The witch school beauty had no scandals until she met me

Although Si Qing kept refusing in his heart, he didn't say a word on the surface.

Because he was only four years old and he didn't dare.

He was afraid that he would become like the monsters in the mountains.

Except for him, all the children who went up the mountain with him turned into those half-human, half-ghost creatures. Si Qing once saw a little boy she knew with his head inserted into his chest, and she also saw a little girl who played well with her being turned into a hairy, naked gorilla after being injected with hormones.

Siqing would rather die than become like that.

But if the person in front of him was really his father, how could he have the heart to do that to him?

What to do, what to do...

There was no solution in his little head. At an age when he was still ignorant about the world, he was asked to think about life and death.

Soon, the Grim Reaper brought Si Qing to the door of Mu Qingcheng's room. He looked at the man in black beside him.

"open the door."

"Yes."

The man in black opened the door that looked like a prison cell door with a key without any hesitation.

As a ray of sunlight shone into the room, Mu Qingcheng was seen standing at the innermost part of the room, with Anna, who was safe and sound, standing behind him.

Watching this scene, the Grim Reaper smiled: "Mu Qingcheng, why don't you finish your artwork?"

Mu Qingcheng frowned, with a hint of nervousness: "I... I haven't figured out what to do yet, can you give me some more time..."

In fact, Mu Qingcheng didn't expect that just after two hours, he would be the first one to be checked.

Originally, he had planned to hide behind Su Hong, and when Su Hong started to make a fuss, he would take advantage of the chaos to run away.

But until now, there was no reaction from Su Hong, instead his door was opened first.

What should I do? What should I do? Damn Su Hong, please come out!

But before Mu Qingcheng could think of a solution, the expression on his face suddenly froze.

Because, the god of death walked in from outside, and sitting on his shoulder was... Si Qing, whom he had been thinking about day and night.

Looking at Mu Qingcheng's shocked expression, the God of Death suddenly laughed: "Mu Qingcheng, actually, you don't need to make so many excuses."

"From the moment you entered training camp, I knew what you were going to do."

“Now, I have brought you Siqing.”

"But, do you have the ability to snatch him from me?"

As soon as the words fell, Mu Qingcheng's eyes suddenly opened wide, and even the red bloodshot in his eyes burst out.

He had never been so out of control since entering training camp.

"You beast, give Siqing back to me!"

Mu Qingcheng wanted to go over and take Si Qing back, but he found that the Grim Reaper suddenly took a step back as if teasing a child. Mu Qingcheng missed it and then roared with anger: "Give Si Qing back to me!"

Unfortunately, after several attempts, he still couldn't catch the god of death, and instead he was fooled like a monkey.

At this time, the God of Death said, "Siqing, do you see? Your father is a weakling. He can't even touch me in front of me. With parents like that, you have no future at all."

"As long as you kill your father, you can stay with me forever, and I will teach you everything I have learned in my life."

Si Qing looked at everything around him blankly. He had been enduring it all this time, waiting for his parents to come and save him.

But in the end, all he saw was Mu Qingcheng being fooled around?

For a moment, his little heart suffered a huge shock.

Looking at Siqing's stunned eyes, the God of Death suddenly said seriously: "Siqing, if you can't do it today, then... you know the consequences."

Having said that, the God of Death no longer hesitated.

He flashed and came directly to Mu Qingcheng's side. His speed was like moving horizontally in such a small space. Even though Mu Qingcheng was already very strong, he still could not see any movement of the Grim Reaper.

The next moment, the god of death grabbed Mu Qingcheng's neck and lifted him up high.

Because of the difference in strength, Mu Qingcheng had no means of resistance at all. The feeling of suffocation made him unable to use any strength in his hands and feet.

But before Death could continue speaking, he found Anna in the room rushing up with a dagger.

"Let go of Mu Qingcheng!"

Anna roared and rushed forward, but the next moment, the god of death just waved his sword lightly and drove Anna aside.

"Noisy."

Death looked at the man in black next to him and said, "Tie up this escaped toy again."

The man in black immediately took action after hearing this. Although Anna was struggling, she was still no match for the man in black. After a while, Anna was tied to the cross again.

The Grim Reaper looked at Siqing on his shoulder and continued to smile, "Siqing, why don't you do it?"

Si Qing looked at the dagger handed to him by the Grim Reaper and took it with difficulty. Then he looked at Mu Qingcheng in confusion, the latter's eyes were full of anger.

Because Mu Qingcheng knew that the god of death was leading his son towards a path of no return.

If Si Qing really killed him today, he would probably never be able to turn back.

Even if he returned to Dragon Country, he would still be despised by others.

No one will have any feelings for a person who killed his father, so he can only stay by the side of death.

Damn it, I would rather commit suicide than let Siqing kill me!

Thinking of this, Mu Qingcheng struggled even harder, but unfortunately, he was as weak as an underage child in front of the god of death. He could not move either his body or his arms.

Seeing Siqing still hesitant, the God of Death continued, "In your heart, is your father a good man?"

After the words fell, Si Qing nodded.

"But I know everything about him in the training camp. He killed so many people. He's not a good person. He's a demon with blood on his hands."

"Did you see that white woman I tied up? Your father had an affair with her for a long time. Even when he was on the verge of death, he was unwilling to kill her. His behavior is completely unfair to your mother!"

"His strength is so weak that he can't even protect you and your mother. Even if you don't kill him today, with his strength, he will kill you and your mother soon."

"......"

The words of the god of death were like the whispers of a devil, constantly ringing in Siqing's ears, causing a hint of hesitation to appear on his young face.

It was obvious that his heart began to waver.

As a four-year-old child, his understanding of the world was not yet complete. He only knew that what the God of Death said seemed to make sense, and that this white woman was right next to him. Judging from the situation just now, it seemed that she really had some unclear relationship with Mu Qingcheng.

Does that mean his father really cheated on his wife?

Thinking of this, Si Qing suddenly raised her head and raised the dagger.

He asked in that childish tone: "Dad, don't you want Mom anymore?"

To Siqing, her mother is more important.