Holding the Grim Reaper's notebook in her hand, Luo Xiaoyan quickly ran back to the bedroom. This is the first time, Luo Xiaoyan did not come up after watching Gu Qi's figure disappear, just because this Grim Reaper Notebook is becoming less and less controlled by her as the owner, perhaps it can also be said that the Grim Reaper Notebook is too controlled by her.

Although this sounds very contradictory, for Luo Xiaoyan, it is not contradictory. Because as early as when the name Wang Qi was written in the Grim Reaper's notebook, Luo Xiaoyan had already thought that such a coach staying in the world could only be a scourge, so Luo Xiaoyan would firmly write this name.

And in the end, the reason why Luo Xiaoyan didn't finish writing was that she couldn't think of a suitable method, or a suitable opportunity. Because, at that time, there were also the four students who left with Wang Qi. In addition, although it was not too late at that time, it was not too early, and she didn't write it, just thinking about finding another suitable opportunity to write again.

But now, Wang Qi is really dead, which is unexpected by Luo Xiaoyan but in line with her state of mind at the time, very contradictory but not contradictory. And now, what Luo Xiaoyan can't accept the most is not anything else, but that Wang Qi died in a car accident and was on the way back to the driving school. Then, it is very likely that it means that the four students also had an accident with him.

With a complicated and guilty psychology, this time Luo Xiaoyan had no time to care about anything else, just wanted to find out what was going on. Since the verdict is her name, the final appearance of the verdict must have something to do with her.

On the way back to the dormitory, Luo Xiaoyan didn't know if the Grim Reaper would be there when he returned to the dormitory, after all, he hadn't appeared for a long time. Opening the door of the bedroom, Luo Xiaoyan's heart had never looked forward to the appearance of the Grim Reaper. But as the door opened, the bedroom was empty, and the Grim Reaper did not appear.

Looking at the empty dormitory, the computer on the desktop had not been turned on for several days, Luo Xiaoyan sighed a little disappointed, and sat on the chair where the god of death usually sits. The Grim Reaper's notebook, which had been held tightly by Luo Xiaoyan in her hand, was thrown on the table, and the pages had already turned black, and it was impossible to see anything more.

"Perhaps, I should go to the underworld to find him." After sitting in a daze, Luo Xiaoyan suddenly seemed to think of something, and a bright light flashed in her eyes again.

Immediately afterwards, Luo Xiaoyan climbed onto the bed and lay down, and after a while, her soul had left her body and fell straight down. On the table, the skull on the cover of the Grim Reaper's notebook opened its mouth wide, and its hideous fangs were clearly visible. However, Luo Xiaoyan did not hesitate at all, and went directly towards the skeleton's open mouth.

"The underworld is closed, you can't enter." However, a black shadow suddenly appeared in the bedroom, pulling Luo Xiaoyan's soul who rushed to the notebook.

The person who came was dressed in the same black robe as Death's Reaper, but his voice was extremely hoarse. Just from the voice, Luo Xiaoyan already knew who was coming, and she had seen the Grim Reaper who had a good relationship with the Grim Reaper. It's just that it's not a grim reaper, Luo Xiaoyan always feels a little awkward.

"Huh? Didn't he care about me? Why didn't he come? Looking at the black-robed man who suddenly appeared, Luo Xiaoyan looked at it for a long time before finally asking.

"Naturally, you are going to the underworld to extradite the undead, and recently the underworld has been closed, you are just acting as the god of death, and you are not allowed to enter the underworld." The black-robed man's voice was extremely harsh, and even his hoarseness was reduced because of this.

Although the black-robed man's voice was stern and majestic, Luo Xiaoyan was still a little puzzled: "It doesn't take so long to extradite the undead!" Although there are a lot of undead this time, the extradition can be completed in a maximum of three trips, even at the slowest speed, and the extradition can be completed in three days at most. But it's been six days, and you haven't come back yet, that's not right! ”

The black-robed man looked at Luo Xiaoyan, although the black-robed man blocked everything, Luo Xiaoyan still felt the fierceness in the black-robed man's eyes when he looked at him.

However, when the black-robed man spoke, his tone was a little helpless: "On the birthday of the Hades King, as the lord of the first hall, he naturally wants to leave a birthday celebration." ”

Luo Xiaoyan nodded, still a little absent-minded, and she didn't know if she believed the words of the black-robed man.

"As for today's matter, you don't need to ask more, just do your job as the Grim Reaper." The black-robed man continued.

"Why? Why can't you ask? I obviously didn't write anything, but Coach Wang died, and the judge was still myself, why can't I ask about this related to me? Luo Xiaoyan couldn't help but be a little angry.

Looking at Luo Xiaoyan's anger, the black-robed man was still very calm: "You've thought about letting him die, and you've even fantasized about his death process in your mind, haven't you?" The real Grim Reaper sentences people to life and death, and the Grim Reaper's notebook is just an item to record later. Now that you have the power of death, what else is there to ask? ”

After listening to the words of the black-robed man, Luo Xiaoyan was silent, although she wanted to ask why she had the power that belonged to the god of death, but now she was acting as the god of death, and it was not strange to have such power. In the end, Luo Xiaoyan still didn't ask anything, after all, even she didn't know how to ask and what she could ask.

"The notebook of the seventh hall, after five terms, you are the best one. To be able to attain such power is something that other owners dream of, and you should be content. Seeing that Luo Xiaoyan no longer had any doubts, the black-robed man's voice also returned to that hoarse state like an old man, "At present, you are the one who has the most hope of becoming the true god of death, don't let me down." The Grim Reaper's Notebook is just an item, but I hope you can put it to good use. ”

This tone of voice, as if the elders were talking to the juniors, made Luo Xiaoyan speechless for a while. Although the black-robed man in front of him may have lived for thousands of years like Death God, Luo Xiaoyan has always treated Death God You as a peer, although You's identity sometimes makes her take care of it, but that was also a thing of the past.

For the black-robed man in front of him, although his voice was hoarse like an old man, Luo Xiaoyan guessed that his true face should be not much different from the Grim Reaper, and it looked like he was only about twenty or thirty even if he was not a teenager. At least, judging from the neck and jaw that Death Reaper had exposed, Luo Xiaoyan thought that Death Reaper should look like a teenager. However, whether it was the Grim Reaper or the black-robed man in front of her, Luo Xiaoyan had never seen her true face.

"I'll deal with that soul today, You should be able to come back in the last two days, and the soul affairs will be handled by You in the future." Looking at Luo Xiaoyan, who was silent, the black-robed man could only continue, "As for the underworld, you don't have to go." ”

Although Luo Xiaoyan was afraid of the underworld because of the incident in the Lechuan River last time, but she really didn't have to go, Luo Xiaoyan couldn't help but wonder: "Why don't you go?" ”

However, the black-robed man did not answer her, and when she asked, the black-robed man had already disappeared into the bedroom.