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Chapter 1531 The first round, a flick of a finger

She blinked her eyes, looked at Wang Feng with charming eyes, giggled and said: "Oh, the master is too smart, this is really not a good thing for me. You are right... "

"After I was created, Hell connected me to this chaotic world, and then she found that after this chaotic world was connected to me, it became more chaotic and firmer. With her power, she wanted to break through the chaos and let me be with this chaotic world." Awakening will also cost a huge price. Because there has never been a precedent for killing a god and directly connecting with a world, or a chaotic world."

The woman restrained her smile, and her expression suddenly became extremely dignified.

His expression was extremely cold, and he felt that he had transformed directly from a charming and charming witch into a peerless celestial being seated above the nine heavens.

This sudden change in style is so natural to her.

It is enough to make any opposite sex have an endless desire to conquer.

"Hmph, don't think that you can make me, Yan Mengyao, surrender to you just because you broke through the chaos and became the master of the eternal godslayer."

The woman raised her chin slightly, her expression was extremely arrogant, and she looked at Wang Feng with a bit of contempt in her eyes, "That's absolutely impossible!"

"..."

Wang Feng looked at her.

in silence.

From the change of temperament and style, to the tone and demeanor, change at the same time.

It can be said to be true to the extreme.

Even if you know it's fake, you can't detect it.

"Yan Mengyao, the name Hell Lord gave you?" Wang Feng didn't seem to be affected in the slightest.

"Bold! What kind of existence is the Lord of the Underworld, how can you call it directly!" Yan Mengyao's eyes widened slightly, and his voice was like thunder, with great momentum, "Why, don't you think Yan Mengyao's name is not pleasant? You This is disrespect to Hell Lord!"

Her beautiful face was full of anger, her legs trembled slightly, and the mountain peaks undulated back and forth, outlining an exaggerated arc.

The green gauze seemed to be split at any moment.

"What is Hell's Lord like?" Wang Feng glanced at Yan Mengyao and continued to ask.

Hearing this, Yan Mengyao was taken aback for a moment, and then looked at Wang Feng in shock, "I never expected that you would have thoughts about Lord Hell? You...you..."

After staying with you for a long time, Yan Mengyao's aura suddenly plummeted, his cold temperament and superior expression collapsed, and then he let out an extremely seductive laugh: "But Mengyao was too surprised...well then...hehe..."

Wang Feng thought to himself, what kind of memory and soul was injected into this inflatable doll?

Almost all the women Wang Feng can imagine, she can become lifelike.

From lolita to queen, from fairy to witch...

Soon, Yan Mengyao changed again.

"Actually, when Hell injected soul into the slave family, He washed away her appearance and some memories. It's just...hehe, Hell probably doesn't fully understand what the eternal god-killer she plans to create is exist."

Yan Mengyao suddenly leaned close to Wang Feng's ear, and said softly, "When the Lord of Hell injected memories into the servant's family, Mengyao, a soul was born, and at that time, he already understood and knew the Lord of Hell."

"Then you are very powerful." Wang Feng was as immobile as a mountain.

As long as I think she's a blow-up/doll, she's not real life.Wang Feng thought calmly.

Having experienced chaos and darkness, Wang Feng believes that he cannot be easily seduced!

"Hell Lord, that's how it is."

After Yan Mengyao finished speaking, her expression suddenly changed.

She wore a slight smile on her face.

This kind of smile is not flattering, cold, or soft.

With Yan Mengyao's terribly beautiful face, there is only one feeling.

nothingness.

"Diye, I haven't seen you for many years, and you really haven't disappointed me." In this emptiness, Yan Mengyao's voice sounded softly.

Like an echo that has been separated by countless billions of light years, Wang Feng's memory seems to return to the past in an instant.

This is a kind of voice that can be convincing in the dark.

And with an undeniable clang.

It also contains a majesty that is unparalleled in the world.

Yan Mengyao stood there, like a dream, but like a universe, it was unpredictable.

'This is Hell Lord?How much did this woman imitate? '

Wang Feng's mind was slightly turbulent.

"Oh, Lord Hell is amazing. With Mengyao's current ability, she can only imitate six or seven points." Yan Mengyao said with annoyed face, and then faced her with a shy and timid face like a frightened little rabbit. With a wolf-like expression, he said timidly, "Master, you won't punish me, will you?"

"If you want to punish, but...you have to be gentle, otherwise Mengyao will be easily broken..."

"..."

It's just an inflatable/doll function, calm down, calm down.

Wang Feng seemed to have thought of something, he walked up to Yan Mengyao, stretched out his old finger, and pointed towards Yan Mengyao.

Yan Mengyao didn't show any surprise or astonishment either, as if she had been caught by the big bad wolf and pinned down on the little rabbit who was about to feast, subconsciously began to cry.

Until Wang Feng pointed it at the neck, back, and waist in three consecutive positions.

In an instant, Yan Mengyao was like a swan shot by an arrow, her body froze first, and then she let out a mournful cry.

The mourning this time was by no means staged, but real.

"Ah~! Lord... Lord... what have you done to me?"

Yan Mengyao was pale and squatted on the ground.

There was extreme shock in his eyes.

Her body, she knew it herself.

Perfect, even more perfect than the devil's body!

It was made by tempering hundreds of millions of materials from the heavens and the world!

The opponent's three fingers did not intend to attack with any energy.

Just lightly.

How could it have caused her such severe pain?

"When your body was built, although it was perfect, it is a pity that there are hundreds of millions of materials. Even if the person who built your body has perfectly avoided the conflict of most of the materials, it is a pity that Bai Mi Yishu. There are several kinds of materials that have undergone evolution and refining, and there will still be conflicts, and they are variable conflicts. When your body changes, such as when you speak, there will be subtle conflicts."

Wang Feng's eyes sparkled.

In the pupils of the eyes, a triangular prism is reflected, the origin of primordial essence.

Wang Feng stretched out a finger, and said lightly: "I am warning you, don't play with fire with your master. Otherwise, next time it won't be such a simple pain."

Yan Mengyao is the Eternal God Killer. Although Wang Feng has now understood the cause and effect, there are still many puzzles in his heart.

This inflatable/doll is always like this, constantly changing temperament and style, seducing herself, it is really hateful, Wang Feng thinks that she should be taught a lesson.

He has primordial origin, even if the other party is Eternal Godslayer, but it is only the spirit of Eternal Godslayer.

For him, it is not very difficult to parse out a small part.

Yan Mengyao's expression fluctuated, and she finally said "oh", then looked at Wang Feng's outstretched finger, suddenly stuck out her tongue and licked it quickly, and then said solemnly:

"Okay, master, what else do you want to ask?"

"..." Wang Feng.

He glanced at Yan Mengyao lightly, wiped his wet fingers on Yan Mengyao's dress, and asked calmly:

"How long has it been?"

"Chaotic world? Although there is no time rule in the chaotic world, Eternal Killing God has been recording the time, calculated according to normal time... There is probably a beginning round. Oh, the master should not know. There are 800 years in the beginning , a first round, which is 12 years. This is a divine calamity. However, in a chaotic world without time rules, this number has no meaning."

"I'm asking how long has it been since the outside world?"

"Outside? Dark Demon Realm?"

Yan Mengyao thought for a while, then smiled and uttered a few words: "With a flick of a finger."

Wang Feng's heart surged violently.

(End of this chapter)