Female tyrant provoked death

Chapter 392 Why Don't You Take the Initiative to Let Death Love Her

No, it should be said that the god of death is helping Fan Qingtian drive away this group of monsters!

Dai Qi's eyes flicked back and forth between Death God and Fan Qingtian, and his eyes became more and more weird.

Ignoring Dai Qi's strange eyes, the Grim Reaper stood quietly beside Fan Qingtian with his hands behind his back, with his hands behind his back, in an inexhaustible air of arrogance.

When he came back to his senses, Dai Qi had a look of disgust on his face, and he didn't admit that the god of death was helping him and Fan Qingtian at all, and said sarcastically, "The strength of the god of death is just like this, don't you kill this group of monsters? Undead them? I really don’t know what method you used to defeat me back then.”

Hearing Dai Qi's sarcasm, the god of death showed no emotion on his face, and lowered his head slightly to look at Fan Qingtian.

If the god of death kills this group of monsters, what is the use of Fan Qingtian's experience in this sudden state? Besides, the god of death doesn't even bother to start with such a group of low-level monsters.

Withdrawing his gaze from Fan Qingtian, the god of death said indifferently, "It's fine if you want to come again to prove my strength."

Hearing the words of the God of Death, Dai Qi couldn't help but shudder, and immediately turned his head away, not losing his momentum, and said dismissively, "Hmph, you sealed my strength, you think I'm stupid, and you beat."

Don't say that Dai Qi can't beat the god of death now, even if Dai Qi can transform into a human form, it is not the opponent of the god of death. If it is being sealed by the god of death, it will still live!

He didn't pay attention to Dai Qi, the god of death had nothing in his eyes, and seemed to include everything, making it impossible to guess.

The god of death stood beside Fan Qingtian, perhaps using the word 'guardian' to describe it was more considerate.

After the God of Death's awe just now, there was no monster that wanted to come to seek death to disturb Fan Qingtian's cultivation.

Time passed bit by bit, and the cold sweat on Fan Qingtian's body had already soaked his entire robe so much that water could almost wring out.

The bone-eating pain made Fan Qingtian almost faint several times, but in the end he remained awake. At the same time, Fan Qingtian continued to absorb the aura of heaven and earth, increasing the vigorous internal force in his body to maintain his heart and stabilize himself. mind.

One knife after another seemed to be in the pain of cutting into pieces. Fan Qingtian didn't know how long it lasted. Finally, Fan Qingtian could no longer feel the pain, as if he had been numb from the pain.

At this moment, Fan Qingtian only felt that his whole body was on fire. Although it was very hot and blazing, it made Fan Qingtian feel a little comfortable.

At this time, Fan Qingtian's physique seemed to have been completely reborn, becoming harder and more flexible.

At the same time, the blood mist around Fan Qingtian's body gradually dissipated, and the wound on Fan Qingtian's body gradually healed, and the wound wounded by the monster finally disappeared invisible.

At this moment, Fan Qingtian suddenly felt that the breath in his body was extremely abundant, and the divine source and internal force in his body were constantly tumbling, and suddenly, a seven-color spiritual light burst out from Fan Qingtian's body.

The colorful brilliance shot straight into the sky, and the whole sky was shrouded in seven-color light, the colors were gorgeous, and it was extremely beautiful!
But this beautiful scene only stayed for a moment, and then it turned into a purple light, and at the same time, it was absorbed into Fan Qingtian's body at a fast speed.

The fair skin was even more radiant and supple, and when he opened his eyes again, Fan Qingtian's amber eyes were even more dynamic and beautiful.

Suddenly, the corners of his mouth curled into an arc, breathtaking, Fan Qingtianjiao's beautiful lips carried a trace of joy, and blurted out, "It's great that I have finally broken through the soul vein class!"

It is really not easy, breaking through this stage, how could Fan Qingtian not be happy.

And as Fan Qingtian broke through the strength of the soul vein, Dai Qi's eyes lit up at the same time. He only felt that the seal in his body seemed to be weakened a lot. Immediately, Dai Qi prepared to use his strength to break through the seal of this layer. .

And before Dai Qi was ready, at this time, the god of death said unhurriedly, "You are not strong enough, and it is not time for you to break through the seal. If you break through forcefully, you will only suffer backlash."

Hearing the words of the god of death, Dai Qi immediately stopped his movements at the moment, looked at the god of death with serious eyes and said, "You are cruel!"

Knowing that the god of death would not lie to deceive it, Dai Qi was even more angry when he heard the honest words of the god of death.

Did not pay attention to stay for seven, the god of death waved his hand, and put on an extra cloak in his hand. The moment Fan Qingtian stood up, he put the cloak in his hand on Fan Qingtian's body, his movements were gentle, as gentle as protecting a treasure , This move of the god of death is shocking.

He was a little stunned by the actions of the god of death, and when Fan Qingtian came back to his senses, the god of death had already put on the cloak for Fan Qingtian.

Looking up at the god of death, the god of death was also looking at Fan Qingtian at the same time, his eyes met, and he saw that the surrounding air was a little frozen.

"You're fine. Congratulations, you're one step closer to challenging me." Reaper said calmly, looking back at Fan Qingtian.

Hearing the words of the god of death, Fan Qingtian's eyes darkened, he pursed his lips and said, "I really want to thank you for helping me this time." After a pause, Fan Qingtian's voice became a little colder. , "However, what you do is not enough to make me fall in love with you."

If it weren't for the elixir of the god of death, I am afraid that Fan Qingtian would have to spend a lot of effort if he wanted to break through the soul vein class. For this kindness, Fan Qingtian had to thank the god of death.

But even though the god of death helped him in this way, Fan Qingtian still resisted the approach of the god of death in his heart.

Fan Qingtian's words didn't make Death a little angry, the corners of his mouth raised into a smile that was not a smile, and he reached out to brush off Fan Qingtian's long black hair mixed with a wisp of dead leaves, and said indifferently, "I have the confidence to make you fall in love with me. I!"

The indifferent words are full of absolute self-confidence and domineering, people can't help but want to believe that even Fan Qingtian suddenly has a sense of illusion that he will fall in love with the god of death.

I suddenly felt a little flustered in my heart, but was quickly suppressed by Fan Qingtian.

Looking at the god of death indifferently, Fan Qingtian's fist couldn't help but tightened, and then loosened again.

Suddenly, the corner of Fan Qingtian's mouth curled into an imperceptible sly smile. Since the god of death has always wanted her to fall in love with him, why didn't she take the initiative to make the god of death fall in love with her?

Keeping taboo against the god of death like this, in the end it seems that she has become cowardly and will always be suppressed by the god of death.

It's really not a good feeling to be suppressed!

Reaper's handsome silhouette was reflected in his pupils, Fan Qingtian raised his brows, with a domineering ruffian-like arrogance, he grabbed the lapel of Reaper's clothes, and immediately covered his lips on Reaper's lips superior.

(End of this chapter)