Chapter 1777

She has black hair with waist length and a very soft face. There are two pairs of retracted black wings behind her. She is about two meters tall. She is tall among human beings and looks tall. Her figure is exquisite and charming.

It can be said that the angel of death is the perfect creature created by the main brain.

But... Although beauty is beautiful, it's a little strange when you think of amung's body shape when he was a demon.

At that time, Amun used a male body, but now it has become a beautiful female death angel.

Although the monieta race has no gender and has a preference for motherhood, the idea of preconception is also applicable to Li Meng.

On arriving at the viewing platform, on the ground not far from Li Meng's body, a Meng half knelt on the ground and whispered: "master."

Looking at amung half kneeling on the ground, Li Meng asked: "what's the matter?"

It has been more than 80 years since the submission of the demons. In these 80 years, these arrogant lords of the demons have long been taught by Li Meng.

Looking up, amung looked at Li Meng with a pair of beautiful eyes. He said firmly: "master, we have been vases around you for 83 years. We don't want to do nothing like this. Now the court of heresy is controlled by the Banshee wing people. We hope the master can give us the nun church, and we also want to do something for the master."

Vase

Li Meng never thought that the angel of death thought so about his own existence.

Pick up the table full of red wine glass to drink a mouthful, Li Meng indifferent way: "a Meng, accompany in my side is not good?"

She was a little timid in her eyes, but amung didn't avoid Li Meng's eyes. She said firmly: "master, our angel of death should be the cornerstone of the Empire, not the ornament. Even if we are not around the master, our heart and soul belong to the master."

Take back the line of sight from the book in the hand, fox month slightly took the eye of accident to see a Meng one eye.

For so many years, since the founding of the black flag Empire, no one has ever claimed the rights from its master. Amun is the first one.

What will the host do?

From a Meng body took back the line of sight, fox month quietly looked to the master.

Putting down the wine cup and looking at amung, Li Meng said: "although you have great power, your number is not many, and so far there are only a hundred. That's why I have not let you go. You don't want to be the whole vase, and I don't want to force you. If you want to control the nun church, I can give it to you, but the nun church is not suitable for you, I can arrange other places for you... "

After thinking about it for a while, Li Meng pondered: "well, you have combat experience. I'll give you a legion. You can build your own army. I remember that you have many industries in the world. I'll ask soul enterprise to help you with the problem of capital. It's up to you whether you want to expand or develop within the Empire."

Speaking of this, Li Meng raised his hand and said, "go."

Mouth slightly Zhang, a Meng wants to say and stop, but finally did not say a word, got up and retreated.

Looking at a Meng's back, Hu Yue shakes her head. Manita is always smart. How can she be so reckless at this time.

The book in hand is put aside, smile slightly, fox month nestles in Li Meng body side, hugged Li Meng's arm.

She whispered: "master, they are also kind-hearted. They want to contribute to the Empire. If the master thinks that the Crystal Palace is a little empty, I'll choose some beautiful fox girls in the territory to accompany him."

To Fox month this words, Li Meng dumbfounded smile, doting on pinching fox month's nose, mouth way: "come on, have you such a tempting fox, I already can't bear to eat, and then a few which also got."

With a charming smile, Hu Yue hugs Li Meng's arm tightly and melts into her soft breast.

This let Li Meng heart shout can't stand, a hold fox month small Manyao, put that man wonderful Jiao body into the arms, began to bully tempting fox month.

In the middle of Crystal Palace, in the courtyard area of angel of death

"Pa..."

With a clear sound, manieta's palm was on Amun's face.

A red mark appeared on the white face.

In the courtyard, in front of manita, Amun knelt on the ground, silent.

In the courtyard, there are not only manieta and Amun, but also six other graceful figures.

They all have waist length black hair, soft faces and exquisite figures. They are wearing long black skirts with a pair of black wings on the back.

Looking at Amun kneeling on the ground, their faces look different.

Their mother was angry, and from manita's face, everyone could see it.

Looking at Amun kneeling on his knees, manita said angrily, "what the master gives us is us. What the master doesn't give us, we can't ask for it. What are you? Do you think you did the right thing? "

Speaking of this, manieta was impatient and wanted to fight again.

But in the end, manita didn't go on fighting

The graceful figure sat on the seat behind him, and manita rubbed his forehead.

Amun was so reckless that he asked for the right from his master. Although the master didn't refuse, he gave him the establishment of a legion.

But at this time, they are no less than being exiled by their masters.

Looking at Amun kneeling on the ground with his head down, and looking at the children around him, manita said, "I know you are in a hurry, but how long is it? In our long years, is 83 years long? But in '83, you can't wait. Amun, you've always been smart. Why are you so reckless this time? "

Is she wrong?

She may be wrong, but Amun does not regret the right to form a legion. She thinks it is worth it, even if she is exiled, hated and forgotten by the host.

Because Amun is confident that this is only temporary, as long as the future death angel Legion has enough merit, the host will remember them and forgive them.

Mother is angry. Amun knows that she had better not refute her mother now, otherwise, it will only make her more angry.

With a sigh of helplessness, manita waved and said, "go and serve the master tonight. I don't care what you do. You must go to the master's bed tonight..."

"Mother, this..."

Amun looked stunned and slightly flustered.

She was puzzled and frightened: "mother, I'm not Hathor, Isis. I don't have this experience, and... What the master said will never be taken back. Even if I go to serve the master tonight, what can this change?"

With a cool face, manita said without doubt: "this can't change anything, but it's a silent apology. It's a silent request for the master's forgiveness. If the master accepts you, it means that the master has forgiven you and us. If we don't accept it, we can only leave the Crystal Palace. In the next few hundred years, or even thousands of years, we will be released and ignored by the master."