After the group pet god was bound by the widow king

"So, the flower pot, the car accident, and even the explosion just now were all because the god of death was chasing you?" Song Qinqing asked hurriedly.

Grandpa nodded, "This situation has lasted for about a year. At first, it was only intermittent, about once a week or two, and the degree is not shocking. But in recent days, the frequency has not only increased, but the methods have become more and more radical."

"Are you sure it's the God of Death?"

"It's certain. I saw it with my own eyes, and it's not the same person."

"Did you change the god of death during the period?"

"It's probably because the previous ones didn't kill me, and this fierce one was replaced recently. I haven't met him formally, but I'm really overwhelmed."

The old man seemed to be struggling, even with the decadence of wanting to give up.

But at the same time, Song Qinqing could also feel his determination to live a hard life, "Even so, you still chose to live on, betting on the possibility of meeting her, didn't you?"

"It has always been a slim hope that has supported me to live until now." The old man's words sounded wavering, "But now, even though I might see her, I have to give up because it will bring her danger..."

"No!" Song Qinqing hastily explained, "The gods of death act according to the birth book, and take back the lives of people who have reached the end of their lives. They will not accidentally injure innocent people..."

Having said that, Song Qinqing realized something was wrong:

Reaper doesn't need to "go after" anyone.

The time of death and the cause of death of mortals are recorded in the birthday book, so as long as the impermanent people follow the scriptures, there will be no mistakes at all.

How could there be a situation where the god of death chased and killed mortals, but still couldn't kill them?

This old man is not an ordinary mortal dying at the end of his lifespan!

"You have also thought of it, my situation is different." The old man forced a smile, "In short, I am lucky enough to meet you and know her recent situation. Son, go back and see her, as for me..."

"Wait, Grandpa!" Song Qinqing didn't intend to give up, "If it's a special situation, and it's not a situation where you have to "go" at the end of your life, maybe I can communicate with the gods of death!Maybe I can ask him to let you go temporarily and let you meet! "

"Can you do this?" The old man's eyes brightened with surprise.

Song Qinqing replied: "After all, they are all gods. If it is confirmed that the situation is special, I may have a way to deal with it. I am just curious, why your situation is so special..."

"I am also very curious."

The deep and cold sound of ice cubes rolling over the rim of the glass suddenly appeared in the void.

The sound of a familiar yet unfamiliar male voice almost touched Song Qinqing's heartbeat, causing him to throb unconsciously for a moment.

Immediately, the expected chill fell over the sky, and a tall man in black robe appeared in the air and landed steadily outside the corridor.

The shadow of the figure cast under the stairs almost swallowed up the already dull light.

Just as Song Qinqing expected, the people who appeared...

It is the young master of the underworld, Yi Heng.

Wait, expect?

Song Qinqing touched her heart and was confused for a while.

Was I just looking forward to it?

why should i expect

"Why are you here?" Yi Heng's face was backlit, making it hard to see the details of the expression under the mask.

But when the seemingly oppressive man faced the little Eros, his voice had a distinctly contrasting gentleness.

"I'll carry out the mission." Song Qinqing came to her senses, "Could it be that you are the god of death chasing and killing grandpa?"

"Yes." Yi Heng didn't hide it either.

"Do you want the young master of the underworld to go out in person?"

"So, I'm also curious as to why this old man is so special."

Since the Grim Reaper who chased and killed Grandpa was the young master of the underworld, Song Qinqing thought, the cost of communication should not be too high.

After all, although the young master didn't know the reason, he did give him a lot of preferential treatment.

So, Song Qinqing was about to walk out of the bottom of the stairs and negotiate with Yi Heng in the sun.

But just as he had the urge to go out, Yi Heng raised his hand to stop him.

"Ah?" Song Qinqing was taken aback, "Can't I move?"

Yi Heng turned his eyes slightly, seemed to glance at something around him, and said, "Just stay there."

Only then did Song Qinqing hear a slight movement around Yi Heng, as if something was flapping its wings.

He turned his head slightly to look out, only to realize that because he was in the blind spot in the corridor, he didn't notice at first that a small ball was flying beside Yi Heng.

It was in the shape of an eyeball, with transparent wings flapping, hanging beside Yi Heng.

Like a moving camera.

Yi Heng seemed to be being watched by something.

It was inconvenient to see the young master, and Song Qinqing didn't make a fuss, so she hid in the shadows.

"What did you want to say just now?" Yi Heng asked again after making sure that the flying ball could not photograph the two people down the corridor.

Song Qinqing immediately explained the situation of this mission to the other party.

During the process of speaking, Song Qinqing didn't realize that she had been in a very relaxed state.

So much so that he told the other party many irrelevant details.

The young master of the underworld, and the first-line god of love, are originally the relationship between the great god and the little god.

To replace the workplace in the adult world, that is the relationship between the big boss and the small staff.

