I wore it after killing the God of Light

Li Mingguang felt that he was going to sleep longer than usual this time, and it was more fragrant.

Although it would be a bit embarrassing to fall asleep right after he fainted after speaking, but he is already so tired, and the truth should not care about what happened before.

After all, the body is still important.

It used to be like this.

He just didn't know where Dorothy moved to him. The bed was not very comfortable, which made his bones hurt a little.

I guess it's been too long since I've come back, and I'm a little obsessed...?

Thinking of this, the mage opened his eyes in a daze, and saw a piece of darkness.

Probably he didn't sleep well.

So Li Mingguang closed his eyes and opened them again, but they were still dark.

He suspected that he woke up blind from sleep.

No matter how you look at the truth, it is impossible to throw him into a place where there is no sunlight at all, such as the basement.

Stretching out his hand to explore, he felt a hard object pushing against it, knocked, and there was a sound.

Is this really thrown into the basement?really.

Pushing away something blocking the light, Li Mingguang sat up.

In order to avoid being hurt by the strong light, he opened his eyes carefully after a while.

...It's still dark, but it's better than the inside, objects can be vaguely seen, and flames are burning on the walls.

Gloomy and dark, he suspects that this is a cellar.He was thrown directly into a certain box in the cellar before.

"Hiss... Is the truth so extreme?" He couldn't help complaining, struggling to get up, and grabbed something that was under him.

It's the one that's been cracking his bones, probably some cargo.

Holding the white bone skull, facing the two large and translucent round frames of the skull, Li Mingguang fell into deep thought.

He just realized that something seemed wrong.

He wasn't in any imaginary box at all, it was a coffin that closed him.

Well, it can now be ruled out that the truth did it.

How could the truth be so perverted.

Sorry mother truth, misunderstood you.

Due to his previous preconceived ideas, he didn't notice his own situation and changes. Now that he came back to his senses, he didn't know what to say to the familiar palm.

There used to be a scar on his hand, which was left when his hands were accidentally shaken when making potions and the material exploded, near the tiger's mouth.

The scar was turned into a small flame pattern by him.

Exactly the same as what he saw now.

It would be even better if he wasn't wearing a very weird long dress with large embroidered lace sleeves.

He thought he just fell asleep, but when he woke up, he found that he had returned to his original body and was lying in the coffin in close contact with the skeleton.

...and in women's clothing.

In a sense, Li Mingguang actually felt that this was indeed the life a legendary mage should have.

It's just too legendary...!

- No wonder!

If he remembered correctly, didn't he just put his ashes away not long ago?What's going on with this now?

Those magic bombs were so powerful that they took out most of the planes. There's no reason why they couldn't even burn a small corpse.

After much deliberation, he felt that it was still a matter of death.

It's the god of death.

Climbing out of the coffin with his skirt in hand, Li Mingguang felt uncomfortable.

Not to mention that the skirt is too big, but the upper body is still exposed.

Looking down at his non-existent chest, Li Mingguang felt ashamed.

However, there is no material around that allows him to change into another set of clothes.

The skeletons in the coffin might count, but Li Mingguang refused to reconstruct them and put them on his body like cloth.

Intimate contact with unknown number of dead people or wearing women's clothing?

He chooses the latter.

Let's wear women's clothing.

As long as no one sees it, women's clothing is successful and not women's clothing.

And compared to women's clothing, it should be more important to find out where he is now, and then run away before that brat of death finds out that he is alive.

The god of death should have brought him to the kingdom of death.

Li Mingguang remembered that he had fought with the god of death a long time ago, and had inquired about the situation here, thinking about how to escape if he was defeated and caught.

There is no difference between day and night in the world of the dead, and the souls harvested by the god of death will dig and work in the silver mine like blood.In addition to the souls that are laborers, there are also many races attached to the god of death, such as the succubus and the banshee.

Theoretically speaking, the Kingdom of the Dead has no entry but no exit.

But Li Mingguang remembered that during that battle, they had a brief confrontation here in the middle of the battle. At that time, he buried a small teleportation array under the cover of magic.

When it comes to fighting, you have to be prepared with both hands. It's good to win the fight, but if you can't fight, you must arrange your retreat in advance.

Although he didn't use it at that time, he can use it now.

It is good civilization to plan ahead.

Hemlines are too large, restricting movement.Li Mingguang burned most of the hem of the skirt, which made him feel much more comfortable.

It's just that he has half bare legs now, which makes people feel even worse.

As for the braid tied behind the head.In view of not affecting the action, Li Mingguang decided to leave it alone.

His body was placed in a building similar to an old castle by the God of Death, guarded by creatures such as little demons and gargoyles, but the God of Death was not there.

