Chapter 466 My Sister's Legs Are Not Legs, Spring Water by the Seine

"..." Mephisto's forehead couldn't help but jump. Even though he always claimed to be a wise man among the dimensional demons, completely different from Dormammu's brainless reckless guy, he couldn't help but be so angry at Bai Ye's words that he couldn't suppress his usual Yuya. Let me call you dad, are you worthy?

When I was born, even the earth didn't exist!

In other words, even the ancient god creator who created life on earth is probably not as old as me. Even Xisong, he is my junior who grew up watching me.

First there was creation and then there was heaven. I am free before creation!

I was born only 138 years old, and 100 eras is a year!

Do you understand what the gold content of innate demons is?

Bai Ye smiled with a fake smile, and had no intention of compromising at all.

Come to trade with me, first use Xisong's Dark God Book to trick me, if I don't know Xisong, don't know the Dark God Book, and read and use it randomly after getting it, sooner or later, Xisong will target me.

After I saw through his scheme, I took out the Book of Vishanti, which I had passed through two dimensional demons, Marduk and Mephisto. Can I use it casually?

Do you really think I'm an idiot?

You, Mephisto, always like to hide... If you think I'm an idiot, don't blame me for thinking you're a coward.

Mephisto looked gloomy, and looked at Bai Ye, who was wearing the Ice God of War Armor. The air was filled with tension and oppression.

"Is there really no room for negotiation?" In Mephisto's eyes, dark red light flashed, like two burning flames, revealing a dangerous signal.

Bai Ye just smiled faintly and said lazily: "You call yourself a wise man of hell, but you don't even understand the most basic trading rules. Do you think your tricks can deceive me?"

Mephisto has always been doing business without capital and risk. All responsibilities are borne by the other party of the transaction, and the pursuit is to make a profit without capital.

He didn't think he was wrong in doing so, but he just met someone who knew what he was doing today.

Of course, I have bad intentions ≠ you can humiliate me!

The mother-style was killed in seconds!

"Okay! Let's talk again." After weighing the pros and cons, Mephisto took a deep breath, forced down his anger, and said in a cold tone: "Then I will take the Dark Book and the Book of Vishandi, and only exchange me for that rebellious son, is that okay?"

It was unnecessary for him to fight Bai Ye here, because if he used less power, he couldn't beat Bai Ye, and if he used more power, the old bald guy Gu Yi would come when he smelled the smell, and it would definitely be a two-on-one fight, so why bother!

If you win, you will go to jail, and if you lose, you will be hospitalized!

You have to know that his hell dimension is coveted by countless demon gods in different dimensions. If he is beaten and seriously injured, someone might join forces to invade his dimension.

"Hmm..." Bai Ye thought for a moment and nodded: "That's fine."

He sealed Black Heart, and there was no use for this thing. It was not bad to return it to Mephisto in exchange for some useful knowledge.

As for the Saint Vanganza Contract... Hehe, if Mephisto doesn't want to bleed a lot, don't even think about taking it back.

He could see that Mephisto came to him now, and Black Heart was just a secondary tool to cover up his tracks. His main purpose was to get the Saint Vanganza Contract.

Mephisto tried to make himself look calmer, then nodded, and the two magic books in his hands disappeared and appeared in front of Bai Ye, floating in the air, waiting for Bai Ye to receive them.

Bai Ye stretched out his hand, and the two magic books slowly fell into his hands as if they were summoned.

In the deep night, the mist was like a dark veil, shrouding everything around in mystery and haziness.

"Black Superman, we will definitely meet again!"

Mephisto had an unpredictable smile on his face. He said a few words, and his black heart intertwined with the surrounding fog, forming a twisted vortex. Mephisto's figure gradually blurred in the vortex and finally disappeared completely.

This game is not over yet, we will come again!

"Threaten me?" Bai Ye laughed, his mouth slightly raised, revealing a contemptuous smile: "Tsk! If I'm afraid of you, I won't be called an ancestor!"

He reached out from his pocket and took out a cigarette box, took out a cigarette from it, put it in his mouth, and then lit it with a lighter. As the light blue smoke slowly rose...

