In fact, the god of death doesn't even need to ask Chi Jiayan if he is willing.

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

Hearing that he was going to a place that no one could find, Chi Jiayan was still a little reluctant. He couldn't bear the life he just got better, the friend he 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 brother Death to let us in. Now life is the most important thing. What's important, 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 been against his use of spiritual power. However, Chi Jiayan still didn't know that he had another death line, and his end was already doomed on the natal chart.

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 right away."

Death stopped him: "Don't clean up."

"Huh?" Chi Jiayan was surprised, "We're not leaving?"

"It's not that I can't go." Death stroked the back of his neck like a cat, "It's just that there's no use there."

Chi Jiayan was confused, and was pulled into the open space by the god of death. The sun was shining brightly, making him a little dizzy.

Blue Wind was crawling on the ground, a pair of blood-red wolf eyes staring at the boss, fierce and ferocious, but it was actually very gentle.

At this moment, a cat meowing came 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 had long since lost its luster, it was dry and dull, and its body had shrunk by half, and was dying.

Not long to live.

Maybe it knew that the master was leaving, and the "meow" it just made 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 going to a place he didn't understand with just one person and one cat.

It was the first time he left the 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 had some vague expectations again.

"Blue Wind." Death God said.

I saw Cang Feng snorted rough air from his nose, and then shook his head, his blood-red eyes became like two pots of intensely burning fire, this was a fierce look Chi Jiayan had never seen before. It suddenly roared, its figure soared several meters, and another eye split between its forehead.

That eye is getting bigger and bigger, it is as wide as a door, and the depth is bottomless, and the strong cold wind pours out from the giant eye, which is chilling.

In this whistling wind, Death took Chi Jiayan's hand and strode in.

"This is where?"

The door disappeared at some point.

All eyes are dazzling white.

Death covered Chi Jiayan's eyes with his hands, trying to get him used to it, and his voice was a little gentle: "Open slowly, don't rush."

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

"My home." Death said.

When Chi Jiayan finally got used to the large white color, the god of death 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 was the same as in Death's arms.

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

Slowly, Chi Jiayan recognized a house in the snow alone, and his eyes suddenly lit up: "That is—"

Blue Wind turned into a wolf cub and was frantically having fun in the snow.

The god of death ignored its actions and only held Chi Jiayan's hand: "Where I live."

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

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

Chi Jiayan even forgot his previous fear of knowing that he was about to die.

He hadn't seen snow before, and he didn't feel cold at this time. Not only did he break free from the hand of the god of death, he also had to boldly put the cat into the god of death's hand, and ran into the snow to play with Cang Feng.

The poor little black was caught by the god of death and couldn't stop shaking.

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

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

After a while, he stopped.

He saw Death, dressed in black, standing alone not far away.

etc!

Chi Jiayan just thought of this.

Grim Reaper... has he always been alone?

I have been alone for more than ten years and almost turned black. How did the death god spend the thousand years?

"Let's go." The god of death saw that he had stopped, and then slowly walked over, "It's cold outside."

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

Death: "Hmm."

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

Death's face turned cold, and the tenderness in his eyes disappeared: "You won't 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 keep me, and I will be able to find my brother when I reincarnate!"

"Who told you that?" asked Death.

How did this child know that he could raise spirit beads?

"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 bead in it, and he can talk to that spirit bead."

What Huo Xin raised was the spirit bead of a man named Bai Muran, whom he asked the God of Death to ask for last time. He was very stubborn. He clearly liked that person very much. Every day, he took out the Lingzhu to look at it and kissed it, but he still refused to admit it. He told Chi Jiayan that the lifespan of a human being is limited, but the lifespan of a soul protected by a divine body is unlimited.

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

Death didn't say it, and everyone didn't say it.

If a person has the mark of fate on his body, it means that he is the abandoned child of fate, disappears into nothingness after death, and no longer has the right to become a spiritual bead and fall back to the fate plate.

Death was silent.

Everyone cherished the hope of temporarily isolating Chi Jiayan from the world, and then trying to save his life from destiny after catching the Dark Demon.

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.

"Everyone dies." Chi Jiayan also comforted him, "I know brother, you will protect me now. However, when I am in my seventies and eighties, I will still die. At that time, I will be the first ghost here! "

Chi Jiayan seems to be interested in becoming any first of the gods of death.

"Okay." Death said lightly.

In fact, don't know how many ghosts have come here, but there are still hundreds.

While talking, the two had come to the snow-covered hut.

To say it was a hut, I am afraid it was an idea that came from standing too far before. When I got closer, I realized that it was a majestic building, but because of the thick snow, most of the buildings were melted into one with the white snow, and it looked small from a distance.

The house was terribly deserted.

There is only one bed.

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

This decoration makes the house appear more open, almost driving.

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

In fact, the god of death rarely comes back. He spends most of the time wandering around the death scene in the world. Later, he knew Chi Jiayan and would not come back when he needed a rest, so he was not interested in the extra parts other than the bed. .

