Jiang Ying didn't plan to stay in the ancient ruins for too long. After talking on the phone with Su Xinrou, he drove the small train directly to the long-abandoned town on the edge of the desert.

Qin Huo was in the carriage, chatting with his adopted son.

From his backpack, he took out a thin thread that was hard to see with the naked eye.Pass it to the god of death.

"We found this on the corpse of the evil god of the deep sea. Since you have seen the deep sea, it should have told you that Arsha and the Lord of Judgment joined forces with outsiders to attack it hundreds of years ago."

The Grim Reaper shook his head while covering his skull with black mist.

Qin Huo narrowed his eyes, he felt that his adopted son was guilty all over his body.

Under his scrutinizing gaze, the god of death hesitated for a while before softly saying: "I know, it told me. Before I was tricked into the desert city by Arsha, I also questioned Arsha."

"What does it say?"

"Arsha said that the Mother Goddess was very weak at that time, and it was not safe to leave the Mother Goddess in the ancient ruins, and there was no one to take care of it. It wanted to take the Mother Goddess to live in its new home, but the trial was so stupid that it didn't listen to its explanation at all."

"Have you ever thought that if Arsha is really worried about the Time Lord, it can stay in the ancient ruins and wait for the Mother Goddess to wake up."

The god of death hummed lightly, "I thought about it, but Arsha said that it also has its own career. The mother goddess does not know how long it will take to wake up, it may be a hundred years, two hundred years, or a thousand years. It cannot stay there forever..”

"The Lord of Judgment is running around unrestrainedly, and the evil god of the deep sea is too big and has hands and feet. I was on a business trip at the time, so Arsha decided to take the sleeping mother goddess to live in his home."

It sighed a long time, "Among our four high-level evil gods, Arsha has always been the most mature and stable person, and the person who is most valued by the mother goddess. I regard him as the most reliable brother in my heart, and I trust him, so I don't care about it."Think in terms of conspiracy theories."

Qin Huo tilted his head and looked at it, "So you didn't pursue Arsha and the Lord of Judgment for beating the deep sea half to death?"

The billowing black mist on Death's body stopped, and it turned its head to look out of the window sadly, with guilt in its voice.

"It's in the deep sea... It's a bit stupid. Except for the mother god, few people talk to it. It also stays in the water all year round and doesn't like to talk to people. Although it is also a brother, our relationship with it is not close."

Thinking of the big fish with many scars, Qin Huo's eyes gradually turned cold.

He put the thin thread of the Lord of Judgment on the table, nodded politely and distantly to the god of death, got up and walked into the cab.

Liu Dangran, who was watching by the side, and the little wolf in his hand, oh at the same time.

Got it.

Arsha, the eldest, is humorous, capable and talented, and is admired by his younger brothers.

The second child, Death, and the third child, the Lord of Judgment, are secretly in love.

The fourth brother of the otaku, who neither had sex with his brothers nor was very talkative, was marginalized by his three brothers.

When the time and space lord was still there, there was a male mother pressing on his head, and the four senior evil god brothers got along fairly well.

The male mother went offline for the time being, and the eldest and third child teamed up to beat the fourth child, which directly led to the death of the evil god of the deep sea.

Although the second child feels that this is not good, but on the one hand is his beloved brother and close boyfriend, and on the other hand is the stinky brother who has no feelings for him and only sees him a few times a year.The seesaw in its heart began to tilt crazily.

In the end, after trying to save the evil god of the deep sea to no avail, the god of death decided not to pursue the matter anymore.

Liu Dangran and Xiaolangchong shook their heads.

No wonder Qin Huo was so angry that he turned his head and entered the cab, probably to file a complaint.

'boom'

As if to confirm their conjecture, the cab was kicked to pieces.

With a gloomy face, Jiang Ying entered the carriage angrily.

He quickly slid his snake tail, grabbed the clothes of the god of death hidden under the black mist, and raised his fist to beat its skull.

The god of death subconsciously wanted to fight back, but after realizing that the person in front of him was his mother god, he shrank his head and remained silent.

Compared with manipulating time, Jiang Ying, who grew up in the third suburb of the city, is good at melee combat.

He punched the god of death with a fist, and there were bursts of bone shattering sounds in the room.

Liu Dangran, who was sitting on the side, grinned when he heard it.

After punching the bastard son a few times, Jiang Ying suddenly remembered that there were outsiders beside her.

He tilted his head to signal Liu Dangran to take the bugs out, the god of death is a high-level evil god after all, and he needs to save some face for it.

When Liu Dangran walked into the next car with his backpack in his hand, he heard the cold voice of the driver, Master Qin, from the driver's cab, "Xiao Ying, replace me after you beat him. It's so naive, I want to beat its headLose."

Thinking of those 'brilliant' deeds of Python 7013, Liu Dangran was a little worried.

He was afraid that Qin Huo would get agitated and gnaw the adopted son of the skeleton as if it were a bone.

