"Ancestor, your wife's soul dance, has she ever known the method of invisibility?" asked Su Yi.

Jian Tian shook his head, a puzzled look appeared on his face: "The most powerful means of soul dance is the mysteries of the spiritual system, especially for the study of the soul of the spiritual department, except for her teacher Mishura, I am afraid that there is no second person in the world who can beat her." As for the method of invisibility......"

Jian Tian shook his head, and the puzzled expression on his face was even heavier: "The old man has never seen her use this method, but according to her character, she hates strangers seeing her face the most, so after leaving the old man, she learned the method of stealth and avoided the eyes of others, and she didn't know." ”

Su Yi was also speechless for a while, thinking that if he could meet the Mother of Death this time and see her face in person, all the truth would come out.

Where did you think that the other party turned out to be an invisible person!

......

Genting Heavenly Palace, inside the temple.

The Mother of Death swept the two kneeling on the ground, and finally her eyes fell on Su Yi, and she said in a gentle tone: "Su Yi, you have made a great contribution this time. If you have any wishes, just ask. ”

Su Yi was speechless, kneeling on one knee, not knowing what he was thinking.

Seeing that Su Yi bowed her head and was silent, the Mother of Death paused, and added an explanation of the reward method: "You don't know what to ask." For example, in addition to the four supreme mysteries, you can pick one of the eighteen main systems and let me teach them. Or maybe the mystical types you have mastered are enough, and I can pass on your method of fusion to multiply the power of your original mysteries. Or, if you have any other wishes, this seat can mobilize the manpower and material resources of the Temple of Death to fulfill it for you. ”

Su Yi was still speechless, still bowing his head and saying nothing.

Li Ang was on the side, but he was anxious, and secretly tugged at the corner of Su Yi's clothes: "What's the matter with you kid?

Others can go to Genting Heavenly Palace once, and they are so happy that they can't sleep for three days and three nights, not to mention being rewarded by the crown, this Su Yi is good, from the very beginning, his face was full of seriousness as if he was facing a great enemy.

Now it's even more of a lump of wood, and the rewards are all in front of me, and I don't know how to ask for it, isn't this stupid?

Su Yi was dragged by Li Ang and finally came back to his senses.

He raised his head and looked at the empty position with blazing eyes: "Your Majesty, Su Yi does have a reluctant request, I hope you can give it." ”

"Oh, reluctant to ask?" The Mother of Death seemed to be more and more interested in this young man, and smiled softly, "What do you want, but it doesn't matter, as long as it is within my ability, it will definitely satisfy you." ”

When Li Ang heard this, he couldn't help but tremble, he had followed the crown for many years, and naturally understood his master's temper.

The Mother of Death is arrogant and arrogant, a real goddess of coldness, and often dismisses people who don't know each other in a few words.

Going to the Genting Heavenly Palace to meet the person who received the award, Su Yi was not the first. In the past, there were also people who hunted the four supreme mysteries for the crown and were rewarded in person.

But every time, His Majesty is coldly received, and after giving the reward, he turns around and leaves, how can he be so patient as today and interested in the young man he saw for the first time in front of him, how is this possible?

Su Yi has already thought about things when he comes, he has almost learned all the eighteen main systems, and he has also practiced the method of fusion.

The rewards that the Mother of Death could give were not very attractive, what he wanted was the truth, and he had to give an explanation to the thousands of test subjects who had died, an explanation to the Sword Heavenly Patriarch, and an explanation to the Heavenly Dance Academy that had been destroyed.

"Your Majesty. Su Yi seemed to have lightning shining in his eyes, knelt on one knee, and saluted with fists: "Su Yi has nothing else to ask for, neither wants the mystery, nor does he want the method of fusion." I only hope that your majesty can show up and let your subordinates see your true face. This is Su Yi's wish!"

Please show up the Mother of Death to see her true face?

Hearing this, the transparent humanoid sitting upright on the big seat seemed to shake slightly, obviously not expecting it to be this request.

And Li Ang, who was half-kneeling on the ground, also jumped up in shock, and hurriedly saluted to the big seat: "Your Majesty, Su Yi is not sensible, please don't be angry." ”

Li Ang's face turned crimson with anger, and he scolded angrily: "Su Yi, what's the matter with you kid? Quickly make amends to His Majesty! Don't even think about your request, hurry up and change it!"

His shock and anger were not unreasonable, the Mother of Death had never seen her face since she took charge of the Temple of Death, and at most she had revealed her form, hiding her true face under a gray cloak.

In recent years, as his cultivation has become more and more advanced, his temperament has become more and more lonely, and even his body is no longer displayed to people, and he directly turns into a ball of transparent air to meet everyone.

Only hear its voice, do not see its people, mysterious and unpredictable, cultivate to the sky, this is the true portrayal of the supreme ruler of the god of death.

Su Yi couldn't stand on one knee, still clasping his hands into fists: "Your Majesty, Su Yi has nothing else to ask for, I just want to see you." As long as this wish is fulfilled, there will be no regrets in the next death!"

He said this categorically, sincerely, and all his eyes were firm, like a sharp arrow that would rather bend than bend, moving forward, not reaching the goal, and vowing not to give up.

The transparent human figure on the big seat seemed to move lightly again, and there was also a man many years ago, who was also unswerving, rather than bending, and was arrogant, and he was deeply attracted to her.

However, things are not people, she is still there, but the man she admires has been ancient for a long time, and after a long time, Yin and Yang are separated, and there is no possibility of getting together.

Just when Li Ang wanted to pull Su Yi out, the Mother of Death suddenly sighed and said softly: "Little Lizi, you go out first." I have something to say to Su Yi. ”

"Yes, let your subordinates pull this crazy guy out! he's so rude!" Before Li Ang could react, he only echoed and dragged Su Yi again.

The voice on the big seat became slightly angry: "Xiao Lizi, are you not good ears?" I asked you to go out, Su Yi stayed, can you understand?"

Li Ang trembled, and then realized the meaning of the Mother of Death: "Your Majesty is asking me to go out and let this kid stay......?" How is this possible?"

Without giving Leon any more time to react, a wisp of breeze gently rolled down on the big seat, which was very light and light, and seemed to only roll a small piece of paper.

However, Li Ang's body, which was also a hundred or dozens of catties, was blown up by this breeze, like a spinning wheel, rolling several heels in a row and rolling down the hall.

Rumble!

There was a loud bang, and the two doors of the temple, one black and one white, formed by clouds, suddenly closed, tight, leaving no gaps.

Li Ang was locked outside, and in the hall, only Su Yi and the Mother of Death remained!

"The way you look reminds me of a person. The Mother of Death's tone seemed to be sentimental: "Rather bend than bend, move forward." Hehe, people are like swords, and swords are like people...... But in the end, what can we do? If we don't prove immortality, we will end up just a handful of loess. ”

Speaking of this, the sentimentality in her tone was even heavier, as if she was caught in a distant memory, feeling sad for the person in her memory, and sad for her own past.