Chapter 242: The Result of His Own Death

A child who looked to be about two years old sat on Tang Jing's right shoulder, the child was wearing a pure black gold-edged dragon robe, two small tiger teeth seemed to be unwilling to be covered by the lips and slightly pushed up the corners of the mouth, a small tip appeared mischievously, a small black horn similar to an adult's thumb in the middle of the forehead was slightly upturned, short black hair, a tip on the left and right sides of the head, the color was pure black, the size of the thumb, and the length of the middle finger.

The delicate and flawless face was now covered with horizontal and vertical cracks, and the bare body was also full of terrible cracks, like a porcelain doll on the verge of breaking.

"Yo, your appearance is really miserable! It's a far cry from the invincible appearance of the Ten Halls of Yama who played with the Ten Halls of Yama and fought all over the Heavenly Gods and Buddhas. ”

One person and one golem are old friends who have not seen each other for a long time, first say hello, and then complain about the miserable situation of the other party at this time.

Tang Jing wasn't curious at all that the Le Demon God would suddenly appear.

Compared to the plan to exterminate the little saplings suddenly launched by the throne, or the three seals of the throne that were opened by chance, these unexpected events, he would not be too surprised when the Le Demon God appeared in any way.

Because he had already imagined in his mind countless scenes where he appeared, what he could think of, what he couldn't think, none of them pulled down.

It is very common for a person and a ghost doll to talk about homely things, but it makes the two girls and a raccoon dog who are watching like falling into an ice cellar.

The Le Demon God floated in front of the little sapling, stretched out his little hand and stroked the equal seal on the little sapling's forehead, and was amazed: "The kid is very good at playing! I thought you could at least survive for a hundred and eighty years before you could open the three seals of the throne, but I didn't expect it to be opened in advance because of this little thing." ”

The little sapling's lips trembled in fear, and in front of this person, it couldn't even rise up the slightest bit of resistance, and there was only endless fear in its heart.

From this ghost doll whose whole body exudes pure black aura, whether it is the little sapling, or Messia and Claire, they all feel the incomparable terrifying pressure, which is a tremor from the soul, the instinctive fear of death and unknown creatures.

"Don't you feel very embarrassed to attack them?" Tang Jing asked calmly.

The ghost doll-like Le Demon God laughed, and because of his laughter, Tang Jing's entire sea of consciousness began to tremble.

Tang Jing's face suddenly twisted, as if he had been attacked by some terrifying attack, the turmoil of Zhihai, and the great pain of his spirit were reflected on his face in an instant.

Tang Jing had no doubt that as long as the laughter of the Le Demon God continued for another two seconds, the three of them would definitely die.

Fortunately, the laughter stopped in time.

Tang Jing raised her head with difficulty and checked the status of the little sapling, Messia, and Claire.

The two women, the spiritual power of the fox is almost transparent, and it is only a little bit worse, and it will completely dissipate on the spot.

Tang Jing put the two girls on the armrest of the throne with difficulty, and as soon as they were put down, they were directly paralyzed on the throne.

"Shoot, do you have any misunderstanding about the unbounded powerhouse? If you weren't the host of the throne, you would be able to stand in front of me calmly and speak?"

"Who else gave you the confidence to think you could talk to me on an equal footing?"

Tang Jing gasped for a long time before he raised his hand and grabbed his head.

I don't know when to sit

The Le Demon God on Tang Jing's head turned a blind eye, and still used a small hand full of cracks to rhythmically tap Tang Jing's head.

The palm of his hand kneaded his forehead, "Your temper is still as bad as ever! You're here to play a game, right?

"It doesn't matter, if you can't find it, you can't find it, anyway, it's just to pass the time, do you think that you I caught it casually, what fun can I really bring me?"

"Or else? Do you want to call yourself stupid, paying so much for a useless toy?"

"Hey, what you say is really reasonable, pay the price, you have to take back something, it's big or small, you have to have it. ”

"Then please leave my sea of knowledge, and you can't let your opponent play games with you in this state, right?"

"Hawkers, yes, I originally gave you hundreds of years to develop to the saint level or god level, but now it's so much advanced, the previous game content needs to be overturned, little mole ant, I'm going to rebuild a game that suits my two current states now, you have a good rest and recover yourself." With that, he was gone.

Tang Jing smiled bitterly.

Grandma's legs, what a sin! It turns out that the opening condition of the game is actually the opening of the three seals of the throne?

I knew that this was the case, and the labor and management were desperately trying to be a chicken? I married Messia's sister and Claire, and lived without shame and irritability for more than a hundred years, and I made money with blood! Why did I make myself so tired?

