Thick ivy blocks the sky, and the clock hanging on the wall ticks, and the minute hand turns round and round.
The tip of the pen kept writing on the page. The white jade-green fingers held the black penholder, and the fingertips turned slightly white.
Xu Zhixi listed all the current clues and doubts on a white paper and handed it to Su Yan and Shen Su.
Their mission is to destroy the Death Note, but no matter what physical means they use, it doesn't work.
Therefore, they must master the operating mechanism of this notebook in order to destroy it from the inside.
"You suspect that this notebook is not controlled by Death. How did you know this?"
Su Yan pointed her finger at that spot, and her beautiful eyebrows frowned slightly.
Of course, Xu Zhixi couldn't say that the God of Death told her personally. She had already thought of a way to say it in advance: "I casually said that night, and the name Zhao Ming on this note became your name."
"I felt something was wrong at that time. I thought it was the God of Death who did this deliberately to drive a wedge between us."
"But if you think about it carefully, he is so powerful that he doesn't need such a cheap strategy to drive a wedge between us."
Su Yan was thoughtful. Xu Zhixi looked at her expression and was at least eight points convinced.
"What do you think?"
"I think there must be a power attached to this note. It can monitor us at any time. It drives us to kill each other by driving a wedge between us. The reminder that Su Yan saw about killing people in exchange for lives must have been caused by it. "
In fact, this statement was not made by Xu Zhixi casually. She did have this guess in her mind, but she still needed evidence.
Shen Su smiled and looked a little excited, "Is this why you just handed the notebook to Zhao Yin and Zhou Jibai? Miss, your little head can really think! How could I not think of it..."
The romantic and frivolous eyebrows actually showed a bit of stupidity.
Su Yan snorted softly, "You think everyone is like you and has no brains. I don't know how you got so many copies."
Chen Su had a bitter look on his face and looked dissatisfied, "Hey, hey, hey—Beauty Su, why are you attacking me personally again? You forgot who pulled you out from the God of Death and Lin Xian."
Su Yan covered her lips and chuckled, "That escape tool of yours is indeed very useful."
Suddenly, her expression became solemn again, "But... the God of Death did appear in my room last night. Didn't he really come to kill me?"
"You have to ask the God of Death to know this."
Chen Su's eyes widened, "Ask the God of Death, what do you think..."
"Didn't I say yesterday that I would follow Lin Xian's example and make a deal with the God of Death? I decided to really give it a try."
Su Yan and Shen Su were shocked. Shen Su looked around, then turned to stare at her: "Are you serious?"
"uh-huh……"
Xu Zhixi smiled at them.
…
The blood-colored mist is filled with steam, and the cracks in the black rocks reveal red light. The dark light hits the cold and handsome face of the god, and the long silver hair flows like moonlight.
Xu Zhixi stared at those eyes with strange golden waves flowing, she leaned against him, curved her lips and said with a sweet smile: "My lord, can you tell me in detail what that notebook is?"
The girl's soft and bright eyes were like two clear springs, and her red lips were stained with water.
The god's big palm stroked her soft black hair, followed the slightly raised bones of the back of her neck, her spine, and then slid to her waist.
The girl's body trembled slightly.
"Sir, you touched me and didn't answer my question!"
Xu Zhixi was embarrassed and gave him an angry look. The white and tender ears are dyed crimson, just like the crimson lines soaked in white jade, gorgeous and cute.
The smile on the god's lips deepened. He didn't mind answering a few more questions from this greedy little thing, "That thing... absorbed my divine power to survive. It also absorbed too much filth and grew a lot." strength."
"Dirty?" Xu Zhixi thought for a moment and asked suspiciously, "Does it mean the souls of those who killed each other?"
"Quite smart."
The god's fingers pinched the soft flesh of her waist. He seemed to find some pleasure and pinched again.
Xu Zhixi was helpless, but she still had questions to ask and was too lazy to stop the god's boring fun. "Will those filthy souls have any influence on adults?"
"It has no impact...it's just a cricket shaking a tree."
"Really?"
The God of Death chuckled lightly, "It's just an ant. If it weren't for the power of the law that I couldn't take back, it wouldn't be able to disturb my mind occasionally."
"The Lord also stopped me from destroying it before."
"Did you know that what was destroyed was the entity, which was condensed by my power? You can't destroy the power of filth at all, it will only destroy the power of my law."
Xu Zhixi was stunned and blinked, "Huh?"
Isn't this just like the flood has washed away the Dragon King Temple, and one's own family is beating one's own family.
"You have hurt me, and you have to make up for it."
Xu Zhixi was ashamed. He said it as naturally as possible and agreed: "Of course, how do you want me to make up for it?"
The god's expression was solemn and noble, and his gorgeous voice said seriously: "I heard that in addition to kissing, men and women in the world can also fuse their souls and bodies. Originally I was not interested, but seeing you so ashamed, I gave you this favor."
Reward...favor...
Xu Zhixi's face turned red and white, then white and red again, the changes were wonderful.
The girl felt embarrassed and said, "If you want to take advantage of me, just say so. Why do you say something so high-sounding?"
"Didn't you make such a big deal about asking for me before? Why, you don't dare to do it now?"
Xu Zhixi tugged at the corners of her lips helplessly. She originally thought that this dungeon guide Death was based on Qing Shuiwen's companion routine, but it turned out that this Death was just a big pervert who pretended to be cold and noble.
The essence has not changed at all.
She suspected that if her world were a book, the author would definitely yearn for a certain Tangwen.
She bit her lip and released her teeth. Her lips turned from white to red. She leaned forward and kissed the corner of his lips. The soft voice panted slightly: "You don't need me to take off your clothes..."
The god replied happily: "Of course...I will also help you remove your clothes, no need to thank me."
The big palm caressed her back and gradually slid down.
The crimson flames emerging from the cracks purred as the blood mist rippled everywhere. In the depths of the black rock, thick and hot magma rolled, and shrill howls were heard from time to time.
On the throne of bones, Xu Zhixi gasped, her voice intermittent: "Gods...shouldn't...should not have...love...desires?"
The moving god paused for a moment, and gently kissed away the crystal tears on the wet girl's eyelashes, "It is true that gods have no lust, but I do for you."
He lowered his head, kissed the pink side of her neck, and said with a chuckle: "Baby, remember, you are blaspheming."
Xu Zhixi's body trembled.
"blasphemous".
A bit...
How exciting...
