The room was happy, but a few skeletons somewhere in the Death Realm were not so pleasant.

"You said you were fine, why did you provoke Qingyun Boy?" The three ghosts and the skeletons looked at the two ghosts with hatred, and this matter must be remembered by the boy.

The ghost is so smart, it is estimated that it will not be long before he will be recalled and continue to be by the boy's side.

If the second ghost makes one more wrong step, it is estimated that he will be driven to hone.

"How did I know that His Highness doted on her so much? If he had known earlier, how could he have the courage to provoke her? "When Ghost Er talks about it now, he has a feeling of coldness in his heart. I hope that Qingyun Boy will not remember today's events, and there are a lot of people who have spared him this time.

"You better think about how to coax Qingyun Boy so that she can forget about it." The ghost finished his six words and disappeared directly in place.

The other three ghosts also found reasons to leave one after another, and only the ghosts and ghosts were left with their heads bowed and messy in the dark place.

After the two of them finished eating in Qingyun's room, Qingyun's little hand swiped slightly, and all those things disappeared, and new refreshments were placed on the table. Qingyun personally poured tea for His Highness the God of Death and sat back in place, with such a bright smile on his face.

His Royal Highness of Death sat aside, looking at the tea poured by Qingyun, a little unaccustomed, still missing the smell of clean blood. The hand lightly touched the cup, and the clean water inside turned bright red blood.

Qingyun's face was about to wrinkle into a bun, and she was so disgusted when she looked at this blood? How did her master swallow it? Is it really that delicious?

Affected by Qingyun's gaze, it was difficult for His Death Hall to reach out and put the blood in the cup into his mouth. Is this fox really so disgusted with blood?

The Southern White Fox Demon King often eats human flesh and drinks human blood, isn't it a fox in the world?

Qingyun knew that it was really not good for him to force his master to break his bad habits for tens of thousands of years so strongly. Lowered his little head and played with his fingers.

There needs to be a plaque outside the door of this boudoir, otherwise other ghosts won't be able to find her boudoir on weekdays. It's better to call it the Fox Pavilion. If you have such thoughts, you don't need to tell the Master, and you will deal with them yourself after the Master leaves.

At such a short moment when Qingyun lowered his head, His Highness had already sent the blood in the cup into his mouth. It's still the familiar taste, but for some reason there is a hint of sweetness missing. Could it be because this fox is disgusted?

"Master, can you change the faces of the two skeletons and turn them into normal men. As far as their skeleton faces are concerned, it really makes Qingyun panic. Qingyun remembered this incident and mentioned it by the way. The skeletons looked terrified.

Since this Death God Realm has changed a lot, it is better to change the ghosts here.

The face of the Death Temple was a little embarrassed, and he looked at the smiling woman in front of him, and he was a little angry. I thought to myself, didn't this fox also have that woman's mind? Do you want to take charge of the Grim Reaper Realm too?

Qingyun didn't understand why the temperature around him dropped so quickly? But as soon as I saw His Highness of Death, his face was clear. She remembered that Oni Er had warned her that there was a woman who was beaten down to eighteen layers of hell by trying to take charge of the Death God Realm, and that woman was still the beloved of His Highness. Therefore, I am afraid that her actions today have left a bad image mark on the master.

Qingyun quickly left the chair and knelt on his knees, and the sound of his knees hitting the ground was extremely loud, which showed that the calf would be painful. But she didn't pay attention to it at all, and said in a panic: "Master, Qingyun didn't mean that. This matter should be regarded as if Qingyun had never mentioned it, and begged the master to surround his life. ”

His Majesty was silent, but the coldness was gradually decreasing. He thought of the woman in his heart, and he was a little angry. But you can't blame Qingyun for those mistakes, it's karma in the end.

Looking at Qingyun's performance, it should be an unintentional mistake, so there is no need to pursue this matter.

"Don't mention this matter in the future, there are rules in the Death God Realm, and you, as a child, should abide by them. Allowing the demons to eat mortal food has already made you tamper with the rules of the Death Realm. There must be one and two, and deal with your share of things. Understandable? ”

In this tirade, His Highness the Grim Reaper doesn't like this kind of language, but the rules still have to be clearly listed. Otherwise, Qingyun didn't obey, and the fault was that he didn't teach effectively.

Qingyun nodded evenly, she wrote down this matter, it was because she was anxious, because she forgot her identity. The Grim Reaper Realm is not something she can control, so there are many rules that she can only abide by and cannot tamper with.

After His Majesty finished speaking, he disappeared into the Fox Pavilion again.

It's time to spend some time alone, think it through, sort it out.

Seeing the woman's lost and panicked expression, he would feel distressed, this is not the attitude that the master should have towards his disciples. He couldn't figure out in his own heart, why was this?

Qingyun waited until there was no more cold breath in the room, so he stood up in embarrassment and leaned back in his chair in collapse. The heart was beating so violently that I had to flee from my body. Looking at the furnishings in the room, I miss the fox fruit tree a little.

She stayed in the Grim Reaper Realm, and seemed to feel that her life was in danger at any moment. The more I thought about it, the more panicked I became, and there was a piece of sweat behind me. Leaning back in his chair for a long time, he got up in embarrassment and walked towards the pool.

