wear it lord god

Chapter 922 The Cat's Revenge 13
His hair was already grey, and the wrinkles on his face were like chasms.

Originally tall, big and fat, his bear-like body was as straight as a pine tree.But now the back is a little bent, slightly bent.

"It's you!" Xining blinked her eyes several times, but she almost didn't recognize her.

Robber yelled at her with a hoarse voice and cloudy eyes without any youthful vitality: "What kind of magic did you cast on me to turn me into this?"

"It's not me who made you like this, but yourself." Xining was still sitting with a coffee cup in his hand. This kind of French court attire was cumbersome to wear, and troublesome to walk, too lazy to move.

She reminded: "You first signed for ten years, and then signed for another 20 years. You have lost 30 years of life. You don't pay attention to maintenance. The current appearance is the appearance of 60 or [-] years old, that's right!"

The robber was taken aback for a moment, and then shouted: "I don't know if it's really a trade of life for money. I don't want to get rid of 20 years and replace it with... five years."

Knowing that it was his own life, and seeing his old-fashioned appearance, he cherished his life.There are also 60 people in five years, and they are in their 40s, which is still acceptable.

"Sorry, once you sign the contract, there is no refund or exchange." Xining pouted, thinking that the underworld was fake.

The robber took out a pistol and pointed at her with trembling hands: "It must be changed!" This time the trembling hand was not because of nervousness, but because he was old.

Xining slowly put the coffee cup aside, picked up the black bamboo bone fan, and sat there, as noble and beautiful as the aristocrats in the oil paintings of court figures hanging in the Palace of Versailles.

He opened the fan carved with exquisite hollow patterns and fanned it gently, making the corset a little hot.Slowly and clearly: "As I said, once the contract is signed, it will not be refunded or exchanged. Put away the gun, otherwise the penalty for breach of contract will be severe."

"Did you hear that, I want to change it!" The robber was still holding his gun, spitting stars from his mouth.I am old, what is the use of the 20 million exchanged for 500 years, it must be exchanged.

This person who talks about a democratic and free country is so willful, and most of them live as casually as children.But in front of the Aos protoss, stupidity has to pay a price.

Xining still fanned her fan leisurely.

The crimson eyes of this desperate and vicious guy suddenly turned to the side, and the cloudy eyes showed horror.

Beside the coffee table, a huge black figure appeared silently at some point, wearing a pitch-black cloak, the hat was pressed down very low, and holding a huge black sickle in his hand.Silver light shines from the tip of the curved sickle, one can imagine how sharp it is.

He raised his head slowly, and under the hat was a pale skull face...

Death, yes Death!

The contract says that if you go back on your word, you will die immediately!
Xi Ning sat there, leisurely fanning his fan: "Don't let him die in my shop."

"Ah~~~~" The robber was so frightened that he turned around and rushed out the door, screaming hoarsely, and walked away all the way.

Xining tilted his head slightly and raised his eyebrows. After all, he was a master, and the master stepped forward, one for two.Without saying a word, just standing there, the problem was solved.

"Don't worry, he will die on the street." Different from the gloomy appearance, the voice of the Grim Reaper was pleasant to hear.

The Grim Reaper put the scythe aside, sat on the other side of the coffee table, and lifted his hat, revealing a skeleton face.

Xi Ning picked up the coffee pot, poured a cup of coffee, and slowly pushed it in front of the god of death: "I don't feel tired when I always dress like this."

The God of Death took off the skull mask, revealing a fair and handsome face. As the brother of the Sleeping God and a member of the Protoss, his appearance is basically not bad.The exception is Vulcan's crooked appearance.

"No way, we have to keep pace with the times. Humans in this place are already familiar with this image, so they don't need to explain it." Reaper added condensed milk to the coffee, picked up a small spoon and stirred: "Even Pluto put his beard Shaved."

Pluto used to be the same as Zhou Shen and Neptune, and the three brothers all had thick beards.

Xining thought for a while: "Well, Pluto still looks better with a shaved beard."

"Even if you shave it, you won't be able to restore the heart of the Queen of the Underworld." The Grim Reaper took a sip of coffee, then took a bite of a butter cookie: "Well, it's delicious. The King of Hades brought some back last time. I am a piece, I am not willing to eat fast, I rub my teeth to feel the taste, and I have been grinding my teeth for a long time."

If there is a breach of contract, death will come again in the future.He looks handsome and pleasing to the eye.Xining stood up very cheerfully: "I'll help you make ten catties now, and you take it back."

Surprisingly, the god of death, who originally only wanted a small bag, raised his eyebrows, took a deep breath, and wondered if this little god had taken a fancy to him: "Ahem..., thank you."

Xi Ning went upstairs to change into a simple suit, put on a bib when she went downstairs, washed her hands and started kneading the dough, really making small snacks for the god of death.

The Grim Reaper was sitting there, eating cookies and drinking coffee.

The rice porridge approached the Grim Reaper cautiously. When the Grim Reaper saw it, he picked it up, put it on his lap, and touched it gently.

The shop was filled with soft music and the aroma of baked pastries.It feels calm and homely.

The baked blueberry butter biscuits were out of the oven, and Xining poured them into an iron plate to cool.Put the grinder with the fruit cake into the baking tray and stuff it into the oven.

This was the last plate, she wiped her hands, took off her bib, brought some cooled seaweed biscuits, and walked to the coffee table.Seeing the god of death sitting there petting the cat, although he was wearing a black cloak with a hood, his handsome face and slender white fingers were the type she liked to see.

"You like cats?" She put the cookies on the table.

"It's okay, it's not that I'm just sitting around with nothing to do. I can only be enchanted, and I don't know how to make snacks. I'm afraid it won't help, so I can only watch you help." Reaper stretched out his hand, twisted a piece of seaweed biscuit with his fingertips, and there will be The biscuit from the residual heat was put into his mouth: "Well, it's really delicious. If you don't know, I thought you were a fairy of the Kitchen God before."

The god of death speaks very well. If it was the god of wine, he might yell carelessly: "It's so delicious, it's even better than the kitchen god's craftsmanship."

If the Kitchen God heard it, he would still be so angry that he would fight with her.You must know that the end of fighting with the great gods is very miserable.

Once there was a woman who was good at weaving, and she boasted: "Let Yashen compare with me. If I lose, I will be punished in any way."

Yashen, the god of war and goddess of wisdom, is also the god of craftsmanship.Appeared after listening, agreed to the game.

The result is that the women weave irreverent designs, all of which are the deceptions and scandals of the gods.But the design is very beautiful, even the goddess of envy is said to be invulnerable, but its content is very irreverent.

Regardless of the result of the competition, Ya jumped up in a rage, tore the piece of brocade to pieces, and beat her several times with the weaving shuttle.The woman couldn't bear such bullying and hanged herself.

Yashen saw it and said: "Bad girl, you should live on, but you are always hanging in the air, and your race will also be punished in the same way, so that you will not be safe for generations to come."

Yashen sprinkled the poisonous weed juice from the underworld on the girl. Her hair fell off as soon as she touched the poisonous juice, her ears and nose fell off, her head became smaller and smaller, her fingers became legs, and other parts of her body became abdomen.In the end it became a spider, and it has been hanging in the air ever since, spinning threads and weaving patterns for generations.

(End of this chapter)