Falling In Love With The Grim Reaper

In fact, the god of death didn't even need to ask Chi Jiayan if he wanted to.

As long as he is there, even Hell Chi Jiayan will follow.

Hearing that he was going to a place where no one could find him, Chi Jiayan was still a little bit reluctant.He was reluctant to part with the life he had just recovered from, and the friends he had just met.

Huo Xin comforted him: "Don't worry, we all know where you're going, but we can't get in. If you really want to see us, just ask your death brother to let us in. Now life is the most important thing. The important thing is that you can come out when we catch the dark demon."

Chi Jiayan probably understood why their so-called "Mark of Destiny" appeared on his neck. It turned out that everything was caused by this ability. No wonder the god of death has always opposed him to use spiritual power.However, Chi Jiayan still didn't know that he had another death line, and his ending was already doomed in the natal chart.

The god of death didn't say anything, after everyone left, he said lightly: "Let's go."

Chi Jiayan was packing things in the room: "Wait a minute, brother, I'll be fine soon."

The god of death stopped his movements: "There is no need to clean up."

"Huh?" Chi Jiayan was surprised, "Aren't we going?"

"It's not that I don't want to go." The God of Death stroked the back of his neck like a cat, "It's just that there is no use there."

Chi Jiayan was confused, and was dragged to an open place by the god of death. The sun was shining brightly, making him a little dizzy.

Cang Feng was prostrate on the ground, with a pair of blood-red wolf eyes wide open, looking menacing, but in fact it was very gentle.

At this moment, a cat meowed from inside the house.

"Wait!" Chi Jiayan went into the room and carried Xiao Hei out, "Can Xiao Hei go together?"

The black cat's fur has long lost its luster, it is dry and dull, and its body has shrunk by half, dying.

Fate is coming soon.

Maybe it knew that its master was leaving, and the "meow" it just let out was louder than ever, as if it had exhausted all its strength.

Grim Reaper glanced at it and said, "Okay."

In this way, Chi Jiayan was only a person and a cat, and he was about to go to a place he didn't understand at all.

It was the first time he left this city, and it was inevitable that he had no bottom in his heart.Where will they go?Is it a desert, a forest, or an island?He looked forward to it vaguely.

"Blue Wind." The God of Death said.

Cang Feng snorted heavily from his nose, then shook his head immediately, his blood-red eyes became like two pots of raging fire burning fiercely, this was a fierce look that Chi Jiayan had never seen before.It roared suddenly, its body swelled several meters, and another eye split from its forehead.

That eye got bigger and bigger, enough to be as wide as a door, and the inside was bottomless. The strong cold wind poured out from that giant eye, making one's heart chill.

Amidst the whistling wind, the god of death took Chi Jiayan's hand and strode in.

"This is where?"

That door disappeared at some point.

It is dazzling white.

Reaper covered Chi Jiayan's eyes with his hand, trying to make him get used to it, with a gentle voice: "Open slowly, don't worry."

Chi Jiayan's eyelashes were long and trembling slightly, and he couldn't help but ask again: "Brother, where is this?"

"My house." Death said.

When Chi Jiayan finally got used to the large expanse of white, the Grim Reaper moved his hand away.

This is a world of ice and snow.

The breath here made Chi Jiayan feel at ease. He finally understood how the cold air on Death's body came from. Everything here felt the same as being in the arms of Death.

There is no distinction between heaven and earth here, and there is endless fog at the end of the horizon, covering it so that people can't see clearly, it seems to be integrated in the snowflakes all over the sky.

Slowly, Chi Jiayan recognized an independent house in the snow, and his eyes lit up: "That's—"

Cang Feng turned into a wolf cub, and was frantically having fun in the snow.

The Grim Reaper ignored its actions, and only held Chi Jiayan's hand: "Where I live."

"I thought this place would be as scary as in the legend!" Chi Jiayan said, "Or like on TV, there are black and white impermanent ghosts, how can it be so beautiful?!"

The God of Death said: "There is no heaven in the world, and naturally there is no hell. This is just a barrier that was born with me. Like Blue Wind, it is a part of me. If you want to name it, it can be called Hades. You don't have to worry. , no one can come here except me."

Chi Jiayan even forgot all about her previous fear of knowing that she was going to die soon.

He hadn't seen snow yet, and he didn't feel the cold at this moment. Not only did he break free from the God of Death's hand, he also had to boldly put the cat into the hands of the God of Death, and ran into the snow by himself to play with Blue Wind.

Poor Xiao Hei was caught by the God of Death and couldn't stop shaking.

Chi Jiayan's laughter soon resounded in this ice and snow world.

He ran and jumped, rolled in the snow, and a little sweat broke out on his forehead.

After a while, he stopped.

He saw the Grim Reaper dressed in black, standing alone not far away.

and many more!

Only then did Chi Jiayan think of it.

Grim Reaper...has he been alone all this time?

I have been alone for more than ten years and almost turned into black, how did the god of death spend those thousand years?

"Let's go." Seeing that he had stopped, the God of Death came slowly over, "It's cold outside."

"Oh." Chi Jiayan patted the snow off his body, then hugged Xiao Hei again, "Brother, am I the first person to come here?"

