The Death Knell

"I am happy to circulate in reincarnation. Life and death are just a world of forms. I don't want to be free from life, because beauty binds me to this world. If I want to fly, no one can stop me; if I want to stay, no one can stop me. Accusation."

There was a small boat floating on an extremely wide river. There were many souls soaked in the gray river water. They stretched out their arms in pain, hoping that the people on the boat would pull them, but they were dragged by the current. , go to the other side where you are destined to go.

The name of this river is Santu River, or according to more ancient terms, Wangchuan.

The handsome man with blond hair stood on the bow of the boat, looking at the sea of ​​red flowers blooming on the river bank. They were so dense that the red lighted up half the sky like a flame. He said this to the woman at the helm of the boat in a tone like reciting poetry. Although the latter looks more like a beautiful corpse wearing a white kimono.

She is very beautiful, breathtakingly beautiful, but this kind of beauty does not belong to the world, because she is also Satan.

Hearing what the beautiful man said, she gently covered her pale lips with the fan in her hand, her eyes curved like crescent moons, and whispered softly:

"I understand that you want freedom and pride, just like when we first met, but why today? You walked into my hell again? You know that I have always wanted to kill you, right? "

Each of the three questions sounded sharper than the last. By the end of the sentence, the woman's face had turned into a Prajna ghost face, slender corners sprouted from her forehead, and her face was even more distorted.

"Ahem, can you please stop talking about the past every time we meet?" Lucifer coughed and retreated from the state of a literary young man. He happily threw a coin into the river and watched the souls start to grab the coin. Ticket to Hell: "You know, I love you as much as I love all human beings."

Yin Xie's beautiful life, his ex-wife, the god of filth in the underworld, is also one of the three Satans who now control a hell.

But Lucifer prefers to call her Yellow Face Woman, because she is really ugly when she is angry.

"This is what I hate most about you, can't you just love me?" The woman rubbed her face angrily, but when her wide sleeves were put down again, her face had returned to its beautiful and dignified appearance: "You have It’s been too long since I’ve seen my son. Takehiko will replace you one day and kill you and the humans around you.”

Like most mothers after divorce, she put her emotions and hopes on her son, and hoped that he would be able to take revenge on the hateful person in the future.

Of course, she also knew that Takehiko would definitely not be able to kill Lucifer because the gap between the two was too big, but she should regard this as a curse.

"Hahaha, then he has to work hard. That kid should spend more time mastering the skills of killing, instead of sleeping with the poisonous members of the underground female rock band in Ireland, and then under the anesthesia of various drugs. Fall into a deep sleep."

The handsome man with blond hair laughed. He reached out and stroked his hair. His blond hair instantly grew longer with his hand. His face also kept changing with the ripples of the water, but every face was so beautiful:

"By the way, I recently met a man. He is super strong. Really, if he wanted to kill you, he would probably only need one sword."

This is undoubtedly the death knell, the death knell from another world. When he mentioned him, Lucifer swallowed, as if he was longing for something.

"I know who you are talking about, but do you think I'm stupid?" The woman sat on the edge of the boat, stretched out her hand like slapping a watermelon, and slapped the head exposed in the river back into the water, her long black hair tangled in Between her fingers: "I have never interacted with that Deathstroke at all. I have been avoiding him. He is a lunatic. From the perspective of us demons, he is not normal."

Yin Xie Na Meiming is indeed very low-key. After all, he is also very well-informed about hell. Back then, another Satan, the First Fallen, made a deal with the Deathstroke and helped him trap an intruder named the Devastator, but It turns out that it was definitely a losing business.

The contract could not be broken. At that time, the death knell could still be said to be in the category of ordinary people, but now, that person just lacks the title of a god.

The idea of ​​walking around when encountering a death knell was also first spread from the First Fallen.

"Ah, haha, you are still so calm, Xiao Ming, my lovely ex-wife." Lucifer smiled even more happily, and his head moved from side to side in a cute way: "So now you better tell me the answer, what I want to know That answer, otherwise the next time the person who comes to hell to ask questions will not be me who loves you, but a professional killer who can tell cold jokes."

"I still don't know what you want to ask! Damn Lucifer! Does humiliating me make you so happy?" Yin Xie suddenly stood up, and her scream caused the flowers on the other side of the river to explode into the sky. Debris, that face turned ugly again: "I'm not that bitch like Maggie Ken. If you want to start a war, then come!"

"Uh, didn't I say it? Maybe I forgot." Lucifer smiled and shrugged. Not only was he not afraid, he also walked towards his ex-wife and held her in his arms, patted her back and comforted her: "Are you here? Are you menopausal? Why has your temper become worse recently?"

He felt that he was very humorous, but his ex-wife didn't think so. The woman who had softened her attitude due to the hug had her black hair dancing in the air like waterweed, and she might take action in the next second.

She knows Lucifer loves her, so she won't use all her strength, which gives her a chance of winning.

"Okay, Xiao Ming, it's just a joke. Don't mind. Let me show you this." Lucifer pulled away and handed over a notepad: "My angel brother Aman sent it to me. He was killed last time." The man I stabbed to death with the Seraph Sword was resurrected recently, but we have reconciled. He asked me to check something, no, it should be said that he asked me to help him, haha."

Yes, he took the initiative to come to ask for help. It was so humble.

The corpse-like ghost mother took a few deep breaths before her face changed. She angrily took the notebook from her ex-husband's hand and read all the contents in a flash.

"Is someone making a wish? You shouldn't come to me for this. There are indeed ghosts and gods under the jurisdiction of the Underworld Hell who like to help humans realize their wishes, but there is a price."

According to the records in the notepad, it can be known that many people have recently had the ability to have their wishes come true without paying any price. This is quite strange. You must know that mortals can even ask the weakest fox fairy for help. I'm so busy, but I still have to offer a plate of fried tofu.

Hearing this statement, Lucifer nodded repeatedly and rubbed his chin:

"You're right, dear, but another question is, you wanted to see me, so you met me... Who did you make a wish to?"