Baby Serendipity: The Whole World Fell In Love With Me
Chapter 613 - 612: Invite her to be a guest in the Underworld

Chapter 613: Chapter 612: Invite her to be a guest in the Underworld

Mianmian felt pretty gloomy.

While she was sleeping, she suddenly saw someone.

This person said he was Hypnos, and that he had been ordered by the King of the Underworld to invite her to visit the Underworld.

"I really don’t want to go," Mianmian flatly refused.

She was very sleepy and exhausted, and all she wanted to do now was to sleep.

But Hypnos wouldn’t listen, saying that if she didn’t go, he would be punished by the King of the Underworld and such. Seeing Hypnos looking so pitiful, with tears streaming down his face, Mianmian was completely annoyed.

"Why should I go, Mianmian is very busy."

She had to speak in American Language which annoyed Mianmian even more.

After all, he was a foreign god; it had nothing to do with her.

Thinking about this, Mianmian confidently lay down again, "I really don’t want to go, maybe tomorrow."

This time her refusal worked, and Hypnos disappeared on the spot.

Mianmian breathed a sigh of relief and was about to continue sleeping when Ayu’s voice sounded, "Mianmian, there’s a strange Divine Consciousness approaching."

The next second, a man with profound facial features, dressed in a black outfit, appeared in front of Mianmian.

Just from a single glance, Mianmian understood why Ayu said the man’s Divine Consciousness was strange. The man was surrounded by black mist, which gave anyone who saw it an impression of death.

However, this kind of black mist was different from the Dark Qi found on the sea floor.

Guessing who the man was, Mianmian felt depressed: "Even if the King of the Underworld himself has come, Mianmian doesn’t want to go to the Underworld. Ah, Mianmian is not from your side of the world, why come to disturb Mianmian’s sleep?"

She didn’t even understand why the King of the Underworld in America would be Hades.

Mother had said America had only been founded a little more than two hundred years ago and had no history of its own. When Mother visited as a tourist, apart from some bizarre creatures, she didn’t find any gods from America.

If she could see her mother now, Mianmian would definitely tell her, "The gods in America are like those in many other Western countries. The King of the Underworld is Hades, and he looks a bit like my eldest great-nephew."

This resemblance referred to their aura.

At the beginning, Su Chenjin had a similar aura to that of Hades, looking at people with an indifferent glare, exuding a chilling majesty, as if he could freeze someone with his presence.

"You must come with me."

Mianmian’s guess was correct, the person who had come to find her was indeed Hades, the Western King of the Underworld.

After Hades spoke in a commanding tone, he tried to wave his hand and transport Mianmian directly to the Underworld.

To his surprise, although he waved his hand, things didn’t happen as he had expected. Mianmian stayed right where she was, not enveloped by his deathly aura nor taken to the Underworld.

Hypnos reappeared at this point and whispered, "That’s why it’s really not my fault I couldn’t take her away, it’s just impossible to do so."

Hearing what Hypnos said, Mianmian felt even more confident.

She had thought the Western Gods would be formidable, but it turned out Hades couldn’t take her away at all. If it had been an Eastern deity, they would definitely have managed.

The previously irritable Mianmian suddenly felt victorious, "Hehe, just go, if Mianmian said no, it means no."

Little Bun said this while sticking out her tongue and making faces at Hades.

Hades, being a deity, naturally had handsome features. His silver hair and pale face became clouded with gloom, anger brewing in his deep, profound eyes. Even in his rage, he looked incredibly attractive.

Mianmian, who was a little obsessed with appearances, couldn’t help looking at Hades a couple more times before muttering, "Uncle Cui is also very handsome, and the nephews are handsome too, Uncle Xuan Wu is also very handsome, ah, but the charm of Westerners is not quite the same as that of Easterners. Still, Uncle Cui, the nephews, and Uncle Xuan Wu are handsomer."

When Mianmian mentioned Xuan Wu, she remembered that when she arrived in America, Xuan Wu said he was going to participate in the King’s Glory autumn competition and was too busy to accompany her.

Uncle Xuan Wu, addicted to his games, once again became the subject of criticism.

Little Bun’s muttering was heard loud and clear by the two Western Gods who were present.

However, not understanding Mianmian’s Dragon Kingdom Language, they thought she was cursing them in her dialect, which angered Hades so much that he disappeared on the spot with a wave of his sleeve.

Hypnos looked at Mianmian a couple more times, seemed like he wanted to say something, but in the end, he left without uttering a single word.

Mianmian assumed the two guys didn’t want to take her away, and soon she fell into a deep sleep. However, her sleep wasn’t as sweet this time; she was disturbed by some noises from outside.

"I said we should use every method to wake them up, including inflicting pain. Charlie, you must agree, or they might..."

The speaker was Sai Ya.

Sai Ya spoke Dragon Kingdom Language better than Charlie did.

When Mianmian opened her eyes, she saw Sai Ya arguing with Charlie and rubbed her eyes, "What are you guys talking about?"

Charlie, seeing that Mianmian was awake, heaved a sigh of relief, "See, there’s no need to induce pain; Little Auntie is already awake."

Mianmian looked at one, then at the other, still not understanding.

Lilia explained that Sai Ya had smelled something and came over not long after she’d fallen asleep. They said there was a scent of death on them, which could mean they might have been targeted by the Western God representative of death, the Death God.

The Western Death God and the Underworld King are not the same entity. The Death God is an ominous deity that can easily take lives away. With one swing of his scythe, he can snatch a person’s life.

Hearing this, Mianmian quickly turned to look at Yang Xian, and her groggy mind from lack of sleep instantly woke up with a start.

The Dark Qi on Yang Xian was very strong!

Mianmian immediately stretched out her hand towards Yang Xian’s head.

The moment she reached out, she entered Yang Xian’s Spiritual Residence, where she saw him fighting a man dressed in black with a hood.

Inside Yang Xian’s Spiritual Residence, half was pure white while the other half had turned completely black. Both were wielding long weapons, trading blows back and forth, seemingly at a stalemate.

But Mianmian knew from her perspective that the Death God’s Dark Qi was more prevalent.

This meant that Yang Xian was only barely holding on.

Indeed, just as Mianmian thought, Yang Xian was having a really hard time. He felt a lag with every move, unable to flow as smoothly as when practicing alone back in Dragon Country.

If he hadn’t practiced how to fight before, he would have likely been taken away by the strange guy with the scythe by now.

The fight was getting tougher and tougher.

Yang Xian feared he wouldn’t be able to hold on much longer and might actually die in a foreign land.

As he frowned with worry, suddenly a surge of strength entered his body.

Yang Xian felt invigorated, and with a horizontal slash of his Three-pointed Two-edged Knife, he sliced directly across his opponent’s waist.

As the opponent attempted to wave his scythe again, Yang Xian struck down once more, causing the foe to vanish in a wisp of black mist.

Yang Xian sheathed his knife and turned around to find Mianmian there.

Mianmian grinned, "Yang Xian, you look so cool when you swing your knife."

Yang Xian looked away for a while before speaking, "Did you help me?"

Mianmian nodded vigorously, "Yes, you were fighting the Western Death God just now. We’re not from this Country, so we’re restricted in fighting here, that’s why we have to cooperate."

"That’s what my mom told me, isn’t she amazing? She thought of everything!"