Three times later, the night of the day, the Grim Reaper harvested the soul of the original owner.

As her soul floated in mid-air, she saw the Grim Reaper, wearing a hood and covering his face, sitting in the void and appearing on the throne.

His long, snow-white fingers rested casually on the armrest of the throne, his dark nails showing the evil in his body, and a huge scythe and a well-behaved crow hovering at his side.

"Your death notice has arrived."

After the cold and dull voice sounded like a demonic voice coming from the abyss, the original owner died unwillingly.

Galaxy said: "The task of the new world mother is to get rid of death that comes from death, in short, it can die in the hands of anyone, but not in the hands of death. ”

- Headache, pain.

Xian Xian pressed his eyebrows and asked lazily: "So this palace starts with a life, and directly looks for death?" ”

Galaxy: "...... No, no, no, don't you have a strategy? Think about it, raid the Grim Reaper! Death! How challenging. ”

The fairy finally asked a question: "What is the name of the god of death?" ”

Galaxy only said, "You have to explore this yourself." "And then the relationship between the two is masked.

This world is really all up to her.

While recalling the original plot, Xian Xian was powerless to complain, and at the same time groped up and picked up the wooden crutches beside the bed, and the crutches went to the bedside and poured a glass of water.

Drink saliva first to suppress the shock.

She calculated the time in her heart, and now it was probably when the original owner had just returned home from the hospital, and there were still three days before the first help of the Grim Reaper, which meant that it would be three days before someone came to the door to prepare to take the manor.

In fact, the fact that the manor was taken away also came from the bad luck of the original owner, unless she paid for the manor again, she could only sleep on the street without asking for death.

The streets of Sicily, very cold.

The fairy shuddered inadvertently and closed the open window, but did not notice that there was a pitch-black crow standing on the branches of the tree outside the window.

The crow screamed bitterly, spread its wings, and circled the sky.

Until, a throne with a dark red body like blood appeared in the void, and a pitch-black figure wrapped in a black robe sat on the throne, gently raising his hand, revealing a pale, slender and powerful finger from under the wide sleeve of the robe, and the nails were pitch black.

The raven landed on the curled fingers.

Crow's mung bean-sized eyes looked at the Grim Reaper, "Your Excellency, I see the target. ”

"Hmm."

The Grim Reaper snorted faintly, and there was no emotion.

So the crow continued: "He is blind. ”

"Hmm."

"He's a pretty blind man!"

"Huh?" Slightly confused, the tail note rises, slightly Su, like a feather scratching the heart.

"In human terms, she is very beautiful, delicate like a doll in a cupboard, but alas, she is blind, she is blind, she is blind." ”

Eventually, the Grim Reaper bowed his head slightly, and the throne disappeared in midair, recalling the scene seven days ago when a human saw himself before he died.

The human man pleaded with him: "Please, keep my sister safe, my sister, Yuna of Sicily!" ”

That man was so unlucky and stupid, there were thousands of gods in this world, and he was looking for a traveling god of death.

Death can only bring to humans, a death from which humans cannot escape.

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