The slender figure of the Grim Reaper slowly appeared outside the window.

The cold and ruthless phoenix eyes looked at the girl sitting in a pool of blood.

He had thought black was more suitable for her, but since the last time he tasted her blood, he realized that she was more suitable for the color of blood.

At this time, the girl was dressed in a blood-stained wedding dress, which was beautiful and a little thrilling.

Of course, the Grim Reaper did not know that what was surging in his heart was the exclusivity of love, because the long years had made him lose the ability to like someone.

All he knew was that he wanted to kill her......

In this way, you can keep her for yourself forever.

For this reason, he is even willing to tear up the deal with Yuna's brother, preferring to bear the remorse power that is eating his body.

"Yuna! Come on! The black crow finally couldn't help but hiss violently outside.

The Grim Reaper raised his hand to grab the black crow as he pulled his lips at the same time as he mocked.

"Adin, tired of living?"

The black crow screamed again, and quickly flapped its wings to avoid the summoning power of the god of death, it seems that the god of death is now putting all his mind on the fairy, so he did not catch the black crow immediately.

"Chrislo."

The immortals no longer call him "Luo" or "Mr. Luo".

Instead, he called the other party's full name and stood up from the ground very calmly, and turned his face in the direction of death with an expressionless face.

"Why kill them?"

- Because to love you is to kill all the people you care about.

An answer was fleeting in the heart of Death.

The Grim Reaper withdrew his hand that was about to pinch the black crow to death, stepped in through the window, and settled next to the window, the smell of blood whipped up by the summer breeze, which made him enjoy it a little.

"Compared to the name Chrislo......" the man paused:

"I prefer to be called Death."

The cold and hoarse voice carried a heavy aura of death, which was terrifying.

"As for why you want to kill them—"

"You were born to die, and you were born to be as lonely as I was."

He hid the rest of the impulses in his heart, opened his cold arms at the fairy, and ordered, "-Yuna, come here." ”

Looking for death in the past?

The fairy felt the god of death open its arms to her, and silently took the handle of the fruit knife from the hem of the layered wedding dress.

This was originally prepared by her for an unexpected accident.

And now—

The fairy slowly walked in the direction of the god of death, "Will you kill me?" She asked very calmly.

"Your flesh will corrupt, but your soul will live forever." Death lowered his eyes to the girl who was gradually approaching, and said these words in a cold but delicate voice, like a bard singing the praises of the girl's beauty.

Xianxian stood still, clenching the fruit knife in the wedding dress, as if the breath was intertwined between the two, she suddenly stood on tiptoe again and kissed the cold lips of the god of death.

This time it was no longer an innocent kiss, but similar to venting her anger, she opened her mouth and bit his lip, and the blood stained the lips of both of them.

The Grim Reaper didn't even let out a muffled snort, and his eyes fell on the face of the girl who was close at hand, a little wanting...... Deepen this kiss.

He is a god, he will never restrain his thoughts, killing people is doing whatever he wants, wanting to kiss each other, and he will not hold back the slightest.

So just when the god of death bit the fairy lip flap—

A bright sword light flashed between the two.

Between the lightning and flint, the fairy pierced it in the abdomen of the god of death!

The entire blade is submerged in it!

Only the pitch-black hilt was left outside the body, and the fairy raised her lips and smiled mockingly, suddenly turned around, and under the surprise of death, she ran madly towards the door!

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