The moment when I felt my gaze avert.

The corners of the fairy's lips curled, and she was funny in her heart, she couldn't stand it?

Her wrists flew, and at the moment when the Grim Reaper's patience ran out outside, she finally fumbled to change into a long black dress.

Half-loud, the dark eyes of death fell on the girl in the bedroom.

Sure enough, as he imagined, the black color matched her perfectly, and the slender waist wrapped around it was even more incomprehensible, beautiful and mysterious.

It's just a pity that her distracted eyes make him a little obstructive.

Rather than having a pair of godless eyes.

It's better to dig it up.

Pursing his pale lips, the Grim Reaper once again removed his cold phoenix eyes, the hood hidden under the bridge of his high nose, revealing only a small piece of perfectly shaped jaw, and a sneer overflowing from his thin lips.

And what showed that his mood just now fluctuated slightly was probably that-

He crushed a corner of the armrest of the throne.

Although it was later repaired by the wave of death, what was broken was broken after all.

“……”

The next night, the pair of sisters came to the manor as promised to take the fairy to the "wine banquet".

Death thought for a moment and led the crow silently to follow.

Of course, how could a dignified Grim Reaper do such a thing as a stalker.

He just wanted to give her a helping hand when she needed help, and after helping her three more times, let her sink with death.

After all, if he was soft-hearted, he wouldn't be the god of death.

"Yuna, the banquet hall will be here soon~" Xianxian heard the voice of the sister flower introduction in her ear.

Accompanied by the bombardment of music, it is said to be a banquet hall, but in fact it is the largest and most chaotic nightclub in Sicily.

Xianxian held a crutch in one hand, and was pulled forward by the sister of the pair of sisters in the other.

There were countless eyes glued to them.

After all, this is an unserious place, and no matter how pure and beautiful the person who comes, it is a sin.

"Little sister, do you want to play with your brother?" A person who is in a flow of anger is ready to pat the fairy on the shoulder, blind man, wouldn't it be more fun to play.

But before that, the sister of the sisters pulled it over and showed a smile:

"She has a Lord for a while. If you don't mind, you can wait an hour for box 888 later, maybe you will have a chance to ......" The brilliant lights were reflected, and the whispering whispers dissipated in the man's ears, and the ambiguity arose.

Over there, Xian Xian was pulled into the VIP box of the nightclub by Sister Hua.

On the other side, the Throne of Death perched above one of Sicily's most chaotic nightclubs.

"Stinks."

Cold, dull monosyllables spit out of thin lips.

If you translate the true meaning of this Grim Reaper, it probably is: there are a lot of filthy souls in it, and the stench is so bad that such souls have no value at all to be collected by him, but are crushed to pieces.

The raven perched on Death's shoulder and let out a terrible cry.

"Your Excellency, are we still going in?"

"There you go."

The Grim Reaper's tone was cold and firm, unquestionable.

His slender hand slipped out of his black robe, pinched the crow's wings and threw it into the nightclub.

Immediately, he sat on his throne and waited quietly, his black robe floating beside his boots, rippling with death in the darkness.

The crow quietly searched for a sense in the brilliant light and flew to the place where the fairy was, and after a while, it sneaked into the box while the waiter went in to deliver the drinks.

As soon as it entered, it saw the pair of sisters pouring wine on the fairy.

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