Yemenggard staggered and finally came to Fenriu's face. She gently stroked Fenriu's body, and said softly "Thank you" to whom I don't know.

"Hey, it's such a touching story."

Lu Mingfei turned his head and saw Lu Mingze sitting cross-legged beside him. He was startled and widened his eyes, "Can you make a sound next time? Who do you want to scare to death like a ghost?"

"squeak!"

"What are you doing now? Long is dead. I don't have any trading needs. If you came just now, maybe I would have considered the emergency risk avoidance factor and traded with you. It would be too late now." Lu Mingfei seemed a little proud.

"Oh...Is the dragon dead? It seems that I'm really the right time to come." Lu Mingze pretended to be disappointed, but he turned around and laughed, "Brother, but you have to know that when I appeared, the situation was generally not optimistic."

"What do you mean?"

"Let's go and see."

Lu Mingze disappeared like the riddle man, Lu Mingfei sat in a daze, and he saw Yemenggar holding Fenriu, as if he had died.

To be honest, he is not happy at all now, and even feels extremely sad inside.

Yemengkat died, so the person who performed Xia Mi was gone.

Although this incident is sad, I always want to miss beautiful things for a while.

Lu Mingfei subconsciously looked at Chu Zihang. Chu Zihang's face was already numb and looked like nothing. He stared at Yemenggard, who was holding Fenriu, and his mood was extremely complicated. In the end, the complexity turned into sadness and regrets and settled in his heart.

From now on, only in your dreams can you see Xia Mi.

"Sister, don't die."

Yemgad was buried on Fenriu's body, Fenriu's voice was extremely weak, his keel bones were broken, and blood flowed into a river.

The power of the Speech Spirit released just now was enough to kill everyone on the spot, but later the power of Yemenggard's death field and his Speech Spirit were annihilated, and the power generated not only destroyed Nibelun's Speech Spirit, but also interrupted Fenriu's Speech Spirit and made it suffer. Otherwise, those power alone would not be enough to hurt Fenriu.

"Sister... don't leave me."

Tears flowed out of Fenriu's eyes, and the tears turned into crystal stones and rolled to the ground.

The wishes of millions of years are only shattered every night, and the ideals that once joined hands to return to the throne are also shattered with the final regret.

However, Fenriu doesn't want power and doesn't want to become a king. He just wants to be the little tail behind his sister, or in her words, it's a "flying bug". Although he doesn't understand what the word means, what he says from his sister is the absolute truth.

Yemengard always brought Fenriu all kinds of fresh things, from bottle caps to old TVs, to his favorite potato chips, and those things that Fenriu never forgot.

He counted the times that Yemenggarde came back, summarized the rules, and even looked forward and looked forward to the rules he summarized every time. Although he would fail many times, he would rather fail than no one would welcome him when Yemenggarde came back.

The breath of Yemenggad gradually faded, and Fenriu's golden eyes revealed infinite sadness.

Now it's time for him to make a decision.

"From now on, sister, you'll live alone..." Fenriu stuck out his tongue and licked Xia Mi's cheek, "I won't bother my sister thinking about me anymore."

Yemgad did not respond to Fenriu, and Fenriu's dragon head and Nami's forehead leaned against each other.

"Sister, live on my behalf..."

Accompanied by the ancient chanting, a glimmer of light shone like dawn at the end of the space, and the surrounding space began to become extremely strange and subtle, with black blue smoke rising on the ground. There was no temperature at all, but it made people feel that this Nibelon root has turned into a scorched earth.

The breath of death is so strong that Yuan Chin Nu is extremely confused. Could it be that the death of the Dragon King caused Nibelun root to begin to alienate?

"Senior brother, let's dig out the senior sister and the others as soon as possible." Lu Mingfei patted Chu Zihang's shoulder, and Chu Zihang's gaze became particularly strange at this time. Lu Mingfei couldn't feel such a strangeness and asked quickly: "Although the boss is your opponent, we still have to send the boss to the hospital, at least I..."

Halfway through Lu Mingfei's words, Chu Zihang fell to the ground.

Yuan Zhinu also immediately lowered her head, and a cold black whirlwind slashed like a sharp blade, instantly shattering the darkness behind them. The whole world was shaking under the haze. The weasels fled loudly, as if something terrifying was born in the darkness.

