The Realm of the Dead is a world that is only black and white.

Even if three suns rise in the sky at the same time, you won't feel the slightest warmth in this world.

It's like an old black-and-white photograph, silent, with memories of the past.

The thoughts of the living for the deceased can make the living fall.

The gratitude of the deceased to the living can sublimate the deceased.

However, the dead are gone, and the living are like this, and everything will eventually return to the original point.

It's like now.

"I'm going to strike in little Ron form!"

The Goddess of Death waved forward with a serious face.

She sat on Ron's broad shoulders after turning into a dragon, and commanded the emerald green dragon with a body length of 100 meters to fly in the direction of the [Immortal Grassland].

That was the first stop of the day's trip for the two, and the final stop of the day.

"Whoosh!"

The dragon pierced through the air, and although Ron was already faster than the speed of sound at this time, it was strange that the sonic boom cloud that usually accompanied him did not appear.

The rules here seem to be completely different from those of the normal plane.

The Goddess of Death lay on top of Ron, admiring the speeding scenery below.

Although this world is only black and white, although the dark earth has long been full of bones, although the grass and trees here have been seen countless times.

But at this time, she felt extremely happy in her heart.

Her long, silky and delicate hair wrapped around her narrow, cheerful forehead like waves, and a few mischievous strands of hair flew out as if a halo of light enveloped her.

The goddess of death's pure white hair was combed into two long braids and hung over her ears, fluttering backwards in the wind.

Unlike usual, the white braid is also tied with two pink silk bows, which adds a girlish atmosphere to her.

It was the leftover ornament that Ron had bought for Vivien in the royal capital, and he threw it into the storage space.

I don't know what's going on,

When she woke up today, the goddess of death pestered Ron to comb his hair.

And she also saw the storage items in Ron's space through some ability, and at a glance fell in love with the two pink bows placed in the corner, and noisily asked Ron to put them on her.

Ron was a little strange and felt that an existence like the Goddess of Death should not care about such trivial matters.

But when he thought of the goddess's soft hair and her mysterious personality, he felt that he could fulfill her request, which was the only way to get closer to the big guy.

Anyway, it won't drop a piece of meat, will it?

So, Ron took on the role of a temporary Tony teacher and began his performance.

Don't look at him like this.

In his previous life, in order to save money, Ron also bought a razor to cut his own hair, and even fantasized that it would be good to open a Ron hair salon.

Well. Usually he ends up with a labor reform.

While recalling the braiding skills he learned online, he practiced them in his hands.

Ron had wanted to give Death a double-ring braid similar to Celestine Luculus's.

After all, it was also a goddess, although life was more miserable after encountering the Black Beast Mercenary Group.

It's a pity that Ron obviously doesn't have the talent for this, and he doesn't know how to do it, so he just braided the goddess of death's originally smooth long hair into a messy grass nest.

If Tina had seen this, she would have to laugh at him for a whole year.

Fortunately, with his unremitting efforts, he finally got those two braids out, and barely pressed down the messy hair.

It's a pity that Yu doesn't hide his flaws

Ron looked at his debut novel with a complicated expression.

This new hair style doesn't seem to look as good as the long hair that originally spread out naturally.

The dream of opening Ron Hair Salons seems to have gone out of business before it even began.

However, the owner of the hair was in a good mood, and he didn't look angry at all.

Although the craftsmanship is terrible, the goddess of death still gives him a full star rating.

Not for anything else, just because "Mr. Tony" is Ron.

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After tying her braids.

The goddess of death urged Ron to hurry up and head to today's travel destination.

One of them was a god and the other was a demigod iridescent dragon, and it was clear that breakfast was completely unnecessary.

For Ron now, even if he hasn't eaten for thousands of years, it's no problem.

His usual energy consumption is basically enough to draw mana from the air, and food is no longer necessary for his survival.

"Whoosh-"

Wrapped in the power of protection, the dragon rushed to its destination at a speed that was almost impossible to find with the naked eye.

Ron could feel that his speed had reached a limit under the blessing of the Guardian Power, more than ten times faster than the speed he had previously made from the royal capital to the Red Clay Plateau!

He felt that his body was being pulled at an extremely fast speed, and if there was no protective power, just this pulling force at extreme speed would cause his body to suffer a little injury.

The air whistled around it, but it didn't produce the deafening sound of a sonic boom cloud as usual.

The pure white True Spirit Sea in the sky and the dark earth complement each other, and under the black soil is the place where countless corpses and bones are buried.

Against a background entirely of black and white, the body of the 100-meter-long emerald green dragon stands out.