As a result, he tried his best to improve himself, and in the end, he dug a sinkhole for himself?

Why do you want to think so much? It's not good to eat well and wait for death? Why do you want to think about things so complicated? With the strength of the Demon God, if he is not strong enough to a certain extent, he will be able to raise his interest and play games with him?

Ordinary people plant a melon, why don't they have the habit of eating the melon vine before the melon bears fruit, don't you have to raise the melon seedlings, and the melons that bear fruit will be picked only when the melons are ripe?

Tang Jing's eyes were blank, and she wanted to cry and look at the sky without tears, and she once again killed herself!

I don't know how long it has been, but Messia suddenly asked, "Jing! is he the enemy you talked about?"

Tang Jing smiled bitterly and nodded.

Messia was speechless.

She had thought that Tang Jing's enemy was a high god, and she had also thought that it might be a terrifying existence with a sequence, but at present, it was far more than that.

"To what extent?"

"It's above the zodiac! I don't know how many layers it is up!"

Messia is desperate, the zodiac is already the most powerful existence in the historical records of the Western Soil, and the stronger existence is probably only that group, born with the world, and is now known as the ancient gods of the devil.

"Teacher, is there a chance we can win?" asked Claire suddenly.

"Yes. ”

Messia raised her head and looked at Tang Jing, whose face was calm.

Tang Jing patted the armrest of the throne, "No matter how strong he was before, he is just a prisoner now." ”

"And I am the master of the throne. ”

Claire's eyes lit up, this was her teacher, even if she was so strong

The big enemy is still full of confidence.

The little sapling was also full of pride, and suddenly felt that the terrifying guy just now was just like that, obviously he was a prisoner, and he dragged it to 2580,000 yuan, and scared the baby to death.

Messia's heart sank to the bottom, Tang Jing is not a person who likes to talk big, how confident he is now shows how weak he is in his heart.

"We're all in this together. She still chose to believe him, even if the enemy was stronger than she had imagined.

He was her husband, and if he lost, he died with him, and that's it!

"I need to be quiet and think about it. ”

Messia, who had recovered a lot of mental strength, said directly to Claire and the little sapling: "Let's not disturb Tang Jing, let him think about how to face it later...... The little sapling tells her mother what just happened. ”

Knowing the seriousness of the matter, the little sapling and Claire jumped off the throne and walked to the side.

Messiya suddenly turned around and stared at Tang Jing, "Don't do anything superfluous for me, you should know who I am, if you dare to do anything superfluous, I will definitely do a bunch of things that will make you die unpeaceful." ”

Tang Jing helplessly bent her index finger and rubbed her forehead, not daring to look at her.

She guessed what she wanted to do!

"Understand, or don't understand, choose one of the two. Messia asked in a domineering tone.

Tang Jing heard the decisiveness in her voice.

Tang Jing could only nod helplessly.

She smiled and jumped off the throne, unhurriedly catching up with Claire and the little sapling.

At this time, the little sapling and Claire didn't know what they were talking about, they were all excited, and they couldn't see the fear of the coming disaster.

Messia caught up with her brisk steps and joined the conversation.

Please! Don't be so confident in me, okay! This opponent is not a self-confident nemesis like Fitzrayne, nor is it a demon of the academy who is powerful but has obvious weaknesses, but an unpredictable opponent.

It's a difficult thing to live in front of him, every time they meet, Tang Jing would rather be cleaned up by the Le Demon God and scold him, why?

Normal people will definitely not do this kind of thing that hurts the enemy a thousand and harms oneself a thousand and a half, and the Coke Demon God will! If he is allowed to be idle and feel bored, he will do anything, and the demon race is such an unreasonable creature.

From the King's Hall to the fighting method of the gods and Buddhas of the heavens, breaking the world barriers between the earth and this world, the Le Demon God is crazy with this kind of unremembered price, and he broke through.

Arriving in this world appeared in a strange space again, but he did not panic at all, and continued to use self-mutilation, playing with the Seven Gods and a terrifying being who had clearly reached the sequence.

And the price he paid was from a boy who was about six years old to a ghost doll who was now about two years old, as if it could be broken at the touch of a button.

Even so, Tang Jing didn't see the slightest regret in looking at him, as if as long as he could play and have fun, he didn't mind paying any price.

If he hadn't needed the throne as a medium at that time, breaking down the barriers of the world, and going to other worlds to have fun, he wouldn't have made a bet with himself at all.