Chapter 2211 (1/2)

There are two words on the cover of the book - death book.

To be honest, Bai Mo is very nervous.

He took a mouthful of saliva, touched the leaf of the dead book and opened it.

A sharp white light came upon him.

When white ink opens his eyes again, the original dimness and innocence in his eyes no longer exist.

His black eyes are mysterious and deep, with a dignified solemnity.

This is no longer a small dark room, but a space where nothing can be seen except darkness.

”Is it fun?” He spoke.

A little hoarse, deep voice was not as clear as white ink.

”It's fun.” In the dark, someone answered.

”Who the hell are you?”

”Can you guess who I am? I guess who you are from the beginning The voice was laughing.

It was a woman's voice.

”Originally I did not know, but in this plane, I know who you are.” He deep eyes a squint, ”I said right, ye Yutong.”

”Oh, that's clever. I'm worthy of being the LORD God.” The voice didn't panic after being torn down at all, ”so what? What can you do with me? Xi Ying still has to struggle in the dark space. I still hold the small billion in my hands. Why do you say you don't stay in your God's space and come to the dark space