It felt like an all-oil character in an ink painting.

The style of painting has changed!

Where the dragon has passed

The countless colossi of the undead roaming the earth lined up in a long line to salute him on his knees.

The sound of bones colliding sounded like a prayer.

for their gods.

Of course, none of this had anything to do with Ron.

The main reason is because of the white-haired and black-eyed goddess of death who sits on his shoulder, smiling like a naïve little girl.

Ron looked at the huge skeletons of countless different races, half-kneeling in salute to him, although he had seen it once when he came, he was still shocked when he saw it a second time.

He knew that these undead colossas were devotions to the goddess of death, and that they were powerful and valuable beings in this plane, and that the energy fluctuations in each bone colossus were no less than that of a demigod!

While their image is somewhat terrifying and terrifying, their piety and loyalty are impeccable.

"Anyway, you live here every day, haven't you seen enough of the scenery here?"

Ron grumbled as he sprinted forward with the goddess of death.

In fact, he didn't want to travel in such a place full of death, especially when he was accompanied by a god who ruled over death.

It always feels like a prelude to something big in a bard's story.

If it weren't for the goddess of death who had to take him with him, Ron would rather stay in that tower of death and sleep for seven days and go back.

The goddess of death lay on top of him, enjoying the feeling of the breeze blowing through his hair.

She replied with a smile:

"Because little Ron wasn't here before."

"If you look at it alone, no matter how beautiful and amazing the scenery is, it is incomplete."

"Cut"

Ron pursed his lips and didn't refute the remark.

In his previous life, he had also tried to travel on his own before graduating from college.

But it happened to rain at the travel destination on those days.

There's no way, you can't live up to the round-trip fare of 1400 yuan, right?

So this trip, which cost a total of 3,000 yuan,

Ron walked around the deserted tourist attraction for two days with his umbrella in hand before taking the ride home.

That sad feeling of being lonely and abandoned by the world is still fresh in his memory.

Since then, whoever tells him how cool it is to travel alone, he will smile disdainfully.

"I said."

Ron looked at the black and white grassland that appeared faintly in the sky, and said helplessly:

"Then why don't you just teleport us over? This meadow is too far away from the Tower of Death, and I've been flying at full strength for almost 3 hours! ”

At Ron's current flight speed, three hours would be enough to traverse the entire Cullen plane.

But in the vastness of the realm of the dead, which contains the true spirits of the entire multiverse.

That's not even enough distance to fly from the Tower of Death, which is located in the center of the Realm of the Dead, to the relatively nearest Grassland of the Dead!

If the Goddess of Death uses the power of the realm, she will be able to reach her destination in the blink of an eye.

Here, she is the only true god, and no god can be her enemy here.

"The scenery along the way is so beautiful, why don't you stop your hurried steps and enjoy the scenery along the way."

The goddess of death said with a serious face.

With that, she leaned on Ron's shoulder, patted the diamond-like dragon scales gently, and hummed a strange tune in her mouth.

"Time waits for no one, so does the scenery, don't be too entangled in the present, don't worry too much about the future, when you have experienced something, the scenery in front of you is not the same as before."

Her voice is as pleasant as a wind chime, and it makes the listener feel refreshed.

Although Ron had never heard the song at all, he always felt that the song was familiar.

"What's the name of this song?"

Ron asked curiously.

"Nian"

"It's such a strange name, it doesn't correspond to the lyrics at all."

Ron frowned and spit mercilessly.

Listening to Ron's evaluation, the goddess of death seemed to suddenly think of something interesting.

Her eyes narrowed into slits, she covered her mouth and chuckled in response:

"yes, it's strange that the fool who created Him is also weird."

"Ahh

Ron sneezed in the air and rubbed his nose in annoyance.

Grandma's, who's cursing me!

As the grassland on the horizon got closer and closer, you could faintly see ghostly white light clusters floating on the pure black meadows, and large areas of bellflower grass fluttering and swaying gently with the light clusters.

"The Afterlife Prairie has arrived."

The goddess of death suddenly stopped humming and spoke.

Instantly, before Ron could react, she gently jumped off the dragon's body and flew towards the meadow below that glowed with a glowing white light.

"Little Ron, we fly faster than anyone else, and whoever lands first wins."

"If you win, I'll tell you something you want to know~~"

Ron hesitated, then swooped down with the goddess.

"You're running away! It doesn't count! ”

Roar roar,The next chapter is the origin of the system.,Written for three months with the label of the system flow.,Finally the answer is going to be revealed.,Book friends can guess the origin of the system in advance in the comment area.,There is a prize for answering correctly·· *

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