The Journey of the Rainbow Dragon.

Chapter 178 The Goddess of Death Is Smiling

Accompanied by violent energy fluctuations, a voice familiar to Ron echoed throughout the black and white world.

"It's all here, why don't you come to see me?"

Although there was no emotion in the voice, Ron knew immediately who it was coming from.

"I Zhuo, Goddess of Death?!"

The corner of Ron's mouth twitched slightly, and he stared blankly at the Tongtian Avenue in front of him.

The mass of black death air slowly opened a path for him to go straight to the tall tower in the center of the black and white world.

The giant undead skeletons along the way all receded to the two sides, and fell respectfully to the ground.

Apparently, that's where the goddess of death lives.

I should have thought of it earlier.

Since this is the Realm of the Dead, then of course, who else could have its owner besides the Goddess of Death who claims that [Realm of the Dead] is her home? !
"Ahem, I suddenly remembered that there is something urgent at home."

"My eighty-year-old bedridden mother and the child who is waiting to be fed are still waiting for me to go home to nurse, so I won't disturb your old man, let's go first~"

Ron looked at the tall tower in the distance, explained a few words with an awkward smile, then turned around and ran away.

While turning around and running away, he instantly attached all his protective power to the dragon wings, bursting out at an unprecedented speed!

Slipped away
"I came here because I was crazy. Did you see that old woman who died? Damn it!"

Even if he has been promoted to a demigod, Ron absolutely doesn't want to meet a god with at least great power outside the main plane

Ron fluttered his wings and ran wildly, recalling how the Goddess of Death kicked the Goddess half to death, and his mind became more determined to run away.

Although the goddess of death had always treated him well when she appeared on the stage before, she was very friendly.

But this is also one of the most dangerous manifestations!
Don't forget, this is the personification of death who claims to be.

Although it's a bit narcissistic to say that

But Ron claimed that most of the dragons or gods who had seen his real body would be attracted by the extreme beauty.

Dragons such as the Succubus Queen Merchant and Shirley are good examples.

In case this Goddess of Death doesn't want me to leave here because she likes her too much
Thinking of that situation, Ron's scalp tingled, and he wished he could run back to Karen to go home and sleep.

He tried his best to sprint out of the realm of the dead, and at the same time tried various teleportation spells, trying to get out of here.

then
Ron looked at the woman in black who suddenly appeared in front of him, and slammed on the brakes.

The slender dragon's kiss stopped at a distance of less than ten centimeters from the tall and straight mountain of the goddess of death.

"Little Ron, you are flying in such a hurry, where are you going?"

Looking at the expressionless white-haired sister in front of her, she was wearing black and white velvet pajamas and a black cap.

Ron simply gave a standard French military salute to the other party.

"Cough, cough, sister death, why did you come out~~"

"It's so windy outside, look, your snow-white and smooth hair has been blown to pieces."

"I really don't want to run, I'm just thinking about going home and finding you a hair rope to tie your hair~~"

At this moment, Ron smiled obsequiously, watching the Goddess of Death say something unbelievable.

"Really? Then I have to thank little Ron for his concern?"

The Goddess of Death looked at the rainbow dragon running the train with its mouth full in front of her, and couldn't help but chuckle slightly.

Her facial features are very delicate, her skin is as white as milk, and her long, smooth hair is as shiny as satin, and her whole body is full of the mature beauty unique to Yujie.

Ron looked at the smiling goddess of death standing in front of him, and his scalp tingled.

The corners of his mouth are stiff now, his smile is uglier than crying, and he is crazily complaining in his mind:

"It's a long life!"

"What is the death star shining?"

"The genuine Goddess of Death in front of me is smiling at me!"

The goddess of death didn't speak, she just tilted her head and looked at Ron, her pure black pupils reflected the figure of the emerald green dragon.

That long pure white hair was windless and automatic, and some even floated to Ron's dragon kiss.

A strange scent penetrated Ron's nostrils along the hair, making his nose itchy. He wanted to sneeze, but he was afraid that his actions would annoy the boss in front of him.

"I don't know what brand of shampoo this great god usually uses. Why does his hair smell so fragrant?"

Ron thought to himself.

