Sleeping until midnight was indeed a little thirsty, Xianxian got up with her elbows propped up, ready to take the cup from the young man's hand.

The young man pressed her shoulder directly, and timidly handed the rim of the cup to her lips:

"Sister Yuna, I'll feed you......"

As a person who can enjoy life, the demon concubine squinted, opened her mouth, and took a sip of water.

At the same time, she did not miss the smell of blood coming from the teenager.

Although the taste is light, it does exist.

So Xianxian drank water and swallowed it, and asked without a trace: "Xiao Luo, did you go out to fight with someone just now?" ”

The young man nodded without changing his face.

Sure enough, no matter what period it is, Chris Grim cannot be a little sheep, but a wolf.

"It's not hurt, is it?" The fairy sobered up a little and pulled him over to look up and down.

The young man lowered his eyes, his long eyelashes like crow's feathers trembled slightly, and he opened his arms for her to look at, and he was very obedient: "No." ”

It's better for him to be better, otherwise the Grim Reaper's boyhood was so cute, and there would always be a sense of disobedience.

"That's good, go to bed early."

The fairy pinched the young man's face, and the young man let her pinch it casually, and the phoenix eyes were shining brightly.

Finally, when she fell asleep again, he got up and quietly compared the heights of the two, and in the past two months he has been running very fast, almost taller than her.

Realizing this, although it was just a small matter of sesame seeds, the young man still pursed his lips and snickered.

Well, two months in the cell is enough to be worth more than ten years of his crawling......

Although it was more dangerous than the ten years he had lived, he was very happy.

Happiness always feels that all this is very unreal, and if it is a dream, then it should never wake up.

He pressed it against the fairy's back and closed his eyes obediently.

--

The weekly Day of the Gods is here again.

When the prisoners learned that the boss of the first cell had died at the hands of the boy, they set their solemn eyes on the fairy and the boy for the first time.

This time, they could no longer fish in troubled waters.

"The gods...... It's really annoying. Knocking down a prisoner with one punch, the boy and the fairy muttered back to back.

The gods sat in the stands around the Colosseum, looking down on them condescendingly.

It was a battle of life hanging by a thread for them, but to the gods, it was just a big game.

Hearing the young man say this, the fairy fairy's eyes moved, and in the future, the god of death would grow into such a ruthless god.

And if she becomes the god of death, it will completely change the young man's fate of becoming a god......

changed the trajectory of fate, and the boy would only live for a hundred years at most, and then he would die of old age in this ancient Rome.

They won't meet at all.

Countless thoughts passed through the fairy's mind, and finally, she set her eyes on the enemy in front of her.

Pack up all these prisoners before thinking about the future.

Boom!

The fairy and the boy joined forces, almost invincible.

Those prisoners soon knew that the others were no match for the two immortals at all, so they all gave up on them and found other prisoners instead.

Even if the immortals went to provoke in front of the prisoners, the prisoners ignored them.

Xianxian and the boy are like two lonely people who are excluded from the battle circle.

“……”

The two looked at each other and quietly returned to their cells.

"Sister, let's get out."

“……？” Unexpectedly, the young god of death would have such a thought, and the immortal's eyes widened.

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