Chapter 1491 The true origin of Meng Emperor, the ghost-faced empress’s first life

Style: Fantasy Author: J GodWords: 2656Update Time: 24/01/13 00:21:24
He and Emperor Meng were strangers.

It stands to reason that there would be no cause and effect.

But he always felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

This feeling is amazing.

When Jun Xiaoyao looked at Meng Emperor.

Emperor Meng's eyes were always fixed on Jun Xiaoyao.

This even made the Little Demon Queen have a hint of surprise in her flowery eyes.

In her eyes, her master Meng Emperor always seemed to have the same expression and had no interest in anything.

And now, Jun Xiaoyao has arrived.

Emperor Meng seemed to be quite interested in him.

Before, it was Emperor Meng who ordered her to go to the Desolate Heaven Immortal Realm.

Although I am curious in my heart, what is the cause and effect between Meng Emperor and Jun Xiaoyao.

But it was impossible for the Little Demon Queen to take the initiative to ask.

After some silence.

Emperor Meng opened his lips and said.

"You guys go down first and I'll talk to him alone."

Mengdi's voice became clearer and more ethereal, giving people the impression of a gentle echo in a dream.

"yes……"

The Little Demon Queen pulled Yan Rumeng and retreated temporarily.

In the hall, only Jun Xiaoyao and Meng Emperor were left.

Meng Emperor, although there is no coercion emanating from his body.

But as the most ruthless person in Jiutian.

Anyone standing in front of her would probably feel pressured.

Even the Great Emperor is like this.

But Jun Xiaoyao was tall and tall, with a soft and polite smile on his face.

Neither humble nor arrogant, calm and measured.

"I think you should have many questions in your mind." Meng Emperor said.

"Indeed, I hope Meng Emperor can clear up the confusion." Jun Xiaoyao said.

Emperor Meng didn't say much.

She slowly raised her jade hand.

next moment.

Jun Xiaoyao's eyes suddenly froze.

Because, a grimace mask appeared on Emperor Meng’s hand!

However, Meng Emperor slowly put the ghost face mask on his cheek.

In an instant!

Throughout the hall, the stars are flowing and the yin and yang are changing!

Vaguely, it felt as if the ghost-faced empress was really here!

"This... you are..."

Jun Xiaoyao's pupils trembled slightly.

No wonder Meng Di, there is no nonsense to explain anything.

A ghost face mask is enough to explain everything!

"I have been waiting for someone, a figure that often appears in my dreams."

"At first, I thought it was just a dream, until I found you."

"I really want to know who you are."

At this moment, Emperor Meng looked straight at Jun Xiaoyao, as if he wanted to see the depths of his soul.

But Jun Xiaoyao still made the same remarks.

"I am who I am, Jun Xiaoyao."

"Really?" Mengdi didn't say anything.

At first, Jun Xiaoyao almost thought that Emperor Meng was the rumored ghost-faced empress.

But now it seems that is not the case.

She should be causally related to the Ghost-Faced Empress, just like the Ghost-Faced Empress and the Mother of Flowers from the Other Side.

Maybe it's not necessarily the ghost-faced empress's reincarnation.

But if this is the case, then the Ghost Faced Empress is indeed terrifyingly powerful.

In her entire life, she could become a restricted area for Jiutian.

"By the way, that shell didn't do anything to you, right?" Emperor Meng suddenly asked.

"shell?"

Jun Xiaoyao was stunned.

Then it dawned on me.

The shell that Emperor Meng mentioned refers to Zhuang Xiaomeng, the true prototype of the Forgotten Kingdom, the ancient fairy mirage!

"Senior Mengdi, it turns out it's you..."

Jun Xiaoyao finally understood.

Why did Zhuang Xiaomeng seem to take special care of him?

At first, Jun Xiaoyao thought that it was simply because he was too charming and could arouse the favor of females.

Now it seems that there is another reason for Mengdi.

But think about it carefully.

