Chapter 648: The Comatose Empress

Or he could just use his trump card - B-rank spiritual clothing, Sea of ​​Memory.

If this empress wants to humiliate him, then he will fight to the death and show the empress a multi-camera panoramic video of "blasphemy against the Dragon God"!

Let’s die together!

However, just when Xia Feng was hesitating between suicide and fighting to the death, he found that after the empress finished speaking, there was no next move.

He looked up doubtfully.

The woman on the imperial throne frowned, one hand covering her forehead, the other tightly gripping the armrest, her body trembling slightly under her slim-fitting dark gold imperial skirt.

Kwa La La——

At the same time, the chains of law that bound Xia Feng suddenly shattered.

Xia Feng landed on the ground, 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 from the imperial throne, and the empress's condition was obviously unstable.

The pale, vertical pupil raised a glance at Xia Feng. Although his face was pale, his tone remained calm. "After re-establishing contact with the original body, I will also need to bear the pain that the original body has endured."

Is there such a thing? Xia Feng was slightly surprised.

But before he could ask more questions, the surging divine energy suddenly dissipated, and the woman sitting on the imperial throne swayed, fell backwards, and fainted.

The space returned to silence.

Xia Feng: “.”

"Um. Your Majesty, are you okay?" he called tentatively.

Wait 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, took a step and flew straight into the clouds.

Soon he arrived in front of the towering pale dragon head and placed his feet on it.

The woman in the imperial skirt was lying on her back with her legs placed in front of the imperial throne. Beneath the dark gold skirt engraved with dragon patterns, a pale dragon tail drooped limply along the bend of her legs and hung down to the side of Xia Feng's feet.

Xia Feng's eyes moved upwards. The dark golden dragon pattern on her skirt rode on the clouds and mist, swam across the flat snowfield, and climbed over the towering peaks.

His gaze finally settled on the pale, tense little face of the woman on the throne, who looked genuinely in great pain.

Seeing this scene, Xia Feng's expression also tensed up, because he suddenly realized.

Since the Empress and Miss Evil Dragon suffer the same pain,

The empress suddenly couldn't bear the pain, so wasn't the same situation happening to Miss Xielong?

Is the pain getting worse?

Xia Feng was worried and frowned in thought. If the pain was the same, then if the pain on the Empress' side was alleviated, the pain on Miss Evil Dragon's side would also be alleviated.

It won’t be so uncomfortable?

Thinking of this, Xia Feng hurriedly took out a string of candied haws from the Nashi space, took a step forward and leaned over.

Gradually approaching the empress's stunning little face.

But at this moment, the pair of tightly closed eyes suddenly opened, and the cold vertical pupils were full of vigilance: "What are you doing!"

The murderous intention is revealed!

“——!!” Xia Feng’s black pupils shrank suddenly, and his soul felt an unprecedented pressure that was enough to kill him. His face turned pale in an instant, and blood flowed from the corners of his lips.

"Patta--" He could no longer hold the candied haws, and the bamboo sticks with the crystal red fruits fell to the ground, and one of them cracked slightly.

The Empress was stunned. She recalled that in her original body's memory, this thing was a magical food that could be used to relieve her own pain. She loved to eat it.

So the believer who leaned over just now actually wanted to help me relieve the pain?

Xia Feng was so shocked that he was forced to take two steps back. The atmosphere was frozen for two seconds, and both of them looked down at the cracked candied haws on the ground.

Xia Feng had no expression on his face. He bent down silently and slowly picked up the candied haws.

Seeing that the believer was silent and wanted to take the item back, the empress frowned and said, "Wait."

Xia Feng raised his black pupils calmly.

The woman in the imperial skirt pursed her lips and said, "You actually wanted to give this thing 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 remnant spirit was too difficult to communicate with, and her attacks were very heavy.

Hearing Xia Feng's unpleasant tone, the empress remembered the worried and anxious expression on Xia Feng's face that she saw when she opened her eyes just now.

I didn't think much about it at the time, but now I realize that this believer really cared about her.

She stared at the bleeding corner of Xia Feng's lips, her heart churning, she frowned and raised her hand.

Xia Feng's pupils shrank slightly, and he subconsciously took a step back, leaving her with no chance to catch him.

"." The empress opened her mouth, "You"

She didn't know how to explain for a moment, so she frowned and looked cold, and forcibly grabbed Xia Feng's wrist.

Xia Feng suddenly felt a warm current flowing through his palms into his limbs, as if he was wandering in the spiritual springs of a fairy mountain, nourishing his soul and perfectly repairing the injuries just caused by the empress's divine wrath.

Even the mental strength has been slightly improved.

At the same time, the candied haws in his hand was taken over by the empress.

"I heard this snack can relieve pain?" The Empress wondered. "How does it work? It doesn't look like some rare spiritual ingredient."

You ask me, who should I ask? Xia Feng kept silent, too lazy to explain. He really didn't know why Miss Xielong could relieve her pain after eating candied haws.

Maybe a sweet tooth?

The empress opened her red lips slightly and gently sucked a crystal red fruit. The sweet feeling immediately seeped from the tip of her tongue into her throat. Her cheeks puffed up cutely, her pupils narrowed slightly, and she gently bit and tasted it.

Compared to all the delicacies she had eaten, the taste was just okay.

As to whether it alleviates the pain.

It seems like there is, but it also seems like there isn’t?

But regardless of whether it happened or not, she found herself inexplicably wanting to wag her tail. The pale dragon tail under the dark gold imperial skirt rustled, and the tip of the tail swayed left and right.

It seemed that this distracted her and made the pain less severe.

She raised her pupils and looked at Xia Feng again. After the pain eased a little, she felt that even this arrogant believer was a little more pleasing to her eyes.

However, the believer seemed to be in a bad mood because of what happened just now, and his face looked indifferent.

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 frown relaxed slightly, and the pain seemed to dissipate, Xia Feng's worries eased a little, his expression relaxed a little, and he was not prepared to argue with this capricious tyrant anymore.

Anyway, Miss Xielong should be able to get relief.

The empress keenly discovered that after she sucked a candied haws, Xia Feng's expression eased a little and was no longer cold.

It seems 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 spare you the punishment for your blasphemous act."

Xia Feng: “?”

Concerned? Xia Feng was stunned, his black pupils narrowed slightly.

Seeing the believers still a little confused, the empress reluctantly explained, "Xia Feng, I'm not some moody, unreasonably angry God Lord. It's true that I was displeased with you before because of my true self, but as long as you abide by the rules of the believers, I will naturally respect you and treat you well."

“.”

After hearing the Empress' explanation, Xia Feng wiped the last trace of blood from the corner of his lips and smiled, his black pupils unusually calm.

"Your Majesty, you think too much."

(End of this chapter)