I am the god of death, not a human being

A mysterious cave is surrounded by darkness. Only the thing in the middle emits a little light. Upon closer inspection, it turns out to be a cold bed.

I saw icy air overflowing from all sides of the ice bed, covering the man lying on the bed layer by layer.

He was wearing an ancient black and red robe, his eyes were closed tightly, and there was no sense of inconsistency in the ancient robe set off by his silver hair. His clothes and hair are flowing and elegant, not tied up, but flowing slightly. His skin is white and transparent, shining and looming.

There is a beauty mark in the lower corner of the left eye, and under the high and straight bridge of the nose is a slightly full lip, white without a trace of blood. The smooth and fair face exuded an angular and cold look.

What a peerless handsome man! It is a pity that he never opened his eyes again. In the eyes of the world, he was just asleep, but they did not think that he had died long ago.

At this time, a young man carrying a long knife on his back and wearing a black hoodie and a hoodie walked next to the man lying on the ice bed. He gently took it off and put on the black hoodie on his head. Wearing a hoodie, a little bit of hair on his forehead, and a pair of deep and steady eyes. With a fair complexion and a high and straight nose, there is a pair of slightly full lips, pink, like peach blossom petals. The body is slender, giving people a sense of mystery.

Judging from his appearance and temperament, he is definitely a cool and handsome guy!

He walked next to Mu Min Beichen, and Zhang Qilin looked at him with eyes that were getting...indescribably weird.

From Zhang Qilin's eyes as he looked at Mu Min Beichen, we could see extremely complex doubts and a slight sense of familiarity.

It makes people want to get close to him.

Mu Min Beichen, who was lying on the ice bed, was Zhang Qilin's fiancé. If I could use two words to describe him, he was his husband; Mu Min Beichen had passed away for more than three thousand years. In other words, Mu Min Beichen has been sleeping for more than three thousand years.

In Zhang Qilin's memory, his family arranged a marriage for him since he was a child (I don't know why it was a boy╮(︶﹏︶)╭). From then on, his family members told him: You must protect your husband! But...he didn't know since when, his memory had been having problems, and it began to slowly become blurred until he forgot it.

He only knew that he would appear here when he woke up, and there was always a voice in his mind reminding him, "Don't forget, he is your husband, protect him! Protect him! Protect him!..."

It wasn't until Zhang Qilin saw Mu Min Beichen on the ice bed that the voice in his head slowly disappeared.

Zhang Qilin stared at Mu Min Beichen's peerless face, and couldn't help but touch his face gently. It was white and smooth, with elastic muscles.

When he woke up from the darkness, the memory in Mu Min Beichen's mind was hazy, and he was stunned -_-||

In a mysterious space, before he could react, the sound of a metallic machine sounded around him.

[Ding... Congratulations to the host for binding the Death System]

[I am System Wuba]

After Mu Min Beichen woke up, he ignored Wu Ba and just stood there blankly, as if he was an outsider.

After a few minutes, he slowly said: "Can I still go back?" His voice was magnetic, but it contained no emotion and was extremely cold.

Wu Ba said [cannot]

"It's okay if you can't." After saying this, he smiled bitterly, showing an extremely complicated expression.

However, it was fleeting.

Only then did he slowly raise his head, his long eyelashes trembling slightly, and his ice-blue eyes with a charming color.

The eyes are slightly like peach blossom eyes, but there is an aura of an emperor inside, which makes people want to surrender.

I saw Mu Min Beichen smile evilly, is he the God of Death?

People all over the world say that the God of Death is heartless and heartless, and cuts off all emotions and desires; they all say that the God of Death is a nightmare and a demon for mankind. Death is the deepest fear in the hearts of human beings and the most terrifying thing in the world, right? It’s really good~ It’s ironic! o(▼伖▼メ;)

hehe! They don't understand that the most terrifying thing in the world is not death, but the human heart.

So those dirty humans alive, you better wash your necks and wait for me, because death has come!

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