Chapter 3575 (1/2)

Death put the white jade hand into the interior of the vortex. The pink light illuminated her face. She seemed to grasp the door handle and rotate her forearm. Then the light swallowed them in an instant.

It's like a supernova explosion, or a death waiting diabetes insipidus. In short, it's very sudden and dynamic.

But the light flashed, and they had successfully entered the other shore.

Then Su Ming saw the terrible truth, the source of pink light

There are several tangible things in this space, which are the three of the seven gods without friends mentioned earlier. Each of them takes a planet as a cushion and is watching the images projected from the huge screen in the void.

”My name is piggy Peggy. I like playing with mud best. Hum!”

Yes, the three cosmic concepts are watching the classic animation ”carried” by Wilson entertainment branch decades ago, and the pink light outside the door is actually the color of the pig!

Looking at the scene of the pink boar jumping around in the mud while talking his lines, Su Ming didn't know what to say for a moment.

Are these materialized objects so boring at ordinary times?

The three present were resonance, inspiration and hatred. When they heard the movement of the door, they turned their heads and looked at the position of the door.

After recognizing the death, their different faces showed an inexplicable color, as if they didn't understand why she was here.

There is nothing on the other side, and there is no need to have anything, because no matter what they need, they can immediately show it with an idea. This is their public territory, including the planet used as a seat cushion. Even if each is bigger than Jupiter, it is just a toy made in one thought.

But not every of the three gods focused on death, and the spirits noticed the death knell and looked even more surprised.

”Hello, madam death.” She jumped off the planet where she was sitting, and her body instantly shrunk to the size of an ordinary person. She flashed in front of them: ”there is also the supreme mage of mankind. This is the first time we have met, but I know you.”

Su Ming nodded. He knew that.

Lingxian has lived on earth in recent decades because she is optimistic about human creativity and endless potential. She pretends to be a painter, claims to be from France and lives in a luxurious apartment in New York.

And she did draw very well, which was greatly appreciated by abstract artists.

Her image is also the most human like of the seven gods. She has short red hair, beautiful face and beautiful figure. When she appears in human image, she always wears a Pink Plush bathrobe. She especially likes pink.

She must have found the pig cartoon to show her brothers and sisters.

”I also know you, Miss Lingxian. I'm glad that you integrate with human society. The earth always welcomes the concept of friendship.” Su Ming looked around. He will never be here today. It seems that he has to continue on his way.

”That's great. I will help mankind have more inspiration, and mankind will help me enhance my strength. That's my plan.”

Lingxian was very simple. She said her plan, even if Su Ming didn't ask her this at all.

But she said it on her own initiative, then smiled at them, and hopped back to her planet cushion, ready to continue watching the animation.

Death behaved very well in front of outsiders. She just nodded slightly arrogantly to the three younger generation. After making sure that there was no discomfort with the death knell, she took him to cross the other bank and go to the eternal home.