The voice of the dark elf was as thin as a mosquito, and it sounded like a dream.

"I'm here, you name it."

Fang Xingyang slowly bent down and brought his ears to the dark elf.

……

……

After a period of back pain, Fang Xingyang turned his head to look at the dark elf.

The long eyelashes, which were slightly curved like a crescent moon, danced gently, and the gentle breathing regularly exhaled a warm current onto Fang Xingyang's face.

He seemed to understand something in his heart.

So you called me here just to let me watch you sleep?

At that moment, there were almost 10,000 divine beasts rushing through Fang Xingyang's heart.

He stood on the edge of the bed, looking at the little guy who had taken over his bed, and his expression gradually became curious.

Because when she came to the store as a "succubus" at the beginning, it was obvious that she belonged to the image of a tall and plump mature woman.

But since the parasitic succubus was sucked into the soul lamp, she has become like this...... Petite white-haired little Lori.

Could it be that without the blessing of the parasitic succubus, her body will also shrink?

Also, isn't this little elf a little wary of him? After the parasitic succubus was sucked away, she didn't have any clothes on her body, and she didn't know how to avoid it when Fang Xingyang watched her nosebleed......

even asked Fang Xingyang to take her to rest......

It's almost the word "good deception" written on your face, right?

Fang Xingyang sighed, grabbed a padded jacket from the hanger next to him and put it on, ready to clean up outside.

"Huh~"

As soon as his hand was on the doorknob, there was a sudden thud on the bed.

When he turned around, he saw that half of the dark elf's leg had reached out of the quilt.

And as if in a dream, the expression on his face is changing slightly.

"Hmph╭(╯^╰)╮"

Under Fang Xingyang's gaze, the dark elf kicked out his other leg as if he was angry.

Fang Xingyang was immediately embarrassed.

The heart says you're really not pretending to be asleep, aren't you?

Looking at the two blue-black legs that kicked out of the quilt, Fang Xingyang carefully stuffed them into the quilt-

Perhaps their dark elves were so long, with white bodies and hair, only the ends of their limbs were blue-black, and they looked like they were wearing black silk and black gloves.

It's a lot of imagination......

A few minutes later, Fang Xingyang returned to the messy hall with a sad face.

The shop hall was already in disarray with the demon of lust, and the debris and garbage on the floor were easy to dispose of.

The point is that the Demon of Lust smashed their door when he came in.

This was until the store manager came back and found that not only were some of the more expensive decorations missing from the store, but even the door was gone.

You can't kill him to make the wick of a candle?

Confused, he sat back at the counter and looked at the world commission screen.

Or...... Send a commission and ask if there is a sale?

But isn't this the only commission shop in the Storm Promenade area? The official commissioner asked for help, which is too embarrassing......

It seems that the system just said that the dark elves will repair and build, why don't you wait for the elf to wake up and let her take a look?

Fang Xingyang was secretly happy in his heart, and said in his heart that he would meet a noble person now.

……

"Boom!"

"Knock Knock ......"

I don't know how long it took, a dull sound woke up Fang Xingyang, who was drowsy in front of the counter, and he squinted his eyes to look outside, but he almost thought that he had crossed into another place.

I don't know why, the fog in recent days has been particularly heavy in Hong Kong.

Because there was no gate, the thick fog outside the house poured into the commission shop unscrupulously, and after such a long time, the whole commission shop had long since become as foggy as outside.

The strange "thump" sound was still echoing in the storm corridor, sounding like a giant walking outside the house, and Fang Xingyang listened, the footsteps seemed to be still approaching him.

Fang Xingyang, who had been living in the dark world for more than two months, was already unsurprised by this unexplained strange phenomenon, until the footsteps sounded like they had stopped at the door of their commission shop, and his heart couldn't help but panic again.

The fog was so thick that he couldn't see anything, but he was sure that the other party was already standing outside the door of the commission shop.

Because he even heard the other party's breathing, which looked like an old bellows, right at the door.

A few seconds later, a huge figure squeezed in from outside the door frame, and Fang Xingyang finally saw the other party's appearance clearly.

He didn't expect that the owner of the dull footsteps and breathing outside the house was actually a humanoid monster that was not tall and somewhat hunchbacked, and this humanoid monster was pitch black, looking like a charred corpse in the fire.

But it's such a monster that doesn't look burly, but it carries a big thing on his back that is more than twice the size of his body.

Fang Xingyang couldn't help but get goosebumps, because that thing, no matter how you look at it, it looks like a coffin.

"I'll ...... The body was collected. ”

A low and hoarse voice came out of the monster's throat, and at the same time, its message also appeared in front of Fang Xingyang's eyes.

["The Undertaker"]

[Grade: ?? 】

[Race: Immortal Undead]

[Faction: Lawful Evil]

[Attributes: None]

[Ability: ?? 】

[Threat: Very High]

[Synopsis: The immortal undead who wanders the dark world, as an immortal undead, can ignore all the pain in the world, and only remember the desire for "life" when it was once alive, which makes it hate all death, and will make it follow its own feelings to find what it thinks is "death", and finally destroy it - no one knows how cruel its methods are, because everyone who has dealt with it is dead. It also got the name "Undertaker" for this. 】

After reading the other party's introduction, Fang Xingyang gasped.

Although I have encountered such ruthless characters in the store before, they are all customers who come to the store to hang up commissions.

And the person in front of him is obviously not here to hang up the commission.

"Hello, this is the Wugang commission shop, can I help you?"

The confidence in his speech is obviously a little lacking.

"Here, there have been deaths." The mourner stretched out his finger and pointed to the floor where the shop had been commissioned, "I'm here to collect the body." ”

Fang Xingyang noticed that in the place pointed by the mourner, a few drops of blood stains that he had not completely cleaned up could be faintly seen.

He smiled stiffly, "This gentleman, there have been no deaths here, it's just that there were two unruly customers who came to make trouble before, and now ...... I've already leveled it out. ”

As he spoke, Fang Xingyang patted the soul lamp on his waist.

He only hoped that the other party would notice the existence of the soul lamp on his waist and stop pestering him any further.

But in an instant, Fang Xingyang's face turned white.

Because this time, even when his hand was pressed on the soul lamp, the "threat value" column given by the system was still "extremely high"!

In other words, even if he has the Wraith Lantern in his hand, is this undertaker a very threatening existence?

Is there no way to even take this undertaker with the Wraith Lamp?

[Strong Enemy Warning! There is a huge difference in strength between you and the other party, please avoid all conflicts! 】

The system's warning made Fang Xingyang's heart completely cool.

[Hint: The purpose of its trip is to take away the corpse that symbolizes "death", just try to satisfy its needs!] 】

"Death is something that should not exist in the world, please give it to me, and I will eliminate it for you."

As he spoke, the mourner suddenly untied the huge coffin he was carrying.

The huge coffin, which was taller than Fang Xingyang, was smashed to the ground by the undertaker, causing the entire floor of the commission to tremble violently.

The lid of the coffin slid open under the violent vibration, Fang Xingyang looked at the pitch-black coffin in horror, and a set of information related to the coffin immediately appeared in front of his eyes.