Cute girl Shura

Chapter 171 Little Doll ([-])
Outside the Temple of Death
"Shanshan, open the door, Master didn't have eyes just now, Master came here to apologize!"

At the end of the day, Mo Que came to the Temple of the God of Death first, but an iron door appeared out of nowhere in his main hall, which was still impenetrable to the soul!

Youshan is on leave today and is in the temple, so Jiji can go to the mission alone.

At this time, listening to the bitter begging of the master outside, his heart was as hard as a steel plate, and he didn't open the door in a daze.

Hmph, who told him to be so bad, she thought he would play with her as he did before when he came back this time.

"Shanshan! Master regrets it. Your puppet is really strange. Master is blind. Master is wrong. Just open the door and let me in!"

Mo Qin didn't expect that during this period of being a human being, Youshan didn't grow in stature, but her temper grew a lot.

Youshan was lying on the iron couch she made herself, pinching the "doll" Mu Zishen back and forth, playing with it for a while, and finally stretched out her hand to suck it in the direction of the door, only to see the iron door automatically opened, lying on the door panel Mo Zishen A stagger followed and fell to the ground.

"Hmph, you must have something to ask me to help, don't try to please me!"

Youshan turned over and turned her back to the direction Mo Quinmo was coming from.

"Shanshan, Master just wants to see the puppet you just wanted to show me." Mo Quinmo stepped forward lightly, seeing that Youshan was still looking very angry, so he simply sniffed, "Shanshan, you don't know how much Master wished to have a decent puppet when he was a child, but Master's Master said that as a god of death, one cannot have human emotions, otherwise it will be difficult to achieve great things...Now, Master, I..."

Youshan heard intermittent sobbing behind her, she finally sat up and turned to Mo Qinmo: "Master, so Master is so strict with you?"

"Isn't it..." Mo Qun pouted at the end, his pitiful appearance aroused You Shan's sympathy even more.

"Okay then, then I'll lend you a few more glances, here, here you are." Youshan handed him the "puppet" in her hand.

At the end of Mo Qin's tears, he looked intently, and it was Mu Zishen who was right.

At this time, the eyes of that handsome and strong little face were closed tightly, and his complexion was pale.Almost all parts of the body where the skin can be seen are covered with scars.

He reached out and patted Mu Zishen's small cheek, but found no reaction at all.

Could it be that he was really dead?

His heart skipped a beat, and he quickly turned to Youshan, "Shanshan, where did you say you picked him up?"

"Let me think about it." Youshan pouted, and after a while, she replied: "Abstractly speaking, it's on the way to Weiyang Kingdom. Specifically, it should be at the portal between the underworld and the human world." ..."

"Shanshan, look quickly, your master is here!" Suddenly, Mo Qinmo pointed to a place on the Temple of Death and shouted loudly.

"Ah? Master?" You Shan hurriedly looked in the direction he pointed, stared at it for a while, then frowned and turned her head, "Master, what nonsense are you talking about, there is no master...Master? Master!"

At this time, there was no ghost of her master, and only the violent aura on Mo Qinmo's body remained in the air.

Youshan rolled down from the iron couch, not only her master, but also the doll she lent to the master to play with for a while!
"Master! Come out, come out, Master! Come out, Shanshan promises not to kill you! Come out!"

Smelly master, how dare you lie to her!
I have to dig his ancestral grave next time!

*
Temple of Hades

"Old Man Yan! Come on, help me check Mu Zishen's life and death book!"

As soon as Mo Qinmo ran into the Hall of the King of Hell, he saw a dozen or so four or five-year-old children in the hall crying loudly with their heads up. The King of Hell looked extremely distressed.

Hearing Mo Qinmo's voice, he slapped his forehead, which made things worse.

"I said Lord Reaper, you really know how to pick a time to come. Look, Xiao Wang is busy at this moment, so you can stop meddling, okay?"

At the end of Mo Que's wandering around, he pointed to the crying children in the hall: "Old Man Yan, your forehead is rotten and scorched by these children? I think you are too disappointing, right?"

Hearing this, King Yan Luo saw that Mo Qin was just an ordinary spirit body at this time, and his tone was full of sarcasm, "It seems that Lord Reaper is not living a ghostly life, seeing your ghostly appearance, I am afraid that you have met again. What's the matter?"

"Borrow the book of life and death to read it." Mo Qin finally changed his posture and spoke directly.

"No." Lord Yan answered it as a matter of course, rubbing his bald forehead.

"lend me."

"No loan."

"I'll help you get rid of those little kids, so you can lend me."

"……make a deal!"

King Yan Luo is famous for his careful calculations, and he will never do things that are not beneficial.

In the end, Mo Quemo found some sugar figurines from Hades' tribute and coaxed the crying children into obedience, in exchange for a glimpse of life and death.

Walking out of the Palace of the King of Hell, Mo Qinmo was full of doubts, Mu Zishen was not dead, but who is he trying to show his soft and bleating appearance?
"Hey, talk quickly!" He held Mu Zishen and poked his back with a finger.

Still no response at all.

"Oops, I don't know what's going on with Yao'er now, I have to hurry up and find King Shura." He said to himself in the air.

Stuffed Mu Zishen into the sleeve, then walked towards the Asura Hall.

*
There is no return to the city

There are nights when there is no return to the city, the wind howls like a roar, and the phantoms rustle.

There are no windows or holes on all sides of the room, and the copper walls are iron walls.

Only one frame without a door panel is particularly abrupt.

Du Yao kept her eyes open until dawn.

Last night, outside her door, there were many dark shadows swaying back and forth, which kept her awake at night.

The red and swollen eyes are even more lonely because of the shadow of the yellow light lurking in the abyss.

Getting up, she tiptoed to the door, when suddenly two spears lay in front of her eyes, blocking her way.

Startled, she took a step back.

"Without the permission of the city lord, you can't go out for half a step!"

The voice of the man with the black mask was so rough that Du Yao was so frightened that he retreated to the couch one after another.

The real Mu Zishen would not imprison her like this!This was the only sliver of reason left in her mind.

"Where is the city lord, I want to see him." Sitting on the couch, she lowered her head and asked in a deep voice.

After a long time, no one answered her.

She folded her face on her arms, and the tears began to trickle spinelessly again.If she had known this, she should have been braver yesterday and went looking for him again.

Even if she fell to pieces, she shouldn't be indulging in the smile of this strange man, unable to extricate herself.

"Yao'er, what are you thinking?"

It was his voice.

She didn't raise her head, but buried her head deeper, "I want to go back, I want to go back."

The man beside her moved his feet, walked to her side, sat down, his voice was still low and soft, "So I'm homesick, okay, I'll take you back."

　Let me reiterate here again, this article has been updated at a minimum of 2000 per day since a few days ago. .The conditions for adding more can be seen in the top post in the book review area. .Because Wenwen has not yet been put on the shelves, so this period of time is stable at 4000-[-] alternation. .It will explode until it is on the shelves, so that the babies can watch it all at once. .Hope you understand. .mwah. .

　　
　
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