Black Crow thought that their Reaper was the most murderous of the ten thousand gods.

This power to manipulate life and death at will is simply terrifying.

It cowered and didn't dare to speak.

And the Grim Reaper returned to the manor with the fairy in his arms.

As he approached the manor, he saw Mary, the servant of the manor, looking eagerly at the door.

Yes, it's already twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, and as an orphan girl and a blind person, it's really bad to play in a nightclub until twelve o'clock.

"Your young lady is back."

Just as Mary was worried about the fairy, a dull and cold male voice suddenly sounded in her ears.

She hurriedly turned her head but didn't see any man, but the fairy appeared out of thin air, leaning on the door frame and about to fall.

"Miss!"

When she saw the wound on Xianxian's calf, Mary immediately put the male voice behind her, and hurriedly picked up the thin girl and entered the manor. Including crutches.

But if Mary looked back, she might find a dark figure standing where she had been.

The crow rested on the shoulder of the Grim Reaper, "Your Excellency, you can heal the girl's injuries with your strength, why do you ......?"

Halfway through the words, the crow met the grim phoenix eyes of the god of death, and it suddenly knew that it had transgressed.

This is the coldest god in the world, and what he wants to do and what he doesn't want to do, he doesn't have to explain, and he doesn't allow any living beings to leave their beaks in their mouths.

The crow thought he was going to die like the previous crow, but the Grim Reaper didn't do much because he was attracted by the blood left by the girl on his hand.

The rich blood, with an alluring fragrance.

The Grim Reaper raised his hand slightly, and his fingertips wiped his pale lips with a ghost, and the tip of his scarlet tongue flashed away, and he opened his mouth to take his fingertips in his mouth for the first time.

It was clearly just the blood of an ordinary human girl, but it seemed to burn his soul at the moment of entrance.

When the Grim Reaper raised his eyes again, the light in his eyes became even more somber, as if a whole abyss was hidden.

“…… You were born to die. ”

Repeating this sentence again, the cold and hoarse voice seemed to have something unusual about it.

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When Xianxian woke up, she felt that her calf was broken.

Feeling it closely, a cold, moist sensation ran across her wound, probably alcohol and cotton swabs.

There was a faint cry in my ears, it was Aunt Mary.

The fairy called out to Mary, and Mary immediately asked her, "Yuna, aren't you going to the banquet?" What's wrong with you? ”

In order not to worry the loyal aunt and avoid trouble, Xianxian said casually: "I accidentally fell." ”

After a pause, she asked, "Who sent me back?" ”

In the nightclub box, she clearly saw the back of the Grim Reaper leaving the moment before she lost consciousness.

Mary said, "I don't know, I just heard a voice, and then you appeared." ”

Let Mary describe the voice in detail, and the fairy showed a thoughtful expression.

…… So Lord Death is also a duplicitous guy?

But her idea was wrong.

As a god, the Grim Reaper is cold, aloof, arrogant, and even reckless, and he teases humans like rats.

For example, the next day, Mary came to her in high spirits and said, "Yuna, the estate next to us has been bought by a gentleman!" He was a very handsome gentleman, and I took it upon myself to invite him to my house...... Do you agree? ”

Aunt Mary's tone was like that of a young girl in spring.

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