Chapter 82: Three generations of Meng Po are my mother!
Even though she had been scared like this, she still shouted at me with concern.
"Lin Xing, mom is fine, run!"
"Wu Qiulin, if you dare to hurt my mother. I swear, you will die here today, and when you die, even if you turn to ashes, I will pull you out of the six realms of reincarnation, and then let you endure the torture of the eighteen layers of hell! ”
I'm burning to the limit.
"If you want your mother to live, you just listen to me!"
Normally, in this case, I would discuss it with Su Xiaomei, but now Su Xiaomei still hasn't moved at all.
Take a deep breath, take a deep breath.
I kept telling myself that the more times like this, the more I had to calm down. Impulsiveness will not solve any problems, it will only cause eternal regrets.
By the way, this guy only has the level of a ghost soldier now. I could have killed him with a dementor and multiple ghost arrows!
Thinking of this, my heart calmed down a little, and my anger was suppressed a lot.
"Say, what do you want me to do?"
"It's very simple, you hold your head first and lie down!"
Wu Qiulin looked at me and said.
"Don't, Xiaoxing, let's go, he's not a good person!"
"Shut up!"
As he spoke, Wu Qiulin stuffed a ghostly aura towards his mother's neck.
Now is the time!
In an instant, the dementor is activated!
I clearly felt that Wu Qiulin was stunned.
Golden opportunity!
I'm sure this is the fastest time I've ever used ghost arrows in my life, and in less than half a second, I went beyond the limit to prepare three ghost arrows. It only takes another half a second for Wu Qiulin to fall like a hedgehog.
But that's half a second. But it almost became the most eternal regret.
Wu Qiulin reacted.
I still overestimate the power of the dementor, even if it is a ghost general who has been reduced to a ghost soldier, it is still different from ordinary ghost soldiers.
In an instant, the power of the Dementor vanished.
"Dare to yin me, let your mother die!"
As he spoke, he pinched his mother's neck.
"No !!"
I roared, and my whole body trembled.
And at this moment, I only heard a snap, and something on my body fell to the ground.
A pale golden light pierced through the sky and descended on my mother's body.
What's going on?
I was stupid, but I knew it wasn't a bad thing because of Wu Qiulin's hands. Didn't catch my mother's neck.
The momentum on my mother's body began to climb sharply, ghost soldiers, ghost kings, ghost kings.
With the improvement of strength, the mother grabbed her hair, and it seemed to be full of pain.
In the end, her aura actually surpassed that of the Ghost King!
What's going on?!
I was dumbfounded, and looked towards the light source on the ground.
It's the mirror, the mirror that the King of Wheel gave me!
I didn't have time to think about it before I saw in the sky, and my mother's face had become serious, a look I had never seen before.
"Ghost Emperor!"
Wu Qiulin was scared to pee!
"Offend the majesty of the Emperor, die!"
With just a look, Wu Qiulin's soul flew away.
It was at this point that my mind began to think proudly.
Mother's strength, could it be that she was a ghost emperor in her previous life? I couldn't accept this fact for a moment.
Suddenly, an almost reluctant thought crossed my mind.
Could it be, my mother is the reincarnation of the legendary three generations of Meng Po, right?
Before I could think about it, the golden light dissipated, the mirror returned to normal, and my mother fell directly from the sky.
"Mom, are you alright?"
I rushed over.
"It's okay! Mom is fine! ”
Mom's everything has returned to normal, and the aura of the ghost emperor has dissipated without a trace.
"Mom, what did you just do?"
I asked my mom a little nervously.
Mom sighed at me.
"At that moment just now, there were a lot of memories in my mind that didn't belong to me, and at that moment just now, I seemed to have become a different person!"
"Another person?"
The function of this mirror is to reflect a person's past and present life, so this must be my mother's past life.
"Who is that other person?"
"She is very powerful, she seems to be an official in our legendary Netherworld, I see, others call her, Meng Po! At first, it seemed like she was dominating me, and she was so powerful that she stunned the guy who grabbed me to death. ”
Three generations of Meng Po!
