"What have you done!!!"

Witnessing the first generation of the God of Netherness cut open the girl's neck, Wei Cheng was shocked first, and then furious.

What about the small punishment that was agreed upon?

Do you have any misunderstandings about the word "Xiaoxiao"?

However, neither the first generation of the God of the Underworld who swung the murderous blade nor the Dragon King of the East China Sea who was enemies, they showed surprise, as if the first generation of the God of the Underworld had just cut open the head of a doll.

"I want to get through the trick of just pretending to sleep?"

A sentence said by the Dragon King stabilized Wei Cheng's emotions.

Fake sleep means taking a nap.

So, Aya was not dead.

"Don't worry, just pretend to die for a while, and you will be given a lively little girl after that."

At the same time, the voice of the first generation of the God of the Underworld also sounded faintly in his mind, calming Wei Cheng's emotions.

Then, he continued to speak with a cold expression: "What do you want?"

"After suffering such injuries, even a warrior will take a while to recover. I have already given the face I should give. The Dragon King is really going to die, so I don't mind staying for a fight.

At that time, if it is detected by a high-level civilization, it will be unpredictable for life and death."

The last sentence added became a knowing blow, stopping the tumbling sea water.

"Just leave this, God of the Underworld, don't forget your promise to this king!"

The dragon breath that was spit out frozen the sea area three thousand miles long and wide. The dragon glanced at the first generation of the God of Underworld with fear, and then ran back to its own territory with his remaining subordinates.

Then, before Wei Cheng could speak, the first generation of the God of Nether grabbed the girl's body with a different body and wrapped it in a black sphere, and said lightly:

"I know you have many questions to ask, but leave here first."

The last word was spit out, and the tall figure had disappeared, and the traces of the battle were wiped out, as if there had never been a thrilling battle here.

Not long after.

In the horizon, there is endless chaos.

One after another, laser beams hit the sea area where the conflict had just erupted. They scanned wildly, but found no abnormalities.

In the end, the beam left in disappointment.

...

With a black ball that wrapped the girl's body, the first generation of the God of Nether tore the space and quickly appeared at the black throne.

"Welcome to the adults back!"

Inside the ship, the soldiers saluted in an orderly manner.

But he turned a blind eye to the black ball similar to a burlap bag in the hands of the God of Nether, and seemed to be accustomed to it.

"Go back, within ten incense sticks, I don't want to be disturbed by anyone."

The first generation of the God of Hades waved his hand, and a barrier that was like nightfall arrived, separating the area between him and everyone.

And those subordinates also retreated with great sensibility. Before leaving, Wei Cheng seemed to hear a few people whispering:

"His Highness Ayan falls into a state of hypocrisy again?"

"Hi, it's such a headache. This is the month when she's fallen into a fake sleep? What a beautiful woman, she turns into a senior sister Mami every time she comes back."

"I guess I've caused trouble outside again, otherwise the Lord wouldn't treat her like this."

"Hey, stop talking! Even if you are kind, you dare to argue in front of you? This is a crime of beheading!"

"Hehehe...it depends on whether the head above or below is killed. The top can be restored, and the bottom is the dignity of a man!"

“…?”

A big question mark appeared in Wei Cheng's mind.

What's going on?

Since these people know that Ayan’s head has been cut, can they still be so calm?

And judging from their reactions, it seems like they are common. Could it be that this kind of thing is still very common?

Just as Wei Cheng's thoughts were churning, the first generation of the God of Nether dispersed the black ball and two separate things fell out of it.

Seeing that the girl's body had not yet recovered, the first generation of the God of Underworld frowned and said, "Although it's rare for your dearest brother to come here. Is it really good to scare him with a scar that is big on the bowl?"

Next, a haunt scene happened.

"Wow! Big brother is here!? Where is there, Master, you are really. Why don't you tell me about such an important thing first?"

A crisp sound came from the void, carrying a hint of panic. The girl's headless body stood up, leaned over and took up her head on the ground, and pressed it to her neck.

The granulation grows and the head continues, except for the slight weakening of the breath, there is no serious injury.

With a light breath, the breath will return to its peak.

The bright spring eyes blinked and they were completely recovered!

Wei Cheng, who witnessed this scene with his own eyes, fell into an incredible state.

As if he expected Wei Cheng to be surprised, the first generation of the God of Underworld explained: "The strong men in the prehistoric era may be different from your era. As long as they reach the level of the strong and gather their luck, they will be immortal to a certain extent. Unless they are beaten to death in one breath, they will be hard to die."

That is, a fatal injury...

Wei Cheng muttered in his heart. No wonder the first generation of the God of the Underworld and the giant dragon did not look panic. It seemed that both had foresaw the scene at this time.

"Big brother!"

The girl who recovered from the peak rushed over and wanted to find Wei Cheng's existence, but the first generation of the God of Underworld held down his delicate little face with one hand and cursed with a smile:

"Seeing your embarrassing look, go take a shower first and clean up the dirt on your body. When you clean it up, I will naturally let Wei Cheng meet you."

“Okay~”

Ling answered happily, and then took off her bellyband in front of her. If the first generation of the God of Underworld had not thrown her into the pool in time, the beautiful curve would have been exposed to Wei Cheng's eyes.

"By the way, after washing, remember to explain in detail the reason why you killed the third prince. The Dragon King was furious about this and almost fought with me for three days and three nights. His master also paid a heavy price for it." Before the red shadow fell into the pool, the first generation of the God of Underworld shouted.

"Bao! Master, you big liar, with your strength, how could you succeed that old dragon? If you are afraid, you are also concerned about the surveillance of advanced civilizations. You retreated without even fighting. Ling just saw it all in her eyes!"

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! The girl emerged from the water and made a face toward this side. Then she went into the depths of the pool to compete with the yellow duck duck.

"...Oh! He's really a naughty little guy who is not easy to fool."

The first generation of the God of Underworld sighed, but there was a rare gentle smile on his face, and he smiled: "Is Miss Yan the one you mentioned before, as naughty as Yan?"

No, no, at least A Ling never took off her clothes in front of me, nor was she as unrestrained as she...

Wei Cheng complained in his heart, and when he saw that Ling's injuries were not serious, he put down a big stone in his heart.

After a moment.

The girl who was soaked in a fragrant blush robe stepped out of the pool, and the water stains on her body evaporated automatically.

Judging from all aspects, at this time, Ayan's strength had reached the level of powerful power.

Rebirth of broken limbs, and even if your head is cut off, you won’t die... This is not something that the master can do.

If it is divided by the realm of a warrior who is in danger of disaster, Yan is definitely a strong man at the level of soul difficulty.

"Considering that you may come back, according to your previous description, I asked my subordinates to prepare a body in advance."

The first generation of the God of Hades clapped his hands, and a demon puppet was pushed out of the room. After staring carefully, you could find that the demon puppet had a rich dynamic structure, which was almost no different from the human body. It gathered the technical crystals of the God of Hades civilization and tried to make it like Wei Cheng's body in all aspects.

"As long as the puppet is destroyed, you will return to my body. It is limited to the conversation. Do you want to possess it first?"

The first generation of the God of Nether came to the Wei Chenggou passage.

Wei Cheng thought for a while and nodded.

He did want to talk to Ling, and it was not a good idea to keep bothering the first generation of the God of the Underworld.

Therefore, Wei Cheng became in a daze and quickly grasped the body of the devil. His body, which was originally lacking in vitality, turned bloody, which was proof of Wei Cheng's possession.

"It feels quite fit, just like a real person." Wei Cheng clenched his fists, feeling very satisfied with the technology of the God of the Underworld civilization.
Chapter completed!