My princess is black

Chapter 1641 1678. Legend of Death (8)

Xiaomeng stood still and muttered, "Go to sleep, my cute little thing." In a blink of an eye, those monsters attacking them fell into a deep sleep.

"Master, I won't last long, you must recover quickly."

Su Wangchuan swallowed the elixir from the good porcelain bottle to restore her own strength. It seems that she thought of Mingzhu too simply, and she really made all the preparations.

"Master, I can't hold it anymore!" There were more and more monsters, and it was impossible for Xiaomeng's power to put all the monsters to sleep.

A dark red light flashed in Su Wangchuan's long and narrow phoenix eyes, "Nightmare."

The dream instantly turned into a weapon and fell into Su Wangchuan's hands, "Dreams come true." Looking at the sacrifices of the nightmare, Su Wangchuan couldn't help saying these four words, and in an instant, a powerful force It spread to the monsters hypnotized by Xiaomeng, those sleeping monsters moved, and even started to attack the new monsters with their backhands, fighting continuously.

"Master... Master..." Xiao Meng stood in front of Su Wangchuan with tears in her eyes, "Master, you are finally back!"

Su Wangchuan was still holding the nightmare, and said in a daze, "What's back? What happened? What's wrong with me? What's wrong with me? I don't remember?"

Su Wangchuan looked at her hands, and then looked at everything that happened around her. She was in a blank confusion, "Mengma, where have you been? Come out, Mengma, where is this place?"

"Do you want the power of this seat?" Suddenly, a person dressed in black appeared beside him. This person covered himself with a cloak hat, but from her voice, it could be clearly heard that it was a woman!
"Who are you?" Su Wangchuan gave her a wary look.

The woman took off the cloak covering her head, revealing a face she was very familiar with.

"you……"

"I am you, and you are me. The mistakes I made ten thousand years ago, you will atone for my sins in the future."

"Could it be? Are you the god of death?"

"Death? That's been a long time ago." The man's voice became a little melancholy, and Su Wangchuan felt embarrassed when he heard it. After all, she seemed to be talking to another self.

"Little girl, you haven't answered my question yet."

"What's the question? Ask me if I want your power? Isn't that originally mine? Why say yes?"

The god of death stared at her deeply, and there was a faint smile in those dark eyes, "little girl, you really don't look like me at all, why did I choose you?" I can't tell, the way is unknown, maybe this is the arrangement of fate.

"You'd better not ask me this kind of question." Su Wangchuan said, she was also very passive, and it was nothing more than inexplicable time travel. Now...things are getting more and more bizarre... She has changed from a silly lackey to a Death, such a thing!Only ghosts can think of it!
"Little girl, I like your personality." As soon as the words fell, Su Wangchuan felt a steady stream of power pouring into his body, and that power was ten times stronger than the ghost power in her body.

"Little girl, remember, do whatever you like, and don't be driven by my emotions."

The god of death said something that Su Wangchuan couldn't understand at all, and at the same time, the memory of the god of death emerged in Su Wangchuan's mind.

　【Ask for a ticket, ask for a monthly pass...】

　　
　
(End of this chapter)