The first princess of the world

Chapter 700 Revenge and Vengeance ([-])

He is just injured now, not a lamb to be slaughtered, not anyone can touch him.

"Feng Leng, be careful!" Nangong Fengxue saw the murderous look in the eyes of the Reaper, and reminded Feng Leng that he was a step too late, and the Reaper's hand had already slapped Feng Leng's chest.

With a bang, the wind-cold kite flew out, fell to the ground, and passed out.

"Go to hell." A palm slapped Feng Leng away, and the murderous aura on Death God's body erupted again, and then he pushed forward with both palms, gathering his true energy and transforming his hands into a sharp blade to chop towards Nangong Fengxue.

At the same time, Nangong Fengxue's sword was also swinging towards the god of death, and the god of death was sent flying with a loud bang.

On the side, Mr. Yi watched Death God being wounded again by Nangong Fengxue, moved his body and dodged over, and at the same time Death God fell to the ground, he gently slashed down with the dagger in his hand, leaving a thin and thin line on his neck. Another long trail.

The Grim Reaper opened his eyes wide, looking at Mr. Yi, unwilling to die.

Nangong Fengxue watched from a distance as Mr. Yi killed the God of Death, with a faint smile on her face, and then watched Beiming Aotian slowly fall down.

"Fengxue"

"master"

Mr. Yi, who was breathing a sigh of relief for finally killing the god of death, suddenly heard a few shouts, and suddenly turned around to see Nangong Fengxue who had fallen to the ground, shouted: "Snow" and flew away. shoot over.

Looking at Nangong Fengxue who was taken into Beiming Aotian's arms, her face was full of heartache and anxiety.

"Uncle, how is master?" Xue Qing looked at Beiming Aotian, looked at his slightly furrowed eyebrows, and asked with concern.

"She's fine, she just fainted." Beiming Aotian said softly, looking at Nangong Fengxue with a gentle face.That blow just now scared him to death, he thought Nangong Fengxue was injured, but luckily she just passed out.

"Master is fine, why did he faint?" Xue Hai looked at Nangong Fengxue with puzzled eyes.Nangong Fengxue's body was always in good condition, how could she suddenly faint.

"Let me take a look." Mr. Yi stepped forward, he knew a little about Qihuang's art, and reached out his hand to catch Nangong Fengxue's pulse.

After a while, Mr. Yi looked at Beiming Aotian with a strange expression, and didn't speak.

"Fengxue, what's the matter, you're talking." Beiming Aotian looked at Mr. Yi's strange eyes on himself, and didn't speak for a long time, he was so anxious that he died.

"You'd better find a doctor to show her." After Mr. Yi finished speaking, he ignored Beiming Aotian and walked towards Feng Leng beside him.

"Speak clearly." Hearing Mr. Yi's strange words, Beiming Aotian was confused, and wanted to ask if Mr. Yi had gone far.

After pondering for a while, he picked up Nangong Fengxue and carried his Qing Gong to Haiyu City to plunder it.

Mr. Yi walked up to Feng Leng's side, tested that he was still alive, then took out the pill that Nangong Fengxue had given him and stuffed it into Feng Leng's mouth.

After a while, Feng Leng woke up, saw Mr. Yi sitting aside, wondering what he was thinking, and slowly sat up.

"Wake up." Mr. Yi glanced at Feng Leng lightly, then turned his head away again.

"Why are you here, where are they?" Feng Leng asked after looking around but not seeing Nangong Fengxue and the others.

"They have returned to the city." Said lightly, Mr. Yi stood up. "I should go too." After finishing speaking, he walked in the direction of Haiyu City.

Seeing that Mr. Yi also left, leaving him alone, Feng Leng stood up and walked to the God of Death step by step, looking at his eyes that were dying, he stretched out his hand to help him close them gently.

"It's fine to die." He whispered softly, turned and left.

(End of this chapter)