That's not a game

But not only did those flames not hurt the butterfly.Even, it also made the butterfly wings more and more dark and beautiful.

Looking at this scene, Kong and the others couldn't help feeling a little amazed.

And Hu Tao, while stroking the black butterfly, began to say in a very solemn tone, "Do you know that the demon god is an existence that can control power."

Kong and the others nodded one after another. Although in the past, there were many characters called demon gods, but to truly be regarded as demon gods, it must be the existence that can control power.

After all, only one who possesses power can be considered a god.

The lonely king of the tower of Mond, who controls the power of gale and tornado.

The North Wind Wolf King, the leader of Ben Lang, controls the power of the North Wind.

This power may be weak or strong, but there is no doubt that those real demon gods do possess the power of power.

But Hu Tao asked with a slight smile after Kong and the others nodded, "Travelers, do you know that thousands of years ago, before Liyue appeared, there was no demon god in this world who could control the power of death?" .”

"What does this have to do with this black butterfly and the first hall master?" Kong asked doubtfully.

"Of course it does."

Hu Tao smiled lightly and said mysteriously, "Because, in the era when Liyue had not yet been established, there was only one person in the entire Tivat who had the possibility to control the powerful power of death. That person is the founder of our Xiangshengtang ——The first generation Hall Master!”

"The first-generation hall master of the Hall of Rebirth controlled the power of death and was promoted to a demon god?" Ximei asked in a rush to answer.

Hu Tao curled her lips, "I hope so too, but the patriarch didn't do this, otherwise, as a demon god with such a powerful ability to control death, now he might be some kind of fairy in Jueyunjian, or It's sitting on an equal footing with the emperor."

"Then... what does it have to do with this black butterfly?" Ximei asked doubtfully.

"Of course it matters!"

Hu Tao lightly blew on the butterfly on her fingertips, causing it to turn into a ray of flame and return to the coffin lid again.

And she also clapped her hands, and continued, "Because this black butterfly is the lucky one who controls the power of death!"

"Details..."

Hu Tao jumped out of the coffin and came to the small altar in the lobby where the patriarch was enshrined. Putting his hands together, he bowed very respectfully, and then said, "The power of death possessed by this black butterfly is ours. It was given by the first generation hall master of the Hall of Rebirth."

"hiss……"

"This……"

"Doesn't this mean that the first hall master created such a powerful demon god out of thin air?" Ximei looked astonished, but also analyzed reflexively.

Hu Tao turned around, gave a thumbs up and said, "That's right! The first generation of our family's hall master foolishly handed over the power called death to a black butterfly!"

"why?"

Kong was puzzled, this is the power of death, this power is so strong, why the first generation hall master of the Hall of Death so easily abandoned it and handed it over to a butterfly.

Facing Kong's question, Hu Tao shrugged his shoulders, spread his hands helplessly and replied, "I don't know, but according to the information I got from the old people in the Pastoral Hall, they all said that the patriarch is like this. Said..."

……

"I will eventually leave this world. The power and responsibility of death is not something I can afford."

"So, little guy, make a contract with me."

"I will give you the power of death, and let you become the demon god who controls death. For the people who died in this land, I will build a home after death, so that they can live in another world after death."

"Okay?"

Lin Xiaoge asked as she looked at the black butterfly resting on the coffin lid.

And the black butterfly, facing his contract, just flapped its wings lightly, as if nodding.

Lin Xiaoge smiled lightly and snapped his fingers.

The next moment, the black butterfly imprint on the back of his shoulder turned into ashes as if it had been burned, and slowly fell off Lin Xiaoge's shoulder, and landed on the lid of the black coffin bit by bit, turning into a An extremely dark black butterfly imprint.

And the black Necromancer butterfly flapped its wings, and lightly landed on the black butterfly mark, turning into a little bit of ink, as if completely blending into the black butterfly mark, and completely fused with the black butterfly mark. as one.

The extremely powerful power of death turned into that imprint, just like that, was handed over by Lin Xiaoge to a little butterfly.

But at the same time, because of this contract, this butterfly also took on the responsibility of establishing the afterlife world.

It... No, He needs to build an afterlife world to accommodate people after death.

Looking at this scene, Lin Xiaoge couldn't help but feel a little miraculous.

After all, when he was looking for the death demon god on the high tower to borrow strength, he never thought that this death demon god was actually facilitated by him now.

"Speaking of which, when it comes to your "future", little guy, you have to be gentle. "

Lin Xiaoge smiled slightly at the dead spirit butterfly, and the latter landed on Lin Xiaoge's fingertips, tilting its black tentacles blankly, not knowing what Lin Xiaoge meant by that.

Lin Xiaoge smiled mysteriously, and lightly touched the wings of the dead spirit butterfly.

The latter flew around Lin Xiaoge's cheek affectionately, and finally came to Lin Xiaoge's face, flapping his wings lightly, as if sending a message.

Lin Xiaoge was taken aback, and hesitated, "You want me to see the world after death?"

The Necromancer butterfly flapped its wings as a nod.

Then, He landed on the coffin built by Lin Xiaoge and motioned Lin Xiaoge to open the lid.

Lin Xiaoge was taken aback, and slowly opened the coffin lid.

In that coffin, endless darkness was revealed, as if leading to another world.

At this moment, Lin Xiaoge didn't hesitate at all, and waved to Zhongli who seemed to be sulking not far away, "Let's go, Mr. Zhongli, let's go to another world to see."

