Her tone was so casual, as if she said it from her mouth. It was just an ordinary thing. In Qin Zhen's ears, it made him feel like he was hit head-on by a sledgehammer.

"You human beings"? So, what is she?

Qin Zhen, in the past 27 years of his life, has killed countless people. He can't even remember how much blood he has stained on his hands. He never believes in the existence of ghosts and gods. He is an absolute atheist. But today, he feels that his outlook on life has been completely overturned.

Just because the girl seemed to see through his idea, she tilted her head and said slowly:

"because I am death."

But after all, Qin Zhen experienced a lot, and felt that the girl was not hostile to him, and he had no fear, so he talked with her.

"Are you really death?" He looked at the girl sitting on the cupboard and asked again. After all, except for her black dress, it's really hard to match her with the role of death.

"Of course." The girl looked a little unhappy: "you human beings always like to judge people by their appearance. I'm a god of death, or you can call me Yama. You Oriental people call me this."

"Good Come on, death Miss... " Qin Zhen opens his mouth, and the girl interrupts him immediately.

"I have a name. My name is Tang Xiaotang." She spoke.

“…… Why did you save me, Tang Xiaotang? " He recalled the scene at that time. If she had not attracted the attention of the two killers at the critical moment, he would have died.

"No why, you're not dead yet." There was no change in the girl's tone, just as she was saying that it was not time for dinner.

Qin Zhen is speechless.

Even if he also holds the right of life and death, he can't ignore life and death like her.

So, is she really death?

Qin Zhen was about to speak when there was a sound of conversation outside the door. The girl sitting on the bedside table stood up vigilantly. Before he had time to speak, she was just like when she came. With a slight jump, she floated out of the open window.

The voice at the door became clearer and clearer. The familiar woman's voice sounded. Qin Zhen lay back on the bed. Then the door was unscrewed. An elegant figure in a light blue cheongsam came to him with a lunch box in his hand.

It's his third aunt.

"Marshal, are you better?" The woman went to the bed, with a smile on her face: "I've stewed some chicken soup for you, please drink some."

The usual tenderness and consideration made Qin Zhen feel tired today. He felt it necessary to remind the guard at the door not to let anyone in.

"Put it there first."

Qin Zhen looks light, but there is a trace of displeasure in her tone. The woman hesitates for a while, and finally doesn't insist. After all, she is just an aunt, but she doesn't dare to annoy the commander.

So she put the lunch box on the bedside table: "marshal, you must have a good rest."

Qin Zhen closed her eyes and said, "help me call the people at the door in."

The woman went out. After a while, two young guards came in. They were not old, but Qin Zhen's guards.

They stood in front of the bed and saluted: "Marshal! What can I do for you? "

"No one is allowed to come in without my orders." Qin Zhen spoke.

"Yes

The two guards only listened to his instructions, and they didn't ask why, so they went out to keep watch. After the sound of closing the door sounded, Qin Zhen looked at the still empty window, and there was no shadow on the tree outside. He was very disappointed.

It seems that she has gone

But just as he thought so, he heard a familiar light sound from the window, where the girl's familiar black figure appeared, and his heart suddenly rose a bit of joy.

She's not gone yet!

"Who was that man just now?" She floated over and wanted to fall on the bedside table, but saw the lunch box there. After hesitating for a moment, she directly fell on his bed.

Fortunately, Qin Zhen's bed was big enough, but he also felt that she was really light. When she fell on the bed, he almost didn't feel it, and the bed didn't sink.

"It's my subordinate." He replied.

"I'm talking about the woman." She seemed to roll her eyes, but he couldn't see her eyes. He could only guess from her expression.

"She It's my girl

Qin Zhen didn't know how to answer her question. He paused for a moment before he spoke.

"Oh, your spouse." She nodded that she understood.

"No -" Qin Zhen wanted to explain to her, but he didn't know what to say. When the words came to his mouth, he swallowed again: "forget it, it's true."

"It doesn't matter," the girl jumped twice on his bed. "She's going to die."

"What?"

Qin Zhen thought that he had heard wrong. Her voice was loud. The girl seemed to be frightened. She jumped from the edge of the bed to the end of the bed. She was very unhappy and said, "don't you believe it?""How do you know?" Qin Zhen just asked, just realized that he asked a redundant words, if she really is the God of death, then she really knows.

Sure enough, the girl showed the same disdain expression: "I am death, of course I know."

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