Unexpectedly, the weakness of mental power actually affected the control of the power of death.

Although it can release magic, it can't perform too precise operations.

It seems that only the most primitive method can be used.

The hand placed on Chen Yan's waist moved slightly downward, and Li Meng drew in under the skirt again.

But one hand prevented Li Meng's right hand from attacking.

And the owner of this hand can only be Chen Yan.

Chen Yan's beautiful face became slightly ruddy, but she looked at Li Meng with gratitude.

Chen Yan knows what the master wants to do. This is a gift and an honor.

Because in the first legion, only three generals were lucky enough to get the mark of death bestowed by the master.

Today, however, the master gave her the mark of death.

"Master! The power of death in your body is very messy, let go of the Mark of Death for the time being."

Although she didn't know when it happened, Chen Yan knew that her master was not in the state. As a ghoul, Chen Yan was very sensitive to the power of death. She knew that some problems had happened to her master.

Is it because of this underground trip?

It seems that the master's underground journey is not so smooth.

Regarding Chen Yan’s nervousness, Li Meng patted the hand that was afraid of hindering him, and said softly: “It’s okay, it’s just a small problem. This death mark can’t be stopped. Although it cannot be directly transferred from the outside, it can transfer elements through the combination of the body."

Her face was red, and she had already guessed what the master was going to do.

No wonder the master made such a move just now.

With a slight smile, Chen Yan looked at Li Meng shyly, and said softly: "Master! Leave everything to me."

After that, in Li Meng's puzzled eyes, Chen Yan left her master's embrace, pulled a strand of hair away from her forehead, and knelt down.

Looking at Chen Yan under him in a daze, Li Meng was clear.

This little girl, this trick again...

As a man, there are some things that you cannot refuse.

Today's return is destined to be another absurd day.

In the enjoyment and pain, the transmission of the power of death finally ended.

At the center of Chen Yan's eyebrows, the sword-shaped imprint was completely formed, and I saw a black halo flickering, and the black sword-shaped imprint was hidden under the skin.

After tidying up her slightly messy coat, Chen Yan stretched out her right hand and stroked her eyebrows.

She could feel the mark of death, and there was an extra memory in her mind that did not belong to her.

Looking at Chen Yan's gorgeous red lips, while being quite surprised, Li Meng also got an extraordinary experience. I have to say that Li Meng has tasted the satisfaction of being a man in Chen Yan.

Only when he was with Chen Yan would Li Meng be so messed up.

Putting away the messy thoughts in his heart, Li Meng got up from his seat.

Looking at Chen Yan standing by her desk, Li Meng said: "The knowledge in the inheritance is very important. Although your foundation as a second-generation "ghoul" is a little thin, it does not hinder your future development. Although your ghouls are unsatisfactory in terms of combat, they are only compared to the ghouls and Shiji. The future development depends on you."

"For you, the Mark of Death is just my protection for you. Don't rely too much on it. It will not be good for your future development."

Chen Yan nodded her head as if understanding or not.

"Puff!"

Unexpectedly, Chen Yan suddenly smiled lightly.

Chen Yan's sudden laugh made Li Meng very curious.

There must be a reason for this sudden smile.

"What are you laughing at?"

The curiosity in his heart, even Li Meng could not help but gossip.

Pursing her lips, Chen Yan said softly: "It's nothing, I just thought of the master. The master has clearly transcended the "ordinary" existence, yet he is still so interested in the pleasure of human flesh."

It turned out to be because of this...

What's so funny about this.

"Then what kind of existence should I be in your heart?"

With a slight smile, Li Meng asked back.

Chen Yan put away her smile, looked at Li Meng seriously, and said, "That's great! If the master is really like a "god", that is what I fear most, at least now I can see The smile of the master can also personally feel the existence of the master. Between gods and people, I hope that the master is more like a person. This is definitely not my personal opinion. I believe that the three generals are consistent with my thinking."

God?

For a long time, although Li Meng called himself a "death god", it was only a recognition of the "power of death".

From beginning to end, Li Meng had no expectations of becoming a "god".

Besides, what is God? God is just a fantasy of mankind, the product of many expectations.

When the power is strong to a certain level, it is naturally "God."

With a light tap on that forehead, Li Meng smiled and said, "Your little mouth is sweet. What you say makes people so comfortable. Okay, I won't disturb you at work. Don't forget it in your spare time. Go back to the temple, don’t let me come to you."

The master's intimacy made Chen Yan's face blush, but her expression was no longer twitchy. She looked at Li Meng with extremely soft eyes, and whispered: "I will. Master, don't bother me when the time comes."

With a faint smile, Li Meng withdrew his hand from Chen Yan's forehead.

"Master! Do you want me to take you back?"

It's not close to the temple, and Chen Yan also wants to give it away to the host.

"no need!"

Being able to fly, being able to become spiritual, since it has such a convenient ability, there is no need to do so.

Li Meng rejected Chen Yan.

Before leaving, Li Meng told Chen Yan: "The Qingcheng affairs will be dealt with as soon as possible. Soon, I will go to Bentley. You can go with me. The Soul Language Chamber of Commerce will enter Bentley for development sooner or later. Take advantage of this opportunity to learn about Bentley's market."

Li Meng's Yan'er made Chen Yan so happy.

This is the first time the master has called her so affectionately.

And the master's words undoubtedly made Chen Yan happy.

This time the host Bentley plans to bring her on this trip. How can she be unhappy?

How can you refuse?

With a faint smile, Chen Yan looked at Li Meng as if she had eaten a peach, with only infinite tenderness.

She spoke slightly, and Chen Yan said softly: "Master, don't worry! Yaner will prepare it in advance."

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