"I used the bluebell water~~"

The Goddess of Death responded with a smile.

"Oh."

Ron replied subconsciously, but then discovered something was wrong.

He opened his eyes wide, looked at the laughing Goddess of Death, and asked in disbelief:

"You, can you hear my heart?"

The goddess of death nodded, and generously admitted the fact that she had eavesdropped on Ron's voice.

"That's right, this is my domain, even if Ai Ou comes here in person, I will eavesdrop on my heart~~~"

Then she muttered again:
"So that guy never dared to come to my domain to chat with me."

Hearing this, Ron's pupils shrank slightly.

I seem to have heard some big secret?
Is the creator god of the star world, the creator of the dragon race, the ancestor of all dragons, known as the Nine-faced Dragon God, Io still alive?

"No, He died a long time ago, the grass on the grave is probably this high."

The goddess of death measured the height with her hands up and down, then turned her head to look at Ron, blinked playfully, and replied with a smile.

Ron looked at her speechlessly, the corners of his mouth twitching slightly.

He didn't say a word just now, he was all thinking in his heart, this is Chunchun playing with his heart through the clairvoyant, right?
"Can you, stop eavesdropping on my mind?"

"That's very rude."

Ron said helplessly.

This feeling of being peeped into privacy really makes Long uncomfortable.

If he couldn't beat him, he would have already
Cough cough, stop, don't think about this!

Ron forcibly stopped the "battle" scenes that he wanted to recall in his mind, and quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, I didn't think about some outrageous things, such as the goddess of death's big white legs
"I'm stupid, stop! Don't think about it!"

Ron scolded himself in his heart, while quietly checking the reaction of the goddess of death.

"Oh, ok~~"

To Ron's surprise, the boss nodded obediently, and then stopped talking, as if he had really turned off the ability to listen to other people's voices.

"Is it so nice?"

"No way? Is the goddess of death still a natural fool?"

Ron subconsciously thought about it in his heart, and then suddenly realized something, and quickly looked at the goddess of death nervously.

Nine-colored pupils and black pupils looked at each other.

"Huh? What are you looking at?"

The Goddess of Death tilted her head and looked at Ron suspiciously.

Seeing the ignorant look on the other side's face, Ron quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's okay, it's okay, I'll just take a look"

He made a haha, and after careful observation, he confirmed that the other party really kept his promise and did not activate the ability to eavesdrop.

Think about it too. 11
For a concept god like the Goddess of Death who stands firmly on the level of great divine power or even higher, what good is it to lie to yourself about a small rainbow dragon?

Looking at the pure face of the goddess of death, and then thinking about my rebellious thoughts just now
Out of guilt, Ron said casually:
"Um, isn't it too good for me to call you Sister Death all the time? May I know your name?"

After saying this, Ron wanted to punch himself in the heart.

"Ron, Ron! What the hell are you talking about! Shouldn't you be thinking of finding an excuse to slip away, why are you chatting with others!"

The goddess of death didn't think so much, she lowered her head and thought for a while, then said:

"Well, I don't seem to have a name?"

"They called me death from the moment I was born, so death is probably my name."

"If little Ron doesn't like the name."

"Oh, oh, death is good, it sounds good."

Ron responded with an awkward smile, while quietly thinking about what excuses he should find to leave the boss.

This is really putting too much pressure on him,
I can't see the group of undead creatures that are taller than the Titans around them, and they are still kneeling up to now, daring not to raise their heads.

Moreover, the souls of the two sphinxes in the heart were like eggplants beaten by frost after the goddess of death came - they died directly.

"Then let's go home, I have prepared tea for little Ron~"

"Oh, it's good."

"Huh? What are you going to do?"

Ron nodded subconsciously, and then suddenly realized that the conversation was not quite right.

"and many more."

Looking at the excited white-haired Yujie opposite, before Ron could yell out, the surrounding environment instantly blurred.

Then one person and one dragon appeared in a spacious black and white bedroom.

Ron looked at the strange ceiling above his head and sighed helplessly.

It's getting farther and farther away from home.

I hope to catch up with the auction at the Dragon Tavern when I go back.

