In the underworld, in the center of the Death's Mansion, there is a bottomless hole, and on the edge of the hole stands a handsome young man and a tall middle-aged man. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Dad, can I not go down." The handsome-faced young man said to the tall middle-aged man.

"Fei'er, you are the son of my god of death, you must inherit my god throne, then you must collect the power of death in the lower realm." The middle-aged man patted the young man's head and said.

"Then can you not take away my death power." The young man said weakly.

"No, you have to start from scratch, this is the rule of our Reaper family." The middle-aged man said righteously.

"Otherwise, or I'll go and get the eldest sister back and let him be the one." Young people are still struggling.

"How can my daughter's family be the god of death." The middle-aged man said.

"Otherwise, I'll go find my third brother." Young people continue to struggle.

"Don't tell me about your third brother's unfilial son." The middle-aged man shouted, and said to the young man with a pitiful face: "Little Eight, Dad can only count on you, you can't let Dad down, if you don't inherit the throne of the god of death, I will die, I will not live." ”

"You've been dead for 30,000 years." The young man whispered.

The middle-aged man began to wail: "The child is not filial, he is not considerate of his father, Dad, I don't want to live anymore, I want to die, I don't live・・・・・・ ”

The young man was so disturbed by the noise that he waved his hand and said, "Okay, okay, I promise you, okay, but I want to pick the world myself." ”

The middle-aged man immediately jumped up, pulled the young man and said, "You are really my good son, you can choose by yourself, but you have to hurry." ”

The young man shook off the middle-aged man's hand, stretched out two fingers, and said, "I have two more conditions. “

The middle-aged man said righteously: "Say, no matter what the conditions, Dad will promise you." ”

"First, I want to know how to collect the Death Reaper Power of my chosen world." Young people said.

"Okay." The middle-aged man immediately agreed.

"Second, I ask you not to seal me, I want to use the power of death." The young man said.

"No, it's not in order." The middle-aged man said immediately.

"What's wrong, I only use the Death Power collected in the world, and I promise not to disrupt the general direction of the world. If you don't agree, I won't leave. The young man threatened.

The middle-aged man gritted his teeth and said, "You promise." ”

"I promise." The young man raised his right hand.

"Okay." The middle-aged man said.

"Then I'll start choosing the world." As he spoke, the young man approached the pit.

"Fei'er, hurry up and choose. You won't be able to leave when your mom comes back in a while. The middle-aged man urged.

"Okay." The young man answered, stretched out his right hand and pointed out, and countless notebooks suddenly flew out of the hole, each of which had a printed word, which was the name of this world. A voice came from outside: "I'm back." ”

The middle-aged man immediately got up in a hurry, put away all his notebooks and threw them into the pit. The young man exclaimed, "I haven't seen it yet." ”

"I don't have time to look at it, the world is just whatever, you go down first." With that, he kicked the young man into the pit.

"Pit son." The wails of young men were heard from the pit.

"Where's the age key, where's the age key? Got it. "Middle-aged people are still busy.

"Why didn't anyone greet me, really." The voice was closer.

The middle-aged man hurriedly pressed a number. A woman in her thirties, who still had charm, entered the house. Sitting on the sofa, he fanned the wind with his hand and said, "Why are you alone, where did Fei'er go?" ”

The middle-aged man wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said, "Yes, where is this child?" ”

"Probably went to make me food. This child is the most filial. The woman said.

"Yes, this kid is the most filial, I just said a few words, and he agreed." The middle-aged man said.

The woman's eyebrows stood up all of a sudden, and she stood up and pointed at the middle-aged man and said, "You, you won't let him go to the lower realm." ”

The middle-aged man lowered his head and said, "He volunteered." “

"Voluntary, I believe you're weird, get out." The woman pushed aside the middle-aged man and walked to the pit.

"If you go down, you won't be able to go up unless you collect enough Death Power." The middle-aged man said weakly next to him.

"I know, I'm just going to see which world my son was thrown into by you." As soon as the woman stretched out her finger, a notebook flew out of the pit, which read "Detective Conan", and the woman breathed a sigh of relief: "It should be a world without danger." Although the Nether will eliminate all of its own death power, I think Fei'er should be able to handle it. Then the woman looked at the pit again and shouted, "Xuanyuan Meng, look at the good things you have done." ”

The middle-aged man hurriedly stepped forward to take a look, only to see a big Arabic numeral six in the pit, and he was also in a cold sweat.

"Since you let your son be only six years old in the Nether." The woman said as she tugged at the middle-aged man's ear.

"I didn't mean it, it hurts, you see, you see, didn't I finally find an heir, I can't help but be happy, right, right."

"Happy, happy, I'll make you happy again."

"Madame, don't slap your face."

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A figure suddenly fell down in an alley in the dark night. The figure was still shouting: "Pit son." "That's what young people are. The young man is called Xuanyuan Fei, and the middle-aged man is his father, Xuanyuan Meng, the god of death, Xuanyuan Meng has eight children, Xuanyuan Fei is the eighth, there are three elder brothers, four sisters, and Xuanyuan Meng, who has been a god of death for 20,000 years, is eager to find a successor, so as to end the tiring work of the god of death, and Xuanyuan Fei's brothers and sisters do not want to inherit the throne, so they have run away from home, leaving only Xuanyuan Fei, so Xuanyuan Fei became the person who was pitted. As for the woman. is Xuanyuan Fei's wife, Xuanyuan Fei's mother's purpose is that Xuanyuan is tired to death, and the children can't be tired.

Xuanyuan Fei stretched out his arm and kicked his legs, and found that there was no obstacle to his movements, so he breathed a sigh of relief: "It's okay, it's not disabled." But I really don't have any death power, and I really don't know how to collect the death power in this world. ”

"What's going on, it's so strong Death Force." Xuanyuan Fei suddenly felt a strong death power.

Running in the direction of the Death Divine Power, Xuanyuan Fei ran all the way to an alley, and then saw an amazing scene, a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy slowly shrunk, and finally turned into a little boy who looked like six or seven years old. And the strong power of death came from this little boy.

Xuanyuan Fei took out the pocket of his jacket, took out a pair of glasses, and smiled slightly: "Fortunately, this hasn't been thrown off yet." "These glasses were given by Xuanyuan Fei's mother, and you can see how much death power there is.

Xuanyuan Fei put on his glasses, looked at the little boy again, and saw a few words on the glasses - Death Power: ?????