I felt like my whole body was stupefied.
"Are you sure?"
"I'm sure, and that person seems to be very fond of flowers, and there are always a lot of flowers around her." 、
Mom was a little vague at first, but then, it seemed to be thinking clearly.
"Isn't it, a flower with a nearly spherical bulb and a purple-brown film on the outside?"
"That's right, that's right!"
"You are indeed the reincarnation of three generations of Meng Po!"
Although I can't accept it a little, but the living facts have appeared in front of me, my mother is actually the reincarnation of three generations of Meng Po, so am I not the son of three generations of Meng Po?
At the moment when my mother regained her memory, that powerful and unfamiliar appearance should be the legendary third-generation Meng Po, right?
The Ghost Emperor, such a powerful man, originally had nothing to do with my level, but he appeared in front of me alive.
"Son, I'm a little sleepy, and new things are constantly popping out of my head, let's go home and rest first!"
"Good, good!"
I was in a hurry all my life, just thinking about the affairs of the three generations of Meng Po, but I forgot that my mother's current state was not good, and I helped my mother back home.
Fortunately, my father was not alarmed, and I helped my mother to lie down on the bed.
As soon as I lay down, I felt a powerful force spread out in my dantian.
"Lin Xing, are you alright?"
Su Xiaomei's voice reached my ears again.
"I'm fine, how are you?"
"The poison has almost subsided, I can use the strength of the ghost general, so I will hurry up and help you!"
Su Xiaomei said this, a little shocked.
"How did you get home? What about Wu Qiulin? ”
I sighed.
"I was stared at by my mother!"
"What?"
Su Xiaomei looked at me and was taken aback.
I rarely see Su Xiaomei's surprised look, not to mention, her little mouth is slightly open, very cute.
I explained to Su Xiaomei that my mother was the third generation of Meng Po, and after Su Xiaomei heard this, she felt the same unbelievable as me.
But the matter finally came to an end, I asked Su Xiaomei to take a look at my mother's situation, Su Xiaomei told me that this should be the memory of my mother and the memory of the three generations of Meng Po are merging, or it should be said that my mother is digesting the memories of the three generations of Meng Po.
After some careful analysis, Su Xiaomei told me that there should be no danger in this state.
When I heard that, I was much more relieved.
The next day my mother woke up late, she slept until ten o'clock in the morning, and when she got up, we all thought that she had changed at the moment.
Her body still exudes the feeling we are familiar with, but unconsciously, there is a more heroic spirit.
"Mom, how was your sleep last night?"
I asked my mother tentatively.
"No problem, I slept well!"
"Do you remember who you are?"
Still feeling a little wrong, I asked my mom tentatively again.
"You kid, how do you talk?"
Before I could finish my sentence, my father knocked me on the head.
"Your mom won't even remember who she is?"
Mom is also amazing.
"Don't worry, I'm her, and I'm me!"
"You two are still playing dumb riddles!" Wood has a line number.
Daddy looked at the two of us, couldn't stand it anymore, shook his head and left.
Now it's just me, my mother, and Su Xiaomei.
"Your Royal Highness the Phuciophile King, hello!"
My mother suddenly said this, which startled me.
Su Xiaomei knew the identity of her mother's third-generation Meng Po, so she hurriedly squatted down and saluted.
"See the three generations of Master Meng Po!"
My mother is a third-generation Meng Po, and she has seen through Su Xiaomei, which is understandable, but isn't Su Xiaomei the ghost king? According to the arrival, Meng Po is a title of the ghost general.
"This, which one is bigger, the ghost king or Meng Po?"
I'm a little speechless.
"Don't be rude!"
Su Xiaomei lectured at me.
"The three generations of Lord Meng Po are a legend in the underworld, and their status has long surpassed that of the Ghost King, even if it is the contemporary Lord of Hades, they have to salute when they see it."