Chapter 1050

"Do you have anything else to say? The last words or something. "

Seeing Haila holding the soul stone in one hand and the other empty hand ready to cast, Su Ming asked his little cousin a question and put the last cigarette in his mouth.

In the past, all the prisoners who were shot had to smoke one. They were decapitated and smoked on the road.

After all, it is an experiment to draw souls into soul stones, and it seems that only Gu Yi knows how to put the soul back into his body among the people Su Ming knows now. Wade may only be able to make a ball for a long time.

The valet thought for a while, but he wanted to see death very much. Under the control of his third leg, he decided to take part in his cousin's experiment.

"My house of things helps me to watch. There are also negative sound waves. You can take care of the warhead. But don't take care of my girlfriends. I have to come back. If you sleep with them, I will never forgive you."

"You have about 10 seconds left in your life. Now you hope Xiaosheng won't exploit the loopholes in the contract." Su Ming lights a cigarette for him, and he also accompanies one, gently spits out the blue mist.

"That's a question. Is a soul dead? I have to think about... "The Chamberlain looked at the dark ceiling, and the oil-green fireplace made him look as pale as a dead man.

Su Ming turns his head and nods to Haila. Haila immediately pokes the dead servant on the forehead outside with her finger. The dead waiter who is still calculating the problem of mints is soft to the ground without saying a word.

As HeLa's finger left the Deacon's forehead, she seemed to draw a translucent maggot from the rotten fruit, which rose in the wind in the air and soon became the ghost of the Chamberlain.

It's the most classic ghost. It's a translucent spirit with only upper body and no legs. Instead, it's a lamp God style smoke.

"Well, it's the first time to look at my handsome sleeping face from such a perspective. It's almost killing me, but am I dead? I clearly have my own consciousness and thinking. My mind is like a pot of Spanish risotto, with all kinds of messy ideas

The soul of the valet floated between suming and Haila, commenting on his corpse on the ground, and chattering about his feelings.

"I'll just send you to your chica. It's none of my business what you're in." Su Ming shrugged his shoulders indifferently. He indicated that Haila could go on to the next step.

The Chamberlain looked down at himself, and there was only a cloud of smoke from his waist: "wait a minute. Without my little Wade, what am I going to do with her? I don't want to go. I have to let her realize the joy of being a woman. That's thank you. I... "

before he finished, Haila had cast him into the soul stone, and the castle hall was much quieter.

Haila threw the soul stone to Su Ming, lifted her cloak and sat back on the throne. She continued to watch her TV program. However, she said, "this stone is very interesting. It seems that it is designed to confine the birth of soul. I'm afraid I've never seen such a thing before."

"There are a lot of things to imprison the soul. There are pottery pots, straw villains and stones. Now it's just a purple crystal ball." Su Ming put away the soul stone and put it into his pocket: "thank you. I have to go out and have a look."

"Take your garbage away, the body of the valet pollutes the air here." Haila points to the corpse on the ground. After death, the body is out of control.

Such dirty things can't be put into the bag. Su Ming shook his head and said, "let your dog carry him to the gate of the hall. I'm in a hurry."

With that, strangulation pressed the transmitter on his arm bone inside his body, and sent Su Ming to the vast sea of stars displayed in the vast universe.

HeLa's eyes moved from the television to where the knell had just stood, and then to finriel's head.

The wolf of winter also looked at her with big eyes full of water and shook his head desperately.

"Go, drag the valet out with his claws. Don't carry him. It's too dirty." HeLa gave orders to the dog.

"Wuwuwuwu..." the wolf still didn't want to go. His sense of smell was sharper than anyone else. In his opinion, the Chamberlain smelled worse than the toilet that had not been cleaned for hundreds of years.

But with Hera staring at it seriously, he went to drag the body in a gray way, leaving only a yellow trail in the palace.

Haila put her eyes back on the TV story, but whispered, "crystal ball? Who to cheat... "

......

the field of death.

To be exact, it is more like a garden floating on the unknown level of the universe. It covers a large area, but the conspicuous building only has a small pavilion in the center, and there are no more conspicuous buildings around it.

"Is there a special upper plane projection in the multiverse... Then death in a single universe is actually a separate body?" Su Ming thought and landed on the thin plane.If so, her state is somewhat like Merlin. If every single universe has its own existence, where is the higher level of death?

Or is she in all parallel universes at the same time? Is it not his own world?