Zhuang Xiaomeng, like Meng Emperor, both practices the way of dreaming.

But from this point of view, Meng Emperor's strength should be even more unfathomable.

No wonder it makes other restricted areas fearful.

“There was always a voice in my head telling me that I had a mission.”

"Just to meet you and protect you."

"I never imagined that a being like me would be bound by this kind of cause and effect."

Emperor Meng said with a faint light in his eyes.

Jun Xiaoyao slightly cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, Senior Mengdi, for taking care of me, but if Senior Mengdi is in trouble himself."

"Then Jun, I will never trouble Emperor Meng. I can withstand the subsequent turmoil by myself."

Jun Xiaoyao's attitude is very correct.

The tone is very serious.

He is not the kind of person who is accustomed to relying on others.

Even if it is a divine body, it is something that belongs to him.

Although he is not sure now whether Emperor Meng is the reincarnation of the Ghost-faced Empress.

But regardless of whether it was true or not, Jun Xiaoyao was not so shameless and begged Emperor Meng to protect him.

He doesn't need Meng Emperor's protection either.

"Can you withstand any storm? Do you know how terrifying the next turmoil will be?"

"The five chief priests will wash the fairyland with blood."

"There are other old people in the restricted area, but they just missed the opportunity in this life."

"Not to mention that the Immortal Realm doesn't seem to be monolithic now."

"In this situation, do you still have the ability to turn things around?"

Emperor Meng said.

In such a long time, this was probably the first time she had said so many words.

Jun Xiaoyao still had a polite smile on his face.

"There is an idiom that tells people to conquer nature."

"People are also divided into strong and weak."

"For the weak, these words are but vain consolation."

"But for the truly strong, this is an undying belief."

"I believe that the unrest will be completely ended in my hands."

Jun Xiaoyao stood with his hands behind his back.

There is light in the eyes.

Youthful spirit.

This is Jun Xiaoyao's unique confidence.

Looking at Jun Xiaoyao at this moment, Emperor Meng was stunned for a moment.

She took off the grimace mask on her face, her eyes shining with a faint light.

"Maybe you're curious about my origins, right?"

Hearing this, Jun Xiaoyao hesitated slightly, but still nodded.

Just listen to Meng Emperor's faint words.

"A long time ago, there was a woman who was looking for someone."

"She has gone through life after life and all reincarnations, but she can't find that person."

"Then she came across a seashell and she was inspired."

"Perhaps you can find it if you indulge in a dream."

"So, in that life, the woman has been immersed in dreams and searching."

"Finally, she thought she had found it."

"But it turned out to be nothing more than a phantom in a dream."

"The dream woke up at that moment. She was very sad and wanted to shed this life and become a butterfly."

"But she left behind a shell, a shell forever lost in dreams."

Emperor Meng said this and stopped talking.

Jun Xiaoyao understood everything.

The ghost-faced empress encountered the ancient immortal mirage.

In a flash of inspiration, he came up with a way to enter Taoism through dreams.

But in the end, her efforts were still in vain and she couldn't find the person she was looking for.

So she left.

After a lifetime of practice and the powerful way of dreaming, he finally transformed into a terrifyingly powerful being, the Dream Emperor.

To a certain extent, it is similar to the mother of flowers on the other side.

And Jun Xiaoyao thought.

The reason why the Ghost-faced Empress condensed her whole life into the Dream Emperor.

I am afraid that I have foreseen the epic turmoil that may occur in the future.

So I want to leave a trick to help myself.

After all, the Ghost-Faced Empress had helped him not once or twice before.

Jun Xiaoyao lost count.

But thinking of this and looking at the beautiful and dreamy Meng Emperor, Jun Xiaoyao still sighed in his heart.

Although Emperor Meng is the shadow of the Ghost-Faced Empress.

But for Meng Emperor himself, in the dream world, a person is eternally lonely, waiting for the coming of chaos.

Isn't this an eternal desolation?