at Dragon Yandao.

"Cough, let's go!"

Dragon Yandao said that he didn't hear anything.