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It is 2:30 in the morning, and Su Xinrou is lying on the bed in the abandoned hotel, unable to fall asleep after tossing and turning.

As a female elite of God Paradise, she has long been used to the days of resting in heavy protective clothing and a helmet.

The culprit who caused her insomnia was only separated from her by a wall.

Sun Kongkong, who was also still awake, sent her a bunch of text messages.

Not describing the false Le Qiubai in front of him, how weird it looks.It is to say that he misses his brother very much, and he wants to find Le Qiubai's body.

Sun Kongkong insisted that Le Qiubai in front of him was disguised as a paper man.

He even smelled an odor very similar to Jiang Ying's on the paper figurine.He can be sure that the owner of the paper figurine must have a very close relationship with Jiang Ying.

To be honest, sometimes Su Xinrou really admires Sun Kongkong.

He seemed to be on the hook.

Just then, a new message popped up on the phone that was set to silent.

Sun Kongkong: "Sister Xinrou, you said the owner of the paper figurine is Brother Ying's suitor?"

Sun Kongkong: "He/she/it has provoked Brother Ying or Brother Qin, and dared not come here in person, but also wanted to miss Brother Ying forever. So he used a paper doll to pretend to be someone close to Brother Ying, so that Brother Ying could relax his vigilance,Do this and that to him."

Su Xinrou felt that what Sun Kongkong said was not unreasonable, and he was very thoughtful when it came to gender.

He even thought that the other party might not be human.

‘Woo——————’

Just as Su Xinrou was about to reply to Sun Kongkong's text message, a long train whistle suddenly sounded in the quiet town.

She and the two female elites in the same room got up at the same time and looked out the window vigilantly.

Under the dark night, a red train with a faint golden light in the sky slowly landed on the streets of the town.

Looking at this familiar train, Su Xinrou's hanging heart instantly relaxed.

She deftly turned over and jumped out of the window, and ran straight to the train.

The closed carriage door opened, and a tall and thin figure wrapped in mist slowly floated out of the carriage.

Every time it moves, some fine white powder will appear on the ground, like bone residues that have fallen.

The black shadow gave Su Xinrou a very familiar feeling.

She stopped and watched cautiously for a while, fine sweat gradually emerged from her head.She recognized it, this is the evil god that God Paradise players once believed in, the god of death.

The strong aura belonging to the gods made Su Xinrou unable to breathe.When she couldn't help but want to back away and run away, a familiar figure appeared in her sight.

The long-haired man with a snake tail raised his hand to press the shoulder of Death.

The Grim Reaper trembled imperceptibly, restrained his aura obediently, lowered his head and stopped moving.

Sun Kongkong, who moved half a beat slower, immediately yelled in surprise when he saw Jiang Ying.

He was like a child who was bullied at school, he rushed to Jiang Ying in a few steps, and complained to his parents aggrievedly.

Jiang Ying turned her head to look at the Grim Reaper who was beaten to the bone, "Does the paper figurine belong to Arsha?"

The Grim Reaper hadn't come out of the shadow of the couple's mixed doubles, it was silent for a moment and nodded slowly.

Following its movements, several crackling sounds were heard by everyone present.

Immediately afterwards, the skull of the god of death fell from the sky.Rolled twice on the ground and stopped at Sun Kongkong's feet.Those hollow skull eyes were still looking at the two giant pythons resentfully.

Jiang Ying snorted coldly and stopped talking.

Hundreds of years ago, he was too soft-hearted to raise such a few bastards.

The adoptive parents are still angry, and the female elites dare not approach.In the end, it was Xiao Sun, an enthusiastic crowd, who manually helped the god of death to fix his head.

The sound of the little train not only alarmed the female elite, but also woke up the paper figurines in the house.

Qin Huo, who had been standing quietly beside Jiang Ying, noticed the movement of the paper figurine.

Like an arrow leaving the string, he rushed into the hotel and held down the paper figurine that had floated to the end of the corridor.

The paper figurine still kept Le Qiubai's appearance, and its appearance and touch were indistinguishable from the real person's, which made Qin Huo doubt Sun Kongkong's words.

It wasn't until Jiang Ying arrived with the god of death that they were sure that the lively Le Qiubai in front of them was really made of paper.

Jiang Ying raised her hand to touch the face of the paper figurine, and couldn't help sighing, "This feels so real."

The god of death supported his head and echoed, "It's true, Arsha is a perfectionist, the paper dolls it makes will peel off the victim in a short time, and then fuse itself with the human skin to become a paper doll of human skin."

"So the paper figurine in front of me..."

"Mother God, you are right, it is made of that human skin called Le Qiubai."

Sun Kongkong, who was studying the paper figurine, burst into tears.

Liu Dangran shook the hand holding the little wolf worm, and he squeezed a few steps to Jiang Ying's side, "Didn't Sun Kongkong just say that the paper figurine just walked around between them? How could it go around in such a short time?"Possibly killing people and skinning them?"