Reaper: "Yes."

"It's great!" Chi Jiayan's prickly vortex appeared, "I want to be the first ghost to come here too! When I die, I will stay here and not go anywhere!"

Death's face turned cold, and the tenderness in his eyes disappeared: "You will not die."

"I'm not afraid." Chi Jiayan squeezed his hand in turn, "When the time comes, my brother will put me in a small bottle to raise, and when I reincarnate, I can find my brother!"

"Who told you?" Death asked.

How does this child know that he can raise Lingzhu?

"Huo Xin!" Chi Jiayan said, "It's the little bottle you gave me last time, brother. He also has one. He kept a man's spirit pearl in it, and he can talk to that spirit pearl."

What Huo Xin raised was the spirit bead of a man named Bai Muran that he asked the God of Death to ask for last time.He was very stubborn, he obviously liked that person very much, he took out the Lingzhu every day to have a look and kiss him, but he still refused to admit it.He told Chi Jiayan that the lifespan of a person is limited, but the lifespan of a soul nourished by a divine body is unlimited.

Chi Jiayan didn't know the real reason why he was brought here.

The God of death didn't say it, and everyone didn't say it.

If there is a sign of fate on a person, it means that he is an outcast of fate, disappearing into nothingness after death, and has no right to become a spirit pearl and return to the natal chart.

Death was silent.

Everyone embraced the hope of temporarily separating Chi Jiayan from the world, and after catching the dark demon, they tried to save his life from fate.

As long as Chi Jiayan stays in a place where no one can find him, he can temporarily escape fate's death arrangement for him.

If the mark cannot be removed, then he will never become a spirit bead.

"People are mortal." Chi Jiayan also comforted him, "I know brother, you will protect me now. However, when I am seventy or eighty, I will still die. At that time, I will be the first ghost here! "

Chi Jiayan seemed to be very interested in being the first of any Death God.

"Okay." Death said lightly.

In fact, I don’t know how many ghosts have been here, there are still hundreds of them.

While talking, the two had already arrived in front of the snow-covered hut.

Speaking of a hut, I'm afraid it was an idea that came from standing too far away.When I got closer, I realized that it was a majestic building, but because the snow was too thick, most of the building was integrated with the white snow, and it looked small from a distance.

The room was eerily deserted.

There is only one bed.

In addition to this is a huge floor-to-ceiling window and a white carpet.

This kind of decoration makes the house look more spacious, and it is almost ready to drive.

Chi Jiayan: "...Brother, your life is too simple."

In fact, the god of death seldom comes back at all. Most of the time, he wanders around the death scene in the human world. Later, when he met Chi Jiayan, he would not come back here when he needed to rest, so he was not interested in the extra parts except the bed. .

Chi Jiayan walked to the window and exclaimed in surprise: "What a beautiful pool!"

In the yard outside the window, there is a circular pool that is steaming slightly, like a hot spring.

The blue water of the pool is crystal clear, and the pebbles at the bottom of the pool are round and plump, which makes people yearn for it. Jump into the pool and take a good bath.

"Jiajia." The god of death suddenly said.

Chi Jiayan turned around: "Can I go down?"

"Come here." Death looked at him deeply.

Chi Jiayan didn't understand, so he walked up to the god of death and looked at him.

He thought they were going to kiss again.

But the god of death just touched the mark on his neck with his hands, his eyes were dim, but his movements were extremely gentle.

After a while, he said: "You have a good rest, don't go out casually. I will bring food back."

Death is gone.

Watching him and Cang Feng disappear into the snow, Chi Jiayan sat on the floor, hugged Xiao Hei and looked at the white snow outside the window.

This world is extremely quiet, fortunately there is Xiao Hei with him.

After an unknown amount of time, Chi Jiayan finally sobbed softly.

He knew that he would not live long.

However, he still wanted to be with Death.

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The god of death settled Chi Jiayan, and went to many places to look for the dark demon.

He wanted to grab it, get permission to go back to a higher dimension, and ask fate why it was all there.

The violence that replaced fate that day was suppressed by him, but the strong sense of familiarity was still there, and he couldn't tell the difference.

But the dark demon seemed to be deliberately challenging his patience, and it disappeared without a trace.

Fate's arrangement for Chi Jiayan's death did not stop.

Because there was nothing in the barrier, Chi Jiayan was still locked in the safest room, and he had no possibility of triggering any danger at all.

The god of death would go back every day, and sleep with Chi Jiayan in his arms.

Chi Jiayan asked the god of death to bring back the book. When the god of death was away, he would read the book. When the god of death came back, they would have sex.

In that spacious house, there were traces of joy-love everywhere.

They seem to be on a honeymoon, only each other in the world.

Until one day, Chi Jiayan showed signs of organ failure.

The god of death woke up that day and smelled a strong smell of blood. The bed was covered with large swathes of blood, and Chi Jiayan fell into a coma with a pale face.

The string taut on the surface finally broke.

Because there was no possibility of triggering danger, fate cut off Chi Jiayan's lifeline directly.

The God of Death cleaned up everything, put Chi Jiayan back into the clean bed, and then left with a violent blue wind and hostility.

