Man in Marvel: The Manifestation of the Gods

Su Enxi's eyes widened, and she quickly sat up from the sofa to comfort Jiude Mai.

"I say, Long Legs, don't look for trouble. The boss will definitely find a way to rescue you. We still have to pick up all the handsome men in the world. Have you forgotten?"

"That's you.. not me."

Hearing this, Su Enxi rolled her eyes, without taking her eyes off the screen. She reached out and grabbed an unopened bag of potato chips from the coffee table next to her, tore it open and stuffed it into her mouth.

The slightly opened yukata revealed a large area of ​​snow-white.

Click...

Click...

Even though there was a luxurious dinner specially prepared by a five-star hotel next to her, she would rather eat junk food.

Replenish high energy to ensure she is fully focused and in control of all situations.

Anyway, he is a mixed-race, and a mixed-race with extremely pure bloodline.

No matter how much Su Enxi eats, it will not affect her figure, and those waste substances will be excreted from the body quickly, so overeating is not a big problem.

...

“I may not be able to go back.”

Jiude Mai spoke softly into the phone, as if she was stating a very small matter.

There was no fluctuation in the sound, as if the person who died might not be her, but some other random person.

In other words, Jiude Mai had already prepared to die.

Even if she could go back to her boss, she would not be willing to do so if she had to go back in humiliation and make her boss pay a price for it.

Jiude Mai was wearing a black leather suit that accentuated her figure and made her look taller. She put one hand in her pocket and strolled forward, ignoring the people passing by and the frequent glances at her.

Standing on the Forbidden City Square, looking at the magnificent buildings in front of you, you can smell a faint dragon aura.

After all, most of the emperors and kings with names in history were mixed-race, dragon kings, or second-generation races.

So naturally there is still some dragon aura left here, but it is very faint and almost dissipated.

...

There was a sound of something colliding in the headphones, followed by Su Enxi's scream.

"Long-legged girl! What do you want to do? Hey! I told you not to do anything stupid."

Listening, Jiude Mai lowered her long eyelashes and did not answer.

In the dim night, although the square around him was as bright as day, Jiude Mai's heart had sunk to the bottom and merged with the dark night.

Jude Mai knew that the boss would not abandon her.

Even when she is asked to sacrifice her life, it must be a grand ceremony, sacrificing her in the most critical position, and she will not be abandoned so easily.

But now.. is this considered the opening of a grand ceremony?

Historically, the King of Earth and Mountains once led the Huns all the way westward and finally became the legendary Attila, the King of the Huns.

However, in the history recorded by the half-bloods, the Whip of God, who was the Dragon King, was finally poisoned to death by a half-blood maid.

Chronic poison..

And her boss could naturally get such poison. The little devil Lu Mingze was like a ghost existing in the world.

Lu Mingze’s identity will always be a mystery and will not be revealed until the end.

He knows a lot, but he has never told others in detail. It looks like a bunch of messy dots, but when they are connected into a line and form an image, people will suddenly understand.

But by this time, the boss's plan had already succeeded.

...

"Poison the Dragon King?"

Although she didn't know why the boss thought he could easily poison that shrewd man, Jude Mai still agreed to the task.

The mark of the King of the Earth and Mountains was planted on her body, which meant that whether she succeeded or not, Jiude Mai would die.

If you fail, you will inevitably be punished by the angry king.

But, if successful, she would be buried with an extremely noble Dragon King...it doesn't seem to be a loss at all.

Anyway, this life was given by the boss.

Jiude Mai thought to herself, she hung up the phone with Su Enxi and sighed tiredly.

Prepare to welcome your own destiny.

In order to avoid Su Enxi from calling her again, she simply turned off all the ringtones on her cell phone and put it in her coat pocket.

Just when Jude Mai was looking for a place to sit for a while, the surroundings suddenly became quiet.

Gloomy sky.

Snowflakes were falling quietly from the sky, but they were gray.

Jiude Mai paused and looked up in surprise.

...

At this moment, a voice came into Jiude Mai's ears.

“It’s beautiful.”

This is a voice that Jiude Mai is so familiar with that she can't be more familiar with it.

Jiude Mai's body trembled as if she had been electrocuted. She turned around and saw the person behind her. Her beautiful eyes showed some surprise.

It’s Lu Mingze!

He changed his clothes again, holding an ancient oil-paper umbrella, wearing a young man's long gown, and walked to Jiude Mai with his hands behind his back.

This outfit is out of tune with the surroundings, but it is in harmony with the magnificent building in front of it that has been silent for hundreds of years.

Lu Mingze raised his cute face and looked at Jiude Mai with a smile.

Now this little devil looks like a rich kid from ancient times, or even a noble kid.

Or maybe he was simply a member of the royal family in disguise, because the majestic aura emanating from him could not be faked.

"boss!"

Jiude Mai quickly and respectfully knelt on one knee, and her eyes, which had been as calm as an ancient well, now had a little more light.

"Get up."

The little devil was different from the time he met Lu Mingfei. This time he was aloof and cold. Jiude Mai stood up and stood behind him.

I watched the boss turn around, look around and start walking again, but there was no more bustling crowd looking over here.

They seemed unaware of the heavy gray snow falling from the sky.

...

After a while.

"Boss, I have done everything you asked me to do."

Jiude Mai hesitated for a moment and spoke first: "But...are you sure that small bottle of poison can kill the Dragon King?"

"No, it would be impossible unless a large amount of Philosopher's Stone and liquid mercury were injected into the Dragon King all at once."

To Mai Jude's surprise, her boss shook his head without hesitation, as if he had known that he would fail.

Jiude Mai was silent.

If the Dragon King cannot be killed, then her death... will be meaningless. I wanted to ask this, but didn't open my mouth in the end.

"Pfft, you don't think I'll let you die like this, do you, my girl?"

Looking at the calm Jiude Mai, the little devil comforted this stubborn woman with an expression of defeat.

"It's alright~ How can I bear to let my girl fall into the arms of death."

The little devil said, his voice rising with unparalleled confidence and pride.

"No one can take my girls away from me!"

Jiude Mai's heart paused, and she felt happy, but she did not show it. Instead, she listened in silence.

"This is an invitation letter. Roddy will come to meet me soon."

Lu Mingze raised his head and looked at the falling gray snowflakes. They seemed unreal but very beautiful, with a hint of sadness in them.

He sighed.

"Do you know why the snowflakes that a person's soul sees are gray after he dies?"

Lu Mingze walked forward.

The time around him is not completely still. If he is in his unbeaten period, it might be possible. No, it is definitely possible.

But now.

Everything that appeared before Mai Jude's eyes was only because the little devil pulled her into his own world.

It's almost like clairvoyance.

"Ok?"

Jiude Mai was stunned for a moment: "Because you can't see colors?"

"No, that's not the case. The soul of a dead person will see a more real world."

Lu Mingze shook his head and explained with a smile.

"The snow is grey because it's not snowflakes at all."

Lu Mingze stretched out his hand and caught a gray snowflake, which quickly turned into powder in his palm.

The voice also became cold, like a chilly wind with a hint of sadness hidden in the deepest part that was hard to detect.

"These are the thoughts burned by family and friends when they offer sacrifices to the deceased..."

Jiude Mai suddenly realized that it was no wonder that the snowflakes turned into dust as soon as they hit the ground.

It turns out that it wasn't real snow, but the embers that rushed into the sky when burning paper.