Scrap Miss Nishiki

Chapter 418

"Lian'er, can I lend you a petal? I will collect rare and rare treasures in the future, and I will give them all to you." The voice of the god of death was extremely soft, but it made Leng Shuang shudder, and Qiu Ruhong shook his head, There was a hint of impatience in his expression, did he have to exchange his life for the incomplete lotus of hell?How can this make death willing?

"Forget it, Shuang'er, life and death are a matter of fate, I don't want to take away people's love, since Lord Death loves this lotus so much..." Qiu Ruhong hesitated for a while, but finally said it out.

It's not that he doesn't cherish his own life, but seeing the god of death regard the lotus as his beloved treasure, how can he win the love of others?
Lengshuang bit her lip in embarrassment, seeing Chu Yanlong and others approaching, she looked at Hei Luan, took a step back, Hei Luan raised her eyebrows, and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong with Death?"

"Look, has he fallen in love with this hell lotus?" In Leng Shuang's eyes, although the hell lotus is beautiful, it has no human soul, even if it is an innate thing... But she also understands that love, this kind of love, once Once contaminated, you cannot extricate yourself.Whether it is a person or a thing, once you fall in love, you will either sink or forget it.

There was a look of surprise on Heiluan's face, and after a long while, he shook his head: "There is no one in hell, and the god of death is lonely. This lotus flower has been with him for thousands of years, so it is naturally a treasure. It is not love, but this relationship is very troublesome, and it is difficult to guarantee that the god of death will be in the future." It will not fall, once the lotus flower gives birth to a soul, the god of death will definitely fall."

Lengshuang nodded, and saw that the god of death stretched out his hand and sucked the knife in Qiu Ruhong's waist. Holding the knife, he cut open his palm, and the blood from his palm dripped on the lotus of hell. After sucking the blood, the lotus of hell became more beautiful Incomparably, as if knowing the mind of the god of death, one of the five petals of the lotus fell off automatically, floating and rippling with a gust of wind, and finally fell into the hands of the god of death. , several people will definitely think this is a dream.

How deep is the love for death?He is willing to be bloody for the lotus of hell. Perhaps it is because of his mentality that he has cultivated this innate thing.

"Here you are." Grim Reaper looked at Leng Shuang and stretched out his hand. There was a layer of mist in his eyes, and finally the mist dissipated. The cold breath was even worse, faintly comparable to the Nine Nether Blood Python.

"Hiss—" Lengshuang was surprised, and took the hell lotus petals, a trace of doubt sprouted in her heart, how could the hands of the god of death be so cold?

The god of death was silent, and the other hand shook slightly, and a black bell appeared in his hand. The god of death glanced at Leng Shuang and the others, and said without emotion: "Back off."

Hei Luan pulled Lengshuang back, Chu Yanlong stepped forward and hugged her to taste lovesickness, Qiu Ruhong swallowed the hell lotus petals under the merciless gaze of death, finally, it seemed that something was missing, something was no longer there. Incomplete, the god of death closed his eyes, opened them, and said, "Operate your skills."

Qiu Ruhong nodded, and suddenly, the god of death shook the black bell, and circles of black ripples were visible, heading towards Qiu Ruhong. With his unique kung fu and taking the hell lotus petals, Qiu Ruhong Hong's translucent skin finally had a hint of rosiness.

Lengshuang held Chu Yantaki's hand, a haze floated in his heart, looking at the hell lotus, it seemed to wither and lose its brilliance, but it stayed beside the god of death, perched in the floating pool at the feet of the god of death, as if relying on his Breath, only this, can be fresh as life.

The black bell kept shaking, and every time it shook, a circle of ripples spread out. The god of death's face became paler, but there was a stubborn light in his eyes. The hell lotus under his feet seemed to feel something bad about the god of death, and it also lost its color. At this time, Leng Shuang and the others knew that the lotus flower had long been connected with the god of death, and it was no wonder that the god of death did not return to hell. If not for this incident, he would not have to worry about the safety of the lotus flower in hell.

The translucent color of Qiu Ruhong's skin finally changed, the black ripples calmed his soul, and the hell lotus petals made his body and soul merge again.

Suddenly, a flash of anger flashed in Lengshuang's eyes, and brilliance flickered in her glass-like pupils, Chu Yanlong was slightly startled, and hastily looked away, this kind of Shuang'er was so dazzling that it was suffocating, she was angry.

When she saw him again, should she call him the God of Light, or the God of Darkness?
Thousands of years ago, this person joined forces with the Goddess of Order to kill her. Although he once saved them under the claws of the sacred dragon, it was not a drama he made up, so Leng Shuang didn't have any gratitude at all. anger!
God of Darkness and Goddess of Order, you two will not let this deity go, do you think this deity will let you go?
"Shuang'er." Chu Yantaki's gentle call brought Leng Shuang back to his senses, and Leng Shuang's eyes were once again stained with human emotions. Chu Yantaki let out a sigh of relief, and just now she suddenly exuded boundless divine power , extremely depressed, even he felt a little uncomfortable, it really was the Lord of the Gods, and it really was his woman!

"I'm fine." The corners of her mouth slightly raised, a gentle smile bloomed, a little star-like brilliance shone in her eyes, and the affection directly reached Chu Yantaki's heart.

After finishing speaking, the god of death also stopped his movements, and put away the black bell. His face was extremely pale, and it took a lot of effort. Hei Luan wanted to help him, but was pushed away. The god of death gave Hei Luan a cold look, and turned around. Looking at the lotus of hell again, complex emotions appeared in his eyes. He knew that this kind of feeling was wrong. He thought that he would be able to forget each other after leaving hell, but he couldn't. This feeling deepened instead. As the god of death, he controlled The destiny of some people is determined, but the hell lotus cannot be turned into a human being.

Reaper squinted his eyes, stood facing the sun, and was silent. This hidden emotion was exposed in the eyes of Leng Shuang and others, which made him a little helpless. He escaped the sight of Soul and others, as if he had escaped their exploration. But evasion is not an option after all.

"Okay, hell is not a place to stay forever, Ruhong, you will know some things, come back to Blue Soul City with me now, if the people in Dark City still make trouble, then let them come and go!" Her tone There is an incomparable chill in it.

Qiu Ruhong obediently agreed.

Leng Shuang looked at the god of death again, and pondered: "God of death, do you want to accompany the hell lotus?"

The god of death shook his head, and with a wave of his hand, the hell lotus floated to the center of the floating pool again. The hell lotus bloomed against the god of death, as if he was a little reluctant. The god of death avoided the lotus of hell, and his eyes fell on Lengshuang. "I'll go with you." After he finished speaking, he seemed to have let go of something, and felt extremely uncomfortable. He knew that Hei Luan's heart was bound to Leng Shuang, and he was destined not to get it. , but at this moment, he was a little uncertain about his heart, should he be attached to Lian Er, or...

(End of this chapter)