"Don't go..."

"Let's go, it doesn't make sense for me to go alone."

"If you don't want to go, you won't go." Zhong Li moved his buttocks and turned his back to Lin Xiaoge.

Lin Xiaoge was taken aback for a moment, then smiled teasingly.

"Then if you go with me, how about I make you whatever you want to eat tonight?"

"Uh……"

"OK?"

"I really can't help you..."

Chapter 33 Walnut: The grandfather said that there must be light in this world!

"However, although the patriarch gave up the power of death to a necromancer butterfly, the establishment of the afterlife world has a lot of credit from the patriarch!"

Walnut put her hips on her hips and spoke proudly.

On the side, Ximei nodded in agreement, "Indeed, after all, if the patriarch of the Xiangsheng Hall hadn't given this power of death so generously, I'm afraid this world after death would not have been established."

"No, no, that's not what I meant."

Hu Tao waved his hand, and pushed open the lid of the coffin, revealing the endless darkness that seemed to lead to another world, and proudly said, "It seems that you still don't know how powerful our Patriarch of the Pastoral Hall is, let's go , Come with me to another world to see how powerful our patriarch of the past life hall is!"

"Huh?" The middle-aged president looked at the dark interior of the coffin, and was immediately stunned, and once again shrank behind Kong in the posture of an adult.

After all, he already knew that this was not a game, but another world.

That is to say, the world of death is also real.

Ximei and Lao Gang are also a little timid, after all, they are indeed a little scared of ghosts.

However, Kong stepped forward without hesitation, and said seriously, "Let's go, Hall Master Walnut."

"Hey! Sora, are you sure? That's another world." The middle-aged president asked in amazement.

Kong, on the other hand, took a deep breath, "I'm sure..."

This might be a way to get news about his elder brother, and he couldn't give up.

Moreover, if the first hall master of the Past Life Hall is really related to the elder brother, then he, the younger brother, really wants to witness the history created by the elder brother again.

Because that elder brother is such an excellent person that he admires so much.

"Let's go then!"

Hu Tao slapped the coffin lid, jumped into the endless darkness of the coffin, and disappeared in front of Kong and the others.

This scene made the faces of the middle-aged presidents turn pale, and the three old men unconsciously took a few steps back.

Only Kong, under the watchful eyes of several people present, slowly stepped into the coffin.

"If you are the president, just wait for me outside, I will be back soon."

The moment the voice fell, Kong's figure also disappeared in front of the president and the others.

And the pitch-black coffin lid was caught off guard by the middle-aged president and slammed shut, not giving them a chance to get in.

Ever since, these old men can only look at each other and look at each other, looking a little dazed.

On Kong's side, when he stepped into the coffin, it was like stepping into a ladder.

He walked down this ladder step by step, as if he was stepping into another world that refused the living to enter.

This world originally refused the arrival of the living.

Logically speaking, as a living being, Kong is normally unable to enter this world.

However, when he stepped into this world, the world did not reject his arrival.

Presumably, it was because he walked through an entrance that allowed the living to step in.

Sora took a deep breath, he was ready, ready to see the world full of death.

No matter how desolate, dead, and dark the world is, he has to endure it.

Because, everything in that world may... come from the hands of his elder brother.

However, when Kong completely stepped into this world, opened his eyes, and looked at the world, he was completely stunned.

Because this world is not as desolate, dead, and dark as he expected, this world... is full of vitality.

Warm sunshine, green grass, verdant old trees and woods.

Everything makes this world look... like a world that has nothing to do with death.

Kong even had some doubts that this world was not a world of death at all, but a very ordinary secret realm.

However, Walnut, who was walking in front of him, waved his hand, walked on a forest path, and waved, "Hey, hey, traveler, follow up quickly, I will take you to meet a person, that person is better than me You still know the first hall master!"

"oh oh!"

Kong hurriedly set foot on the forest path, followed Hu Tao's pace, step by step into the emerald forest.

In front of him, the lively walnut was bouncing on the stone steps of the forest path, talking about how this dead world was established.

"Traveler, you must be very surprised why this dead world is so alive, because the ancestor said so when the dead demon god was building this world."

"There is no light in this world. After people die and come here, they must feel a little uncomfortable."

"So, there is light in this world."

"But after the light came on, the Patriarch felt that this world was too lifeless, so people would definitely not stay here happily, and wanted to go to the world of the living to make trouble again."

"So, there are all kinds of plants and many small animals in this world."

"And then, the patriarch said, there is no water in this world, and people can't even make a cup of tea and chat."

"So, this world has water again."

"Again...hey! Here we are!"

As soon as Hu Tao stopped speaking, her footsteps stopped.

Sora, who was listening attentively, paused, and looked up at the end of the forest path.

There is a very simple medicine house.

Around the medicine house, a courtyard is surrounded by wooden fences.

In the center of this courtyard, there is a towering tree, which allows people to enjoy the shade.

Under the towering tree, there is a small pool, a well, and a set of bamboo tables and chairs.

Looking at the medicine house and the courtyard, Kong Kong felt a little dazed for a moment.

And just as he was in a daze, the door of the medicine hut was slowly opened here.

Wearing a long black dress, a mature woman with long black hair and a slender figure who is also very heavy, walked to the chair under the old tree and sat down with a plate of grapes.