The fog gradually dissipated, revealing the twinkling stars in the night sky.

...

Asgard, Asgard Prison.

In the prison cell, Loki sat alone on the stone bed, with his hands crossed on his chest. His eyes were less cunning and unruly than before, and more unwilling and resentful.

He was not his biological son, the love he longed for, the pride of the prince, the future and the past, all did not exist.

In order to gain the recognition of his old father Odin, he even had to kill his biological father, deny his blood relationship, and prove himself to his patriarchal father at the same time to stabilize his social position.

But after Odin woke up, he was still the same as before, only focusing on Thor, his biological son. He was imprisoned for a hundred years, and no one cared about him.

Sure enough, adopted people are adopted.

Loki laughed at himself.

At this moment in the dead of night, the Asgard prison seemed particularly quiet, and the moonlight shone through the thick clouds, sprinkled on the solid stone walls, casting mottled light and shadows.

There was silence all around, except for the occasional sound of the breeze blowing through the treetops and the slight footsteps of the guarding soldiers in the distance.

Suddenly, a breeze passed by, and the originally clearly visible environment was gradually shrouded in a layer of light mist. This mist did not come from the outside world, but suddenly rose from the depths of the prison, permeating every inch of space.

In this hazy mist, a figure slowly appeared.

He was an elegant old man. His gait was calm and firm, as if every step was stepping on the node of time. There was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, as if everything was under his control.

Mephisto!

Lao Deng came to Loki's prison and looked at Loki calmly: "Son of Odin."

These words hit Loki's heart like a heavy hammer, making him straighten his spine involuntarily.

Loki's eyes became sharp and he stared at Lao Deng: "What do you want to say?"

"I'm just feeling pity."

"What's a pity?"

"It's a pity that as the son of Odin, you ended up like this. You were supposed to be the most dazzling star in Asgard, but you fell into the abyss of darkness due to a temporary loss of power." Mephisto said: "You have Endless wisdom and power could have brought light and hope to Asgard, but now, you can only live here."

He looked at Loki with deep meaning: "But I believe that you still have a chance to change your destiny. As long as you are willing to let go of your past obsessions and find your own path again."

"..." Loki's expression changed and he looked at Laoden for a long time: "As far as I know, you are not from Asgard, right?"

"Obviously." Mephisto smiled slightly and admitted frankly: "Who in Asgard dares to disobey Odin's imprisonment order against you?"

"So what do you want?" Loki stared at Lao Deng, with a hint of questioning and scrutiny in his eyes, and said coldly.

"I just want a promise from you."

"promise."

"When you ascend to the highest place, do what you can for me."

Lokis paused for a long time and nodded: "Okay, when I become the king of Asgard, I can do one thing for you, but you can't embarrass me in this matter!"

He was still unwilling to accept it. He had been imprisoned for hundreds of years, watching helplessly as the old man died, and Thor ascended the throne and became the king of Asgard, but he himself could only spend a long time in this cold prison, unable to do anything. Can't change.

However, Loki did not give up. He always believed that he still had a chance to change his destiny. He would defeat Thor, become the king of Asgard, and regain his throne and glory.

Mephisto smiled noncommittally.

"Okay, then we'll make an agreement."

Mephisto stretched out his pale and slender hand, and a piece of parchment magically penetrated the strong and complex magic circle around the prison, and was delivered directly to Loki as if it were nothing.

Loki's eyes widened and he couldn't believe what he was seeing. Asgard's magic circle was like paper to this old thing?

He glanced at Lao Deng in surprise, then reached out to take the parchment, and saw their agreement written on it in ancient characters. Every word exuded a faint light and had magical power.

"This is our trade contract." Mephisto said calmly: "After signing the contract, even gods cannot violate the rules of the trade, and neither can Odin."

Loki's expression was gloomy and uncertain. No matter how stupid he was, he understood that this old man's identity was by no means ordinary. He was probably Odin's enemy. This time he came to lend his hand to deal with Odin.

"Okay!" Loki gritted his teeth and signed the contract directly: "Who told that old guy to be unkind in the first place? Then don't blame me for being unjust!"

