The End of the Emperor's Industry

"I can't sleep, and I always have a feeling of panic in my heart. It's very bottomless. You say, what if I really die this time, what should I do?"

"I said you won't die, you won't die, what are you thinking about, don't worry, I'll go to Mercy Hospital..." He said, then stood up and wanted to leave, but he grabbed his wrist.

"Didn't you just come back, why are you going to the Mercy Hospital again, no, don't go, I'm alone, I'm afraid..."

"Don't be afraid, I just went to the hospital to deal with some matters related to your operation, and I will be back soon, you have to wait for me obediently, don't run around anymore, you understand?"

"Okay..." He pursed his mouth: "Then you promise me, come back soon..."

"Well..." He promised him, turned around, but closed his eyes, his face was slightly pale.

Driving the black Audi he just bought, he just drove out like this, saying that he was going to Mercy Hospital, but in fact, he was just driving around aimlessly.

A black shadow that ordinary people couldn't see was drifting behind his car. He looked at the faint shadow of that person in the mirror in front of the car, and a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"What? Can't wait any longer? Reaper...?"

"It's not that I can't wait, it's that your demon soul is so tempting. I think if I eat it, I will definitely improve my cultivation base. When the time comes, killing that old fellow Hades is just around the corner, isn't it?"

The shadow appeared, and it turned out to be the god of death.However, only an onmyoji like Bu Xiaoyu can see it.If mortals see it, it means that they are about to die.

"I don't want to die that much yet..." Bu Xiaoyu's tone was slightly joking.

"I know you don't think so in your heart, but Rabbit God is my friend, and I really want to save him, but he is a damned person, and only the liver you are willing to donate can do it." Save him, because your predecessor was a demon, and you have supreme potential magic power, as long as you make up your mind to save him, there is nothing impossible to reverse..."

"I know, I know...!" Bu Xiaoyu laughed impatiently, stopped the car, *licked his lips, looked at the god of death by the car window and said, "Can you do me a favor?"

"What's the matter? I'd be happy if I could..."

Bu Xiaoyu hooked his fingers at the god of death, and put his lips in the ear of the god of death, whispering some words.

"Don't worry..." The God of Death smiled and said, "I'm happy to do this, so now..." There are words in the myth of Death.Bu Xiaoyu took a deep breath, and then crazily stepped on the accelerator and slammed into a pole in front of him.

The roar resounded through the sky, like a scream.

He was just like this, leaning on the driver's seat, covered in blood, his face was bloody, his face was stiff and gentle, yet so serene.

And here at home, because of the operation, he tried to take off the ring on his finger, but this time, before he tried hard, it fell to the ground by itself, and he bent down to pick it up. He got up, but found that the emerald jade in the center had a crack at some point. He just thought it was broken, so he didn't think too much about it. Just like that, he put the ring away and put it in the drawer of the bedside table. Dial Bu Xiaoyu's cell phone number...