The two reapers looked at each other helplessly, then continued to grab her hands with chains, dragging her towards the black hole.

"Nope! I don't want to be reincarnated!! The miserable screams echoed in the darkness.

She struggled frantically, just woke up, she felt the pain of her body as if torn, she looked at it, only to find that these two strange "people" were dragging themselves towards here with iron chains, she realized that she was finally dead, so she was happy and almost crazy, but she wanted to take revenge for the blood hatred, but these two "people" only said "reincarnation." ”

She resisted desperately, screaming "Let go of me!" I don't want to be reincarnated!! ”

"I want revenge!!"

The messenger of the dead soul, who was comfortably pruning the flower branches, suddenly moved in his heart.

He saw that among the slim flowers, a black and translucent rose suddenly appeared! He jerked to his feet, his eyes twinkling.

It's incredible! Unexpectedly, thousands of years later, there will be flowers exactly like him. The Death Messenger suddenly felt that the soul of this flower was not here!

Don't? ……

His upright eyebrows instantly tangled, and his starry eyes emitted a cold light. The slender hand slowly lowered the tool, the robe cut a graceful arc in the air, and he strode out of the Dead Soul Messenger's Garden, where he hadn't left for a thousand years.

The black and strange aura in front of her was getting closer and closer, and she seemed to hear the sound of her inner hope bursting. But she is not willing to be reincarnated in such a daze! The smiles of the two reapers became more and more hideous, as if the master's reward was about to be at his fingertips.

The screams were in vain, she shouted until her throat was about to burst, and not even a ghost came to her aid. She knew that she was doomed, and her unwilling anger almost burned herself.

"Stop!"

A stern, low, irresistible voice suddenly pierced the darkness and thundered in the ears of the two reapers.

Finished! Here comes the tricky one!!

The two life-reaper suddenly palpitated, and she let go of her hand in fright, and she immediately fainted to the ground.

The Dead Soul Messenger came out of the darkness with a grim expression, "What are you doing?!" Who allowed you to reincarnate your souls without permission?! Don't you know the rules?! ”

The two life-reaper ghosts looked at each other and smiled bitterly, it's over, not only can't you complete the task given by the master this time, but it is also possible that the little soul can't be saved!! They hurriedly lowered their heads and said respectfully, "Lord Death Messenger! ”

The Death Messenger slowly raised his eyes, his eyes were as piercing as arctic ice, he looked at them sternly, and then glanced at her who had collapsed on the ground, his lips squirmed, and he asked coldly and irresistibly, "Who instructed you?" ”

The two life-seekers didn't dare to gasp and said, "Yes...... Adults made us do this......"

Really!!

The Death Soul Messenger's pupils inadvertently shrank slightly, and a sharp light flashed under his eyes, and he said indifferently, "I will not pursue this matter anymore." Go back and tell your lord, that he may be left to himself. Then he turned around

Take her and disappear into the darkness.

"Boom!!" A muffled thunderous sound startled the kneeling reapers, and a man slapped himself from his ornate seat and angrily scolded them, "Waste!!" He spread out the black book, and watched the blue name gradually disappear, and couldn't help but be angry, and his face distorted, "A mere messenger of the dead soul dares to destroy the good deeds of this king!" I'm going to have to cut you down!! ”

The man clenched a red glass ball tightly in his hand, and suddenly opened a stone door to his left, and a choking fragrance suddenly came out of it.

The early morning came softly, and when the oriental fish belly became white, and the sun was warm and full of the world, she finally opened her tired eyes, and a few seconds later, she jumped up from the bed, and muttered to herself in a violent heartbeat, "I'm not reincarnated!" ”

Patrolling around, the simple and comfortable bamboo building is placed with white ceramics, clean and tidy, the breeze outside the window is warm, the sun is shining, the birds are chirping gracefully and melodiously, she soothes the still fierce heartbeat, looks around in disbelief and says with a dull face, "Where is this?" ”

She struggled to get out of bed and pushed open the bamboo door, and for a moment, she seemed to see a hallucination......

Colorful flowers, the black-robed man watering the flowers among the flowers, the sun densely outlines his side face as resolute and strong as a blade, but at the moment it seems to be full of tenderness, he is smiling gently watering the flowers, as if he is enjoying some kind of fun.

"Crunch-" The sound of the doorpage pushing open pulled the Deathbringer's thoughts back into his mind, and he looked at her in a panic, smiling slightly, "Are you awake?" It's so hard for you, fight those guys......"

"Ahh Those guys!! She suddenly burst out in horror and shouted, "I can't be reincarnated, will I!!" ”

"No, don't worry, they won't hurt you here." The Dead Soul Messenger was still watering the flowers, and said with a flat expression, "I'm curious how you could provoke them. ”

"Ah, I...... I don't know! They're ...... all of a sudden," she hesitated, not knowing what to say.