The god of death raised his head contemptuously, "It is the avatar of a high-level evil god. Naturally, it can do it. I, the mother god and the father god can also do it. If you don't believe it, I can demonstrate it to you."

Liu Dangran's eyes were red and he remained silent.

Jiang Ying was a little depressed for a second or two, he didn't have too much affection for Le Qiubai.

Le Qiubai always likes to hide in the corner and stare at him secretly, like a polite and perverted stalker.

Although Jiang Ying didn't really hate him, she didn't have much affection for him either.

He already has Qin Huo and doesn't want anyone to ruin their relationship.

With the mentality of being responsible to the team members, Jiang Ying came to the hotel where Su Xinrou and the others encountered paper figurines during the day, trying to find Le Qiubai's skinless body and bury him.

But after checking several times in the hotel, they couldn't find anyone.

Jiang Ying looked at the paper figurine in Qin Huo's hands, then at the abandoned hotel, and tilted her head thoughtfully.

He closed his eyes and stretched out his hand tentatively to sense the surrounding space.

Porcelain-white fingers with sharp joints tap lightly in the air like playing a piano.

Where Jiang Ying's fingertips stopped, the air began to gradually twist, and a black gap visible to the naked eye appeared in front of everyone out of thin air.

Jiang Ying opened her eyes, pulled hard at the gap, and forcibly grabbed a bloody human hand from the empty place.

Then came an arm with exposed musculature, a shoulder with bloody flesh, and a blood-red human head.

Seeing this scene, others also recalled it.

It seems that Le Qiubai hid in his own space at the moment of being attacked.Relying on the blood bag that Jiang Ying kept inside, she persisted until now.

If Jiang Ying hadn't found him, he might have died in that small space.

Jiang Ying squatted on the ground to check Le Qiubai's injuries.

It is estimated that the injury was too serious, he only had time to drink a pack of python blood before falling into a coma.

A pack of blood is not enough to completely repair the wounds on his body, so he hasn't grown new skin yet.

Jiang Ying took out all the blood bags in the space and handed them over to the female elites for safekeeping.

With Su Xinrou's efforts, Zou Xinyu's attitude softened somewhat, but she was still unwilling to tell Jiang Ying how to separate the magic mirror from her body.

Jiang Ying looked up and down the human skin figurine in Qin Huo's hand.

The paper figurine disguised as Le Qiubai showed him an ambiguous smile.

It made Jiang Ying very headache.

He lowered his voice and asked Death, "What should I do with this thing, will Arsha remotely control it?"

The Grim Reaper stared coldly at the paper figurine, while obediently replied: "Arsha is controlling it in real time. If the Mother Goddess wants to talk to it, you can tell the paper figurine directly."

Qin Huo still remembered Jiang Ying's previous script of "grabbing and looting, relationship breakdown". From the moment he got off the train, he had a sullen face the whole time.

From time to time, he pulled Jiang Ying forcefully twice, leaving red fingerprints on his porcelain white skin roughly.

At this time, Qin Huo reacted very quickly when he heard the words of the god of death.

He immediately grabbed Jiang Ying's arm and said in a strong tone, "I don't want you to talk to Arsha and burn that human skin."

Jiang Ying caught the scene he was throwing, and shook her arm with a cold face, "What are you crazy about!"

Qin Huo's eyes became colder and colder, "You don't know what Arsha thinks about you? I don't want you to talk to other men."

"I just want to ask questions normally!"

"I can ask, you are mine!"

Among the people present, except for Liu Dangran and Su Xinrou who faintly sensed the abnormality, no one knew that Jiang Ying and Jiang Ying were acting.

The god of death didn't understand what they were doing, seeing the mother goddess being bullied, the black mist on it began to surge.

Just when the god of death was about to fight Qin Huo, the human skin man who had been quiet all this time suddenly laughed softly.

"Long time no see, my dear Mother God. Your vision of people is still as unique as before. You seem to have always liked strong people, and you like to be treated rudely."

'Le Qiubai' who was held tightly by Qin Huo, his pitch-black eyes gradually turned into golden snake pupils.

It seemed to have really turned into a thin piece of paper, and its body was constantly shaking in the air.

"Do you like the gift I left for you in the desert city? Mother Goddess is worthy of being the lord of time and space, she can easily break through my blockade, and then lock that space in reverse."

Jiang Ying pulled Qin Huo's hand away and looked at him warily.

Qin Huo was acting, but now he is really angry.

The voice of the paper figurine changed, and this strange male voice was the voice of Arsha Bensha.

I don't know if it was Jiang Ying's illusion, but he felt that Arsha's voice was similar to his.

The human skin figurine stared at the hickey on Jiang Ying's neck. After a long time, it turned its head and smiled softly at Qin Huo, "Hello, Dad."

The author has something to say:

Qin Huo: Don't call me Dad, I don't have such an ignorant adopted son as you,