Su Tang just finished slaughtering the rubbish. As an art student in a certain world, she also learned the aesthetics of violence. That kind of sensory cruelty and killing, under the halo of blood, although it looks very terrible, but at the same time it is attractive enough.

Of course, ordinary people may not understand this aesthetic.

But the God of death is different. The gods are used to killing. Just a few human beings like ants will not make them afraid at all. On the contrary, standing in a pool of blood, Su Tang is like a dark series of beautiful scenery.

The storm goddess knows later, and finally finds out that her own feeling before is not an illusion. There is something wrong with this human being.

She opened her mouth to say something, but was stopped by rainbow, the dark god.

The storm goddess was silent. She knew that it was better to shut up than to say anything.

Su Tang still held a bloody sword in her hand, which was snatched from the scum. But at this time, she pointed the sword at death's throat.

She tilted her head slightly and watched a drop of thick blood drop from the sword. With a click, it finally landed at the foot of death.

The God of death is dark and unclear. He didn't speak, so he locked his eyes on her.

Then, he heard the little girl's casual tone: "so beautiful, I really want you to get my blood."

The people around had been scared to flee, so now, only the storm goddess and the dark God heard her.

At this moment, the storm goddess has been silly.

When death didn't speak, Su Tang used his sword to go down his throat and finally stopped at his waist.

"Do you know what I want to do now, my lord?" She opened her mouth with a smile. Her face was still that one, but her wild eyes and dangerous temperament made her almost evil.

How can a person have such a ghostly temperament? The storm goddess guessed that something had happened when she just started. Just three minutes later, there was a rainbow around the human Thinking of this, she turned her eyes.

The dark god looked at her uneasy eyes and gently comforted her, "with death, it will be OK. Don't worry."

The surface of mild and modest, if normal, the storm goddess will only think he is gentle, but now, she is silent.

She nodded perfunctorily, but her eyes turned back to Su Tang. In the eyes of the dark god, she was just worried about the human, so he didn't doubt anything.

"Come back with me." Death's face was calm and his eyes were cold, but because it was her, he didn't mean to kill, or he was more angry and distressed than killing.

Of course, he knew that there was something wrong with that God. He was angry because he was angry that the little boy acted alone and made himself look like this!

Everything is on her own. When she was brought to the hall of death as a sacrifice, she would not be honest if she didn't have a way in the end!

The more death thought about it, the more angry he was. He wanted to take people back and beat them.

But Sue sugar licked the corner of her lip, "what about going back with the adults? What do you want to do to me, kill me, lock me up, or lock me up? "

Just when death thought she would resist and was thinking about whether to use violence to solve the problem, the little girl threw the dangerous sword down.

She said, "how can adults get such dirty blood." As she said this, she came to him. At last, she stepped on the blood dripping at death's feet and raised her head with a smile. "In fact, I'd like to lock the adults up and lock them up. No one can see them except me."

As she spoke, there was no sound.

Only the system, in her mind burst a rough, "lying trough!"

This is the original words that the former black male Lord said to her.

So who is the black boss now.

It's a home host. It's really good at playing.

Death heard her manifesto, and there was a brief blank in his head.

He really didn't expect that there was such an idea in his heart. Unexpectedly, he chuckled, "you can try it."

He would let her know who locked who, who locked who, and not let anyone see.

"Ding, the blackening value decreased by 10%, and the current blackening index: 45%."

Su Tang a listen to this prompt sound, coupled with the other side's aggressive line of sight, the whole person is excited, play also more energetic.

The God of death returns directly to the temple of death with Su Tang. In the temple of death, no gods can enter without his permission. So he didn't worry about what the dark god was doing.

"Come on, what happened."

Sue sugar, "I just follow my heart."

The God of death looked at her vaguely, not smiling, "Oh? I'm curious about what kind of heart has changed my little sacrifice so much. "

"Of course..." Su Tang has a long voice. Under her smiling red lips, her voice seems to be bewitching and sweet, "my lord death."

The heart is equal to death.So straightforward confession, let death eye ground dye a wisp of madness.

He slowly locked the door, pulled out his waist belt, and finally tied a knot on Sue sugar's wrist. The belt of shenpao is highly defensive. Su Tang's three legged Kung Fu can't be broken at all.

However, instead of fear, she was vaguely excited, "what do adults want to do?"

"In your words, lock up, lock up." Death's voice was deep and hoarse. He looked at her and tried to see a trace of fear from her face. If he had been a little boy before, he would not have the courage to run away, and then he would have lied for himself with that lame lie.

However, Su Tang didn't. since they have all done this, how can they give up halfway.

She has to let him know that's what she thinks in her heart.

The wrist was tied, and Sue sugar simply leaned over and pressed, "my Lord, now even if you want to stop, you can't stop. So, regret? "

Death gave a smoldering smile. He had never thought that one day he would be oppressed.

"I should ask you that."

The system gaped at the scene, "this is a duel between two kings, mourning for the dark god."

Su Tang smiles. She expresses her thoughts directly with her actions.

The God of death has never been close to anyone or God. But if this arrogant little boy is in front of him, he is not angry, but he can't wait. In the end, he turns away from being a guest and directly presses people in his arms.

The disparity of power, Su sugar no resistance, but she did not want to resist, and even took the initiative to come forward.

The two of them attacked the city, and no one would let anyone. When they let go, Su Tang's eyes had been dyed a little red. Because of the kiss just now, her head was slightly raised, and now the whole person was a bit satisfied.

Then she licked her lips. "Adults are delicious."

Death

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