The host wants to be human today

Chapter 900 Telling My Identity I Scared You To Death 13
How it should explain to its own host is just a wonderful misunderstanding.

Have you ever seen a world where the protagonist died at a young age?

What kind of protagonist is that?
After listening to the system's answer, Li Tang let out a pity, and gave up the idea of ​​usurping the throne.

It's good to be in the world, even if it's annoying.

In such a short time, Song Lizhao has been touched all over.

The corner of the boy's eyes twitched, and his tone was obviously dangerous.

"Let go when you've touched enough."

The few people who were enjoying touching it froze when they heard this, and retracted their hands a little embarrassedly.

"Brother, we are caring about you, and we never took the opportunity to touch you."

Song Lizhao snorted softly, leaned back on the table lazily, and answered their questions.

"I am fine."

Yu Wenfei asked tentatively.

"Is it all right? Brother, if you have something to do, don't hide it from us. The brothers will find a way for you."

The boy raised his eyes slightly.

"Will you even be haunted by ghosts?"

Yu Wenfei froze, and after a while, he closed his eyes and shouted loudly.

"Brother Zhao, don't worry, we won't let you live poorly down there!"

"laugh."

Song Lizhao laughed angrily, and couldn't help raising his foot to kick him.

"What a good brother."

Yu Wen flew to the side to hide, and laughed a few times when he heard this, raised his hand and scratched his head.

"That's right, you are my brother."

The people on the side booed.

"Brother Zhao, if you have something to do, you can take Lao Wen with you. We are definitely more reliable than him."

After a while of joking, everyone's expressions returned to seriousness.

"Is it really all right? Otherwise, let's go back in the rain. There should be no one on the road at this point."

"Yeah, yeah, we haven't run anywhere in racing, but the rain is a bit heavy, and the suburbs are empty, so there is no danger."

Song Lizhao responded in a low voice, feeling a little helpless about this oolong.

"fine."

Seeing that he really didn't look like there was anything wrong, and that people like them would be checked by a family doctor every week, everyone was relieved.

But still couldn't help muttering.

"Brother, you scared me to death. You can't talk like that."

"That's right, there's no one cursing yourself. We haven't spent all our money yet. Who knows if we can be reborn into a rich second-generation family in our next life."

The boy scolded with a grin.

"That's all it takes. That's fine. Don't stay here. Pack up and get ready to rest. Leave tomorrow morning."

A few people said oh, and went back to get their things honestly, and each found a few sofas where they could sleep.

Seeing the continuous torrential rain outside, everyone couldn't help but feel a little headache.

"I should have brought more flashlights, but I don't know if I can last until tomorrow morning."

"Achie, it's still cold in here, are the windows closed?"

"Closed, it's because you are weak..."

Hearing everyone's communication, the boy lazily turned his eyes to the little girl who was a few steps away from him.

"We're leaving tomorrow and won't disturb your sleep."

Li Tang tilted her head, a little confused.

"Aren't you taking me away?"

Song Lizhao: ...?
He blinked hesitantly, as if doubting what he heard.

No, you are a god of death, what's the matter with following him?

Not to mention that they don't know each other at all, even with your identity, it's impossible.

Who would bring the god of death home, don't die?
Thinking of this, the young man pursed his lips.

"Why are you coming with me?"

The little girl raised her voice, confidently.

"Because only you can see me."

(End of this chapter)