The Law of Transmigration: The Black-Hearted God’s Domineering Love

"Are you getting married so late?" Huo Mingheng's childish face instantly turned down, making Luo Liyan look a little funny and a little angry.

She gently rubbed Huo Mingheng's head with her fingers until the little bun collapsed, then she took her hand back.

"How long do people in your area generally live? The average life span in my area is over 80 years old. If we get married in our 20s, we still have 60 years to live. Of course there is no problem in getting married later." Luo Liyan knew that the life span of the ancients had always been Not too long, basically living to 60 is considered a long life.

Sure enough, as soon as she said the average life span, Huo Mingheng's already smiling face became even more gloomy.

Their ancestors went back three generations, and even if they had never been to the battlefield and enjoyed peace and happiness at home, they would only live to be sixty-five years old at most. If that were the case, wouldn't he be gone ten years earlier than Yanyan no matter what?

Ten years is too long, how can he relax?

Huo Mingheng held Luo Liyan's fingers tightly with his small hands, unable to suppress the impatience in his heart.

He even thought of asking Fan Yanjing for a way to borrow his life, or asking a Taoist priest to make elixirs to extend his life.

"I will definitely live longer than you." He gritted his teeth and promised word for word.

But Luo Liyan could only see the words coming out of his head, so she still felt a little weird.

"Don't say that. If you treat me like this, I feel like you want to fight with me to death." Luo Liyan touched her nose in a sly voice.

"I just want to be with you forever and take care of you." Huo Mingheng frowned, feeling that what he just said was too harsh.

"You're still young, I can't take care of you enough." Luo Liyan chuckled and shook her head.

Her game is originally about development, and most of the props in the mall serve the characters in the game.

Besides, how thick-skinned she is. She is already seventeen years old, but she wants an 11-year-old child to take care of her. She must be thicker-skinned than a city wall.

"I will grow up." Huo Mingheng emphasized again unhappily.

Luo Liyan didn't argue with him about this. Anyway, he would grow up. But at that time, he was probably focused on his dominance in the country, and he had already passed the time of being passionate about himself. Then I won’t think about it so much anymore.

Luo Liyan said that it is impossible not to feel disappointed, but it is not the kind of loss that a lover feels, but the sigh that a child who has been raised will eventually have to travel far away.

"Then shall we go back now? You have been out for too long." Luo Liyan calculated the time and felt that the women at the banquet would definitely start talking again.

"Okay." Huo Mingheng came out just to talk to her about Cen Jiaqing. She felt a lot more at ease now that her attitude was clear.

Although you can't get married until you are twenty years old, but in five years, I believe she will be old enough to get married in that world.

Then we can get married and then take her directly to the border.

Wherever she is, it is the border of Sheng Kingdom.

Don't give an inch to protect her.

"Um...what's new about your mission?" Huo Mingheng thought that he had already won the competition, and the relationship between the two of them didn't seem to have changed.

"Let me take a look." Luo Liyan said while switching to the task and mailbox panels.

But she just clicked to complete the task, collected the points, and immediately went to check her mailbox, completely unaware that a window-sized panel appeared in front of Huo Mingheng.