"Give me back?"

Luo An, who was still under her sharp claws, did not struggle. His black pupils moved to the top of his eyes and stared at the huge firebird in front of him. He asked:

"Give me back? You didn't say that everyone was swallowed up, why did you return it?"

Zhuque was shocked. Unexpectedly, this guy not only retained his self-awareness, but even became sober to the point of being smart.

"Did you see the dim colored spirals underground?"

Zhuque shook his fingers at the ground.

In fact, the dark green spiral pattern was very dim and was disturbed by various lights, so it was impossible for Luo An to see clearly.

But under the guidance of Zhuque, he did feel that there was a strange space-time abnormality there.

"That is a time and space circumference point that can be traced back to seven days ago. Even if your Qimei dies, you have not died seven days ago, right?

"If you are willing to serve me and have sufficient order in the future, I will send you back seven days ago.

"In this way, you will always have a way to rescue that person, right?"

"Can."

Luo An nodded.

He now only remembers that he found Qimi's body seven years ago and saved it. Now he only needs to find Qimi's soul.

Seven days ago... I will definitely have a way to find Qimi's soul in advance and avoid this chaos that almost ruins everything.

He had forgotten all of Meng Fei's useless promises.

He could tell that the bird in front of him was definitely not an ordinary bird, but a god. At the same time, the mark of abnormal time on the ground was undoubtedly also the work of God.

Doing such a business with God in a battle of God is definitely much more cost-effective than being trampled to death by God on the spot.

"I promised to serve you until you can send me back seven days ago."

It was just taken out of the stomach of the god of death, and he was still confused and didn't think about how long this "sufficient order" would take to accumulate. If he knew it would take a thousand years, he might have different opinions.

"very good."

Suzaku nodded.

"I have one thing for you to serve you now. If you can't do it, you will have to die here, and there will be no more things in which you will go back to save you."

"What's the matter, you said."

"The God of Death is crazy. I want to capture the real core of his consciousness.

"I don't know what that thing is yet. But after you catch it, you have to kill him for me."

"This is a god war, can I get involved?"

"I don't know if it can.

"But you have the same aura as him now, and he may misunderstand that you are his clone and not be careful.

"You might be able to play a fatal blow."

"Okay, I get it."

"You just wait where you are, it's best to hide it. I throw the consciousness of the god of death over and tell you to do it again when you do it."

This time, Zhuque did not pinch the person in his hand until it exploded, but carefully swept out a clearing on the ground and then placed him in the middle.

This open space is the chopping board she prepared to completely chop up the God of Death.

Then, the Vermilion Bird flapped its wings and the rocks flew. She flew up again and returned to the consciousness of the god of death that she recognized.

The God of Death, who had been repeatedly dissected by her, was actually dying. But this is the case with God. The more he is on the verge of death, the more difficult it is to deal with it.

She stretched her paws in again and searched repeatedly. Finally, she finally grabbed a hard core. Then she pulled it out fiercely.

What is caught this time should be the real core of the consciousness of the God of Death!

Because as she caught the monster, she felt the whole world shake and began to become illusory.

Dull, a loud rumbling sound came from the ground. The sound of thunder that sounded like a particularly low sound, but in fact the sound of the underground rock formations breaking at that time.

The ground cracked again. But this time the rupture strictly followed some pattern.

The huge cracks that broke out, from a high altitude, formed a grand and very mysterious pattern.

"This guy is really going to die."

Zhuque's claws felt like he was pinching a bumblebee struggling wildly. He was strong and hard, and kept piercing her palms to make her feel distressed.

She knew the strange pattern made up of cracks on the ground, which was a huge teleportation array.

There is a legend in the Mantis Kingdom that says that the God of Death is nostalgic for his hometown. If he dies, he will teleport the entire mountain of corpse to the place where he was born.

That place is deep underground in the desert of Juebo City, Zhongzhou, where he can get a true eternal sleep.

Since the teleportation array appears, it means that the God of Death is really going to die?

What she grabbed was not a bumblebee, but a mantis man as difficult as a bumblebee.

Zhuque didn't know that this was actually Zuo Feng. Zuo Feng had two superpowers, which made him very difficult.

One is to make the body indestructible and its hardness exceeds all matter in this world.

The other is that his mantis arm secretes a highly toxic liquid, and any mortal will die if it is touched.

If these two superpowers are only held by the mortal Zuo Feng, it is obviously useless to deal with Zhuque. However, under the bonus of the consciousness of the God of Death, the effect appears.

Zhuque felt that even a rock she was pinching should have been crushed by her. However, the mantis man in her palm did not, but her claws were swollen.

Actually poisoned?

She threw this damn thing on the ground, feeling the severe pain in her paws spreading like wildfire.

As a bird whose entity is a flame, any toxin from a dead creature cannot be effective against her.

But Zuo Feng's toxin was driven by the death curse of the God of Death. It is not a toxin in the chemical or biological sense, but just another concrete phenomenon after the weakening of the death curse of the God of Death.

It is not as direct as the sickle of the God of Death, but it can erode her vitality along the flames of Suzaku.

The intense and severe pain of poisoning almost forced her to withdraw from the realm of death immediately.

But a cool, life-filled wind suddenly blew over, and the severe pain on her paws disappeared instantly.

When she looked back, the blue light occupied almost half of her vision.

A blue dragon composed of countless lightning bolts hovered around her in the air, constantly releasing her vitality, expelling toxins, and quickly returning to her full blood.

The green dragon is the green light, and the green light is the green dragon.

But Qingmang is far more pretentious than her, and she is unwilling to reveal her true body unless she has to.

"Tsk tsk, you're not dead?"

Zhuque immediately became dissatisfied.

"You guys show your love while making me work in vain?"

"It's not a waste of work.

"It's just that someone took the death curse for me.

"I can't stop it, there's nothing I can do."

"who?"

Zhuque’s first thought was that it could not be Meng Fei, right?

"No, it's a witch."

"Oh, that's good."

Zhuque finally felt relieved, and didn't even ask who this witch was.

She was afraid that Meng Fei would die. Apart from Meng Fei, she didn't care whether she could be an irrelevant witch, even if all creatures in the world died, she didn't care.
Chapter completed!