If he didn't sign this contract, he wouldn't even have a chance to stand up, but if he signed it, he could still give it a try.

As for what to do next, it’s up to you.

"very good!"

Seeing Loki signing the contract and the parchment burning up, Mephisto nodded slightly, turned around and left, disappearing into the mist.

next moment.

Loki appears outside the prison.

…

New York, beyond prison.

Bai Ye opened the "Book of Emperor Weishan", turning the pages slowly under the caress of his fingertips, and looked at it casually.

The content is really all-encompassing, from ancient magic spells to mysterious cosmic knowledge, every page seems to contain endless mysteries.

"good!"

Bai Ye put away "The Book of Emperor Weishan" and read it slowly when he has time in the future.

As for the "Book of Darkness", he doesn't even bother to take a look at it now.

"Hmm... maybe when I go to Japan, I can give the "Book of Darkness" to my old father-in-law, Kuro Rido, as a betrothal gift?" Bai Ye said, touching his chin.

Even a piece of toilet paper has its effect, and the "Book of Darkness" is certainly much more powerful than toilet paper.

As the night got darker, Bai Ye returned to the prison with a satisfied look.

In the prison, jade bodies were lying around.

But no one could know that a battle that could destroy the entire New York had almost broken out right next to them.

Bai Ye arrived next to Cindy Crawford, reached out from behind her and hugged her, feeling her softness.

My hands began to fish unconsciously.

This woman's figure is really well maintained. Her legs are convex and curvy, especially her legs, which are long, white and thin. The lines of her legs are smooth and firm, her muscles are firm and strong, and there is not a trace of excess fat anywhere. All exude health and vitality.

My sister’s legs are not legs, they are spring water on the banks of the Seine.

In her dream, Cindy Crawford seemed to feel something, frowned slightly, and unconsciously clamped her legs.

Bai Ye's fingers gently slid across Cindy Crawford's skin, causing a series of subtle tremors.

Her body gradually relaxed under Bai Ye's touch, as if she was immersed in this tenderness and couldn't extricate herself.

In this quiet night, Bai Ye and Cindy Crawford's hearts gradually became closely connected, as if they had become a whole.

Cindy Crawford's body became softer and completely melted in Bai Ye's arms. She closed her eyes, enjoying this rare intimacy and warmth, and at this moment forgot all the troubles and constraints.

The next day, the sky was as blue as a wash, as if it had been carefully wiped gemstones, flashing dazzling light, and the clear blue seemed to be able to wash away all dust.

As the sun rose, the golden sunlight shone through the sparse clouds, like golden sand, and fell on the ground, covering everything with a layer of golden coat.

Bai Ye and Johnny were in sync, got up and did some morning exercises, went through the prison plot again, and got on the bus to go home.

"My butt hurts!"

Cindy Crawford limped and got on the bus. She sat next to Bai Ye with a painful expression on her face.

Seeing this, Bai Ye couldn't help laughing. He approached Cindy and said with a teasing tone:

"Haha, let me massage you!"

Cindy Crawford had a hard time walking today because she had too much fun last night.

After hearing this, Cindy Crawford's face flushed. She looked at Bai Ye with a reproachful look, and reached out to hit Bai Ye: "It's all your fault!"

"How can you blame me!" Bai Ye said righteously: "It's all Pan Jinlian's fault!"

"Ah?"

"If Jinlian's window hadn't been opened, the support pole wouldn't have fallen. Dalang would have been safe, and Wu Song wouldn't have had to go to Liangshan. Without Wu Song's capture of Fang La, Fang La would have won the world. Without Kang Jingshi, the Jin soldiers would have stopped outside the Great Wall! Cixi wouldn't have been behind the curtain, ceded land, or paid compensation! Without the compensation as military expenditure, Japan couldn't have launched World War II! Without the fisherman's profit, America would have lost its world hegemony! The prison we stayed in last night wouldn't have been because the concrete wall was too high and there was no light... The root cause is Pan Jinlian!"

"..."Cindy Crawford: You're too good at talking nonsense!

Okay, it's actually all because of last night. The light was too dim, which led Bai Ye astray.