Death Protector

Lin Xiaoxi only felt a chill on her back. She turned around in horror. The huge figure of the cat demon covered her, and the big mouth of the cat demon aimed at her throat. She widened her eyes and looked at the kitten under her desperate protection in disbelief!

The red light flashed in front of Lin Xiaoxi's eyes. The blood sickle blocked the cat demon's sharp teeth. In the way of Lin Xiaoxi's side, the God of death's sickle deviated a little. The cat demon grasped the opportunity and shook off the blood sickle with both claws!

With the sickle flying open, the cat demon thinks it's in power. The blood of the forest brook is close at hand. It can't wait to catch it on the surface of the forest stream!

The blood sickle of the God of death grabbed its back in time, dragged it away from the side of the forest stream, turned again, the God of death's hands forced, the cat demon was mercilessly thrown on the ground!

Under this, the cat demon was completely infuriated, four claws grew twice again, and there was a circle of black spirit around the body.

Death with his sickle in front of Lin Xiaoxi, how could he have been fighting for so long if he hadn't taken care of this human being, just a cat demon?! He squinted at the man who was scared to stay in place, and raised his hand to cover her with a barrier.

Trouble woman!

The enchantment cut off the smell of the Forest Creek, and the smell of blood was gone. The cat demon, who had jumped into the air, made a move. The God of death seized this loophole and waved the blood sickle from the cat demon. The cat demon was split into two parts and disappeared in front of the forest brook!

Lin Xiaoxi leg a soft, fell to sit on the ground, death received the sickle, scoffed at Lin Xiaoxi, "to demon ghost, you are really amorous."

"But it's so..." Poor Even in the end, the Elvis still chose to attack her, but its death still makes her feel uncomfortable.

Death doesn't care about Lin Xiaoxi's mood. When the task is finished, he turns around and walks away.

"Wait a minute!" Lin Xiaoxi suddenly called death, "are you really the God of death?"

See death does not answer, she was anxious for a moment, blurted out, "are you specially to protect my God of death?"

The body of the God of death was obviously stunned. He turned around with a black face and directly lifted her up.

"Ah Lin Xiaoxi screamed and was carried into the room by death and thrown on the sofa.

"Stop bleeding!"

What else does Lin Xiaoxi want to ask again? The face of the God of death is cold and terrible, and the breath that emanates out is more terrible than the monster! She shut up decisively and ran to get the bandage, but she was clumsy and could not cover her arm after a long time.

Lin Xiaoxi suddenly cried, pitifully looked at the God of death, "Lord death, can you help me?"

Death turns and walks away.

"Ah, Lord death!" Lin Xiaoxi still did not know what to do with his back, "will we meet again?"

"No The God of death with his back to the forest brook pursed his lips and disappeared in the moonlight.

Lin Xiaoxi scratched his head and fell on the sofa until he could no longer see the figure of the God of death. What happened in the past two days was full of confusion in his mind. Lin Xiaoxi couldn't make any sense of it and fell into a deep sleep.

Forget to close the French window suddenly strange quietly closed up, who is in the dark, watching every move of the girl on the sofa.

Shut up at home for three days, until the scar on his left arm slightly faded down, Lin Xiaoxi cleaned up his mood and went to school. Fortunately, ink pool didn't go home for three days. Otherwise, Lin Xiaoxi didn't know how to explain all these strange things to him.

"Brook! Is illness any better? " Just into the classroom, she was bombarded by her classmates. Lin Xiaoxi retreated uneasily. She was born with ghost eyes, which made her slightly autistic and not good at talking.

However, the monitor said that in order to celebrate her recovery, he invited a group of classmates to dinner and ignored Lin Xiaoxi's sorrow. After class, a large group of people rushed to the famous "Mingju" liquor shop, the most prosperous pedestrian street in K city.

"It's my treat today to celebrate the recovery of the brook. Please make yourself at home." Lin Xiaoxi was pushed to the top of the storm again. In the roaring laughter, he looked up and looked at the monitor Qin song. Did he care too much about himself?

"Oh brook, it seems that the monitor has a special love for you!" The girl around her stabbed at Lin Xiaoxi with a bad smile. She shrunk her shoulders and laughed shyly.

Just at this time, the door of the hotel was pushed open, behind two bodyguards in black sunglasses, slowly walked into a man. As soon as he appeared, the noisy Hotel suddenly fell silent!

It's like having a spotlight. Everyone's eyes are attracted by his dazzling brilliance. Back to the door of the hotel, Lin Xiaoxi saw that the students were crazy and curiously turned around to look at the past with their eyes.

At this glance, Lin Xiaoxi almost didn't fall off the chair!

"Die!..." Exclamation has not yet been exported, there languid elegant man obviously also saw Lin Xiaoxi, cold toward her squint. Lin Xiaoxi felt a chill rush into his back. He was scared to cover his mouth and swallow the words that almost came out.

This man is clearly the cold and terrible God of death!

"What's the matter, you look so bad?" Qin song worried patted the pale Lin Xiaoxi. Lin Xiaoxi suddenly recovered from her panic and looked at the man sitting down opposite them. Her stomach full of questions and fright made her lose her appetite.Who can tell her, death, how can become human beings?!

"Stream, are you fascinated by him, too?" Every girl around her is full of red stars, "it's so handsome to say less!"

"Less words?" Lin Xiaoxi blinked blankly.

"You don't know?" The girl looked at her like a monster, "he is the eldest young master of Yan's consortium, Yan Mo Han!"

Yan's consortia, the world's top four tycoons, has assets of over one billion yuan, and is one of the richest and strongest financial groups in China. Yan Mo Han, Yan's only son, is only 23 years old. He is the only successor of Yan's consortia. He is handsome and affectionate, and is also the dream lover of thousands of girls and young women.

"The stream is too closed to you." Lin Xiaoxi scratched her head and laughed at her classmates who were angry. Quietly peeking at the past, the doubts in her heart deepened. Yan Shi had heard of it, but she was lack of interest and did not understand them. She did not know Yan Mo Han.

It's not even the God of death!