When the god of death heard this "uh", he realized what he had done.

He was kissing a human.

He was kissing a child he watched grow up.

In a brief hesitation, the god of death shook his head a little.

But those two soft and warm lips tasted so good, he was like a person who stepped into a muddy swamp, unable to extricate himself at all.

"Crack!" The glass bowl in Chi Jiayan's hand fell to the ground and was torn apart. The white yogurt and the bright red strawberries cut into pieces were sprinkled all over the ground, enough to make people think a lot, and even the air was stained with a little sweet and sour taste.

His breathing was very rapid, and his heart was beating violently and frantically, "Puff! Puff!" It seemed that he was about to jump out of his chest.

The god of death held Chi Jiayan's bewildered hand and pressed him against the icy wall with the absolute advantage of his body, so tall that it almost wrapped him.

But then, he was bitten back by Chi Jiayan.

Bite blood.

"...Bastard!" Chi Jiayan's tears were still hanging on his face, and his dark pupils were intertwined with anger and shame.

The two looked at each other.

Chi Jiayan was like an angry beast, with red blood stains on his teeth.

But in the next second, Chi Jiayan unceremoniously grabbed the collar of Death's chest and pulled it again - Death forced his head down because of this action, and then Chi Jiayan kissed back fiercely.

This time the kiss was no longer limited to the surface fit. Chi Jiayan opened his mouth slightly, his face flushed and his tongue swept the upper jaw of the god of death.

It has a bloody smell similar to rust.

Death's eyes darkened.

Dangerous aura came up, and he couldn't control himself.

Cang Feng felt his violent mood swings, and after a "high-pitched" wolf howl, he finally emerged from the black robe. It did not shrink its body, so the space between the two was instantly filled with a huge wolf body.

Every time the wolf passed by, the slightly rough hair scraped against the exposed skin such as cheeks and body, itching and pain.

They began to tangle their lips and teeth.

Chi Jiayan only took the initiative to persuade him once, and his senses were hooked by the god of death the whole time. He was hot all over, like a sensitive little fireball, and Death's cool body temperature was just enough to soothe the unbearable burning sensation.

Very comfortable.

The kiss went deep, and in the midst of those rapid gasps, there was a slight cracking sound from something.

It was the mask that cracked open again.

This one is much deeper and longer than the previous one.

The god of death was brought back to his senses by the cracking sound.

He loosened his sweet lips.

Chi Jiayan's lips were a little swollen, and they were already very red, but now he clearly wrote how he was treated.

Because the prolonged deep kiss deprived his brain of oxygen. He leaned against the wall, sucking in the fresh air quickly and gulps, blushing blood.

With the person have always liked, and the person who has never reported too much fantasies, we kissed and kissed...

He was still struggling to digest this fact.

The voice of the god of death sounded as calm as ever: "No matter which me you want, I hope you can understand that there is only one me in this world. There has always been only one god of death, one Lingxiao."

Chi Jiayan's mind was confused.

He couldn't make such a generalization, but he couldn't make a reasonable analysis either.

Because this is the truth, no matter which Lingxiao it is, he can't refuse.

But will he still die?

He knew that the future Reaper had traveled back to the past a month ago and wanted to correct the time and remove him from the past, while the other Reaper had given him a whole month's company. Obviously they are the same person, but they made two completely different choices because of the time of appearance and the angle of consideration. So now they really merged into one, does it mean that the thing to get rid of him failed? ?

... so what's going on here?

"Brother, if you..." He laughed at himself, and found that he had no intention of investigating whether the god of death wanted to kill him at all.

Halfway through speaking, he raised his head, but there was no one in front of him.

The man, together with the wolf, had already disappeared silently.

The only mess left on the ground reminded him that what he had just done was not an illusion he imagined.

...

"If you disappear again, I won't be able to bear it."

Of course, the god of death did not disappear.

He just came out of the little courtyard that had made him uneasy again.

His mask shattered again, heralding a deeper layer of weakness.

Whenever there is an undesired desire, the ruthless and lustless mask belonging to the god of death will have the most direct feedback.

He wants Chi Jiayan, because he has made irreparable mistakes for Chi Jiayan, but this does not mean that he is willing to gradually lose his own protection and become vulnerable.

Blue Wind walked beside him, and it sensed the annoyance of the Death God, and from time to time it lowered its huge head and rubbed lightly on his shoulder.

The Death God stopped, unconsciously stroking Cang Feng's hair, he urgently needed to adjust himself.

The first thing, of course, is to confirm the current situation.

And... about the Soul Washing Pond, he will never allow it.

Just after looking for Lu Cheng's traces in his consciousness, Lu Cheng's noisy voice came over again with a headache: "Lord Lingxiao! Why are you not there?"

Death frowned: "What's the matter?"

"A subway tunnel collapsed in Qiufeng City, and more than 100 people died unintentionally." Lu Cheng arrived quickly, "I thought you were too busy for such a large-scale unnatural death, so I ran over to help, but I couldn't find you after searching around. !"

