Chapter 648 The unconscious empress
Chapter 648 648. The unconscious empress
Or he could just use his trump card - B-level spiritual clothes, the sea of memory.
If the empress wanted to humiliate him, he would fight to the death, and show the empress a multi-camera panoramic video of "blaspheming the Dragon God"!
Let's die together!
But just when Xia Feng was hesitating between suicide and fighting to the death, he found that the empress did not take the next step after she finished speaking.
He looked up in confusion,
and saw the thin eyebrows of the woman on the throne frowned, one hand covering her forehead, and the other hand tightly grasping the armrest, her body trembling slightly under the slim waisted dark gold imperial skirt.
Kuala--
At the same time, the law chain that bound Xia Feng suddenly broke.
Xia Feng landed, took out a set of clothes from the Nashi space and put them on, while observing the woman on the throne, his eyes hesitant, "What's wrong with you?"
Circles of divine golden waves rippled out with the throne as the center, and the empress's state was obviously not stable.
The pale vertical pupil lightly raised Xia Feng's eyes. Although his face was pale, his tone was still calm, "After re-establishing contact with the main body, the pain that the main body endured, I also need to endure."
Is there such a thing? Xia Feng was slightly shocked.
But before he could continue to ask more questions, the divine energy waves that were spreading out suddenly dissipated, and the woman sitting on the throne shook her body, leaned back, and fainted.
The space returned to silence.
Xia Feng: "."
"Your Majesty, are you okay?" He shouted tentatively.
Wait for ten seconds.
No response.
Xia Feng pondered for a moment, and waited silently for another ten seconds.
Seeing that the other party still showed no signs of waking up, he narrowed his black pupils slightly, took a step and flew straight to the high clouds.
Soon he came in front of the towering pale dragon head, and his feet landed on the dragon head.
The woman in the imperial skirt was lying on her back, with her legs placed in front of the imperial throne. Under the dark gold skirt with dragon patterns, a pale dragon tail drooped weakly along the bend of her legs and fell to the side of Xia Feng's feet.
Xia Feng's eyes moved upwards, and the dark gold dragon pattern on the skirt rode the clouds and mist, swam across the flat snowfield, and climbed over the towering peaks.
His eyes finally fixed on the pale and tense face of the woman on the imperial throne, and her expression was indeed very painful.
Seeing this scene, Xia Feng's expression also tightened, because he suddenly realized.
Since the empress and Miss Xielong suffered the same pain,
if the empress suddenly couldn't bear the pain, wouldn't Miss Xielong be in the same situation?
Did the pain intensify?
Xia Feng was worried and frowned in thought. If the pain was the same, would it be relieved on the empress's side and Miss Xielong's side would also be relieved.
It won't be so uncomfortable?
Thinking of this, Xia Feng hurriedly took out a string of candied haws from the Nashi space, stepped forward and leaned over.
Gradually approaching the charming little face of the empress.
But at this moment, the tightly closed eyes suddenly opened, and the cold vertical pupils were full of vigilance: "What are you doing!"
The murderous intention was revealed!
"——!!" Xia Feng's black pupils shrank suddenly, and his soul felt an unprecedented pressure that was enough to kill him. In an instant, his face turned pale and blood flowed from the corners of his lips.
"Pah--" He could no longer hold the candied haws, and the bamboo sticks with crystal red fruits fell to the ground, and one of them cracked faintly.
The empress was stunned. She remembered that in her original memory, this thing was a kind of magical food that could be used to relieve her own pain. Her original body liked to eat it very much.
So this believer leaned over just now, actually wanting to help me relieve my pain?
Xia Feng was shocked and forced to take two steps back. The atmosphere stagnated for two seconds. Both of them looked down at the cracked string of candied haws on the ground.
Xia Feng had no expression on his face. He leaned down silently and picked up the candied haws slowly.
Seeing that the believer was going to take the item back without saying anything, the empress frowned: "Wait."
Xia Feng raised her black pupils calmly.
The woman in the imperial skirt pursed her lips: "You actually wanted to give this item to me just now, didn't you have other intentions?"
"What else?" Xia Feng wiped the blood from the corner of his lips. To be honest, he missed Miss Xielong a little. This residual spirit was too difficult to communicate with, and the attack was very heavy.
Listening to Xia Feng's not-so-good tone, the empress remembered the worried and anxious expression of Xia Feng that she saw when she opened her eyes just now.
I didn't think much at that time, but now I think that this believer really cares about her.
She stared at Xia Feng's bleeding lips, her heart surged, frowned and raised her hand.
Xia Feng's pupils shrank slightly, and he subconsciously stepped back, so that she could grab nothing directly.
"." The empress opened her mouth, "You"
She didn't know how to explain for a while, so she had to frown and coldly face, and forcibly grabbed Xia Feng's wrist.
Xia Feng immediately felt a warm current flowing through his palms into his limbs, as if he was wandering in the spiritual springs of the fairy mountains, nourishing his soul and perfectly repairing the injuries caused by the empress's divine anger.
Even his mental strength was slightly improved.
At the same time, the candied haws in his hand was taken by the empress.
"I heard that this snack can relieve pain?" The empress was puzzled, "What is the principle? It doesn't look like a rare spiritual material."
You ask me, who should I ask? Xia Feng kept silent, too lazy to explain, and he really didn't know why Miss Xielong could relieve pain after eating candied haws.
Maybe she likes sweets?
The empress opened her red lips and gently sucked a crystal red fruit. The sweet feeling immediately seeped from the tip of her tongue into her throat, her cheeks bulged cutely, and her vertical pupils squinted and she gently bit and tasted it.
Compared with the various delicacies she had eaten, this taste was just okay.
As for whether it relieved pain.
It seemed to have, but it seemed not to have?
But whether it was true or not, she found herself wanting to wag her tail inexplicably. The pale dragon tail under the dark gold emperor's skirt rustled, and the tip of the tail swayed from side to side.
It seemed that this distracted her attention and she was not in so much pain.
She raised her pupils and looked at Xia Feng again. After the pain was slightly relieved, she felt that even this arrogant believer was a little more pleasing to the eye.
However, the believer seemed to be in a bad mood because of what happened just now, and his face was cold.
Xia Feng was indeed in a bad mood and was too lazy to pretend to be polite to this remnant spirit.
However, after seeing the other party eat the candied haws, his frowning brows relaxed slightly, and the pain seemed to be relieved. Xia Feng's worries were also relieved, and his face was relieved. He was not prepared to argue with this moody tyrant.
Anyway, Miss Evil Dragon should be relieved.
The empress keenly discovered that after sucking a candied haws, Xia Feng's face was slightly relieved and no longer cold.
It seems that this believer is actually quite easy to please. She was in a good mood, biting the icing pulp while nodding and saying calmly:
"Since you care so much about me, I will not punish you for your blasphemous behavior."
Xia Feng: "?"
Care? Xia Feng was stunned, and his black pupils narrowed slightly.
Seeing that the believer was still a little confused, the empress explained helplessly: "Xia Feng, I am not a moody and unreasonably angry god. I was indeed unhappy with you because of my original body before, but as long as you abide by the rules of believers, I will naturally respect you and treat you well."
"."
Hearing the empress's explanation, Xia Feng wiped the last trace of blood from the corner of his lips, smiled, and his black pupils were unusually calm:
"Your Majesty, you think too much."