Chi Jiayan walked to the window and shouted in surprise, "What a beautiful pool!"

In the courtyard outside the window, there is a circular pool with a slight heat, 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 full, making people yearn for it. Jump into the pool and take a good bath.

"Jiajia." Death said suddenly.

Chi Jiayan turned around and said, "Can I go down?"

"Come here." Death looked at him deeply.

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

He thought they were going to kiss again.

But Death just touched the mark on his neck with his hand, his eyes were dark and unclear, but his movements were extremely gentle.

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

Death is gone.

Seeing the figures of him and Cang Feng disappear into the snow, Chi Jiayan sat on the floor, holding Xiao Hei and looking at the white snow outside the window.

This world is very quiet, but fortunately, there is Xiao Hei to accompany.

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

He knew he wouldn't live much longer.

However, he still wanted to be with Death.

——

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

He wants to grab it, get permission to go back to higher dimensions, and ask Fate in person why all this is.

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.

However, the Dark Demon seemed to be deliberately challenging his patience and disappeared without a trace.

Fate did not stop the arrangement of Chi Jiayan's death.

Because there is nothing in the enchantment, Chi Jiayan is still locked in the safest room, and he has no possibility of triggering danger at all.

Death will go back every day and sleep with Chi Jiayan in arms.

Chi Jiayan asked the god of death to bring the book back. 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 room, traces of joy-love were left everywhere.

They are like on a honeymoon, only each other is left in the world.

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

When the god of death woke up that day and smelled a strong smell of blood, the bed was full of blood, and Chi Jiayan was pale and unconscious.

The string that was taut on the surface finally snapped.

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

After the god of death cleaned up all this, he put Chi Jiayan back into the clean bed, and then left with a violent blue wind and a full body of anger.

The light that existed all the time in the enchantment dimmed, sinking into darkness like its owner.

Chi Jiayan heard a hoarse voice talking in the haze.

When he opened his eyes, it turned out to be Xiao Hei.

Xiao Hei, who had difficulty standing on weekdays, jumped lightly and jumped onto the big white bed. It stood on the quilt, its black eyes like glass beads glowing dangerously: "Yan Ling, you are going to die."

Chi Jiayan said with difficulty: "Xiao Hei?"

There was no one in the house, and the god of death was not there, and 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. As expected of the human being Lingxiao 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 come in?

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

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

"I'm different from you!" Chi Jiayan showed half of his face again.

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

Black cat, no, the Dark Demon admired it for a while, and then spoke again: "Of course it is the same. We are all pitiful creatures manipulated 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?" The Dark Demon jumped out of bed and walked to the window with catwalks, "That's the soul-washing pool I told you about."

"what?!"

Chi Jiayan did not expect that the 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 that was stained with human blood.

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

Surrounded by darkness, the azure pond with the dense water vapor glowed with flickering fluorescence.

Beautiful as a fairyland.

"You jump in and leave it to me next." The Dark Demon raised his head and said, "How is it? Is it a good deal?"

Chi Jiayan didn't believe that there was such a simple thing in the world, and his intuition was wrong: "What do you want to do?"

"It seems that the arrogant arrogant in Lingxiao didn't tell you anything!" The dark devil's voice was as harsh as sandpaper, "Your ability is unparalleled in the world, as long as you separate it and give it to me, I will be able to Use it for your own use. With your powers and mine, there is nothing in the world that can't be changed!"

"You...want my powers?"

Chi Jiayan didn't understand.

He hates this ability so much, why does someone want it?

"Of course."

Chi Jiayan couldn't help but take two steps back.

He sensed danger.

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

"Why should I trust you?"

The black cat chuckled a few times.

Immediately afterwards, a gray ugly figure transformed from the black cat. It had a ferocious face, tiny serrated teeth, and no hair on its body.

This look is disgusting.

"I forgot to introduce myself." The Dark Demon said, "My name is Destiny. I am the avatar of the supreme, spotless, desireless destiny. I am the evil thought he dares not admit. ."

Destiny 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 powers!"

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

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

That person is Lingxiao, the god of death, yes, but there is terror and strangeness everywhere!

I saw him grow several times in size, with skin as white as paper, black hair reaching his waist, a large red snake as thick as an arm hanging around his neck, and a male wolf with blood-red eyes on 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's the performance of what it is!

The fate-defying vest went cold, and turned around subconsciously, only to see the head of the person behind him all the way.

He kept raising his head, and finally saw Death's gloomy face.

"You are wrong." Death's voice was as cold as a letter red snake, "You are not the only one."

After speaking, Death opened his mouth.

The mouth split from the corner of his lips, opening most of his face.

It was too late to escape, and the god of death, who transformed into 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 results? Prompt, you have completed the number of times: 99, and the number of failures: 0. Please choose carefully."

The author has something to say: Okay.

I really didn't ask you to guess where it was hiding yesterday... I was guessing this...

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