In Reaper's impression, he has never dealt with such incidents in Qiufeng City, which means that in the original timeline, this incident never happened - a new incident came into being under a certain force. .

"I will be right over."

Riding on the blue wind, he ascended to mid-air, and before leaving, he subconsciously glanced at the lit courtyard.

Passing through the roof with his eyesight, he saw Chi Jiayan squatting on the ground, silently cleaning up the yogurt on the floor.

The neck is slender, the back is thin, and the back of the jet-black head looks quite well-behaved.

He quickly retracted his eyes and went to the collapsed scene of the Dongfeng City subway in an instant.

The sound of ambulance sirens, sirens, screams of pain and mournful cries filled the eardrums in an instant, like purgatory on earth.

The deer saw him appear, stepped on the ruins with bare feet, and ran over in a hurry.

"Lord Lingxiao, there's nothing wrong with this matter! What's even more strange is that all the content on it has disappeared!" Lu Cheng was so devastated that he was too tender to calculate the cause of the incident by combining the cause and effect relationship.

Seeing Death's serious expression, Lu Cheng was not surprised, thinking that he didn't believe his words, so he had to take out a huge volume of frighteningly thick files from his sleeve.

He stretched out his hand and shook, and sure enough, from a certain point in time, the body was blank.

At that point in time, it was exactly the time when the God of Death came back from the past and merged with Lingxiao at this point in time.

"It shouldn't be just this time." The god of death pressed his hand holding the file. "Large-scale unnatural and natural deaths will increase rapidly in the next period of time. Don't panic."

"Why?" Lu Cheng asked.

Death's eyes darkened and his tone became a little lower. He said coldly: "The fate plate has been restarted, and the future is being re-arranged."

"How could this be?!" Lu Cheng was shocked, and then said regretfully, "Alright, you said before that you don't want to be a god of death, so let me follow you as an intern, so that you can accumulate a lot of experience."

It turned out that Lu Cheng thought he was the Ling Xiao.

"Heh." Death sneered, he didn't expect the other self to be so weak. It turned out that the resignation at that time was really more than just talking. I really don't know what the weak side of myself makes that Yan Ling never forget.

I really don't know if Lu Cheng is too simple or too stupid. Hearing this sneer, he only felt his scalp go numb and didn't think about it.

I still remember that I had heard such a sneer when I first took office as an auxiliary god and made a mistake and was punished by Ling Xiao to go to the underworld to be tortured by a cone.

He quickly promised: "I will really work hard! I promise not to make mistakes, I will try my best to let you unload your burden and Jiajia Shuangsu Shuangqi as soon as possible—"

"I'm back." Death interrupted his nonsense.

Lu Cheng was confused: "Huh?"

"Because I'm back, the horoscope is restarting." Death said, "If you think a little longer, or pay attention, you can find that the direction of the dead air tonight is swirling, and there is no warning for the sudden event. There is actually an inseparable connection between the blanks.”

The handsome and indifferent face of the god of death was exceptionally calm amid the noise.

His phoenix eyes are slightly cold, his thin lips are slightly open, and there is a faintly dignified and domineering momentum in his speech than the death god Lu Cheng knew before.

That is the performance of experience and spiritual power that is more than in the past.

Only then did Lu Cheng realize that the god of death from the future came back from the past.

Hmm...why did the zodiac restart? So, is the task of fixing the wrong link failing?

Although Lu Cheng didn't know what the mission was and why there was such a big change, he still admired Death.

After all—no one can take such an abhorrent thing as a restart of the horoscope due to an irreparable mistake, for granted.

So...he really still has a lot to learn.

"Then..." Lu Cheng asked cautiously, "Are there two of you now?"

If there are two of you... Jia Jia will be overwhelmed... He thought so.

Death raised his hand and fanned his antlers.

The antlers flew out like arrows, about seventy or eighty meters away.

Lu Cheng rushed over like a dog, picked it up and installed it himself. I really hate the existence of this kind of bug - why does the auxiliary god have no sex in front of the main god? Good brain tonic sugar!

Is there any sweeter candy in this boring world than an indifferent boss falling in love? !

Is there any sweeter sugar than Two Attacks and One Suffering (Mist)? !

no!

"From now on, there is only one mausoleum in this world. Put away your cranky thoughts."

Grim Reaper glanced at him coldly, and brought Cang Feng to work.

I don't know how long this chaos will last, and many human lives have been rewritten because of his mistakes. Those who don't deserve to die may be arranged to die, and those who deserve to die may still enjoy life, and their lives and deaths are rearranged on the road by the restarted horoscope.

Just this time.

Grim Reaper looked at the tragic and bloody scene.

Except this time, he must not allow himself to make a second mistake.

The author has something to say: Grim Reaper: Well, apart from Jiajia, there shouldn't be anything else that can make me make mistakes.