Thinking of this, the Grim Reaper still sits on the throne, like a king who sits back and relaxes, waiting for the sacrifice to finally fall into the net.

But the black crow really wanted to get out.

The human girl is pitiful enough, without parents and eyes, and now she is still being targeted by death......

Miserable, let it want to tell the immortals, in fact, death can promise you three conditions, you might as well take the first condition to make a wish for a safe life, the second condition to make a wish for a pair of intact eyes, and the last condition to ......

You have not spoken, you have not begged death, so that even if he wants to stretch out his hand full of death to you, he will have to sit alone on the throne because of his promise.

Of course, all this is just a fleeting idea of the crow.

It was too timid to challenge the majesty of His Excellency Death.

On the other side, Xianxian had a feeling of being stared at at a certain moment, and her whole body was cold, as if in those eyes hidden in the dark, everything about her was hidden.

And now she finally knows why the galaxy can't help her in this world.

That's because no matter how superfluous her every move is, she can arouse the suspicion of that arrogant and ruthless god.

Between the lightning and flint, the fairy heart turned a thousand times, but on the surface, she still pulled the slightly cold smile, and after the meal, she walked back to the bedroom.

Tomorrow night, the sisters are going to take her to the biggest nightclub in Sicily, and she has a hunch that tomorrow she will meet the god of death, and since then she has a constant bond, so today she has to do something to make the gods in order to improve her chances of survival-

and mind the things that are turbulent.

The fairy said to herself: "Tomorrow they invite me to the banquet, what should I wear?" ”

As she fumbled to the closet, the lord of the manor doted on his little daughter, and the most beautiful dresses in Sicily were in her closet, and she opened the closet, her fingers touching the long dresses.

- Just wear it.

Invisibly, it was as if someone opened his pale lips and said coldly.

The girl is wearing a white cotton skirt, without extra lace and cumbersomeness, this clean color can set off her look and soul more thrilling.

The Grim Reaper sees things, but after all, he is not the same as ordinary people.

His eyes drooped for some time, sweeping the girl's wardrobe, the red was too bright, the yellow was too delicate, and the pink was too vulgar, but ......

Black.

He unexpectedly found that there was a long black dress in the girl's wardrobe, a very simple style.

And at the moment when he thought of it, Xianxian's hand fell on the black dress, and he fumbled for the V-shaped neckline to determine which skirt it was.

"The dress my brother bought me, ah......" As if a sigh spilled from her lips, she stood on tiptoe and took out the black dress and hung it on her arm, reaching behind her with a flip of her wrist and fumbling to pull down the zipper of the white dress.

Xianxian said that she was blind.

So I felt the cold gaze -

Lord Death, are you voyeuring? I don't know, I don't know anything, and there's nothing I can do to stop you if you have to look.

She calmly pulled the zipper down little by little.

A fair back, a smooth arc, and a cute waist socket...... Further down ......

Silent temptation, purity intertwined with sin.

Why don't human girls draw curtains?

……

She really shouldn't be blamed, she didn't know he existed at all.

The Grim Reaper's palm on the armrest of the throne clutched the armrest at some point, and the mandala flower engraved on it almost made a complete mark on his white and slender palm.

He eventually avoided his gaze in solitude.

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