Female tyrant provoked death

Chapter 19 Who Falls In Love First

Hearing Fan Qingtian's words, the God of Death's indifferent face changed slightly, and then he sneered and said, "Very arrogant baby."

If the god of death agrees to Fan Qingtian's conditions, then how can the god of death fall in love with her?If you don't fall in love, you will lose. If you fall in love with Fan Qingtian, you will lose even worse.

There was a confident smile on the corner of his mouth. Fan Qingtian thought that this game was very challenging, and he could delay her for a while. As long as she practiced and recovered her previous strength, the god of death could fight to the death. She would not be a will People who are afraid to back off!
"Why, God of Death doesn't agree?" Fan Qingtian continued with a sneer, "So there are still games that God of Death dare not play..."

The god of death raised his hand, put his elbow on the skeleton beside the throne, propped his head sideways, his body looked a little lazy, but his tone seemed a little excited, "Hehe, are you irritating me with your baby's words? But this game is a little too monotonous, and one more thing, you, fall in love with me."

"Oh? Death God means that if I fall in love with you, I will lose, and if you fall in love with me, I will win?" Fan Qingtian asked calmly, raising his eyebrows slightly, waving his sleeves and carrying his back with one hand.

I didn't expect that the god of death would make such a condition. The god of death is really too confident, but the god of death is also smart enough. With this condition, all the games that Fan Qingtian offered that are beneficial to him are no longer nothing. any loopholes.

In fact, Fan Qingtian can't think of a more interesting game than this one. Love is always a gamble that the world can't afford, and she is willing to bet with this only because she has no love in her heart.

However, Fan Qingtian is not worried about the conditions offered by the god of death at all, she only needs time, and this game is just a delaying measure for her.

The god of death nodded slightly, with a half-smile expression on the corner of his mouth, and he didn't directly respond to Fan Qingtian. His seemingly lazy movements still exuded the urge to kneel down all the time.

Seeing this, Fan Qingtian understood that the god of death had agreed to finish the game, as long as he agreed, it would bring her time and give her a chance to get rid of the one-sided situation!
After correcting his face, Fan Qingtian adjusted his tense heart, "I don't know if the god of death can get rid of the evil energy in me, and also, Fan Qingtian used her life in 30 years as the condition for her becoming a king , is it possible to take it back together?"

At this time, the god of death has closed his eyes, and his lips and teeth are slightly parted, "This is her price, and you must bear it."

There was no surprise expression on Fan Qingtian's face, and a flamboyant smile rose from the corner of Fan Qingtian's mouth, "Well, our game can't go on forever, so it's limited to the seven years I can live. If I lose to you, I will give you my heart and eyes, and if you lose, you will obey my orders."

As long as she wins, is she afraid of being threatened by death?The god of death will not kill her in these seven years, and she can use these seven years to make herself stronger as soon as possible. Without her permission, she will never die. Fan Qingtian's amber eyes are shining brightly .

"I promise you." The slow echoing voice came into Fan Qingtian's ears.

"I hope you won't go back on your word..." Fan Qingtian said calmly.

"The god of death promised, there is no word 'regret'." The light voice fell, and then the god of death raised his hand lightly, Fan Qingtian's eyes suddenly went dark, and he fell into endless darkness.

The sky has become gray and bright, and a faint light shines through the window to illuminate the room.

At this time, Yue Qing lay on Fan Qingtian's bed and suddenly opened his eyes, and then remembered the scene last night. Heaven helped him click acupuncture points.

Recalling this scene, Yue Qing immediately inspected the surroundings. The room was decorated very luxuriously, and the erotic pictures that were originally hung in Fan Qingtian's room had already been taken down by Fan Qingtian, so the room only gave off a luxurious feeling. , and there is no promiscuous/obscene breath.

And Yue Qing raised his eyes and saw Fan Qingtian lying asleep on the table not far away, it was obvious that this was Fan Qingtian's room.

Seeing this, Yue Qing hurriedly wanted to speak, only to find that his mouth was still stuffed with a cloth strip, and his hands and feet were tied.

After waking up, Yue Qing was nothing to the ropes that bound his hands and feet, a little use of internal force was enough to break the ropes tied in his hands.

Taking off the cloth ball in his mouth, he stood up and untied the rope on his feet. Yue Qing checked that there was nothing wrong with his neat clothes, and then he calmed down a little.

Looking at Fan Qingtian who was asleep on the desk, Yue Qing knew that Fan Qingtian hadn't touched him that night.

Then I also wanted to understand that it must be a good thing done by Fan Qingtian's subordinates. Fan Qingtian shouldn't like doing such a thing, right?And if Fan Qingtian hadn't ordered acupuncture points for him last night, he would probably have suffered a whole night.

He knew that Fan Qingtian was not as licentious and innocent as others said, and that Fan Qingtian had also taught him the inner strength method. How could Fan Qingtian be a selfish and innocent king?He still didn't believe what others said that Fan Qingtian was a tyrant.

Rubbing his wrists, Yue Qing tiptoed out of bed, picked up the purple robe beside the bed and walked towards Fan Qingtian.

Fan Qingtian lying on the table was as quiet as a harmless child, with his eyes closed tightly on his fair and flawless face, but a trace of cold sweat dripped from Fan Qingtian's forehead, and his brows were furrowed, as if he had done something wrong. What a nightmare.

Seeing Fan Qingtian like this, Yue Qing couldn't help feeling a little worried, and immediately put the robe in his hand on Fan Qingtian's body, and then picked up the handkerchief next to him to wipe off the sweat on Fan Qingtian's forehead.

Just as Yue Qing stretched out his hand holding the handkerchief towards Fan Qingtian's forehead, Fan Qingtian suddenly opened his eyes, reflexively grabbed Yue Qing's wrist, and suddenly Yue Qing felt a strong vibration coming from his wrist. pain.

"Your Majesty." Although Yue Qing's wrist was in pain, he only frowned slightly, and said in a deep voice.

Hearing the familiar voice, Fan Qingtian came back to his senses, saw that he was squeezing Yue Qing's hand hard, let him go quickly, took a slight deep breath, and then Fan Qingtian looked up at Yue Qing said, "Are you awake?"

But Fan Qingtian's mind at this moment is recalling everything in the dream, the breath of death, Fan Qingtian is very sure that it is not a dream, it is a real thing, the god of death has indeed come to her, and she and Grim Reaper played a 'love' game.

Clenching her hands slightly, Fan Qingtian exuded an icy aura. She would never succumb to her fate just like this. God arranged for her to be reborn, so she must live well!

"Well, what's the matter with you, Your Majesty?" Yue Qing asked slightly worried as he withdrew his throbbing hand and watched Fan Qingtian fall into a dazed state.

But Fan Qingtian didn't respond to him, until Yue Qing called Fan Qingtian for the third time, and Fan Qingtian recovered from the daze.

"Ah, what's the matter?" Fan Qingtian looked up at Yue Qing and said, seeing his appearance at the moment must be so charming.The effect of the medicine has also expired.

(End of this chapter)