Death Protector

Fu Shaoling raised his head and saw them. Since he had blue beads, he could see all the gods of death and demons.

"You..." He frowned at others.

"Troublemaker! Sure enough, you've been a troublemaker from the beginning to the end Good familiar voice, with reproach and heartache, the silver haired God of death gathered his white treatment ability, squatted in front of Lin Xiaoxi and began to treat her.

"Xiaolin brook, you really It's capricious and makes us feel inferior to ourselves... " Liubi stood by them.

The boy with the ice blue sickle on his back held his hands, but he also stood beside the Forest Creek.

Fengming has already pulled out the scythe of the gale, "so little girls all know what is good and what is evil. We have been the God of death for so long, but we haven't done it directly. She understands it thoroughly."

"Resist, such a dead god world is no longer the one we insist on protecting."

As soon as the words fell, there was a god of death who jumped from all around to the Forest Creek. Almost all of them were teams of Fengming, liubi, Bing and beigonghao.

The God of death with red hair fell on the side of Yan Mo Han without saying a word, but they all pulled out their swords and protected them around him.

As soon as he came to Fu Shaoling and Lin Xiaoxi, "thank you for waking up our choice. Our belief is to guard the captain. No matter who we are against, our captain is everything to us

"So..." Blood once toward the forest brook bowed deeply, "I'm sorry Xiaolin Creek, we can't help you."

Lin Xiaoxi, in Fu Shaoling's arms, smiles weakly, "everyone has his faith. I can understand your belief. How can I blame you?"

The man on the scaffold still bowed his head.

"Interesting. Are you going to rebel?" Manager Susie was not worried or anxious. She carried her hands on her back and blinked her enchanting eyes. "According to the supreme regulations of the dead god world, all rebels should be expelled to eliminate the dignity of the God of death."

Some death hesitated.

The God of death is a supreme honor. A long time ago, the establishment of the world of death symbolizes freedom and justice. They are the arbiters of life and death and safeguard all justice in the world.

"The world of death in your hands is already ugly, contrary to the original faith." Beigong Hao, Liu Bi and Bing all pulled out their scythes. "Manager Susie, it's you who betrayed the principle of death and the definition of death."

The battlefield suddenly became the opposition between the two groups of death. Beigong Hao, Fengming, Liu Bi and Bing, headed by the God of death, stood on the side of Lin Xiaoxi, and their subordinate death team also followed their own team leader.

Lin Xiaoxi gradually recovered under the treatment of Beigong Hao, and his damaged internal organs stopped bleeding, so he could move for the time being.

She stood up with a sickle and wiped the blood from the corners of her mouth.

"I don't care what the principles of the dead are or what the mission of death is. I have only one purple sickle. I have only one faith. That is to guard the man on the scaffold, to guard all my companions and friends, to guard the hopes entrusted to me! "

"This is my heart, for this protection, I am irresistible!"

Under the strong wind, the light of the purple sickle was the strongest, and all the people could not resist the glare and covered their eyes. Even some weak spirits of death, directly by the power of purple light on the ground, unable to stand up.

In the middle of the purple light, the girl held the sickle in one hand and began to rotate. The eyes in the middle of the purple sickle are constantly gathering the power of faith, and gradually forming a strong wave.

The whole space is trembling, opposite, the death god of ink sickle and orange sickle is also exposed under the gale.

"Steward, can we do it now?" The God of death of Mo sickle is a very white man who looks bloodless. Every word he says seems to be very hard.

is as like as two peas next to the death of the ink. She has a silver long hair that is exactly the same as Kita Miyako's. From the beginning to the end, her eyes only stayed on Beigong Hao, and she did not care about the situation of the battlefield.

Manager Susie stepped back. "Go ahead. You're welcome. Kill them."

Black sickle and orange sickle death rushed to the forest stream.

Lin Xiaoxi clenched his sickle and was about to attack, but he was pulled by Beigong Hao and Liu Bi, and Feng Ming and Bing met him.

"Xiaolin Creek, their ability is not good for you. Let's do it." Liu Bi explained, "the ability of the ink sickle is to swallow, which is similar to yours, while the ability of the orange sickle..."

"That woman, give it to me!" Beigong Hao left a word, and the whole person waved a sickle to the silver haired female god of death.

Lin Xiaoxi is the first time to see Beigong Hao so war loving.

"Xiaolin Creek, they are two brothers and sisters. Let them go to the grudges between them." Liu Bi took Lin Xiaoxi's hand and said, "we can't beat manager Susie. But if it's you, you can make a miracle. Go ahead! For the cold word behind you

Liu Bi also joined the fight. With the start of the battle of the death captains, the two factions of death also scuffled together.It was a duel staged by Lin Xiaoxi alone, which turned into a great turmoil of death, and even a great scuffle in the death court.

"Girl, what should I do now?" Fu Shaoling, LAN Yan and Lin Xiaoxi protect Gong Jiaqi, who has no fighting power, in the middle. The three people form a triangle posture and stare around with vigilance.