After thinking for a while, he stuffed the burnt half of the skirt into the coffin, set up a triggering fire spell, and then closed the lid with satisfaction, cleaning up all the traces around it.

Li Mingguang was looking forward to the expression of the god of death opening the coffin board, so he laughed.

Without alarming any guards, he swaggered out of the castle.

The truly successful women's clothing is the one that is not seen by anyone except you know it.

Clearly, he was successful.

The kingdom of the dead is very large, and at a glance, you can only see the boundless horizon, and there are basically no landmarks.

Li Mingguang remembered that he left the teleportation array at a place completely opposite to the setting sun, where there were many bones.

It is estimated that there is a morgue for the world of the dead.

After gesticulating up and down, left and right, he instinctively chose a direction that might be closer, and rushed over there.

The most indispensable thing here is all kinds of souls who are working, as well as supervisors from various races.

It is said that those silver mines are not real silver, but the sins of life and death. Only after digging, those souls can be truly liberated.

I don't know what the standard for the definition of sin is, whether it is calculated according to the fate of the person in hand or according to the moral standard.

However, he felt that people like him might have too many sins to wash away, and they would dig mines until they died.

But this did not prevent him from walking among those hidden silver veins, rubbing his chin while thinking, listening to gossip happily.

In addition to talking about how many sins they still have to dig up, these souls will also discuss other things.

For example, which succubus supervisor has the best figure and doesn't mind showing it, for example, the mine code-named some time ago came to inspect the big man...

Except for the unstoppable work, their state is actually not much different from when they were alive.

It's just that he doesn't quite understand why all souls are working indiscriminately. Does it seem that seven or eight-year-old children are also sinful?

Even their mages would not oppress apprentices like this!

Forget about necrophilia, hiring child labor is illegal.

Li Mingguang made another note to Death in his little notebook.

He was sure that he was walking in the direction similar to the morgue, and the blood-red sunset seemed to be getting further and further away.

As a landmark, the mountain of bones should be very obvious, but he couldn't see a similar shadow on the horizon.

How big is the kingdom of the dead?

Li Mingguang pulled a miner at any time and isolated the two of them for questioning.

Given his current attire, he chose a middle-aged woman who looked good and spoke well.

"... Excuse me, do you know where the bone tower is?" the mage asked in a low voice deliberately.

The surrounding scenery suddenly disappeared, and the soul was still a little stunned at first, but after realizing that it was not some demon who asked her, but an elegant woman with black hair and blue eyes, she was slightly relieved.

It should be some big character like Charming Monster, right?She thought so, and bowed to the other party.

"Do you have any orders?" She didn't quite understand what the Bone Tower was, so she asked again.

Li Mingguang tried to describe: "...it's a very tall hill with lots of bones, like a tower."

He explained for a while before the soul understood what he wanted to ask.

"Oh, you mean Lord Death's throne." She pointed in a certain direction, "Go straight there and you'll see it."

Li Mingguang is quite complicated, but he still thanked the soul.

To set the throne in that kind of place, how twisted is the Grim Reaper.

——The teleportation array he lost before is still over there.

Originally, he wanted to just run away from the world of the dead without making a sound, but in the end, he would inevitably have to meet the god of death.

Maybe there will be another fight.

He is so difficult.

"Are you going to the wedding?" The soul didn't notice anything unusual, but covered its mouth and laughed, "The dress on your body..."

She suddenly noticed Li Mingguang's skirt and stopped talking.

"...New style." This is Li Mingguang's explanation.

Compared with being complained about women's clothing, he cares more about the wedding.

"For the wedding, you probably went in the opposite direction." The other party was still kindly showing him the way, "It is said that she is a very powerful bride."

Which one was blind to marry Death.If it wasn't for running away in a hurry, Li Mingguang even wanted to go and have a look.

He admired that warrior.

During the period when the mage was distracted, the soul was still talking about this gossip: "It is said that when the bride wakes up, Lord Death will officially announce the news of the marriage."

He found that something was wrong, because the direction the other party pointed was the direction he came from.

Plus the keyword of sleeping.

……

Li Mingguang had a bad feeling.

He glanced at his skirt.

Although the color is a bit darker, judging by the style, it seems that it can indeed have something to do with the wedding dress?

Reminiscent of a certain possibility, the mage thundered from the sky, and made himself feel tender.

Fake it, the wedding is impossible, right?

The author has something to say: The God of Death Falls in Love with Me: Pluto's Runaway Little Wife (Shut up)

Then fate... It can be said that fate likes light, but the way he likes it is worse (whispers) and he is confident in himself