When a small employee is negotiating or reporting work with a big boss, how can he talk about everything in detail?

As a small employee, instinctively feel nervous, and when nervous, instinctively reduce the amount of talking.

Especially if this big boss looks tall, big, cold and fierce.

But Song Qinqing waited until the "report" was over before realizing how much nonsense he had said.

Yi Heng didn't find it strange either, as if he was used to it.

With Master, Song Qinqing will talk nonsense.With senior brother, he will also talk nonsense.

No matter how unfamiliar, for example, even if it is Master Uncle Kong Que, he will try to be as concise as possible.

Song Qinqing clearly remembered that when he met the young master for the first time, he was still very nervous.

Why is he not afraid of the young master when they meet this time?

The sense of familiarity experienced from the other party was the main reason why Song Qinqing unintentionally let down her vigilance.

So where does this familiarity come from?

Qin Qing couldn't help thinking of the mortal who let go of his guard and made him suspicious recently:

Quite Zhehao.

After listening to the report of Little Cupid, Yi Heng understood, "You want me to let him go first?"

Song Qinqing nodded, "Yes!"

Yi Heng raised his eyebrows, looking indifferent.

The tall Reaper is nodding, clearly ready to agree...

At this moment, the chill in the environment deepened by an inch.

Beside Yi Heng, another god of death suddenly appeared.

The hood of the god of death was propped up by the high ponytail inside, Song Qinqing recognized it at a glance, it was He Chuan, the black judge.

He Chuan raised his eyes and glanced at Song Qinqing, and then at the flying ball beside Yi Heng.

The black judge probably heard all the conversation just now, approached directly, and said something in Yi Heng's ear.

Hearing what He Chuan said, Yi Heng's indifferent expression froze and turned into suppressed unhappiness.

Obviously, what He Chuan said just now was to remind the young master to refuse.

"I'm afraid it won't work." Yi Heng lowered his voice irritably.

"But you were clearly prepared to agree just now..."

Before Song Qinqing finished speaking, she felt a hand stretched out beside her and pushed herself hard.

Uncontrollably, Song Qinqing lunged out, and was immediately caught by a firm embrace.

Almost at the same time, the figure pushing him squeezed out of the gap and quickly fled the scene.

"Hmm!" Song Qinqing, who fell out, heard a muffled groan above her head before she felt any pain.

He looked up and found that it was Yi Heng who wrapped himself in his arms.But such physical contact seemed to make the other party very uncomfortable, and Yi Heng put his fingers on his forehead with a painful expression.

"Young Master!" He Chuan called out hastily, as if reminding him again.

Sure enough, Yi Heng raised his robe to cover Song Qinqing's whole body, and then grabbed the flying ball with his backhand.

Before the flying ball caught Song Qinqing's figure in time, it was grabbed by Yi Heng.

Afterwards, Yi Heng pushed Song Qinqing away, and before he had time to say a word to him, he followed the fleeing man.

After Song Qinqing stood still, she cleared her mind:

Because the god of death rejected his request, he was heard by the grandfather on the side.

Out of desire to survive, grandpa pushed him out and escaped in the chaos.

And Yi Heng's attitude at the beginning was to agree naturally...

But because He Chuan appeared and said something, Yi Heng regretted it.

Thinking of this, Song Qinqing immediately looked at He Chuan.

The black judge was about to follow the young master, but was suddenly stopped by the little Cupid: "Master judge!"

He Chuan turned his head to look at Cupid, his face was still expressionless, like a piece of wood.

"My lord, the young master just now..."

"I'm so sorry, Xing Jun." He Chuan interrupted Song Qinqing, "This time the young master has a special mission, I'm afraid I can't pay you as much attention as before."

"Huh?" Qin Qing blushed, "I don't want him to pay me any attention. It's just that my mission is also related to that old man."

"I understand. I heard it." He Chuan nodded, "But according to my judgment, the chance of you being able to cooperate with the young master in this mission is infinitely close to zero. I suggest you give up this mission."

"First of all, I don't know what is the basis for your judgment. What I can be sure of is." Song Qinqing replied, "I will not give up this mission."

He Chuan was not surprised by Little Cupid's answer, he nodded in agreement, and then said: "Then please be prepared to compete with Death God for business."

After saying this, He Chuan disappeared like a gust of wind.

Compete with Death for business...

He Chuan's words hit the essence!

Song Qinqing is the god of love, and the task is to make the two old people meet.

And Yi Heng is the god of death, and the task is obviously to take away one of the old people.

The tasks of the two conflict, the result can only be:

Let's see whether the god of love will let the two meet first, or the god of death will take one away first!

Isn't this just letting Eros and Death compete for business? !

Although the "time-limited high risk" judged by the system is not based on the opponent's ability...

Song Qinqing still felt the difficulty of this task, and went up to a new level!

But as Song Qinqing said, he will not give up this mission.

No matter what, he wants to let his grandparents see each other for the last time before they die!