It didn't work, but the goddess who had just been unconscious by the death curse was awakened.

She coughed up a mouthful of blood, then turned her eyes and stared at Meng Fei who was wasting her efforts, stretched out a hand, and made a snatching posture.

A green light of light surged out, surrounding Meng Fei's neck, then pulled her to her face, and looked at her.

"Don't waste your energy, can you do it? It's not something that people who really want to die cannot pull it out.

"The death curse of death must be borne by someone.

"I am a God, and even if I die, I will die in my world.

"My soul is immortal in the divine realm."

Death has recovered from the lightning explosion on his face.

Although half of his face was destroyed, he still stood still and didn't fall down, just a little staggering.

With the makeup of half of his severed face, he began to show off in disgust.

"Tsk, this is my real plan.

"I knew for a long time that you would definitely come if you tied up Hema.

"I knew long ago that as long as I curse Hema to death, you will definitely die for him."

"I have your living body as a sacrifice. Not only can I truly resurrect, but I can also gain the authority of your life.

"All your believers in the Kingdom of Qingmang will regard me as you.

“I will gradually guide them to believe in death instead.

“The glory of the God of Death Empire will be reappeared on your land!

"Women are so stupid!

"Hehehe..."

"Hello,"

Meng Fei tried his best not to listen to the clown-like strange laughter, and grabbed the goddess's shoulder and shook it.

"Let me die.

"I'm dead and the time spiral can be reset, everything can be repeated without going to this point.

"If I can't pull out this thing, I'll commit suicide!"

"Spiral Time?"

The goddess seemed to have received some kind of prompt, and a strange look flashed in her eyes.

"You're right, I should set up a spiral of time here."

After saying that, she used her fingers to draw a spiral circle on the ground.

Dark green lines appeared on the ground and then spread violently, then disappeared in a flash.

"If you have enough order in the future, you may be able to come back and change all this."

"Hey, have you listened to me?

"If you don't get this thing out, I'll have to commit suicide!"

"suicide?"

A trace of anger flashed in the goddess's eyes.

"This death curse is that I die, but if I die, I will be implemented? Since I can't pull it out, I will commit suicide.

"Why do you want to die for me?"

Meng Fei pulled out his dagger from his boots and greeted him directly.

But his arms were numbed by the surge of electric light.

Qingmang reached out and grabbed his collar.

"Can you just have to worry less?

“Do you know how important you are?

"Even if the people in the world are combined, they are not as important as you."

"Why?"

"Because I am your wife! You amnesia man!"

Qingmang pushed him back. If she hadn't been entangled by the death curse and could not exert her strength, she might have thrown Meng Fei away.

“Do you know how much effort I have put into restoring your memory?

"Die? You will lose your memory again!

"It's fine to lose amnesia."

Qingmang gave him a blank look.

"You're looking for another woman!"

What the hell...

Qingmang is Hema’s wife? Then Hema lost his memory? This is a family soap opera.

He Ma did lose his memories of the great gods seven years ago, but what does this have to do with me, Meng Fei?

Wait, if Qingmang was Hema's wife, and I was Hema's future generations, wouldn't it mean? Qingmang was my wife?

No, there is a problem with this. Let’s not talk about me just a Meng Fei who traveled through time. Even if I am the real Meng Fei, the affairs of my previous life may not be equivalent to those of my later life.

For example, Xiao Luo was Hema's maid and wife in this life, and Xiao Han and he were not so close after a thousand years.

During this period of pulling and pulling, the green veil had fallen off.

Meng Fei then noticed her face.

Damn, isn't this?

No, this is not.

But it's very similar.

Is this a seriously beautified version of Aiting?

The face of the Qingmang goddess is the same as Aiting, with the kind of "very simple" beauty.

Extremely simple lines, lightly outlined, without any makeup, without any accessories, and without any icing on the cake, as if she is the beauty itself.

Natural, pure, perfect and pure beauty like a plain crystal.

But Aiting's face has more human spirit.

She was exposed to the wind and sun, so there were spots on her face.

She had troubles, so vertical lines were engraved between her eyebrows.

She sometimes works overtime, so there is blood in her eyes.

Her facial features have not been accurately corrected, and have been adjusted to such a perfect level.

Moreover, her hair is not that long. Sometimes it will become a little messy without having time to take care of it carefully.

In short, although she is already very beautiful, she is not a god, but just a mortal.

Erased all her flaws, made a master-level fine adjustment of the bones on her face, and made a long hair into an ionic perm, which looked exactly like a green light.

"You... are you Aiting?"

"Who is Aiting?"

The goddess looked into his eyes alertly.

“Oh, sorry.

"I recognized the wrong person."

Meng Fei hurriedly made excuses.

What is the relationship between Aiting and Qingmang?

Meng Fei was actually speechless at this time. His feelings can be described in this way:

You were foolish on the road and tried your best to pick up a goddess, and your heart was filled with a sense of luck that you had not been discovered by your wife.

But the goddess looked back and smiled and found that the one I was wiping and chatting with was my wife who had put on makeup!

Surprise or not?

Frightened or not?

At this time, the body of the God of Death, who was hit by a critical lightning, had stabilized again, and a long sickle appeared in his hand.

"Hehehe, since you all want to die, why not just die together.

“I will let you stay with my sickle forever and never be separated again.
To be continued...