Before Xi Yao and Qin Ling'er left, a woman in red handed Xi Yao a prescription.

Goth was a genius, and with a glance at the general description of the condition, even if it was only the initial symptoms, he could quickly deduce how the patient had died. It seemed to insult him to make a medicine for this disease, because his talent was far above such a level.

But in any case, for the sake of that flawed water burial, Ge Si is still willing to insult himself occasionally, such as appreciating a prescription from Xiyao, but it is just that blurred eyes, lazily glancing at the white paper and black ink, and waving two strokes casually.

Ji Po sat on the rock, looking at his master, and stood lonely aside.

Ever since Fan Chen left Xilan Palace, he hadn't said a word, and there was no expression on his face that revealed any traces of his heart. But Keppel knew that his master was having a hard time right now.

Kuiba and the others waited for the silver-haired boy in the distance to see the young man in the distance, and walked forward quickly. Kuibal has come to ask Dusty to inherit the throne of the Dark Empire.

In fact, many of the Inquisitors were looking for Fan Chen, and the same request was only killed by him, and he didn't have time to say anything.

The Inquisitor is the Knight of the Darkness, and the Dark Empire is a deformed place where a strange sense of justice is brewed.

It is also extremely contradictory, even if the Soul King is dead and the dragons are leaderless, because everyone knows that there is an extremely extraordinary successor, so this dark empire is still firmly standing, with strong self-discipline, which does not affect its daily operations in the slightest.

If the evil Grim Reaper becomes the righteous judge, will it be the glory of the Dark Empire or the shame of his dust?

Without waiting for Quibal to speak, Jippel got up and said in a loud voice, "Go back, my master won't agree." ”

Ji Po felt that these judges were very strange, knowing that it was a dead end, and one by one they still came to die, just for one request, is this honor so important?

Quibal believed that the Grim Reaper loved to kill, and that if it took another form, brutality could replace the crown of justice, and be given a kind of reputation for the judgment of sin, wouldn't it be the best of both worlds.

But the god of death is the god of death, how can he have such a good heart, who does he want to die, where does he need a reason, whether it is justice or evil, as long as he sees blood, as long as he dies.

But now, he just wants Ya Chi to die, but he can't die because of a woman he loved.

"Hehe," Fan Chen thought of this, sneered unconsciously, and said, "Can a person only have one heart?"

If he had changed his heart, he would still be dusty, and he would have replaced this stupid heart without hesitation, the heart engraved with the woman's name had now become a cancer, giving him the illusion of festering all over his body.

Kuiba didn't understand what Fan Chen meant, and heard that he didn't like to talk before every killing, but he just did it without hesitation. Is today a special case?

"Yes. Quibal replied.

"Who prescribed it?"

"Heaven predestined. ”

"It's a good day," Fan Chen looked into the distance, his voice was cold, without any emotion, "When will that woman die?"

Kuiba stepped forward and followed Fanchen's line of sight, and there was a young girl he didn't recognize, and he didn't have the girl's Soul Breaker Lamp on his corpse rope.

The Inquisitor knew every name on his rope, and he knew the face and identity of the person to whom that name corresponded.

Quibal turned to look at the rest of the Inquisitors, and everyone understood what Quibal meant.

The inquisitors pulled out the ropes around their waists, and there were rows of dense soul-breaking lamps, but none of them belonged to the girl.

"At this moment, it is impossible to know the time of the woman's death, if the rest of the inquisitors do not know, and there is no soul lamp on the lock rope, it means that she will not die in the next few years. Kuiba said honestly.

"This is what God does?" Fan Chen smiled disappreciably, "What if I kill her now, is it against the will of heaven?"

"This ......"

"Disobeyed, so what?"

Kuiba remembered that the Soul King was because he acted against the sky, offended the heavens, and suffered retribution, so he lost his life, but Kuiba didn't know that the reason why the Soul Mullions couldn't die was, in the final analysis, because of an agreement between the Grim Reaper, Xi and the Underworld.

Retribution for going against the sky? Maybe there really is such a thing, but in the case of death, it doesn't work at all.

"Since you want me to go to the Dark Empire so much, then I don't mind going to the door, I just have something to do. Before Fan Chen finished speaking, the person was gone.

In the blink of an eye, Kuiba saw a silver-haired boy standing next to the girl in the distance, the girl's skirt and long hair were raised wantonly by a strong gust of wind, and then slowly fell, and she was looking at the boy who suddenly appeared in surprise.

Ji Po held his head high and said to the judges, "Carry me away!"

Fan Chen's meaning is obvious, he is going to the Dark Empire, so Ji Po is also going to the Dark Empire. He was originally a small follower, just a transparent person, but now he really wants the wind and the rain.

