My personal school belle president

Chapter 1728 Let you pretend! ! (Part 3)
Qin Yang on the ground remained motionless.

There is no heartbeat, no pulse, no breathing, just lying on the ground so quietly, the pale cheeks, and the dead air on the body undoubtedly indicate that,

He was dead, utterly dead.

His Highness Ninth Prince looked dull and lost his mind, and sat paralyzed next to Qin Yang, at a loss for what to do.

How could it be dead?

impossible.

His Royal Highness Jiu couldn't figure it out. She squeezed the formula with both hands and activated the seal again, but after finding out that Qin Yang had indeed lost his vital signs, her heart was ashamed and her brain was buzzing.

"Just... just one palm, he shouldn't die so easily, he..."

His Highness Ninth Prince was in a mess, and his mind was in a mess.

Thinking about it now, Qin Yang is just a small fairy realm, but she is a master in the upper fairy realm. If the palm is too hard, the opponent may really be unable to resist.

It seems that I was too excited just now, so I used all my strength and accidentally beat him to death.

Thinking of this, His Highness the Ninth Prince felt remorse and regret.

She never thought of killing Qin Yang, she just wanted to teach her a lesson, but she didn't expect how to explain to Ning Fei'er, Qin Yang's relatives and other women in this state.

If she finds out that she killed Qin Yang, Ning Fei'er will definitely be very painful, and will hate her to the extreme, cut ties with her, and even become an enemy!
Thinking of Ning Fei'er's grief-stricken face, His Highness the Ninth Prince wished he could pinch himself!

The whole brain is groggy, not knowing what to do next.

At this moment, she has completely lost her previous calmness and wisdom, like a little girl who accidentally knocked over a milk jug, her face is full of helplessness and self-blame.

"Calm down, calm down, calm down, there must be a way, Qin Yang won't die so easily, he must be calm."

His Highness Jiu forced a few deep breaths, rubbed his cheeks, looked at the lifeless Qin Yang on the ground, and tried hard to think of a way to save him.

After all, she is the majestic Ninth Princess. She used to be in charge of the underworld in the world of life and death. She has witnessed the reincarnation of countless people. There must be a way to bring the dead back to life.

Curse of spring with a dead tree?
Myriad Ways of Returning to Life?

Thousands of opportunities?
……

One by one exercises about bringing the dead back to life flashed through the mind of His Highness Ninth Prince, and then denied them one by one.

The more anxious I think, the more irritable and flustered I feel.

"No, no, these exercises are too difficult, and the required materials are difficult to find in a short period of time. If Qin Yang's soul accidentally disperses, it will be really troublesome."

His Highness Jiu patted his head, thinking hard.

At this moment, she suddenly thought of something, raised her head subconsciously, and looked at Qin Yang. His eyes were still tightly closed, he was not breathing, no different from a dead person.

But she still found that the other party's eyelids were narrowed a thin slit, as if observing in secret.

Maybe it felt His Highness Jiu's gaze, and he hastily closed it again.

You bastard, you really are pretending!
A trace of anger crawled up the woman's cheeks, her eyes were burning with rage, and the veins on her forehead were almost protruding.

At this moment, if she doesn't know that Qin Yang is actually pretending to be dead, then she will be hopelessly stupid.

The old lady let you pretend! !

His Royal Highness Ninth Prince burst out with anger, which almost made her lose her mind. She raised her palm and patted the opponent's shoulder!
"what--"

Qin Yang, who was pretending to be dead, let out a miserable cry.

(End of this chapter)