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Chapter 5261 Shocking every step of the way

 The two of them and the cat left Hunter's house, said goodbye to the little wizard who was sent out the door, and walked on the wet path in the dim morning light.

This is the case in London. It's foggy almost every morning, which makes the weak sunlight seem like it doesn't exist. It's gray everywhere, and you can't see farther than you can at night.

Mother Ye covered her nose with a handkerchief in disgust. She wanted to leave the street and just said:

"Prolaya's creations have no beauty at all and they smell terrible."

Obviously this was talking about the smell of those headless zombies. Although it had almost dissipated, she still didn't like it.

"Oh, have you seen them too?" Su Ming lowered his head and lit a cigarette. He squinted his eyes and blew out the smoke, waiting for Mother Night to lead the way.

Now I don't know where Proraya is. Only Mother Ye knows how to get there, and I have to wait for her arrangements. All I need to do is chat with her.

"I can feel the presence of those inferior products without looking."

Mother Ye, who did not rely on vision, led him to another path, preparing to change to another street. Her palms were constantly fluttering with a handkerchief in front of her, full of the grassroots style of an aristocratic woman:

"The headless corpses were originally human, but my frizzy sisters are too vulgar. They should have been the same as my maids."

She said they were sisters, but the implication behind her words was that she still looked down upon Prolaya.

"I see. So ma'am, where do you think their heads went?"

Su Ming was waiting for this opportunity to immediately ask prepared questions, wanting to see someone else's more experienced perspective.

As I said before, the person who knows Prolaya the best, besides herself, must be Mother Night, who is a walking intelligence source.

With a naughty look on her fat face, Mother Ye glanced at the death knell, closed her eyes with a smile, but still strode on the cobblestone road:

"She stole the "Book of Destiny" and snatched a special starfish. Now her resurrected body still has no brain. What do you think she will do? Just stick to your guess."

She said something, but she seemed to say nothing.

"I do have an idea, but I just don't know what to do." Su Ming also laughed, walked out of the alley, and came to another street. There was no smell of corpses here: "If you can tell me, madam, I can

I’ll feel more at ease.”

It's always right to be polite. In fact, Mother Ye is easy to deal with. Just follow her flattery and that's it.

Su Ming was confident that he could deal with any upcoming problems, but wouldn't it be better if he just let Mu Ye do the work and rest by himself?

"Don't worry, I'll keep you safe." Mother Ye nodded in agreement. She made her promise and glanced at the cat licking its paws again: "Even if I'm negligent for a moment, won't I still have my cat son?"

Among her surviving children, she obviously still likes cats the most, even though Mimi is not technically her son.

But she seemed to be able to see the shadow of Morpheus in A Thousand Cats' Dream.

"Meow? Mother, if you take action, it won't be my turn to bite, right?" The cat's tail was rolled up, and it looked like it was slacking off: "You and Auntie will have a good fight in a while, and Deathstroke and I will

How about being responsible for cheering you on?"

This negative attitude towards cats is the best way to please Mother Night, who likes such lazy and lazy children.

Reaching out to touch the cat's head, she said softly:

"I hope it goes so smoothly. To be honest, I really don't understand my sister sometimes. She may do things beyond my imagination. In this regard, she is more like a human being. She always has all kinds of strange things.

Think about it, don’t talk anymore, let’s go and make a break with my sister.”

When we came to another street, the air became better and Mother Ye's mood also improved. She was about to activate her ability to teleport everyone to the battlefield.

She is such a person, doing things depends on her mood, which can be regarded as a sense of ritual in life.

The teleportation distance this time was probably very long, because even Su Ming felt a little dizzy. At least the teleportation from the Night Garden back to the small attic was not that uncomfortable.

It was as if the whole body was wrapped in a towel, and then invisible hands were constantly tightening the towel, as if they were trying to squeeze out all the water from the human body.

However, considering Su Ming's physical strength, this is only a minor problem, and it is the same for the cat. It became like a thin tapestry, attached to the shoulder of the death knell, but the small mouth on the plane still opened and closed, and was still there.

Meowing.

There was only darkness in her field of vision, but the blue mother night was shining brightly at this time. Starlight was flowing on her skin, and her head was held high. On the contrary, during the teleportation process, her momentum became stronger and stronger.

If at the beginning, when Su Ming saw Mu Ye, she gave the impression that she was the neighborhood committee aunt who was soaking in the bathhouse, the kind who was overweight, suffering from diabetes and hyperlipidemia.

But now, the aura she exudes unintentionally is that of a veritable goddess, giving people a feeling very similar to God, only more ethereal and less real.

Looking at her face, which is still a little chubby, she seems to be very beautiful.

However, Su Ming also knew that this was the work of human subconsciousness. People would find majestic and magnificent natural scenes beautiful, and the same goes for nothingness with infinite possibilities.

"Your physical fitness is not like that of a human being at all. It's very good." Mother Ye praised Deathstroke and suddenly changed the subject: "You also have traces of the concept of time on your body. Originally, I thought that if you couldn't hire a suitable person,

'Time' God, then let you come and reproduce with me, and I am also willing to help you."

"Pfft!" The flat cat laughed. It had not received any professional training, and it certainly couldn't help laughing when it was time to do so.

It has long seen that Deathstroke is the most traditional kind of human being. Simply put, he is a visual animal. He may respect his mother's powerful power, but he will definitely not regard her as a suitable spouse.

However, as the person involved, Su Ming was not happy at all after hearing what Mother Ye said. Even if he was willing to go to bed with a conceptual entity like his cheap cousin, he would definitely not choose a fat woman.

Yes, he knew that the fat and ugly image was just an appearance, but he couldn't accept the concept of nothingness. If possible, he hoped that the universe would never come to an end.

There is a contradiction between the two sides. Mother Night expects all things to return to the void, while Su Ming hopes to see eternity. The two sides' ideals can be said to be completely opposite.

In exchange for Mu Ye's help, I deliberately did not mention these points of disagreement, but I still had to be clear-headed and not really think that Mu Ye was my comrade.

At least it's definitely not the case now. Whether it will be the case in the future depends on Agamotto's performance. He has a very heavy task.

When Su Ming thought of the word "heavy", he was happy because he thought of a pun joke. He nodded politely to Mu Ye and replied with a smile:

"It's an honor for me to be favored by you, madam, but I'm just an ordinary human being, and the concept of time relies on the power of external objects. I'm not worthy of you at all."

"It turns out it's a foreign object." Mother Ye showed a clear look. She did not continue the topic, but said: "It's about to arrive, you hide behind me."


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