Chapter 619 You won

"Don't even think about it!" Shouted coldly, Mingyin swung his spear to stop the cloaked man, but the phantom girl stopped Mingyin immediately.

"Looking for death." Seeing the phantom ghost boy standing in front of him, the Mingyin silver gun Youlong slashed at the phantom girl's body.

The moment the silver gun landed on the phantom girl, the black energy on the phantom girl's body turned into a huge evil dragon and grabbed Ming Yin's silver gun.

At this time, Dai Qi was also a zombie boy fighting, when Dai Qi saw the man in the cloak heading towards Death and Brahma.

Dazed Qi was startled, the feathers all over the sky burst into rain needles and shot towards the zombie boy, and then turned into a stream of shadows and rushed towards Fan Qingtian and Death God, trying to stop the man in the cloak.

Although Daiqi can be too lazy to care about who killed the god of death, but Daiqi has promised to protect these two people, so it will never break its promise and let the two of them get hurt.

Seeing that Dai Qi still had the mind to take care of others, the zombie boy snorted coldly, and the small coffin in his hand immediately stood upside down, turning into a giant coffin.

The coffin released a powerful energy wave to resist the attack launched by Dai Qi.

Immediately after the coffin lid of the coffin was pulled open, a giant shadow of Qiangsi's energy rushed towards Dai Qi.

Naturally, he felt the danger approaching, but Dai Qi had no time to take care of the danger behind him, and his figure was raised to the extreme, besieging the man in the cloak.

But at this moment, the man in the cloak had come before Fan Qingtian and God of Death.

The moment the dark red sluggish eyes saw Fan Qingtian, a little light flickered, but the light was quickly wiped out.

The energy released by the palm could almost tear the sky apart, and the cloaked man waved his hand and attacked the bodies of Death God and Brahma Qingtian.

"Damn it!" Dai Qi and Ming Yin said in unison.

Immediately, Mingyin stimulated the energy in his body, and the icy breath became a hundred times colder again, instantly freezing the energy of the evil dragon holding his silver spear.

The cold energy even covered the phantom girl's body with a layer of ice-blue thin ice.

Stirring the silver spear in his hand, Ming Yin was about to destroy the evil dragon into powder.

Having no time to deal with the phantom girl, Ming Yin turned into a burst of silver light and rushed towards the man in the cloak.

Seeing that the powerful energy was about to kill Xiang Daiqi, but Daiqi chose to ignore it and rushed towards the man in the cloak extremely fast.

But no matter how fast Ming Yin and Dai Qi were, they couldn't be faster than the man in the cloak standing beside Death God and Fan Qingtian.

Seeing that the cloaked man was about to destroy the bodies of Fan Qingtian and Death God, at this critical moment, Death God slowly opened his eyes, and the dark eyes danced with little light, reflecting the figure of the cloaked man.

Before he could blink, he saw the figure of the man in the cloak flying upside down, slamming hard on the railing of the boat, splitting the railing apart.

And at this moment, Dai Qi was severely bombarded by the attack of the zombie boy.

At that moment, Dai Qi felt severe pain in his body, and a huge blood hole was pierced in his wing by the attack of the zombie boy, dyeing the three-colored gorgeous feathers on his wing red with blood.

When he saw that the god of death had woken up, Dai Qi was finally relieved, his body was hurt, and his body speed slowed down.

Enduring the pain by force, he fell on the board in a daze. Anyway, the god of death has woken up, and these little guys have nothing to do with the god of death.

Although Emma's Daiqi really wanted to turn around and kill the zombie boy, but Daiqi knew that his injury was a bit serious, and he really didn't have the heart to deal with the zombie boy.

"Gah, next time, I won't let you go, hateful." He murmured, Dai Qi's huge body shrunk, and then he lay dying on the board of the boat, motionless.

Tired, so tired...

Originally, the energy consumed by Daiqi in Yunluo Mountain hadn't fully recovered, but now he had a fight with Ming Yin and the zombie boy, and his energy was consumed again.

After seeing the god of death waking up, Mingyin stopped moving forward, and stood in mid-air looking at the god of death.

Raising his head slightly, the Grim Reaper looked at the phantom girl and the zombie boy with gloomy eyes.

Feeling the sight of the god of death, the ghostly boy and girl felt a very frightening oppression, and the cold sweat oozed from their foreheads involuntarily.

This terrifying oppressive ability is no less than that of their masters.

Suppressing the fear, the zombie boy forced himself to be calm, and said coldly to the god of death, "God of death, you are lucky today, but this is just the beginning. The enmity between us will never be eliminated forever. What you brought to us Pain, we will pay back a hundredfold!"

"I'll let you off today." The Grim Reaper withdrew his gaze from the ghostly boy, and said indifferently, "Go back and tell him, we'll wait for his challenge."

The calm and light tone was full of arrogance and disdain, and the elegant and noble temperament of the god of death made it hard to look at.

At this time, Fan Qingtian also opened his eyes, and then he saw the scene in front of him.

When his eyes fell on the man in the cloak who had stood up on the railing of the boat, Fan Qingtian's eyes shrank suddenly, and a strong sense of familiarity filled his heart.

But before Fan Qingtian wanted to reveal the face of the person under the cloak, he only heard the ghostly boy and girl snort coldly, and then the figures of the three disappeared into the space in the blink of an eye.

Seeing the disappearing figure of the man in the cloak, Fan Qingtian's expression was calm, and he didn't intend to chase after him. First of all, her emotions were really hard to calm down, and she didn't have the heart to think about other things.

His eyes fell on Fan Qingtian's body, looking at the undried tears in the corners of Fan Qingtian's eyes, the god of death gently reached out to help wipe away the tears from the corners of Fan Qingtian's eyes, and said softly, "It was just a dream, you and I are still alive very good."

Looking up at the god of death, Fan Qingtian's amber eyes reflected the face of the god of death, and the complicated thoughts in his heart were entangled in every possible way.

Everything that Dreamspace experienced is vivid in his mind, the painful and unforgettable love, even a hundred times more painful than when Ye Duchen betrayed her.

There is no sweet talk, after happiness and pain, it seems plain, but it is a vigorous interaction, which is unforgettable.

Forgetting each other, two people with completely different identities, who seem to never be able to get together, have incredible results.

Putting his hand on his heart, Fan Qingtian didn't believe that he fell in love with Death.

However, I really fell in love with him. I couldn't love him, but I fell in love. I once swore that I would never fall in love with the god of death, but at this moment, Fan Qingtian felt that he was ridiculous.

Heart, how can she be as clear as her mind about what she wants and what she doesn't want.

"You won." Lowering his eyes slightly, Fan Qingtian didn't look at the God of Death, and said very calmly, "What you want me to do in your kit, I will do it."

(End of this chapter)

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