I created a monster sequence!

The next day, early in the morning.

Meng Qing knelt at home holding three incense sticks. He first kowtowed three times and nine times to a piece of white paper, and after inserting the incense, he put his hands together and silently said:

"Brother author, if you are still alive in heaven, please bless me to live a few more chapters!"

Meng Qing kowtowed several more times, and his parents looked at him with confusion.

"Son, who are you worshipping?"

Meng Qing put his hands together and said nothing.

His mother came over and looked at the white paper on the altar, "Death, author, what a mess?"

Meng Qing looked at the ceiling, "Hey... I wonder how many chapters I can survive?"

Hearing this, his mother touched Meng Qing's head, "Is Meng Qing sick? Why is he talking nonsense? Old Meng, take him to the hospital?"

Father looked at him in confusion, "I don't think he's sick, but like he's possessed."

Meng Qing's mouth twitched, and his father laughed, "Okay, I think he just didn't sleep well these few days before the exam."

"Son, Dad will drive you to the beach?"

The beach?

"No need!"

You really think I'm too old.

Meng Qing sighed. Aquaman failed to take over North America this time. If he can't keep it next time, he will start from Europe or Asia.

Thinking of this, Meng Qing went back to his room alone and locked the door.

Last night, he had a dream.

It seemed that he saw many words in the dark, and those words were all spoken to him.

It was as if someone heard his words and gave him advice.

Some of them asked him to try his luck and find the God of Death, some asked him to pick up rags, and some asked him to eat and wait for death.

Meng Qing adopted some of the opinions, set up a tribute platform early in the morning, and burned a few incense sticks to the author and the God of Death.

But it seemed to be useless.

Although it is said that Qin Leng, the leader of the nine-tailed fox, summoned the God of Death by praying.

But it was the God of Death who found Qin Leng first, not Qin Leng shouting out in vain.

Meng Qing rubbed his brows, "As for picking up rags, where can I pick them up? How do I know where the God of Death threw those unwanted fragments?"

Before Meng Qing traveled through time, the novel was only updated to Chapter 113.

And the last sentence he saw was that the angel will return to sleep.

"The key is that I have no identity at all. I have no relatives with those monsters, and I have nothing to do with the sons of luck. I am definitely a cannon fodder on the roadside."

"If I had a stronger life, I might be selected by 079."

"But there are so many people selected by 079, and I didn't see how strong they are. Those strong ones are all monsters' followers, and they are strong!"

Of course, there is another way...

It was also heard by Meng Qing in his dream. Someone said that he should go to find the 022 devil, that is, Qin Leng, the boss of the nine-tailed fox.

Qin Leng, at least he is on the side of humans!

But what excuse can he use?

"If I don't do it well and leak my secret, let alone whether Qin Leng will lock me up as a containment, the boss of the god of death will probably stick me headfirst into the pot!"

Thinking of it, Meng Qing sighed.

"Hey... I didn't expect this family to have the surname Meng. It's really a coincidence."

Meng Qing took out the original owner's diary and flipped through it casually, but as he read it, he frowned.

"200 grams of gold, total price 97,560 yuan, no choice but to take out the money in my original account, there is not much left?"

Meng Qing continued to look down.

"Damn it, the Lord God has formatted my account, but it doesn't count as my first free time, why?"

After seeing this, Meng Qing stood up with a snap!

Damn it!

Damn it!

Damn it!

Damn it!

Meng Qing looked at his right hand stiffly!

Not long after, a red inverted triangle circle pattern suddenly flashed on his right hand!

Seeing this, Meng Qing's pupils suddenly dilated, "My body... doesn't seem to be without identity..."

Meng Qing picked up the diary with trembling hands, and then continued to flip back.

He flipped through several pages in a row, and the more he read, the more frightened he became!

There is no mistake, it can only be that person!

Which Chu Yang dared to challenge the boss of the God of Death!

"If I remember correctly, after Chu Yang was killed by the God of Death, his soul was sent to a new body, and he has not appeared since then... As for the name of his new body, it is not mentioned in the text..."

Meng Qing thought about it and his breathing gradually became rapid, "Rebirth, I am Chu Yang?"

"This

Is it good news or bad news? "

"If the Death God Boss holds a grudge, he might suddenly remember me one day and stick me headfirst into a pot!"

"No, no, no, the Death God Boss is a playful person. If he wanted to kill Chu Yang, he would have killed him long ago. Why did he keep him alive until now?"

"The problem is that Chu Yang's identity may have negative buffs!"

Recalling that Chu Yang opened boxes before, he always got garbage every time. It can be seen that 079 may be targeting Chu Yang.

Of course, it is also possible that Chu Yang's face is really too dark.

"Look at the bright side. Only the Death God Boss knows about Chu Yang's reincarnation, so the monsters he offended have nothing to do with me. "

And Chu Yang's identity is not completely without disadvantages.

At least Meng Qing brought his own ticket to the 079 game, and he can even inherit Chu Yang's original index!

"As long as I can collect 50,000 indexes, I can buy the qualification to meet the Death God boss below and join the glorious evolution..."

"But the premise is that I have to live to that time. Those 50,000 indexes are definitely not something that can be accumulated overnight."

Thinking of this, Meng Qing's eyes suddenly became firm.

As long as he can survive now, even if he can only get a minimum living allowance from 079 every time, he can always save up to 50,000 by accumulating little by little.

This is not a problem.

"The problem is that the ticket requires 200 grams of gold. Where can I get the money?"

"And where can I live in peace?"

"Snake's Hand, sooner or later, it will be a pill."

"White Fox, cannon fodder on the front line."

"Blood clan, the 008 true ancestor has been captured. ”

“Murloc Army, just join the current main war. It’s too dangerous. No, no.”

“The Church of Light where the angels are… I’ll be thankful that I’m not killed by the angels.”

“Global Occult Coalition GOC, just change its name to the Second Division of the Blood Clan.”

“The Chaos Insurgency… has now merged with the Nine-Tailed Fox.” ”

Currently, the seven major supernatural forces are all here, but Meng Qing feels that none of them are reliable.

But in the final analysis, Chu Yang's identity is not strong!

If Meng Qing travels back in time to become Li Heng, he has the blood clan on his left and the sea clan on his right, and he holds the game ticket of 079 in his hand, and he is also a sequence monster destined for the future. It's a perfect start!

Meng Qing fell backwards and lay directly on the bed with his arms spread out.

"If it were someone else who traveled through time, they should have been thinking about how to punch the Sea King, step on the angels, and have 001 in the left hand and 007 in the right hand..."

"But I can't do that. I know myself well."

"How about going out and trying my luck?"

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