Exit the light green dress you are wearing and soak yourself in the water. The water was very comfortable, and I didn't want to get up after soaking for a long time, and my body and mind were extremely tired. It's not easy to mix up the days of this Death Realm.

sighed for a long time, quietly looking at what was suspected to be a black cloud above. What is this?

The size of a palm, confused, and I couldn't forget what it was from a distance.

With a flick of his fingers, the golden demonic power went up and gently pulled the black mist package down. This thing is really a cloud of mist, but shouldn't the clouds floating in the Death Realm be ghosts?

So this is a ghost?

Qingyun was shocked and threw the black cloud and mist upwards directly, this ghost was too fat, and dared to perch here and peep. Although she had just offended her master, she would not have been punished so quickly. Or was it retaliated against by the ghosts, which was also terrible.

The black mist flew straight upwards and hit the roof. As if he had been hit in pain, he screamed, kept running, hit this and that, and finally hit Qingyun's hand.

also revealed a pair of small eyes and looked at Qingyun.

"Ah......h

Qingyun screamed, and did not forget to throw the black mist into the water again.

This ghost thing in the Grim God Realm really wants to bully her. She was so pitiful, and she was punished like this when she made a mistake.

As soon as the thing touched the water, it suddenly jumped up again and soared into the air. Transformed into a black ghost elf, with angry eyes on his face, staring viciously at Qingyun in the water.

The thing said viciously, "Who are you?" How dare you disturb the rest of this seat? ”

Qingyun was even more panicked, this is really a ghost, he can speak. So when did this guy come and go to Fox Pavilion? Isn't it a ghost who has been living here since she even moved in?

Be careful to ask: "Are you ...... Are you a ghost? When did you come here? ”

The thing laughed wildly, and was very disdainful of Qingyun's words. At a glance, he could see that Qingyun was a fox demon, so the disdain in his eyes was even worse. Disdainfully: "This seat is not a ghost, it is the guardian spirit of the Death God Realm, the mount of the Death Temple." ”

Qingyun was stunned, the identity of this thing is an elf? The identity is so powerful, but listening to the voice, it's a man. Voyeur woman bathing, shameless. No matter who this mass is, it's not allowed to stay here.

"You get out of here, no matter how noble your status is, now this is the Fox Pavilion, where my Qingyun boy lives, you are not qualified to step into this step." Qingyun didn't know where the ghost dared to come from, so he yelled like this.

"This seat is a guardian elf, a ghost. You, your little boy, dare to tell this seat to roll? Who gave you the guts? Licentious! "The voice that was thousands of times louder than Qingyun came like this, with the immortal power of the guardian elf ghost.

Qingyun was invincible for a while, and after receiving such a blow, he sank to the bottom of the water, swallowed several mouthfuls of water, and choked a few times before quickly swimming to the surface. Looking at the little thing floating in the air, the more I thought about it, the more angry I became, and tears slipped down my eyes.

What ghosts, elves, ghosts, this ghost thing in the Death God Realm is too deceitful and too much. No, it's too much of a deception.

"Don't pretend to be pitiful here, this seat is not those ordinary people, I don't pity the jade so much. Apologize to this seat, this seat may consider sparing your life. The wild male voice continued to float around.

Qingyun lowered her head and clenched her teeth, if it was in the fox fruit tree, those relatives would definitely avenge her. But now that she is in the realm of death, she has no relatives, and there will be no ghosts and gods to avenge her.

Qingyun does not apologize, so he provokes the wrath of the guardian elf ghost. Just about to give her another blow and let her learn a long lesson.

Suddenly, a figure appeared, and he stopped, and his bright eyes shone with joy.

"Master!" The ghost called out happily. He had been asleep for a hundred years, and had never seen his master visit him during that time. He never thought that as soon as he woke up, his master would come to visit him.

"Who told you to do it?" The cold voice carried a hint of imperceptible murderous aura.

"Huh?" Before the ghost could react, there was something wrong with the master's cold voice, was he angry with him? Is this boy more important than him?

Qingyun instantly had a pure white dress on his body, and unlike the previous one, the decorations on it had all changed into feathers. Pure white feathers, so soft and comfortable, I don't know what kind of animal feathers are on the body.

Qingyun was moved when she saw that His Highness the God of Death could come out to make the decision for her in person, regardless of his previous suspicions. This master still cares about her, so she still has a bit of status in the Death Realm.

"Master, is this to blame me? This boy has run into me, is it not right for me to teach her some lessons? "The ghost didn't dare to be too arrogant in front of His Highness, but he was not convinced, why was a little boy more noble than him?

"Her name is Qingyun, and she is the newly accepted apprentice of the god of death, and the person in charge of the destiny platform. Today's events should never happen, and you need to get along with each other. Don't cause any more trouble for Ben Death. "His Highness the Grim Reaper doesn't want this to be too ostentatious, after all, the matter of the guardian elves should not be spread to the outside world. Although I also felt sorry for the woman's injury, this was a mount after all, and the punishment should not be too severe.

The ghost hinted that it was okay to grit its teeth and nod its head, so that this matter did not pass so easily. Very well, this account, he wrote down.