"It's just you, big, steady, not too bumpy. Geppel walked up to one of the inquisitors and tugged at the man's cloak. The man was stunned for a moment, then glanced at Kuiba, and then he didn't dare to come out, so he really squatted down and let the arrogant transparent man climb on his back.

"Excuse me...... Yes...... Is it something?" the girl asked, puzzled, wondering why the boy had suddenly appeared and blocked her way.

"I'm confused," Fan Chen looked down at the girl's frightened flowers, and said, "Invite you to explore together, okay?"

"Huh?" the girl looked even more confused, not knowing how to answer.

The clear blue eyes, looking at the flowers on the ground carelessly, gave the girl an illusion, he seemed to be very unhappy, a faint indifference, seemed to hide a deep sadness, so that she could not let go.

For some reason, the girl couldn't find a reason to refuse anyway, and she replied in a ghostly manner, "Good." ”

That peerless and cold face, like a still time, condenses the best moments, but under such a perfect appearance, he is a dangerous existence.

He listened to the girl's response, and a scornful chuckle rose at the corner of one of his mouth, and the devil's evil smile was such an ominous omen.

"I'm going to die. Fan Chen kindly reminded that he allowed the girl to leave at this moment, the last chance.

The girl was stunned for a moment, and her instinct warned her that she should run away at this moment, because the young man in front of her, exuding an evil aura all over his body, was not the sunny boy she saw at first sight. But she forgot to run away, and instead fell under that beautiful evil smile, as if she were enchanted.

"Huh?" the girl lowered her head, looked at the hand held by Fan Chen, and followed him, she didn't know that this heart-pounding back was really a death, not a pure prank.

The girl followed Fan Chen, walking on the long bridge, the firelight on both sides extended to the Senleng Castle at the end, and beyond that, there was endless darkness.

Walking into the gate of the castle, the girl unconsciously gathered her fingers, she didn't know, he already felt a cold sweat in her palms, but he wouldn't stop, because she agreed to this mortal adventure.

The inquisitors in the castle all retreated when they saw Fan Chen, and his arrival was exactly what everyone was looking forward to. They didn't dare to get too close, one was fear, and the other was respect.

At least, in their minds, Fan Chen was the most suitable ruler of the Dark Empire ever, but he wasn't, and he didn't want to.

The gates of the castle closed without anyone maniculating them, and only the remnants of the blue air flowed out in all directions before finally disappearing.

Fan Chen glanced at the inquisitors in the distance and said, "Either die together, or stay out of the way." ”

The judges listened to Fan Chen's words, turned around one after another, and retreated.

At the same time, the girl was also frightened by the cold voice of the dust, and she lowered her head extremely unnaturally, but she could not hide the uneasy look on her face.

Fan Chen let go of his hand, there were still sweat stains on the girl's nervousness on his hands, and he said with a smile, "Next time, remember, the devil's hand, don't touch it casually." ”

Next time?Is there a next time for the girl?

The girl looked up, her innocent eyes filled with fear and doubt. Yes, it is not so much that she was seduced, but that she fell.

"Ah!" the girl was taken aback, she raised her hand, looked down at her palm, there was a little blue mark, although the area was small, like a mole, but the skin burned hotly and painfully.

The girl didn't know why, but one of the fingers of her other hand pressed against the blue part of her palm, and instead of erasing it, it burned that finger, causing cold sweat to break out on her vest and wet her underwear.

Not an imprint, but a dynamic blue fire. It would stretch all the way down her arm, along the way. But Fan Chen wasn't sure whether the blue flame that remained in the girl's body would first cut her throat or burn her heart.

Fan Chen leaned down, approached the girl's frightened pale face, and said, "You have some time left, which you can use to escape." ”

Go back the way she came, or find a new exit, and he won't stop her as long as she has a limited amount of time to escape. But he knew that the only exit was the door, which had been blocked by him.

Fan Chen picked up the girl's hand, the cold touch was left on the girl's smooth skin, as cold as his emotionless tone, he smiled and said, "Find a knife and cut it, maybe you can stop your death." ”

"Huh?" the girl's shock came one after another, unable to adapt in time and unable to keep up with his rhythm.

"Don't kill yourself," Fan Chen said, lowered his head, kissed the girl's slightly trembling red lips, he raised his head, his incomprehensible eyes fell on the girl's face, and said, "Okay?"

The girl could not describe the complicated feelings of the moment, she was just passing by that place and returning home with the flowers she had just picked, but she stumbled upon this mysterious and attractive young man, who had an irresistible magic in him.

Fan Chen looked at the girl's crimson cheeks and smiled unconsciously. What the hell is a woman? Fan Chen seems to have returned to a thousand years ago, the ignorant of the world.