Meng sighed and turned around and splashed the water of the moon!

The moon was drenched into a chicken, and the accident happened so suddenly that she was unprepared, and when she reacted, she found that the flame on her body was completely extinguished!

However, the burn is still burning, being watered out of cold water, and it is comfortable, but it is still painful.

Meng looked at her in a complicated way and said helplessly, "I don't know why, I'm not always very patient with you."

Then, Meng said: "This is the water of the Forgotten River, although it can extinguish the flame on your body, but this is only to solve the urgent need, after all, it can not cure you."You don’t have much time left, what other wants?What I can do for you will do for you as much as possible."

The moon shook its head and said, "It's over, I don't have anything I want to do anymore."

“It’s easy to satisfy!”Mon laughed.

The moon sighed, and she turned around, hiding Master's body under the altar, and added a seal to ensure that no one would find Master's place in the next 4,000 years.

After all this, she raised her hand to wipe the sweat on her forehead, but as soon as she raised her hand, she found herself burned into a charred arm...

Her face instantly changed.

Panicked and examined his body, where it was burned by black flames, there was no inch of intact skin!

Not even a little awareness!

She touched her face and asked the monk and the snake in front of her, “How is my face?”"How are you?"Is it the same as before?”

The snake: “...”

Although there was no word, the snake's eyes had already told her the answer.

Meng sighed and said, “What kind of face does the dead still care about?”

“Of course I care!”The moon cried out in pain, “After 4,000 years, I have another chance to see Master again.”But if I become such a ghost now, what face will I take to see Master in 4,000 years?”

She fell on her knees in front of Meng, clung to her thighs, and begged bitterly, “Meng, you are God, you must have a way to get me back to the way I was.”Didn’t you just ask me if I had any more wishes?Well, I’ll tell you now, my last wish now is to go back to the way it was!”

To tell the truth, Meng was startled by her actions, and when she heard the words of the moon, she had regained her calmness, and she looked at the moon with pity, and couldn't help but say: "Month, you see you now this humble look of love, I can't believe that what is on my knees now is the most powerful witch in the world, the person who killed the gods!"

Moon asked, “Is there any way do you have to get me back to my original appearance?”

“Yes.”

“Help me!”

Meng sighed and said, “But what would be the use of even me to help you?”You are the body of the slain god, that power can be destroyed even by God, even if I restore your body to the same way, but your soul is still cursed, still will be ash, even if you do not fly the smoke, you can not re-enter the reincarnation, get a new life!"

The moon said, "You're serious, but what I do know is that after 4,000 years, my soul has really experienced countless reincarnations and come back here."

Meng was surprised: “How is that possible?”

The moon said sincerely, "It's true."

Meng finally couldn't stand, she bent down to help the moon, asked with concern: "Tell me, what kind of future do you see?"

The moon looked at her for a moment, and for a long time, she showed a smile.

"I forgot."The moon whispered.

Meng pushed her angrily: "You don't forget, but you don't want to say it!"Don’t forget that you’re still begging me, and if you don’t tell me the future you see, I won’t help you achieve your wish!”

Moon smiled and said, “What does it mean to say too much?”If you want to know what the future will look like, wait for the day 4,000 years later!Don’t worry, the future will only get better, it won’t get worse.”

“The first time I believed you, you killed the gods!”

The moon is embarrassed to maintain a polite smile.

After staring coldly at the moon for a while, Meng said helplessly: "It is just that you are a dead person, and your soul is cursed by the gods, even if I restore your body to the same way, your soul is still extinct because of the curse!"What do I do with a dead man?”

With that, she pulled out a porcelain about the size of a vase and threw it on the moon.

The moon opened the bottle cap, looked inside, it was a pot of bright colored blood!

“What is this?”The month asked.

Meng said: "This is the blood of the zombie king, a demon we just caught a while ago."It was a strange zombie, he was different from all the zombies, his skin was soft, he could talk and laugh, just like a living person.He gave him a living from blood, and the kings of hell could not kill him, so he was imprisoned under a deep pond and released his blood, hoping that his blood would be destroyed when his blood was lost.But his blood seemed inexhaustible, and the more he was flowing, the more hept, and eventually formed the thirteenth hell of our hell in the blood pool!The blood of the subject is strange, which can keep the human body alive forever, but it can corrupt the soul.This is the first blood that comes out of the subject's body, and if you put it on your body, you may be able to recover as it is."

The moon looked down at the bottle.

The blood in the bottle was not a full bottle, but a fraction of it.

That's...

She slched her mouth and looked at Meng: “Meng, your face should not...”

Meng touched his face, rolled a cozy white eye, and snorted, “Is there a woman in the world who doesn’t want to be young forever?”Even more, like me, who lives and is in heaven, I hope that I will not grow old!Do you want me to live ten thousand or a hundred thousand years with the appearance of old age?Don’t joke, I can’t stand it for a day!”

Not to mention the moon, even the snakes were shocked!

Half-scented.

The moon only breathed a sentence: "You gods...it is a great taste!"

Meng grunted again: "Less, don't you also need to restore your beautiful appearance by the blood of your subjects now?"Find a place, take off your clothes, and smear the blood on yourself, so that you can go to your master in 4,000 years."

With that, Meng disappeared, and she may feel that she was inconvenient to be present when she was about to undress and paint her blood in the month.

After Meng disappeared, the moon showed a faint smile, she hugged the bottle Meng gave her, whispered: "Thank you, Meng!"