Chapter 118 (2/2)
Staring at Yan Mengmeng with an unbelievable face.
Yan Mengmeng is really impatient. Since you want to die, I will give you this opportunity.
Since you can't find those involved, take your two titles!
Waving the shadow sword in her hand, Yan Mengmeng was murderous in her eyes.
Being in a hurry, they began to realize the seriousness of the matter and constantly begged Yan Mengmeng for mercy. Now in their eyes, Yan Mengmeng is a god of death!
Just as Yan Mengmeng was ready to do it, their words woke Yan Mengmeng up.
Chrysanthemum mother: ”we have soul bones, many soul bones...”
Yan Mengmeng: ”yes, everything is because of a soul bone...”
They didn't understand Yan Mengmeng at all.
But it doesn't matter. Today, they must die.
Yan Mengmeng approached them step by step with a sword.
Raise your hand and wave your sword.
Pointing at the struggling chrysanthemum mother on the ground.
After a sword.
What was expected didn't happen.
Instead, it makes a sound of metal collision.
'ding ~ '
Even Yan Mengmeng didn't think of it.
It was a spider that caught the sword. Looking at the black spider cut by Yan Mengmeng's sword, Yan Mengmeng was very confused.
Your own shadow sword can't be resisted by ordinary things, even if you don't use much force.
Although the spider was solved, it shouldn't make a collision. Even if you use the shadow sword to cut the iron, it won't make any sound.
Then it means that this spider is not an ordinary thing.
Thinking of this, Yan Mengmeng began to seriously perceive the breath. Before, because of the two polar static fields of chrysanthemum mother, Yan Mengmeng didn't care much about her surroundings. Now she began to perceive the breath. Yan Mengmeng found something stronger than her master's breath not far away.
Yan Mengmeng was puzzled, while Ju GUI and the two were ecstatic.
He began to shout, ”Your Majesty has come to save us...”
Before the voice fell, a figure appeared in front of Yan Mengmeng.
The whole person is taller than Yan Mengmeng, about 1.78 meters. He is dressed in gorgeous and noble clothes, slightly golden curly hair and static face. He exudes an elegant atmosphere every time he moves.
Similarly, she was also looking at Yan Mengmeng, with dark eyes, small face, a black soul coat, and ten dark soul rings around her.
The two looked at each other, and who spoke or not.
Ghost chrysanthemum, who lived the rest of their lives, quickly got up and came to the woman. They said, ”thank you, your majesty!” and pushed them behind.
The woman ignored them and stared at the opposite Yan Mengmeng.
Think: Ten soul rings?
Is she also the heir to the throne?
No, the ten soul rings should already be gods.
God will not exist in this world.
Wait, what's wrong with the soul ring? No pattern?
……
Yan Mengmeng was also staring at her.
Listen to the name of chrysanthemum mother and kid just now, this person must be more than East!
I have to say, it's even more beautiful than animation.
But it shouldn't have such a strong smell.
When the soul master competition and Tang Hao started, they were not strong!
……
The two analyzed each other. A moment later, Yan Mengmeng said, ”are you the Pope of the Wulin hall?”