"Andra, crush this guy with his head and tail exposed. ”

Little Annie's words came, but the crisp voice made the guy who couldn't see the light shudder.

With a powder-fractured left leg, he had no doubts that the 'big bear', who was still sitting on top of him and twisting his body, would be able to crush every bone in his body.

So...... Without hesitation, he chose to coax.

"Don't! Wait! I ask for a self-described time!"

"Androla, wait a minute. ”

As Little Annie's voice sounded, the slap of Little Bear, which was bigger than a human head, stopped less than five centimeters away from the man.

"Whew!

The man let out a sigh of relief, feeling like he was going to live for the rest of his life.

"Say, follow us all the way, I hope you can give me a reason not to kill you. ”

This time it was no longer little Lori Anne who spoke, and against the backdrop of the terrifying scene of a leaf destroying a big tree before, Lin Tian's words seemed to be more threatening, although now riding on him was the 'little bear' who was held in the arms of the little girl at the beginning.

"Well, sir, and this beautiful young lady, can you make this ...... Mr. Xiong, get off my body first. ”

Trying to move his left leg that was pressed under him, and finding that he still couldn't move a bit, the man asked Lin Tian and Little Annie in a consultative tone.

However, as soon as he finished speaking, a sharp pain was heard in his right leg again.

Needless to say, after he misidentified Angel's gender, his right leg followed in the footsteps of his left leg.

"Come back, Antara. ”

Ignoring the man's screams, Little Anne looked at Lin Tian, and only after seeing Lin Tian nodding her head did she summon her 'little bear' back.

After the 'Little Bear' got up from his body, shrunk into a teddy bear and returned to Little Anne's hands, the man supported his body with his hands and sat up from the ground.

With a flick of his hands, a ray of starlight was drawn down and landed on the man's legs.

Under the power of this starlight, the man's powder-fractured legs began to recover rapidly.

"Oh, as you can see, it's a healing spell that I managed to get from the moon god Artemis...... Ask for advice.

Standing up, patting the dust on the sheet draped over his body, the man said with a pretended humor.

Yes, you may have focused on one important point, the sheets draped over your body.

Well, to clarify in advance, although he was covered with a sheet, the man in front of him was not a businessman, let alone the kind of businessman who could get any goods you needed as long as he could afford the price.

Of course, if you need it, you can get all kinds of souls with him.

In this way, combined with the big scythe that the man landed on the ground, its identity seems to be about to come out - the Grim Reaper.

Seeing that the two of them did not smile because of their cold humor, they still looked at themselves, waiting for themselves to give a reasonable excuse, or call it a reason not to kill themselves, the man gave up using his own humorous cells to make the other party laugh, in order to let the other party go and let go of his plan happily.

"Sir, this beautiful young lady, I believe you two have seen that my identity is that I am a Grim Reaper. ”

As soon as he said this, he was politely interrupted by little Anne.

"Excuse me, excuse me, what is the Grim Reaper? Why should I see that?"

Man: "......"

Tightening the sheet tightly, the man suddenly felt that the temperature around him seemed to drop a lot.

The cloth wrapped around the body and the sickle in the hand are the signs of the soul messenger of the god of death, and no matter where they go, they have the characteristics of the world who doesn't know the king?

What about the most basic trust between people?

In this era when people are indifferent and death is ignored, only the sheets on his body can bring him a little bit of warmth.

Although there is an inexplicable urge to cry, the man has not forgotten his current task.

He needs to give a reasonable explanation so that the other party does not kill him.

Although I don't know if I will have any privileges after death as a god of death, such as hidden small benefits that are not specified in the work contract, such as being resurrected from the same place.

But he didn't try to test the big boss's discipline with his life.

So......

"This beautiful young lady is so humorous, Grim Reaper, that's my profession.

As the only Grim Reaper in this world, my mission is to lure the souls of the dead.

Hell is the destination of the dead in this world, and when the life of the living soul is exhausted, after death, I, the great god of death, will lead it to the underworld and hell, and return to my final destination. ”

For as long as he can remember, he has been a dedicated Grim Reaper, and now he himself can't remember how long it has been, and he no longer knows how many souls he has led into the underworld.

He is proud of his profession.

After all, it is precisely because of his existence that the balance between the living and the dead realm can be maintained.

It's just that what he didn't expect was that after he said his professional authority, the good-looking little girl in front of him frowned slightly.

She...... Is there a misunderstanding of your great career?

This thought had just risen in his heart, and his heart palpitated for no reason.

The next moment, a picture flashed through his mind.

It was a scene he had seen just after he had arrived in this realm at the breath of death.

"Don't die, and don't live alone. ”

It was the words of this little girl that made the two guests he was about to welcome slip away from him and come back to life.

It is precisely for this reason that he will follow this little girl who can bring people back to life with one sentence.

Of course, he was also curious about why the creature called Satan only had the idea of killing this little girl, but just had the motive to do it, it was completely wiped out by the will of the world, from body to soul.

It's just that these are not the point, the point is that when he finished recalling these, the thoughts in the little girl's heart have been spoken.

"Death is not beautiful, this world does not need ......"

No need to die? or..... The two words she didn't utter were the word 'Grim Reaper'?

Mr. Death didn't know, all he knew was that at the moment when the last two words of the little girl were about to come out, he felt that his existence was almost erased from time.

Yes, almost.

If it weren't for the fact that the man's palm next to him pressed the little girl's head, gently rubbed the little girl's head, and shook his head slightly at her.

He was sure that at the moment when that sentence came out, his existence would definitely disappear from this world completely.

Then......

The world will become a nation without necromancy, and think of what a terrible scenario it would be.

There is only birth, not death!