The ever-present light in the enchantment dimmed, falling into darkness like its owner.

Chi Jiayan vaguely heard a hoarse voice talking.

He opened his eyes, and it turned out to be Xiao Hei.

Xiao Hei, who usually had difficulty even standing up, jumped onto the big white bed with a light leap.It stood on the quilt, its black eyes like glass beads glowed dangerously: "Yan Ling, you are going to die."

Chi Jiayan spoke with difficulty: "Xiao Hei?"

There was no one in the room, and the god of death was not there, Chi Jiayan almost thought it was his hallucination.

"I can save you." Xiao Hei's eyes were completely different from before, as sharp as a poisoned arrow, "As long as you take the initiative to do one thing for me."

Chi Jiayan closed his eyes tiredly: "You are not Xiao Hei."

The black cat laughed evilly: "It's really smart. It's indeed the human being Ling Xiao likes."

Chi Jiayan buried his head in the quilt and stopped talking.

Didn’t my brother say that no one can come in, so how did this monster get in?

He had almost guessed that this monster was attached to Xiao Hei's body from the very beginning, no wonder...

The black cat's tail swung melodiously, and a purring sound came out of its throat: "You see you are in such pain, why? Fate will not let you go...Of course, he will not let me go. We all Sympathy."

"You and I... are different!" Chi Jiayan showed half of his face again.

Because of the stuffiness and anger in the quilt, his complexion looks a little ruddy, and with his dark eyebrows, he has a beautiful appearance.

Black cat, no, the dark demon admired it for a while, and then said again: "Of course it is the same. We are all poor creatures played by fate. Only you can save me, and only I can save you."

"How to save?" Chi Jiayan asked.

He didn't believe these nonsense.

"Have you seen the pool outside?" Huimo jumped out of bed and walked to the window on a catwalk, "That's the soul washing pool I told you about."

"what?!"

Chi Jiayan didn't expect that beautiful pool to be the legendary soul washing pool.

Because the god of death described it as too painful, he always imagined the soul washing pool as an existence stained with human blood.

He struggled to get up and walked to the window step by step.

Surrounded by darkness, the turquoise pool with dense water vapor glowed with flickering fluorescence.

It's as beautiful as a fairyland.

"You jump in and leave the rest to me." Huimo raised his head and said, "How is it? Is it a good deal?"

Chi Jiayan doesn't believe that there are such simple things in the world, and his intuition is wrong: "What do you want to do?"

"It seems that Ling Xiao's egomaniac didn't tell you anything!" Huimo's voice was as harsh as sandpaper, "Your supernatural power is unparalleled in the world, as long as you separate it and give it to me, I will be able to Turn it into your own use. With your supernatural ability plus my power, there is nothing in the world that cannot be changed!"

"You... want my power?"

Chi Jiayan didn't understand.

He hated this ability so much, why did someone want it?

"of course."

Chi Jiayan could not help but take two steps back.

He sensed danger.

"Don't be afraid." Dark Demon said, "I won't do anything to you. As long as you help me defeat fate, I will give you everything you want."

"Why should I trust you?"

The black cat chuckled a few times.

Immediately afterwards, an ugly gray figure transformed from the black cat. It had a ferocious face, its teeth were tiny jagged, and there was no hair on its whole body.

This look is disgusting.

"I forgot to introduce myself." Huimo said, "My name is Niming. I am the avatar of the supreme, spotless, and desireless destiny. I am the evil thought he dare not admit .”

Rebel revealed his true identity.

It could not be silenced by fate in this enchantment, and finally told the truth of weeping blood.

"I'm the only one who can absorb abilities!"

It was so proud, it was laughing wildly, so that it didn't notice a tall black figure appeared behind it.

Chi Jiayan's pupils suddenly dilated, which was a sign of extreme panic.

That man was Ling Xiao, the god of death, but he was full of horror and strangeness everywhere!

His figure was several times longer, his skin was as white as paper, his black hair reached his waist, a big red snake as thick as a child's arm was hung around his neck, and a male wolf with the same blood red eyes was draped over his shoulders.

At the same time, a red line spread out from the corners of his lips, and the red line gradually split and spread to the back of the ear.

That is the performance of the true nature!

Rebel's vest felt cold, and he subconsciously turned around, but he couldn't see the head of the person behind him all the way.

He kept looking up, and finally saw the cold face of Death.

"You're wrong." Death's voice was as cold as a red snake spitting out letters, "You're not the only one."

After speaking, the god of death opened his mouth.

The mouth was split all the way from the corner of the lips, stretching most of the face.

Rebel had no time to escape, and the God of Reaper, which had manifested its true form for the first time, devoured it.

"Congratulations."

A voice suddenly appeared in Chi Jiayan's mind.

"The task of falling in love with the god of death has been completed. Would you like to overwrite the timeline with the current result? Prompt, the number of times you have completed: 99, the number of failures: 0. Please choose carefully."

The author has something to say: Okay.

I really didn't ask you to guess where I hid it yesterday... but to guess this...

The brain cells of the stupid author have all died in this book.I swear the next one will be brainless and sweet.Not brainless is a dog.