Chapter 245: Reaper's Sacrifice 7

Su Tang just wrote one word, without further explanation, but with the comprehension of the of death, she should be able to understand, after all, she is similar to the mystery of Sophia.
Reaper really understood it, but it's one thing to see it clearly, but it's another thing to accept it.
No, how could his cute and well-behaved little black cat become that ugly woman with yellow hair on top of her head? No matter how bad, she should also have black hair and black eyes, just like him!
Both Yishen and Cats fell silent, Su Tang had already renounced herself, and she simply gave up being a human being in order to please Death.
What did he dance to him in a mini skirt, massage him with his paws when he was taking a bath, what else did he lie flat and bare his belly, and lick his hands coquettishly? It was almost three days of doing it. In the end, she did it. The habit has become natural, it seems that one day he will feel uncomfortable without letting him push his belly.
So, habit is really scary.
Grim Reaper's face was very weird. If you want to say angry, it doesn't look like angry, but if you want to say happy, let alone talk about it. In the end, Moka finally found an adjective. An adjective that has never appeared in my own adult.
Surprised, even to the point of a little horror.
As a servant, Moka has always been aware of the affairs of his own adults and cannot be curious or inquiring. But now, he is really curious, what on earth can make them so surprised?
After Su Tang finished writing, he didn't want to worry at all, closed his eyes and began to pretend to be an ostrich.
After a long time, the of death seemed to finally accept this fact, "stupid thing, you..."
Su Tang's heart was stunned by his inexhaustible expression.
She just thought that the of death liked her now, but she forgot, when she appeared from Sophia, the adult was calling her ugly from beginning to end.
Therefore, what Grim Reaper likes is actually the appearance of her black cat, which has nothing to do with her soul.
Su Tang hadn't been willing to explode her vest before, because she was afraid that the second sick would become perverted and suddenly asked her to dance in a short skirt like Sophia to please him.
That scene is suffocating just thinking about it.
She can be an unscrupulous little cat, but that doesn't mean she is willing to be an unscrupulous little lady!
Then, death gave her a blow.
This Appearance God Party only loves her appearance.
Su Tang didn't know whether to be happy or worried for a while, and the whole cat was confused.
But she didn't know, it was Death who was more confused than her.
To say that he likes it, he really likes the little black cat, otherwise he wouldn't put her pet under the tens of thousands, and the entire underworld, and even the entire world, can walk sideways. Even at that time, Eros used Eros' arrows to shadow him. Although the little black cat saved him, he was not moved, but even angry.
Such a weak thing can kill her casually, so who wants her to save him?
Although the arrow of the of love is a bit poisonous, but who he is, the of death in charge of life and death, and how much a broken arrow can be, there are consequences, and he can bear it all.
The reason why he didn't tear Eros with his hands was because the little black cat was still saved. He swallowed hundreds of soul power and slowly regained it. It was Eros, who was afraid that life would be worse than death. The wings torn off by his bare hands will never grow again in this lifetime.
A without wings is a joke.
But now, he also wanted to hear the little black cat tell him that she just made a joke.
How can such a cute little thing become a human?
Yes, the of death does not like humans, so there are no traces of humans inside or outside his palace.
A thing he hated for so long suddenly became what he liked. How could he accept it?
Death was still tangling, Su Tang fell into a coma over there again.
No way, the little black cat has only one and a half days of life left, how could it be alive and kicking, the tossing just now is all her energy.
So, the of death hadn't figured it out yet, and wanted to ask the little black cat again, but this guy was fine, motionless, as if dead.
The of death took a deep breath and told himself that it was okay. It was more convenient to communicate with the ugly woman than the little black cat needed to communicate with him.
"Moka, find her a doctor."
Moka was curious in his heart as if caught by a cat, but he was as steady as usual, "Yes." Since he is looking for a doctor, it is a little inconvenient to be here, just when he wants to pick up the person and throw it back to her. When he was in the temporary bedroom, Lord Grim Reaper spoke again.
"You plan to take her away like this?"
Seeing the adult frowned, Moka was puzzled. You obviously wanted her to die before. Why did you dislike him for being rude now?
But as a good servant, one should not question the master.
"Then, I will take it back?" Moka swore. After he said that, he saw the killing intent in the adult's eyes.
The of death struggled for a long time, and hadn't thought about how to deal with it, but when he thought that Moka would pick up Sophia, his brows were raised. He hasn't even hugged him yet, how can a servant pass him? That is his sacrifice!
"Forget it, I'll hold it myself." After finishing speaking, he put the little black cat back into his pocket carefully, and then hugged it with a look of disgust and a little rude gesture.
Moka was sluggish. At this moment, he felt that he saw the shadow of those fierce beasts from his grown-up.
"Big...sir?"
Moka was so startled by this magical side that he didn't know how to speak, and then Grim Reaper made a stink of his face, "Why are you standing stupid, don't show me the way."
"Yes, please, my lord." Moka had the same hands, and when he came to Su Tang's bedroom, his head was still blank.
Then, he heard Lord Grim Reaper's face full of disgust, "Can people live in this kind of place?"
There have been humans in the Death Temple from the future, and this time the humans came, and they did not come to serve the Death God. They are sacrifices. Since they are sacrifices, they are no different from livestock. Just draw a zone and lock them up.
Therefore, the environment is really bad.
Grim Reaper's face was not good, the place was small and cold, there was no window, and there were four beds in the small room, which made it difficult for him to turn around.
Forget it, since it's a little black cat, throw it back to her den.
But he forgot, or deliberately, that the litter of the little black cat is in his bedroom.
Moka has been shocked to the habit by his successive actions. As a visible servant, he has to be considerate for his master.
"My lord, do you need to clean Miss Sophia?"
This young lady was scrambled by a few fierce beasts, biting her clothes and dragging them on the ground, her body was so dirty that she didn't even look at her. So, what on earth did your lord Death think? Isn't he a cleanliness? !
Lord Grim Reaper looked down at the human in his arms. The dirt was really dirty. He almost wanted to lose it. But thinking of the little black cat in his pocket, he took a deep breath, "Find someone to wash her. "
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