Chapter 155 Ning Rongrong, you don’t want Oscar to die either, do you?
The deepest test room in Mingdetang underground base.

All four walls were made of the strongest alloy, with small luminous pearls inlaid at regular intervals, illuminating the entire basement as bright as day.

Two gods, one male and one female, were tied to two iron pillars, their limbs were bound with chains, and they were unable to struggle.

There was a hint of dark purple light flowing in those chains, as if some kind of poison had penetrated the chains that locked his hands and feet.

click -

The sensor door opened slightly, and Lu Xueling walked in with Tang Ya and Qian Renxue.

When Qian Renxue saw the two gods tied to the iron pillars, her eyes were stunned for a moment, and then she revealed a gloating smile.

Tang Ya, the Herr of Death, had a blank expression on her face. She just stood there silently, with no emotion in her eyes.

Lu Xueling clasped his hands together and raised his left index finger slightly. The space in front of Ning Rongrong and Oscar instantly distorted, and two slaps were given through the air!

clap clap!

"Time to wake up."

After two crisp and loud slaps, Lu Xueling calmly withdrew his hand.

The two gods were hit so hard that they slowly opened their eyes. They saw a strange room and tried to move, but found that they couldn't even move a finger, tied tightly by the seemingly ordinary chains.

"You... who are you? I am the Nine-Colored Goddess!" Ning Rongrong raised her eyes and saw the faces of the three people at the door.

Lu Xueling ignored her and reached out to touch Qian Renxue's head, chuckling, "Do you want to go say hello?"

Qian Renxue raised a sneer at the corner of her mouth and walked towards the two gods. At the same time, a dark golden halo began to emerge from her body. Qian Fei's figure, which was about 14 years old, returned to her original shape in the blink of an eye!
"Nine-Colored Goddess Ning Rongrong, God of Cookery Oscar..."

She leaned forward, close to the two gods, a playful arc appeared on her lips, and her voice was low and cold: "Do you still recognize me?"

The faces of the two gods turned pale in an instant, their pupils contracted violently, and their eyes were filled with horror and fear!

"It's you!"

Oscar's lips trembled as he stared at the person in front of him in disbelief, his eyes filled with panic, "How is this possible! Qian Renxue!! You are just a mortal without a godly status! How can you live for ten thousand years!?"

"Why can't she?" Lu Xueling smiled slightly and took a few steps forward, getting closer to the two gods. "By the way, how is the injury of the Death God King recovering?"

Bang bang bang bang...

Ning Rongrong began to struggle frantically, but was unable to break free of the chains. A panicked expression appeared on her face, and she screamed, "Who are you?! Let me out! Third Brother will not let you go!"

"Puff." Lu Xueling burst out laughing: "Don't struggle, are you still dreaming that Tang Shenwang will come to save you? I have placed space restrictions on all of you, so it is impossible for him to sense any of your situations. Even if he can really find you, hehe... I promise that he will never come back."

Oscar gnashed his teeth and snorted angrily, "You are so arrogant! Xiao San is the Shura God, one of the Five God Kings in the God Realm! Even if he is really no match for you, as long as the five God Kings join forces, they will cut you into pieces!"

Snapped!
A deep red whip mark suddenly hit Oscar's face, instantly turning his handsome face into a bloody mess.

Tang Ya, the Ruler of Death, swung her chain blade and said coldly, "If you dare to disrespect my god again, I will not only whip you once."

Oscar was shaking with pain, his eyes full of hatred. He said angrily: "Xiao San will not let you go!"

Lu Xueling shrugged, looking nonchalant: "Then let him come. If you can live to that time..."

These words made the two gods' hearts instantly rise to their throats.

Ning Rongrong shouted sharply, "No! You, you can't kill us! You are making an enemy of Shrek Academy! You are making an enemy of the God Realm!"

"Really?" Lu Xueling raised his eyebrows and signaled Qian Renxue with his eyes.

The latter understood, and the golden light condensed slightly, and a slightly dim golden long sword was pressed against Oscar's neck. "Ah..." Oscar was so scared that his face turned pale and cold sweat broke out on his forehead. Of course he knew it, this was the Angel's Holy Sword! !
Did Qian Renxue actually regain her divine power? !

"Do you think I would dare to do that?" Qian Renxue glanced at Oscar indifferently, her tone extremely cold.

Ning Rongrong was so frightened that her eyes were filled with tears. She no longer cared about her pride as a goddess and started begging for mercy: "No, don't kill Oscar! Qian Renxue, please! Don't kill us..."

"oh?"

Lu Xueling glanced at her with a half-smile and said, "Then give Qian Renxue a reason to let you go?"

"I..." Ning Rongrong was choked, her beautiful face flushed red.

Lu Xueling moved closer to Ning Rongrong's face, purple light flashing in his eyes, and lifted her chin: "Ning Rongrong, you don't want Oscar to die, do you? Then just be obedient from now on~"

Ning Rongrong was shocked, her eyes showing a strange panic, "You, what are you going to do to me..."

Lu Xueling said nothing, but let Qian Renxue move the sword closer to Oscar's neck, and blood was faintly flowing out.

Oscar was so scared that he lost his mind, "RongRong...save me! Save me!"

Finally, the Nine-Colored Goddess' eyes revealed a bit of humiliation and despair. She clenched her teeth and said in a hoarse and choked voice: "I will be obedient... Don't kill him."

Lu Xueling smiled with satisfaction, and immediately ordered Qian Renxue to put down the Angel Holy Sword.

Ning Rongrong closed her eyes and cried in despair, as if she had already imagined how Lu Xueling would torture her in the future.

But the next second, the man in front of her suddenly turned his face away. Then, Tang Ya took another step in front of Ning Rongrong, with blue and white energy of destruction lingering on the palm of her left hand.

This scene was totally different from what she had imagined and made Ning Rongrong stunned: "You...what are you going to do..."

"I want to borrow something from you."

Click!

Tang Ya left six short words, then grabbed Ning Rongrong's face, pinched it hard with her five fingers, and a strong suction force came onto Ning Rongrong's face.

The next second, a nine-colored pagoda was slowly pulled out by the Herrscher of Death.

“Ahhhh——!!”

The god's screams echoed in the experimental room, but not a single sound was transmitted.

Shrek Academy.

Meng Hongchen and Xiao Hongchen have completed the admission procedures and returned to their respective dormitories to rest. Moon is dead, so there is no longer a dormitory manager downstairs.

As for accommodation, Xian Lin'er arranged a Shrek Academy student for each of them, but no one knew what her intention was.

Bang bang bang.

"Please come in."

Meng Hongchen opened the door and saw her Shrek roommate at a glance. She stretched out her hand with a calm face and said, "Hello, my name is Meng Hongchen, an exchange student from Sun Moon Royal Academy, a level 5 soul instructor. Please give me your guidance in the next two and a half years."

Her roommate mechanically held the hand she extended: "Hello, my name is Wu Feng, and I'm a fourth-ring soul master from Shrek Academy."

Meng Hongchen's eyes narrowed slightly. She found that there seemed to be two undried tear marks on Wu Feng's cheeks, obviously he had just cried not long ago.

(End of this chapter)