Mischief Vampire Highness

Chapter 333 Death's Scythe: An Innocent Girl
On his white chest, a complete cross scar entered my pupils, and I looked up at him in a daze.

Headache! !With tearing pain, clutching his forehead, scenes on the broken bridge flashed out of the corner of his eyes.

The girl has purple hair and silent divine eyes. She is holding an ice-colored cross.

The sky was filled with ice and snow, but she pierced his heart without hesitation. Under the cross of the broken bridge, there was a roar.My headache was about to burst. That was a snow elf, so it should have nothing to do with me, but... I was fettered by her.

"Hehe..." I watched him laugh at himself, and under the dejected laughter, tears flowed from the corners of his eyes, bitter and bitter.

Right!The black shadow at the masquerade party and Professor Ye who is going to the Lost Forest, and the professor Ye who met the skeleton and went back to school in the field training... Let us mistakenly think that he does not exist, but he is the powerful black shadow!
Who would have thought of that?Holy?No, the saint is already dead, otherwise there would be no such otherworldly existence as Meng Chike.

He is the god of death, the undead who bears the hatred for me for thousands of years, and his endless thousand years are only for my damn past life.

What the hell is his time messenger? It turns out that the shadows that often flicker in his brain are the evil fate of the previous life, but she is already dead. That girl with long purple hair killed her beloved Lingwei Xueer with her own hands. I am not her ah! !
"She is dead, why can't you let go." I looked back at this strange face coldly, why did he still live with resentment, why did he still want to control our destiny.

"But I can't die, I'm not reconciled, only...you die too..."

"What about the next life? I'm not him, and Meng Chike is not you, let him go." I cut him off resolutely, within half a meter of him, the top of the castle, the entire gray space was under our feet, The surrounding fog is hazy and the wind is blowing.

"You still don't know? Twins who are connected by fate, you are destined to die." The god of death suddenly straightened his right hand as he said, and the curved sickle in Mengchike's hand just now took shape in his hand.

"Twins??" I was astonished, what are you kidding? ?

"Innocent girl, Ke inherited my teenage resentment, and the purpose of approaching you is the same as mine, but... that guy who inherited ignorant love is against me everywhere, so he must die."

While speaking, the god of death suddenly held a sickle and pointed at my throat, his indifferent eyes were full of hatred.

(End of this chapter)