Mianmian is very depressed.

While she was sleeping, she saw a person.

The man said that he was Hypnos and that he had invited her to be a guest in the underworld at the order of Hades.

"I'm not going." Mianmian refused directly.

She was very sleepy and tired and all she wanted to do was sleep.

But Hypnos didn't listen, saying that if she didn't go, he would be punished by Hades or something. Seeing Hypnos so pitiful, crying with tears in his eyes, Mianmian was so annoyed.

"What are you going to do? Mianmian is very busy."

I have to speak in Mi dialect, which makes Mianmian even more annoying.

Anyway, he is a foreign god and has nothing to do with her.

Thinking about this, Mianmian lay down again with a clear mind: "I really don't want to go, I'll go tomorrow."

This time her refusal was effective, and Hypnos disappeared from the spot.

Mianmian breathed a sigh of relief and was about to go back to sleep when Ayu's voice rang out, "Mianmian, there is a strange spiritual consciousness coming."

The next second, a man dressed in black with deep features appeared in front of Mianmian.

Just by meeting him, Mianmian knew why Ayu said that this man's consciousness was strange. Because the man was covered in black mist, looking at him made people think of death.

However, this black fog is different from the black fog on the seabed.

Guessing who this man is, Mianmian is very depressed: "Even if Hades comes, Mianmian doesn't want to go to the underworld. Hey, Mianmian is not from your side, why do you come to disturb Mianmian's sleep?"

In fact, she didn't know why Hades was the King of Hell in the United States territory.

My mother said that the United States was founded only 200 years ago and has no history of its own. When my mother came to travel, she did not find any gods in the United States except for some strange creatures.

If she could meet her mother now, Mianmian would definitely tell her: "The gods of the United States are the same as those of many other Western countries. The god of the underworld is Hades, who looks a bit like the great nephew at the beginning."

This similarity refers to the temperament of two people.

Su Chenjin was like Hades at the beginning. He looked at people coldly and his aura was so cold that it seemed as if he could freeze people.

"You must come with me."

Mianmian’s guess was correct. The person who came to see her was indeed Hades, the Western God of the Underworld.

Hades said the previous sentence in a commanding tone, and wanted to wave his hand to take Mianmian directly to the underworld.

But to his surprise, even though he waved his hand, things did not happen as he expected. Mianmian remained where she was, and was not taken to the underworld by his death energy.

Hypnos reappeared at this time and whispered, "So it's really not my fault for not taking her away. It's because I really couldn't take her away."

After hearing Hypnos' words, Mianmian became more confident.

She thought that Western gods would be very powerful, but Hades couldn't take her away at all. If it was an Eastern god, he would definitely be able to do it.

Mianmian, who was originally irritable, suddenly became complacent: "Hey, you guys go, Mianmian said she won't go and that's it."

The little kid said this while sticking out his tongue and making faces at Hades.

As a god, Hades is naturally handsome. He has silver hair, a gloomy look on his fair face, and a storm brewing in his deep eyes. Even when he is angry, he looks very handsome.

Mianmian was a face control freak. She looked at Hades twice more and muttered, "Uncle Cui is also handsome, and my nephews and grandchildren are also handsome. Uncle Xuanwu is also handsome. Alas, but the handsomeness of Westerners is different from that of Easterners. But Uncle Cui, my nephews and grandchildren, and Uncle Xuanwu are still more handsome."

When mentioning Xuanwu, Mianmian thought of the time when she came to the United States, Xuanwu said that he had to participate in the King of Glory autumn league and had no time to be with her.

I couldn't help but say a few words about Xuanwu who was addicted to games.

The little kid's mumblings were heard clearly by the two Western gods present.

But they couldn't understand Mianmian's Dragon Country language, and thought that Mianmian was scolding them in her hometown dialect. Hades was so angry that he waved his sleeves and disappeared from the spot.

Hypnos looked at Mianmian twice, seeming to want to say something but stopping himself. In the end, he left without saying a word.

Mianmian thought that the two guys didn't want to take her away, and soon she fell into a deep sleep. However, she didn't sleep well this time, and was woken up by the noise outside.

"I've already said that we must use all possible means to wake them up, including giving them pain. Charlie, you must agree, otherwise they might..."

It was Saiyan who spoke.

Saiyan speaks Dragon Mandarin better than Charlie.

When Mianmian opened her eyes, she saw Saiya arguing with Charlie and rubbed her eyes: "What are you talking about?"

Charlie breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Mianmian wake up: "Look, there's no need to give them pain, the little aunt is already awake."

Mianmian looked at this and then at that, but still didn't understand.

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Lilia explained that she had just fallen asleep when Saiyan came over following the smell. It was said that they had the aura of death, and it was very likely that they were targeted by the god of death, who represented death in the West.

The god of death and Hades in the West are not the same person. The god of death is an ominous god who is more likely to kill people. With a swing of his scythe, he can take people's lives.

After hearing this, Mianmian turned to look at Yang Xianma. Her confused head, which had been waking up from a bad sleep, suddenly woke up.

Yang Xian exuded a strong aura of death! Mianmian quickly reached out her hand and reached for Yang Xian's head.

This exploration led her directly into Yang Xian's spiritual palace, and she saw that Yang Xian was fighting with a man in black clothes and a hood.

Half of Yang Xian's soul palace was pure white, and the other half had turned completely black. Both sides had long weapons in their hands, and the fight was back and forth, and it looked like a draw.

But Mianmian knew that from her point of view, it was obvious that the black energy of the god of death accounted for a larger proportion.

This means that Yang Xian is just struggling to hold on.

The fact was just as Mianmian thought, Yang Xian was indeed having a hard time holding on. He always felt that when he used his moves, there was a sense of lag, and it was not as smooth as when he practiced in Longguo.

If I hadn't practiced how to fight before, I would have been taken away by the strange guy with the sickle.

The more you fight, the more difficult it becomes.

Yang Xian was afraid that he would not be able to hold on and would really die in a foreign country.

As he frowned with worry, suddenly a force entered his body.

Yang Xian was shocked, and when he swung his three-pointed, double-edged sword horizontally, he directly cut his opponent's waist.

Just as his opponent was about to swing his sickle again, he chopped him down again, and his opponent turned into black mist and slipped away.

Yang Xian put away his knife, turned around and saw Mianmian.

Mianmian grinned: "Yang Xian, you look so handsome when you swing your sword."

Yang Xian looked away for a moment before speaking: "You helped me?"

Mianmian nodded vigorously: "Yes, the one you just fought with was the Western Grim Reaper. We are not from this country, and fighting here will be restricted, so we have to cooperate."

"This is what my mother told me. Isn't my mother amazing? She has thought of everything!" (End of this chapter)