Lin Xiaoxi back to the cold, she can not see his expression, he also can not see her crystal eyes.

Space seems to be still between them. Clearly is worried about missing, but she did not dare to look back, and he, even timid, dare not call her.

Lord death, why don't you say a word and do nothing? Why until now, you have not called me half a sentence. Or, in our love, I'm always willing?

Heart, there is such a moment of discomfort, slightly fluctuating.

Then, she suddenly clenched the purple sickle, and her sad look faded away.

"Anyway, I'm going to beat manager Susie. Blue flame, brother, Jiaqi, help me

If you don't love, don't love it. In this love, she sings a monologue or she flies to the fire. How can she escape when she is trapped so deeply? How could she escape!

The man's body moved slightly beside the scaffold.

"Captain." Xueyihu was beside Yan Mo Han, looking anxiously at Lin Xiaoxi. Several people walked towards the manager Susie step by step, "Captain, is this OK? Lin Xiaoxi girl is going to challenge manager Susie, and she How did she fight? "

"Captain!" Blood two also knelt down, "in our eyes, you have never been hesitant, you have never cared about reputation. Why are you not willing to fight against manager Susie at such a time? "

The man in the frame was silent, and no one knew what he was thinking at the moment. He began to feel cold at the center of the blood.

In front of the cold, Lin Xiaoxi and Susie confront each other.

The black sickle's death stood by the head of Susie, and the crazy and sycophantic evil smile, "little death, are you here to die?"

"It's not sure who died." Waving the purple sickle, Lin Xiaoxi met the sight of black scale and manager Susie, "if you want to fight, fight, don't talk nonsense!"

"You have the backbone to be a good successor to your grandmother."

"Oh." Lin Xiaoxi low smile, also not surprised, "difficult not at the beginning, you are defeated by my grandmother?"

"Oh? Do you know who your grandmother is? " "You know, seven years ago, your grandmother joined forces with the demons and ghosts army to invade the world of the dead, but also wanted to wipe out the human world."

Lin Xiaoxi's body was shocked violently. In her surprise, manager Susie laughed.

"Oh, by the way, I forgot to tell you that seven years ago, your grandmother killed Yan Mo Han's mother with her own hands."

"No way!" Almost the stream called out, "I won't be fooled by you!"

"Don't believe it?" Manager Susie and the black scales of the black sickle laughed at each other, "then ask him yourself."

They turned their heads and cast their eyes on the man beside the scaffold. Even before Lin Xiaoxi had time to make an unnecessary response, he was sucked by a strange force. In an instant, he disappeared from a certain distance from the scaffold and reappeared in front of Yan Mo Han's body.

In the distance, Fu Shaoling, Gong Jiaqi and LAN Yan are shocked. No one could see the action of director Susie.

"Yan Mo Han, tell her in person." Director Susie was beside them, and seemed very satisfied with the trembling of Lin Xiaoxi and the silence of Yanmo Han.

Lin Xiaoxi couldn't control it. Even the hands holding the purple sickle were shaking. Yan Mo Han hung his head in front of her, and she wanted to look at his eyes, but he hid his black eyes in the hair.

"Lord death..." Difficult choking out sound, Lin Xiaoxi trembled and touched Yan Mo Han's left chest. The temperature of his chest was still her familiar temperature, but his heartbeat was no longer her familiar frequency.

"You tell me, it's not true, it's all your strategy to break my faith, right?" Almost begging to look up at him.

The gods of death around Yan Mo Han bowed their heads one after another, and there was still a fight around him. Beigong Hao, Fengming, Liu Bi, Bing, and the God of death under director Susie were fighting in full swing.

On the side of the scaffold, it was as silent as death.

Lin Xiaoxi felt that time had passed so long, and finally at the moment before her collapse, Yan Mo Han slowly raised his head.

"Yes, your grandmother is my mother killer. This will never change. " As if the voice of frost fluttered in the ears of Lin Xiaoxi, "so, the person who most wants you to die is me. And I have never loved you. Everything is just a play

Bang Dang. The purple sickle fell to the ground.

Nearby, manager Susie laughed very loud and sarcastic, but Lin Xiaoxi couldn't hear it.

Make a scene, as expected, everything is false. That's how it was from the beginning.Lin Xiaoxi's self mocking smile, those days when he loved himself, those days when he spoiled himself, and those times with little expectation, turned out to be a dream. It was a conspiracy, but there was no love at all. Originally oneself, is really wishful thinking, is really defeated in a mess.

The agate pendant between the neck gave out a light, directly on Lin Xiaoxi's face, like someone's broad and warm hand, touching his tearful face.

Powerless soft sitting on the ground, Lin Creek can no longer control the cover of his eyes, silent cry up.

On the frigid battlefield, the girl does not care but tears all over the earth.

She did not see, the man who loved deeply must have looked at her a few eyes, his dark eyes were full of pain, and then, he did not open his head.