Female tyrant provoked death

Chapter 316 Will be ridiculed to death

He raised his head and looked at the Grim Reaper very unhappy. Although the Grim Reaper meant that he would not let her die for the time being, it would be nice if some things could really be as simple as the Grim Reaper said.

Occasionally there will always be accidents. Fan Qingtian does not believe that the god of death has no natural enemies, and the god of death can really control everything!
"Hmph, it's better to be like this!" Fan Qingtian said in a cold voice, although he didn't want to, but there was nothing he could do now.

Of course, Fan Qingtian will not give in, what she wants is the emperor beast, and she will always find a way to terminate the contract with the owl perishing bird.

Now that Fan Qingtian's attention has been lost, and he has signed a natal contract with Xiaoyu, it means that Fan Qingtian can't give Xiaoyu Bird to Zuo Zhujin, and she has to find a powerful monster for Zuo again. By Jin.

"Heh..." A soft laugh echoed in the hall, and the god of death looked at the frowning Fan Qingtian and said, "Go back and have a good rest."

Speaking of death, with a flick of his finger, a ray of golden light penetrated into the center of Fan Qingtian's eyebrows, and a series of incantations immediately appeared in Fan Qingtian's mind.

"The way to open the strange spirit stone." Death followed closely.

The voice of the god of death fell to the ground, and just as Fan Qingtian was remembering the spell in his heart, his eyes went dark without warning, and when he opened his eyes again, Fan Qingtian had already returned to his room, and she was still holding the spell in her hand. The owl perishing bird that has been staring at him.

"Gah, I'm out of the sea of ​​suffering." Seeing that he finally came out of the fantasy space of the god of death, Xiao Jinniao couldn't help saying with a hint of joy in his tone.

Suddenly Xiao Jinniao thought of something again, and pecked fiercely at Fan Qingtian's palm.

Suffering from pain, Fan Qingtian grasped the palm of the owl perishing bird and subconsciously let go of the owl perishing bird.

The moment Fan Qingtian let go of the owl perishing bird, the owl perishing bird immediately spread its wings and flew out. After keeping a certain distance from Fan Qingtian, he said in a deep voice, "Gah, we need to have a good talk."

Seeing the owl perishing bird flying in mid-air two meters away from him, Fan Qingtian raised his brows lightly, got up unhurriedly and walked behind the screen to change his ragged clothes.

Seeing Fan Qingtian ignoring him, the owl perishing bird exhaled gunpowder and white air from two oval nostrils. This woman is no less hateful and arrogant than the god of death. She is so pissed off, so pissed off!

I really want to rush in and shout at Fan Qingtian, but thinking that Fan Qingtian is a woman, the owl perishing bird has no choice but to give up. No matter how you say it is also a man, watching women change clothes, it is a hooligan sitting, why is it noble? To be able to do such indecent things.

Finally changed into a neat set of robes, Fan Qingtian sat directly at the table, poured a cup of tea for himself and the owl perishing bird, regardless of whether the owl perishing bird drank or not, his eyes fell on the owl perishing bird, He said indifferently, "You can talk, tell me what you want to talk about first."

Seeing that Fan Qingtian finally spoke, the owl perishing bird flapped its wings and landed on the table, staring at Fan Qingtian and said, "First of all, we can only be partners at most, you can't be my master, and neither can I." recognize you as my master."

Quietly listening to the owl perishing bird's words, Fan Qingtian took a sip from his teacup, and then said indifferently, "First, I'm not a monster, I can't be a partner with you, and I won't treat you as my partner." Servant beast, if you respect me, I will respect you too."

Hearing Fan Qingtian's words, the owl perishing bird was silent for a long time, thinking that generally it wasn't the beast master who contracted a monster, especially one that was so advanced, he would definitely die of ecstasy.

But Fan Qingtian didn't care about the relationship between them at all, and suddenly this made the owl perishing bird feel very frustrated.

Originally speaking like this, the owl perishing bird should be very satisfied, but all of a sudden, the owl perishing bird's mood became very complicated and entangled.

After a while, the owl perishing bird said dully, "Gah, good."

"Second, you'd better live a good life for me and don't drag me down. This natal contract binds our lives. If you die, I have to be buried with you. Do you know that?" up.

Tapping the table lightly with his fingers, Fan Qingtian said indifferently, "I have always cherished my life, so don't drag me down."

"I implicated you? You are not my opponent, how could I implicate you!" Xiao Jinniao said angrily in his heart, but he still didn't say this in the end.

Two streams of breath spewed out from the nostrils to extinguish the fire, and the owl perishing bird snorted coldly and continued proudly, "Gah, that would be the best, since you agreed to my conditions, then if you want to kill God, then I will Show mercy and help you, but part of my energy has been sealed by the god of death, and you must help me break the seal before I can help you deal with the god of death."

After listening to what the bird said, Fan Qingtian poured tea for himself, took a sip, and said with a slight smile, "If you want me to help you lift the seal in your body, just say so, what I said is so righteous, I If you don't know anything about the world, you will definitely be fooled by you."

Fan Qingtian wants to kill the god, but as long as the god of death does not block his way, he will not threaten his life. Fan Qingtian does not have to kill the god, after all, it is not very wise to kill a person with unfathomable strength practice.

The wisest course of action is generally to turn an enemy into a friend.

Fan Qingtian's sharp words uttered all the thoughts in the heart of the owl, which made the eyes of the owl couldn't help but feel embarrassed, but soon such emotions were hidden by the owl.

With his head held high, the owl perishing bird said with a proud face, "Gah, what's the matter, don't you agree? My restored strength can definitely help you a lot in the future. You should thank me well."

Looking at the owl perishing bird with probing eyes, Fan Qingtian raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "You are just a fairy beast, even if you lift the seal in your body, you can't help me with your strength."

Paused, before the owl perishing bird who was going to get angry when he heard this said, Fan Qingtian gently rubbed the center of his brows and said, "But anyway, you and I are connected to each other for the time being, and I will consider letting you recover your true self." Strength, don't implicate me when the time comes."

Originally, Fan Qingtian wanted to ask the owl perishing bird and the god of death what kind of enmity they wanted to kill God, but seeing the appearance of the owl perishing bird, Fan Qingtian wanted to ask the owl perishing bird, and the owl perishing bird would not tell the truth , Thinking of Fan Qingtian, he felt that there was no need to ask any more. Anyway, their purpose was to deal with the god of death.

Fan Qingtian almost vomited blood because of what Fan Qingtian said, thinking that it is nothing more than a high-level monster that Fan Qingtian considers to be a fairy beast of the level of an owl bird, and is also disgusted by Fan Qingtian in every possible way. That's right, but it just can't reveal its identity, otherwise it will be even more ridiculed by Fan Qingtian.

(End of this chapter)