The first princess of the world

Chapter 666 Goodbye Xiaoyi ([-])

Nangong Fengxue had no choice but to pin the hairpin back on her head, then pretended to be nonchalant and looked in the direction of the prison door.

"Fengxue, go back and rest first." Hearing the approaching footsteps, Beiming Aotian looked at Nangong Fengxue worriedly, not letting her stand by the cell door.

"Aotian, I'm fine. Those who want to come will come sooner or later." Reaching out and gently holding Beiming Aotian's hand, Nangong Fengxue's eyes were full of determination.No matter what, she will face Beiming Aotian together.

"Nangong Fengxue, long time no see." A group of people stopped in front of Nangong Fengxue's cell, and a middle-aged man led a mocking smile at Nangong Fengxue.

Young Master Yi, who was in the opposite cell, stood up in shock at the sound of someone coming, and said loudly to Nangong Fengxue, "Xue, be careful with this man."

He will never forget that person's voice for the rest of his life. He was brought to the sea by that person and put in a cell.

"Reaper?" Even if Mr. Yi didn't remind him, Nangong Fengxue knew that it must be her former boss, the Reaper when he heard the person speaking in such an old friend's tone.

"That's right, you haven't forgotten me yet." The god of death outside the door smiled coldly, and looked at Nangong Fengxue with vicious eyes: "Nangong Fengxue, I didn't expect that."

"Yes" generously admitted that she really did not think that the god of death would also travel to this continent.Even so, she didn't regret giving the opponent a shot before jumping off the cliff.

"I really want to thank you very much?" The god of death sneered, "If it wasn't for your shot, how could I have come here, and how could you have fallen into my hands again."

"It seems that God is helping me, and God wants me to get rid of you, a traitor, with my own hands." The God of Death said excitedly, seeing Nangong Fengxue's unafraid look, anger welled up in his heart.

"You're wrong, God wants to give us another chance to see who wins." Nangong Fengxue looked at the god of death, the corners of her mouth slightly raised in a mocking arc.

"Haha? Who will win? You are my prisoner now, do you still have a chance?" Hearing Nangong Fengxue's words, the god of death seemed to have heard the funniest joke in the world.

His dungeon was specially set up for Nangong Fengxue, and there were many traps in it, Nangong Fengxue and the others could hardly fly.

"Unless you kill me now, otherwise..." Nangong Fengxue deliberately used the aggressive method, she understood the arrogance of the God of Death, and only by aggressively would he not kill them right away.Only in this way will they have a chance to escape from this dungeon, otherwise they will really have no chance as he said.

"It will be a matter of time to kill you. But before I kill you, I have to collect some interest first." The god of death smiled sinisterly, and waved to his entourage, and brought a bowl of black things over.

"What do you want to do?" Beiming Aotian saw the movement of the god of death, and stepped forward to block Nangong Fengxue.

"What are you doing? Of course it is to collect some interest." The god of death smiled at Beiming Aotian, and the coldness in it made Beiming Aotian's heart tremble.

"I'll drink for her." Without thinking, Beiming Aotian said.The stuff in that bowl didn't look good at first glance, he didn't want Nangong Fengxue to drink it.

"There is no need to discuss it." The God of Death refused in a cold voice, then looked at Nangong Fengxue and said coldly: "You don't have to drink, but the person opposite will feel uncomfortable."

As the god of death said, he looked at Mr. Yi's cell with cold eyes, and the threat in his eyes was self-evident.

(End of this chapter)