“…… Well, so what's your name? ”

"I, my name is Qiao Yao'er...... So did you save me? What is the benefactor's name? Qiao Yao'er asked sincerely.

The Dead Soul Messenger was stunned, and it took a long time before he said lightly, "I seem to have forgotten...... But......" he turned his head to look at Qiao Yao'er's surprised face and said, "You can call me the Death Messenger." ”

Chapter VI

"I went to check your death book today, and I found something interesting." The Death Messenger pruned the flower branches unhurriedly and said leisurely.

"What is it?!" Qiao Yao'er asked nervously.

The Death Messenger looked at her with a smirk, "You seem to have provoked someone you shouldn't have provoked." However, I'm more interested in ......" He put down the scissors, ignoring her surprised look, and untied her bandage with his left hand, "Your eyes, what's going on?" Was it an accident? Or ......" the Deathbringer leaned into her ear and said in a deep voice, "You see something that shouldn't exist in the world?" ”

Qiao Yao'er covered her left eye in fear, looked at the secret face of the Death Soul Messenger, squatted down tremblingly, and said tremblingly for a while, "I'm just...... I just made a pact with it...... It tells me that as long as I do what it says, it won't hurt me...... I was just too scared...... So, so ......"

"So you're going to help him do things at the cost of your soul? Is that right? The Death Soul Messenger looked at her trembling with an expressionless face, "Red-eyed delusion? ”

"You ......" Her pupils trembled as she looked at the condescending, overlooking Death Messenger, his dark and shiny eyes stretched out graceful lines around him, and said with a smile, "I can't hide anything from me, I have long known in these flowers that there is actually a red-eyed murderer in the world, who slaughtered a hundred people overnight, and then disappeared." People give you the nickname Red-Eyed Delirium in fear. You betrayed humanity and yourself, and you gave all the souls of those people to your master, didn't you? ”

"What the hell are you trying to do with this?! Is it just to find out where I came from?! Qiao Yao'er suddenly changed her soft posture, hid the shock in her heart without a trace, and resolutely stood up and said, "Since you already know these things, what do you want to do, you won't just come to expose me." ”

"It seems that he is worthy of the person he chose, and he is very keen." The Deathbringer clapped his hands and said in a compulsive manner, "I just want you to make a pact with me. ”

"Contract?" Qiao Yao'er didn't expect him to put forward this condition, and subconsciously asked, "What contract?" ”

The Dead Soul Messenger pursed her thin lips, squinted her eyes at her guarded eyes, and said indifferently, "I want you to replace me, in this place, as the next Dead Soul Messenger." ”

The life of a Deadbringer is so long that even death has been forgotten.

So, in this long and endless world, I still want to seek the answer I want in person.

"As a cleanser of your sins, I will make this pact with you, a jealous red-eyed delusion." The Death Soul Messenger plucked a black rose with her slender fingers, looked at Qiao Yao'er and said, "When the blood spills out of this flower, it will be the day your soul ends, and I will come back before this to fulfill my wish." ”

"Then tell me with your heart why you are so eager to seek death?" The Resoulbringer opened the Book of Death and smiled contemptuously, "An undead who has attempted suicide fifteen times, as a suicide victim, you are really a big trouble for my Resoulbringer." ”

"Since they have decided to let me replace you, why do you ask all this?" Qiao Yao'er glared at the Death Soul Emissary.

The Death Messenger shook his head lightly and closed the death book, "Because your life was privately manipulated by others, in fact, you should have died a long time ago, and you were killed by the police with a gun on the day of the red-eyed delusional spirit coming to the death sacrifice, but you escaped and committed suicide a few years later, so this point makes me have to doubt." ”

"What......" Qiao Yao'er took a step back in disbelief, her face turned pale, "You said my death."

It was tampered with by someone else, and they just wanted me to die at the time they designated, but why? What's in it for them! ”

"I'm afraid, this is also one of the contracts." The Death Messenger smiled, put away the Death Book, and said, "I am also responsible for this matter, and I was actually stolen by others, but the only thing that is certain is that the person who did this must not be an ordinary person." ”

The black eyes of the Death Soul Messenger looked at Qiao Yao'er who was puzzled, closed her eyes, and her tone seemed to be full of charm in her ears, "It's your contractor, think about the content of the agreement between you, I'm afraid it's not just as simple as letting you kill someone." ”

The walls around the long corridor were inlaid with strange raised letters, torches crackled, and the air was filled with a smell of despair and decay.

On the simple table made of jade, a hundred-year-old female corpse is placed upright, and the stiff and blackened face still vaguely outlines the stunning appearance of the female corpse before her death.

(End of chapter)

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