Chapter 1563： 1 start round, 1 stroke

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

"After I was built, the Hell Lord connected me to this chaotic world, and then she found that after this chaotic world was connected to me, the chaos became stronger. With her power, she wanted to break the chaos and let me be with this chaotic world. Awakening will also cost a great price. Because there has never been a precedent for killing God, directly connecting with a world, or a chaotic world."

The woman narrowed her smile, her expression suddenly became extremely dignified.

The expression is extremely cold, and it feels directly from a charming and moving demon to a peerless **** who sits high above the nine heavens.

This sudden change of style is so natural to her.

Enough to make any opposite **** have endless desire to conquer.

"Hmph, don't think that if you break through the chaos and become the master of the eternal killing of gods, you can make Yan Mengyao surrender to you."

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

"..."

Wang Feng looked at her.

in silence.

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

It can be said to be true to the extreme.

Even if it is known to be false, it cannot be detected.

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

"Bold! How can the Lord of Hades exist? How can you speak directly!" Yan Mengyao's eyes slightly enlarged, and his voice was like thunder, with great momentum, "Why, don't you think the name Yan Mengyao sounds bad? You? This is disrespect to the Hell Lord!"

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

The green gauze seemed to split at any time.

"What is the Lord of Hades?" Wang Feng looked 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, "Unexpectedly, you would have thoughts about the Lord? You...you..."

After you have waited for a long time, Yan Mengyao's momentum suddenly plummeted, her cold temperament and superb expression directly collapsed, and then she let out a seductive laugh: "But it surprised Mengyao too... well... hehe..."

Wang Feng said in his heart, what kind of memory and soul was injected into the Hell’s Lord of this inflatable doll?

Almost all Wang Feng can imagine women, she can become vivid.

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

Soon, Yan Mengyao changed again.

"Actually, when the Hell Lord injected the soul into the Nujia, he washed away the appearance and some memories about her. It's just... hee hee, the Hell Lord probably doesn't fully understand what she planned to create an eternal God killing exist."

Yan Mengyao suddenly leaned close to Wang Feng's ear and whispered softly, "When the Hell Lord injected memory into the slave house, Mengyao, the soul has already been born, and at that time he already understood the Hell Lord."

"Then you are pretty good." Wang Feng remained motionless.

As long as I think she is an inflatable doll, she will not be a real life. Wang Feng thought calmly.

Having experienced the chaos and darkness of mind, Wang Feng believes that he cannot be easily tempted!

"Hell Lord, that's it."

After Yan Mengyao finished speaking, her expression suddenly changed.

There was a faint smile on her expression.

This kind of smile is not flattering, not cold, not tender.

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

nothingness.

"Diye, haven't seen you for many years, you really didn't disappoint this deity." In this emptiness, Yan Mengyao's voice rang softly.

Like echoes after countless billions of light years, Wang Feng's memory seemed to be back in an instant.

This is a convincing voice in the dark.

Also with an indisputable sonorous. 61 library

It also contains an unparalleled majesty.

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

‘This is the Hell Lord? How much did this woman imitate? ’

Wang Feng's mind was slightly disturbed.

"Oh, the Lord of Hades is amazing. With Mengyao's current ability, I can only imitate the similarity of six or seven points." Yan Mengyao said with an annoyed look, and then confronted him with a little bunny who was ashamed and timid, like a frightened rabbit. With a big bad wolf expression, he said timidly: "Master, you won't punish me?"

"If you want to punish you, but... be lighter, or Mengyao, it's easy to break..."

"..."

It's just the function of an inflatable doll, calm and calm.

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 surprise either, as if he had been caught by the big bad wolf, pressing on the little rabbit who was about to feast, subconsciously began to cry.

Until Wang Feng pointed at the neck, back, waist, three positions continuously.

In an instant, Yan Mengyao was like a swan with an arrow, his body stiffened at first, and then he let out a mournful cry.

This grief is by no means acting, but real.

"Ah~! Lord... Lord... what did you do to me?"

Yan Mengyao was pale and squatted on the ground.

There was extreme shock in his eyes.

She understands her body.

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

It was made by tens of millions of materials from all over the world!

And the other party's three fingers didn't mean any energy attack.

It's just a tap.

How could she have such severe pain?

"When your body was built, although it was extremely perfect, it is a pity that there are hundreds of millions of these materials. Even if the person who built your body has perfectly avoided most of the conflicts of materials, it is a pity, Bai Mi A sparse. There will still be conflicts after several kinds of materials have been refined and refined, and they are changing conflicts. When your body changes ~ www.novelhall.com~ such as when you speak, subtle conflicts will occur."

Wang Feng's eyes twinkled.

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

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

Yan Mengyao is an eternal slaying of the gods. Although Wang Feng now understands the cause and effect, there are still many puzzles in his heart.

This inflatable doll always comes with this set, constantly changing temperament and style, tempting herself, which is really hateful, Wang Feng felt that she had to teach her a lesson.

He has the origin of the omnipotence, even if the opponent is the eternal God-killing, but it is only an eternal God-killing tool.

It is not very difficult for him to analyze a small part.

Yan Mengyao's expression on her face changed uncertainly, and finally he uttered a cry, then looked at Wang Feng's outstretched fingers, suddenly stuck out his tongue and licked his ears, 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?"

"Chaos world? Although there is no time rule in the chaos world, the eternal killing of the gods has been recording time, calculated in normal time... there is probably a beginning round. Oh, the master should not please know. At the beginning there were 10,800 Year, a beginning wheel, that is, 129,600 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 outside?"

"Outside? Dark Demon Realm?"

Yan Mengyao thought for a while, smiled and uttered a few words: "Flick your finger."

Waves surged in Wang Feng's heart.