Death Protector

"Monitor, when is there such an alley here?"

"Two days ago, you may not know." The Qin and Song Dynasties laughed strangely at Lin Xiaoxi, and wanted to take her hand, but Lin Xiaoxi subconsciously shrank back. He didn't care, "there's a delicious dessert shop at the end of the alley. Let's go."

As soon as I heard the sweet forest brook, my eyes flashed, and I threw my strange feeling out of my mind. I followed the Qin and Song Dynasties into this seemingly unusual lane with few people.

Before walking a few steps, Lin Xiaoxi saw a familiar tall figure leaning against the wall in front of him. The setting sun was slanting. Half of his body was in the light, and the other was hidden in the dark. In the light and darkness, his lazy and cold face was full of unclear charm, which made Lin Xiaoxi's heartbeat slip away.

"Cold words!" Qin song stares at the man with vigilance. Lin Xiaoxi looks at Qin song with a little surprise. The monitor seems to be too afraid of death, isn't he?

The language Mo cold still leans over there, the atmosphere is silent for a few seconds, he just cold Yang Yang chin toward the forest brook, "come here."

"Don't go there!" Qin song took Lin Xiaoxi's arm. The force was very heavy. Lin Xiaoxi showed her teeth in pain. She didn't know. So she looked at Qin and song, and looked at Yan Mo Han, full of doubts.

"Monitor, do you know him?" Lin Xiaoxi tried to get rid of the pull of the Qin and Song dynasties. However, Qin and Song Dynasty seemed to be changed. They held on to Lin Xiaoxi and glared fiercely at Yan Mo Han.

Yan Mo Han did not pay attention to Qin and Song Dynasty any more. He stood up slowly and walked towards them step by step. His valuable black suit and black shirt gradually disappeared from him like magic. Finally, standing in front of Lin Xiaoxi and Qin song, Yan Mo Han was wearing a light coat with a dark black robe and a blood sickle in his hand. He cast a cold glance at the Qin and Song dynasties.

Lin Xiaoxi is puzzled. I don't know why he suddenly wants to become the God of death. In this way, can't Qin and Song Dynasty not see him?

Lin Xiaoxi can be unexpected, Qin and song actually gnash teeth spit out two words, "God of death!"

"Monitor, you!" Lin Xiaoxi suddenly saw the black air around the Qin and Song dynasties. His face was covered with black gas, and his face was full of evil spirits. Lin Xiaoxi immediately responded!

"Monitor, you are a ghost

Qin and Song Dynasty looked back at Lin Xiaoxi, and suddenly quickly pulled her to him. His hands were no longer human, covered with black spines and sharp claws. As long as he started again, Lin Xiaoxi's throat would be pierced!

"Death! This woman is in my hand, what can you do to me?! Ha ha ha The extreme distortion of Qin and song's smile, fingernails gradually fell into Lin Xiaoxi's skin, and a red bloodstain appeared on Lin Xiaoxi's white neck.

Lin Xiaoxi was so scared that she couldn't move. She could only ask for help from the only God of death who could save her. However, the God of death was still expressionless. The cold atmosphere made Qin and Song Dynasty hesitated. Did the God of death care about her?

"Death, don't pretend! I know, she is the woman you care about

As soon as yanmohan, the God of death, entered the hotel, Qin and song found that yanmohan paid extra attention to Lin Xiaoxi. He used Lin Xiaoxi to go to the bathroom and sent two demons to attack him. Sure enough, yanmohan also followed and protected Lin Xiaoxi. This confirmed Qin and song's conjecture that Yan Mohan, the God of death, was different to this woman!

Qin and Song Dynasty were elated, but the God of death said Mo cold's blood sickle waved up, his eyes were sharp, the blood sickle red light was bright! Do you want to kill people in the stream

Yan Mo Han answered him with his action. He held a bloody sickle and chopped it towards the forest stream and the Qin and Song dynasties in an instant. How could he die or die in the Yilin stream!

"Wow Lin Xiaoxi screamed in despair, and Qin and Song Dynasty were even more shocked. He quickly released Lin Xiaoxi and jumped back to the wall. However, he saw that the blood sickle of the God of death only narrowly missed the top of the stream. The sickle turned and attacked Qin and song!

"Death! You are cruel Qin and song knew that he was not the opponent of Yan Mo Han. He left a cruel word and disappeared in the wind. "Her blood must be mine!"