"Hey, Uncle Qin, why are you motionless, not like you."

"Your master, did you drag it after becoming a god of death and don't recognize your brothers?"

"Hey, you're talking~~!"

"Fatty, don't be blind, his mercy is now only a soul left, and people are sad." Yang Yuebing was cooking in the kitchen, and turned around and shouted at the fat man.

Ay!

The fat man is a little boring, but it's really sad to think that that cute girl is about to fall apart.

The fat man remembered the first time he asked Bilian to go to the movies half a month ago.

It was a horror movie, it was dark in the movie theater, and the girl buried her head in his shoulder from the moment she entered, and he was still in Mezz, and then he had a pain in his shoulder, and he thought it was an illusion, and turned his head to see two sharp fangs on his shoulder.

In the end, he was dragged into the hospital and had to be transfused for half a day before he was rescued.

"No, it's not cute at all~~!"

He looked at the rows of tooth marks on his body and shook his head desperately.

But how could I hope to get her back...

Qin Yang spread out on the bed like a salted fish, this has been the case since he came back, Yang Yuebing knew that he didn't know what was going on, and his feelings for this man were quite complicated.

When I woke up, I found that I was a wild species, and I was still a wild seed with only three talents and two talents, and my father may be a little friend who had adventures with him, and he had a little good feeling.

If he is really his own father, it will be miserable if he succeeds.

The stimulation is overdone.

But fortunately, judging from what happened in the dungeon, he shouldn't be his father, after all, it was the evil god of the black card club who framed him, and she was the seed of the evil god...

Speaking of that evil god.

"Hate, you must chop him to pieces!"

Yang Yuebing's knife poked downwards and stabbed directly into the middle of the sausage, like some kind of object in the middle of the knife.

The fat man tightened underneath, and faintly felt a little pain.

"Power..."

Qin Yang turned the dark book in his hand, thinking about the words Teng gave him.

This day may be the longest day that Qin Yang, the god of death, has spent the longest time in his life, and it is also the most silent day for him, all kinds of people want to look for him, but no one can contact him.

This was his fourth month as a human, and in a thousand years, he didn't seem to have had a mission that had taken up a physical body for more than a month, which had greatly broken his personal record.

After four months as a human, he found that he seemed to have a certain emotion, something that the Grim Reaper shouldn't have.

Although he strenuously denied it.

However, his decision to rescue Yang Yuebing was more or less contrary to his principles, saying that it was to handle the case, but in fact, the woman didn't know anything, she was not the point at all. Did he say it was to commit suicide, the moment he came to the door, he knew that the god of fake death couldn't kill him.

But he still took the task, and then he made a big show that he found boring himself.

Quite a boring play.

Why did he act in such a boring play?

He thought about it for a long time, and finally figured it out, because of emotion.

If it weren't for Bi Lian's accident, he wouldn't have felt it much, but when this girl was struck by lightning, he had a rare heartache.

It's ridiculous that a god of death who has seen countless lives and deaths actually has a heartache for a witch, but that's the way it is.

What's going on?

Because of love? Because the harem is gone? Or is it because my sister is being bullied?

As a grim reaper stripped of his emotions by the underworld, he really couldn't figure out how it felt.

The worst thing is that this situation does not only appear in women, even men he unconsciously protects, just like a fat man, who is a little more risky, he almost always puts this guy by his side.

As I became a human, I became more and more human.

As a human being, there are too many external bonds, which is not a good thing, but the terrible thing about emotions is that they are not controlled.

So during this time, strange things came again.

Like what...

"Urgency, I'm going to get up and shhhh

In the middle of the night, the fat man woke up in a daze and seemed to see something...

And then the screams echoed throughout the room.

The fat man shrank in a corner, looking at the head in the window in horror, the familiar head, the king of the pit people, the evil god of death Qin Yang, who was staring at him with empty eyes.

The fat man felt like his soul was flying.

At that time, the head spoke: "Fatty, have you ever dreamed of me?" ”

"What?" The fat man was startled.

"Do you have me in your dreams?"

"No... No. "The fat man is getting more and more scared.

"Well, but I have, why?"

"The ghost only knows~~!"

"By the way, do you have the strength?"

"No... Not much. ”

"Yes, maybe that's why I dreamed of you, embarrassed~~!"

When the fat man's face changed drastically, the head shook and sighed, and then disappeared.

The fat man wants to cry, Nima's isn't the third watch coming to confess to me in the middle of the night, I'm straight, I don't want to bend, but what does the last sentence mean, do you want to forcibly bend me?

Don't~~!

It didn't take long for the same thing to happen to Yang Yuebing's family.

Things are a little different, though.

"Who?!"

The yin wind was blowing, and Yang Yuebing suddenly turned over, pulled out the gun from the inner thigh, and shot a few shots at the window with a bang.

There was a cold wind blowing outside the window, and it was very quiet.

"Well, it still can't hurt me."

"Qin Yang?"

Yang Yuebing's mouth opened slightly, looking at the disappointed head at the window, and she was speechless for a long time.

After a long time, she asked vigilantly, "Why are you here at this time?" ”

"I dreamed of you, did you dream of me?" The head stared at her.

"Neurotic, I... Why do I dream of you! ”

Yang Yuebing blushed a little.

She wondered how he knew he had dreamed of him.

"Didn't you dream of me, but I dreamed of you, do you know what I think of you in my dreams?"

The third watch stood outside the girl's window in the middle of the night, saying these outrageous and strange words, what does this mean, is it crazy or can't help but run over to confess?

No matter how brave she is, she is still a girl after all.

The night was full of light, and she couldn't help but feel her heart beat faster, and she couldn't help but blush.

"How do I know I'm in your dreams... What does it look like, really, I want to tell people that you may wait for daylight! ”

"Not during the day, there's no atmosphere."

"You can't really..."Yang Yuebing's breathing became more and more rapid.

"Yes, I'm going to tell you, I'm going to tell you."

The head was a little excited: "You've been made into a human barbecued pork bun." ”

"What?"

"You've been made into a wife's cake."

“......”

"You are pulled out of the pan, you get out of the pot, part of it is steamed, part of it is used to make cakes, the kitchen knife falls on your big feet, and then the other parts are hung up, and you are made into many dishes."

"You came here just to tell me about your disgusting dreams?" Yang Yuebing felt a little like tearing him apart.

"Yes, if there is strength ..."

"I'll show you what power is, die!!"

"Wow~~!"

A refrigerator was thrown over, and then the people who didn't sleep in the hallway saw a man holding a refrigerator screaming and falling down, it was the twentieth floor.

This is a thriller story, and the most terrifying thing is that not only is the man not dead, but even the refrigerator is not broken.

So, the next day, the community set off a frenzy of moving.