Chapter 1118: Madam Meng is also the master of drunken life, dream and death
It's just that now even if I want to gossip, I don't have the intention.
So, I spoke again: "Senior, the Seven Stars Palace is the first palace of the Tiandao Palace in the Yang world. But the Tiandao Palace has acted contrary to the laws of heaven. The Seven Stars Venerable Hua Yue brought it upon himself, but my husband and friends are innocent.
of."
My implication is very simple, I hope she can be kind and let Lin Zhenhua and the others go.
"Goddess of the Mountain and Sea Realm, I am not from the Temple of Heaven." Zui Sheng Meng Shei said again.
"Senior, I know." I nodded clearly.
If she really was from Tiandao Palace, she would not have trapped Huayue, and she would not have listened to what I said.
But what I didn't expect was that just as I was about to continue speaking, Zui Sheng Meng Shei said, "I'm not from your Middle-earth family either, so I treat everyone equally."
You must know that you are not afraid of gangsters, but you are afraid of meeting a fair person who is reasonable and can fight.
Because Lin Zhenhua was like this before.
So I touched my painful forehead and said, "So, senior, you mean that you won't help me release them, right?"
"Yes." Sure enough, Zui Sheng Meng Sheng nodded.
Then it seemed that my expression was too miserable, or she felt that she needed to explain, Zui Sheng Meng Shei actually spoke again: "In fact, if their inner demons can be broken, they will naturally come out and don't need my rescue. Just like you can now
It’s the same as seeing me.”
"The so-called drunkenness and dreaming of death have actually never trapped anyone. Because the only one who can trap them is themselves."
What he said was so Zen-like.
There is a kind of state where if you look at flowers, they are not flowers, and if you look at flowers, they are flowers.
I didn't make any further comments on this, so I could only change the topic and pretended to be surprised: "Senior, this Seven-Star Venerable has known Xiu Demon King for only a few hours. How could she have such a deep love for Xiu Demon King?"
I don’t know if it’s because I’m too confident, or if I feel it’s unnecessary.
At this moment, Zui Sheng Meng Sheng did not take away those small scenes, so at this moment I can still clearly see the scenes of them being trapped in them.
Naturally, this also includes Hanazuki’s.
"She has admired Xiu Demon King before, although they only met now. But this woman has known Xiu Demon King one-sidedly for hundreds of years." Zui Sheng Meng Shei explained.
"Oh, that's it." I pretended to be grateful, "Thank you, senior, for clarifying my doubts."
"You're welcome, goddess, you..."...
"By the way, senior, I also want to ask my husband, how could he be confused by a child?" I asked, pointing to Lin Zhenhua's small picture.
What Zuishengmengsheng wanted to say was forcibly interrupted by me, and I was very unhappy at first.
But when she looked up at my red eyes and pitiful look on my face, she finally sighed: "Your youngest son, Lin Zhuo, is still missing. Even if he is King Jiuyou or the first King of Dongling, he will have delusional thoughts because of this.
This is really reasonable and reasonable.”
"I see, but there is a big age difference between that child and Zhuo'er." I said again.
"Lin Zhuo is still just a full-month-old baby now. How can he confuse King Jiuyou? Naturally, we can only make the child older."
"But……"
"Zang Ling'er, you've seen through it, haven't you?" the picturesque and immortal drunken man said.
"I don't dare, I don't dare to be presumptuous in front of Master Meng Po." Even so, the divine power around me continued to surge: "It's just that now the underworld belongs to me, the Middle Earth. If Meng Po doesn't go back to the underworld to cook Meng Po soup, here
What to do?"
Still drunk and dreaming.
Haha, she is really good at pretending. It's a pity that no matter whether she is wearing a flowing fairy dress or looks like a fairy, she can't resist the ghostly spirit deep in her soul.
Except for Po Meng, who has been missing for many years in the underworld, I can't think of anyone else who can create countless small scenes and appear here again.
After all, Meng Po's strength is not only making people forget all about Meng Po soup, but also creating dreams.
But what I didn't expect was that Po Meng actually said: "Goddess, I am Po Meng from the underworld and I am also the one who is rumored to be in a state of drunkenness and dreams. Isn't this allowed?"
What
mean?
Did I misunderstand her?
"Goddess, why are you so surprised? Aren't you the goddess of the mountains and seas and the master of the country of China? Do you only allow the state officials to set fires but not the people to light lamps?" Po Meng said with a calm smile.
Then, she directly lifted the veil, as if she thought I had figured out her identity.
It makes no difference whether you wear the veil or not.
When the veil falls, what is revealed is naturally a beautiful face, but it is not as stunning as when wearing the veil. This is probably the so-called beauty like flowers in the clouds.
But if it really fell from the clouds into the mortal world, it would not seem so beautiful.
"The goddess is joking, your appearance is the best in the world, how can I compare with it." Po Meng said with a smile.
But I said with some displeasure: "Appearance is what you are born with, don't worry about it too much. Besides, you are kind-hearted and beautiful. As for the identity you mentioned before, as Meng Po, you should know it well. Whether it is Lin Zhenhua, the first king of Dongling,
The identity is still the identity of the first-generation saint and goddess of the Mountain and Sea Realm, and it is the identity of us who have been reincarnated as gods and demons."
In this way, there is neither conflict nor contradiction, including the fact that Lin Zhenhua and I are currently the National Advisor of China and the Chief of China.
But we only have one true identity, and that is the last goddess in the world, and the demon god Yanjin.
"But Goddess, I can't compare with you gods and demons, and I don't have any talk of reincarnation. But my major is making Meng Po soup, and my side job is being a drunken person. There seems to be nothing out of the ordinary." Meng Po still smiled.
Said unchanged.
Why did the opponent I met this time love to laugh so much?
Or maybe villains all like to laugh?
"Okay, let's put aside the status. The underworld has surrendered to China, what should you do too, Po Meng?" I said sharply.
What I said before was just to find out her identity, but now if she refuses to drink the toast and eats it as a fine, then I have nothing to be merciful about.
"Hahaha, I have long heard that the goddess is already a powerful broken mirror at a young age. Huayue, the fake broken mirror, cannot compete with the goddess, but I, the real broken mirror, really want to compete with the goddess, so that I can have a taste of my long-cherished wish."
Mrs. Meng was not intimidated by my words, but spoke frankly.
"Okay, if you lose, you can get rid of the dream of life and death." I said coldly.
"Of course, and from now on I will return to the underworld again and be at the mercy of the goddess." Po Meng said without fear.
"Very good!" I like bold and cheerful people, and I couldn't help but ask: "Then if I lose, do you want to put forward any conditions?"
Although I'm not as fair as Lin Zhenhua, I don't like to owe anyone anything.
Unexpectedly, Meng Po actually waved her hand and said: "It's not a debt. If the goddess loses to the Nine Nether King, Xiu Demon King, and the power of these soul-suppressing soldiers, they will all belong to me. After all, except for the goddess, no one can be called...
Of course, there are actually two of my opponents, but they are all trapped in a state of drunkenness and dreams."
Hearing what Po Meng said, I finally came to my senses and couldn't help but laugh: "So Po Meng, you are waiting for me."