"You... What are you going to do?" the driver looked at the giant scythe in the hand of the little girl in the red dress with frightened eyes, and his voice trembled.

The little girl in the red dress suddenly grinned, stretched out her scarlet tongue, and licked her lips.

With one hand, she lifted the giant scythe into the air with ease, and slowly walked towards the driver.

The driver recoiled again and again, and accidentally sat down on the ground.

He crawled and crawled, wanting to get away from the little girl in the red dress.

However, no matter how hard he tried, the distance between the little girl in the red dress and him was constantly shrinking at a slow pace.

"No, don't...", the driver wept bitterly.

A great sense of fear, like a blunt knife, cut back and forth in his heart.

He knew that he was dead, but he still couldn't help but be afraid of the giant scythe in the hand of the little girl in the red dress.

It was as if there was a magic power on that scythe that could easily make him taste a hundred times the pain of death!

"Three years ago. ”

"13 November 2005. ”

The little girl in the red dress kept walking, and suddenly spoke, gave a date, and asked, "Do you remember this day clearly?"

"No! I don't remember! I don't remember anything!" the driver was still crawling on the ground.

The footsteps of the little girl in the red dress are not slow.

She seemed to be deliberately torturing the crawling driver in this way.

"If you don't want to remember, then I'll help you remember!"

The voice of the little girl in the red dress sounded again, braving the bleak cold.

"Northern suburbs. ”

"Shanshui City. ”

"Room 1001 in 32 buildings. ”

"It's about two o'clock in the morning. ”

The burglar was found on the spot by the awakened owner, and in a fit of rage, knocked out the owner's family of three. ”

"The thief looted the valuable things in the owner's house, and before leaving, he deliberately opened the valve of the natural gas and set a fire, creating the illusion of an accidental fire, and successfully evaded the police investigation. ”

"The thief who killed and set the fire is you!"

"Do you know that the family of three woke up from fainting when the fire first started. ”

"They didn't die in a coma. But in a conscious state, he was burned alive by the fire!"

"Xiaoling!Xiaoling!Xiaoling!!"

"Listen, the parents are screaming hoarsely for their baby daughter, who has fainted in the smoke... Giggles...."

"They used their bodies to block the tongue of fire for their daughter..."

"Gurgle... Lo and behold, their daughter finally woke up before they fell..."

"But what if you wake up?!"

"What else can you do but watch your body burn?!"

"Death!"

"That's what death looks like!"

"What a beautiful melody..."

The little girl in the red dress had an intoxicated expression on her face.

At this time, she closed her eyes slightly, and shook the death sickle in her hand rhythmically.

And the huge Death Scythe seemed to have become a baton in her hand.

The rotten breath of death.

A scarlet undercurrent of blood.

The two are intertwined, hovering and winding on the sharp blade of the huge death scythe held by the little girl in the red dress...

Like two smooth carcasses hugging each other tightly, the ears and temples are grinding, the water milk is blended, and they dance on the blade...

Revolve...

Caper...

It never stops...

It's like dancing a waltz of the dead with no end in sight...

"Did you hear that?" the little girl in the red dress opened her eyes again, and her eyes were red.

"This is the melody of death..."

"What a beautiful melody..."

"Giggle..."

An eerie laugh frantically tore at the driver's eardrums.

The driver's facial features had already been compressed to the point of deformation by a huge sense of fear.

At this time, his face, tears and snot flowed profusely.

"I've been waiting for this moment for three years..."

The little girl in the red dress still spoke.

"You must not have imagined what kind of life I have lived in purgatory in the past three years in order to be able to become a qualified god of death as soon as possible and seek revenge on you..."

"Death, death, death, death again, never-ending death!"

"I'm like a living person, truly tasting all kinds of strange ways to die!"

"And the one who has supported me to persist until now is you!"

"I've finally become a worthy Grim Reaper..."

"And you!"

"Will!will!forever!world!no!get!super!!!"

Wow!

Poof!

The Grim Reaper's scythe struck through the driver's chest with a sudden blow.

Immediately after, the blade of the Death Scythe rose high.

The little girl in the red dress raised her head, her eyes wide, staring directly at the driver who was lifted in the air, as if she did not want to miss any painful moment on his face.

Swish!

Scythe flick!

The driver's body was thrown high!

Poof!

Strike at the waist!

Swish!

The driver's body was thrown high again!

Poof!

Slash your head with one hit!

Swish!

Throw it up again!

Poof!

Whew...

Puff puff...

A huge scythe, churning wildly in mid-air.

It's like a big meat grinder, crushing the driver again and again...

"Die!"

"Die!"

"Die!"

The little girl in the red dress had bulging eyes, bloodshot eyes, a hideous face, and shouted loudly through gritted teeth.

The hatred that piled up in her heart!

It's been fermenting hatred for three years!

At this moment, I finally found a way to vent!

And at this moment, two figures suddenly flashed under the street lamp not far away.

One man and one woman.

The man is 1.9 meters tall, about 30 years old, wearing a tuxedo, shiny leather shoes on his feet, and a warm smile full of gentlemanly demeanor on his face.

The woman is 1.7 meters tall, in her early twenties, with a somewhat rickety back, her whole body is wrapped in white bandages, and there are sutures of white threads at the corners of her mouth, which spread all the way to the base of her ears.

The strange thing is that both of them are standing under the street lamp, but there is no trace of a shadow at their feet.

"Xiu none. ”

The woman was the first to speak, "Let's see, is Ling crazy?

Between her mouth opening and closing, the suture white threads at the corners of her mouth were pulled back and forth, and just looking at it gave people a very painful feeling.

The tall man who was called "Xiu Wu" smiled slightly and said, "Blood Mo, let's just wait here for a while, what's the matter?"

Hearing this, a strange light quickly flashed in Xuemo's eyes, and he immediately shook his lips and said, "Just wait." Anyway, with you by my side, what else do I have to complain about? But Ling is such a fool..."