Is it possible that, like the death of DC, her place is both inside and outside the universe? Is their existence a proof of quantum instability?

All kinds of thoughts in his heart did not affect Su Ming's action. In this vast garden, a long line spread to the horizon, in which were dead souls and all kinds of creatures.

One by one, they marched into the pavilion of death, waiting for the fall in front of her.

But compared with the gothic girl next door, the death was much colder. She was a skeleton in a purple robe. She seldom communicated with the dead, let alone laugh.

Her way of dealing with the soul is to look at it indifferently, and the soul will naturally know whether its fate is dissipated in the universe or to another distance.

Su Ming naturally won't line up with the dead. He falls right in front of the pavilion, pushes his soul out of the way and meets the empty skull eyes of death.

On the other side of the throne of death, Su Ming also saw an acquaintance. It was Mephisto, the Lord of hell. It seems that he came to seek death reimbursement today.

Lao Mo politely smiles at the funeral bell, but Su Ming knows that he wants to watch the excitement and see what happens when the Supreme Master collides with his death.

However, Su Ming would not give him a chance to watch the excitement. Before death spoke, he took out Wade's soul stone and handed it to death.

She took the soul stone with both hands and touched it in her arms. Through the purple outer wall, she could see Wade dancing in her arms.

Break dancing without legs.

She picked up her soul stone and kissed her, but only made the sound of the collision between the teeth and the stone. The death servant bypassed the curse of mieba and arrived here half dead. Of course, she was happy.

"Stop first."

Death directly left the business, holding the soul stone to go deep into the garden, nodding toward the funeral hour, indicating that he would follow.

Su Ming takes a look at Mephisto, but he still smiles without saying a word. Most of the time, the old hell Lord is smiling all over his face. This is the business need.

Death leads Su Ming to another more hidden garden, where there are not only carefully cut hedges, but also a sea of roses. A circular bath is located in the middle of the grass, where hot water is boiling.

"I heard Wade talk about you, his brother from the other world." Death sat down on the bench beside him, still holding the soul stone, opened his mouth with a very pleasant voice.

If you don't look at the skull face under her hood, you will surely think that the one who has this voice will be a very beautiful girl, because the voice is full of sweetness and happiness, and a happy woman is always beautiful.

"It seems that this is the first time we have met, and I'm glad to meet you, death goddess." Su Ming is very polite, but carelessly sits on the bench with death, facing the steaming hot spring bath.

"I'm not a goddess. I'm just death. Although I want to be an ordinary woman, my duty is that I can only be one of the rules of the universe." Death looked down at the soul crystal. The soul of the death attendant was sticking to the transparent wall, squeezing his mouth into a chrysanthemum like shape, as if he wanted to kiss her.

So death put the face of the skull together again and made a big deal of love with Wade.

Su Ming sighed. He didn't come here to see other people show their love. Instead, he asked some questions. By comparing with the answers of the girl on DC side, he came to some conclusion: "then you should guess why I sent Wade here in person?"

Wade in the soul stone is in a small purple world. After hearing the words, he steps backward.

Isn't it because of brotherhood that others don't feel at ease? Does cousin have any dark plans?

Death gave out a silver bell like laugh, just like the lark's singing: "I didn't pay attention to it at first, but you asked me this way, I found that you have a strange and familiar breath, which is also death, but not my breath."

"The undeniable fact is that in addition to our omnipotent universe, there are higher levels of universe, just like dolls, another death, and you should be equal existence, but there is a big difference between you."

Su Ming then picked a black leaf from the hedge, and the leaf turned into black ash in his hand and dissipated.

Death nodded and held out the skeleton claw: "give me your hand, not the hand of symbiosis."

Su Ming took off the arm armor formed by the strangulation and handed the palm of his hand to death. Wade's soul did not know where to take a handkerchief and put it in his mouth to tear it, as if he was very worried.

But death, with a short handshake, put down the arm of the death knell and thought in silence.After half a day, she began to speak again: "simply speaking, from the perspective of human beings, she is better than me. In my place, death is death, but in her place, death is not only death, but also life. She shoulders the dual concepts of death and life. But from a higher point of view, I'm better than her, because I'm more like a human being, able to love and hate, with a little bit of freedom. "

Su Ming took a bottle of wine from his belt and put it on the bench as a Christmas gift for Wade: "more like a man..."

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