Otherwise, the little golden dragon who pays attention to promises will definitely grind his teeth in anger, muttering and complaining about his broken appointment all day long.
Um?Does that look good too?
"But is the method of movement just now the power of the domain?"

Ron recalled the instant transformation of the surrounding space just now.

You must know that he didn't feel any fluctuations in divine power or magic power, and was directly transferred to this place.

This is if you want to kill the dragon.
Uh, it seems that if the other party wants to kill him, it doesn't need to be so troublesome, it can be solved with a brain collapse.

Ron shook his head to drive away the distracting thoughts in his mind, and then looked around curiously.

The black and white bedroom I am in is spacious and bright, with a simple layout. There is only a hanging metal hanger in the bedroom, a double bed covered with a white fluffy blanket, and a classic wooden rectangular table with mirrors.

Apart from this, there is no other furniture.

Everything seemed very neat and orderly.

The white-haired Yujie took off her pointed hat and black robe, revealing the plain white dress inside, and her plump figure made the dress very three-dimensional.

This dress doesn't look like a medieval style, but has a bit of the fashion style of Ron's previous life.

"Welcome to the Tower of Death. This is where I usually rest. Little Ron, you are the first creature to come here as a guest in the past three cosmic years."

She casually hung the coat and hat on the hanging hangers, suppressed her excitement, and turned to look in the mirror.

A girl in only black and white is reflected in the mirror.

She picked up a circular utensil similar to a comb and gently combed her long hair, but she was muttering something inaudible.

That beautiful face looked a little weird under the two monotonous colors of black and white.

"Really? Then I'm really 'lucky'"

Looking at the weird atmosphere in front of him, Ron was secretly glad.

Fortunately, this is the home of the goddess of death, so there is no need to worry about the operation of ghosts crawling out of the mirror.

Speaking of which, she should be the biggest ghost in horror stories, right?

The white-haired sister Yu stretched out her hand to tie her waist-length hair behind her back, shook her head slightly, and then tidied her hair more neatly.

Looking at her perfect profile and graceful body, Ron couldn't help but wonder:
This sister of death is so beautiful. Among all the gods and people I have seen so far, there is no one who can compare with her in appearance.

Well, I can barely be three points more beautiful than her~~~
The appearance of the goddess of death is very simple, and it takes less than 10 minutes to change into a home-style dress.

After all, she doesn't need to put on makeup for an hour or more like ordinary women
The white dress danced without wind, and the long, smooth hair blocked Ron's prying eyes.

The goddess of death stretched out her arms and gently stretched her beautiful body, while looking at Ron and asked curiously.

"By the way, what did you say you were waiting for?"

"No, it's nothing, I just want to say that you can wait and walk slowly to see the surrounding scenery."

"Oh, I thought you wanted to escape again~~ Don't worry, I'll take you to my house after drinking today's tea. This should be your first time here, right?"

".Yes"

Ron showed a smile uglier than crying, and lamented in his heart:

"What the hell, it's really dead home!"

After tidying up her clothes in front of the mirror, the goddess of death turned her head to look at Ron, and said with some excitement:
"Little Ron, wait for me here, I'll get 'tea', remember not to wander around~"

As she spoke, before Ron could reply, she hurriedly opened the heavy iron door and ran outside to get 'tea'.

Before leaving, she closed the heavy iron door casually.

The weight of the rebounding iron door pressed against the door frame, and there was a loud bang, which made Ron's dragon's tail stand on end in fright.

Looking at the dark door, Ron, who was standing there, had a glint in his eyes.

Ron could feel that it was just an ordinary door, and he could get out with a light push and regain his freedom!

Now three thoughts were running through his mind:

"Should I sneak away? Or should I sneak away? Or should I sneak away?"

This place was so weird that Ron really didn't want to stay any longer.

But what he didn't notice was.

With the departure of the goddess of death, the items in the entire room seemed to become more and more "active".

"I'll just go out for a stroll and try a few new teleportation spells. Even if the goddess of death finds out, it shouldn't be a problem, right?"

Just when Ron made up his mind, he got up and walked towards the black door quietly.

A childish voice suddenly sounded behind him:

"do not go!"

(End of this chapter)