Step by step...

This sound is like high heels stepping on the hall on marble tiles, crisp and rhythmic, making it hard to imagine how such a sound is made in such a ruin, unless the messenger of death walks out of the palace of death in Nibelungen.

After the wind blade passed, Yuan Zhinu raised her eyes slightly and saw a familiar figure appearing in the fog. The figure was as charming as a black rose with thorns, showing her beauty and thorns to everyone on the scene without restraint.

“Xia Mi…”

Chu Zihang didn't expect to see Xia Mi again here, but Xia Mi was wearing black clothes, her eyes shining with a faint golden color, stepped on the void, and looked down at them from a high place.

"Xia Mi? You are still thinking about her now, Xia Mi is dead."

"You are Ye Mengjiad!" Yuan Zinn was surprised and gritted her teeth, and things became troublesome.

"Yemon Gad?" the girl smiled charmingly and shook her head. "Yemon Gad is too cruel. I am a little better than her and gentler. As a god, I will certainly not bully mortals. You can call me Hela."

"What is Hela?"

Lu Mingfei's mind was muddy, it was Ye Menggat and Hela, and Xia Mi's role-playing was too tedious. Just remembering names is a headache.

"God of Death?" Chu Zihang narrowed his eyes.

"I answered correctly, but there was no reward." Hela's delicate red lips raised a beautiful curve, "I won't bully you, you can go together."

The three of them stood there, and no one took action. In fact, they had no strength to fight again now.

"If you don't come, I'm going to do it."

"Wait a moment!"

"There are still last words, don't worry, say it slowly, I will listen." Haila held up a black spherical object in her hand.

"Chu Zihang has helped you, and Lu Mingfei didn't attack you. Should you let them go?"

"Haha, that's Yemengat. This is Hela. Hela does not owe anyone favors. Okay, your chances are used up, and it's time to say goodbye."

Hela crushed the spherical object in his hand, and the terrifying black field spread, and the cold wind roared by. The earth died at this time, the space became colorless at this time, and the whole world fell into silence, because those struggles and those screams before death would become food for death.

Fear of death is the only function in this field.

Yuan Chinen saw the sycamore that was swallowed by the field turning into brilliant but colorless flames and falling to the ground. More and more sycamores turned into rain of fire. Because of the field, these flames turned gray and were never seen.

The huge space was filled with their hissings, like tens of millions of evil ghosts wailing miserably in hell. Hera held up her right hand, and her graceful body curves and soft chest curves were outlined flawlessly.

As God, she came to the world noblely and gracefully.

Lu Mingfei had no expression on his face. He had no suitable expression to face these things. All the horror had been used up before. All the praise had been finished before. Now he was too lazy to complain about the dignity of the gods.

"You are the most dangerous, so let's be the first to send you to the deepest part of the Dead Country."

Hela smiled gently, and reached out to his hand to transform the sickle with the god of death. He swung the sickle lightly, and saw countless thick and black chains burst out between the earth. The chains were like ferocious and black earth dragons emerging from the center of the earth.

Yuan Zhinu was extremely surprised. She was about to hide, but found that she had such a chain wrapped around her feet at some point.

These chains were like black pythons, coiled around Yuan Chin, bound his arms, locked his throat, sealed his eyes, his mouth and nose, suffocation and darkness made people feel desperate.

He didn't even have time to think or make any effective avoidance.

The breath of death had completely penetrated into his body.

A dark dark giant door opened, and these chains were sent to the deepest part of Nibelon's root along with Yuan Child's body.

"Okay, the troubles have been cleared, and now no one can ruin our good things."

Hela flashed behind Chu Zihang. Chu Zihang turned around and stared at Hela calmly. The other party's image was not unfamiliar with it. At this time, Hela was still smiling brightly, as if the girl was back.

"What are you waiting for?" Chu Zihang spoke first.

"You are so anxious. I feel embarrassed to start a gentle person like you, Senior Brother."

Hela smiled lightly and blinked mischievously in front of Chu Zihang. Chu Zihang's eyes drooped, first showing a look of admitting defeat, and then suddenly burst out with a fierce intention, as if the lion sleeping in his heart roared trembling in the mountains.
Chapter completed!