Chapter 178

Soon, Qin Chu sighed. Just as he had worried, there was nothing on this soul fragment. It was empty.

This made Qin Chu feel a little irritated. He could not get any useful information from the blank soul fragment... Qin Chu even felt confused. Even if such blank fragments without soul sediment were put together, could they really revive Jello?

Is it to revive a puppet without soul?

Or to summon a wisp of consciousness from the void to form a so-called Jello?

I always feel that the mysterious man gave the scroll recording the resurrection technique to Rossweisse and asked Rossweisse to revive Jello. This matter is also full of doubts.

Shaking his head, Qin Chu stood up again. He felt a little disappointed, but he still threw the soul fragment into the storage ring. This thing might be useful in the future.

He was ready to return to the camp.

"Do you want to know the information recorded in the soul fragment?"

Suddenly, a hollow voice, accompanied by the night wind, drilled into Qin Chu's ears.

"Yes, it's a pity that this soul fragment is empty." Qin Chu answered subconsciously.

However, just after he finished speaking, Qin Chu's pupils shrank slightly, and the next second, the expression on his face quickly transformed into the most common and common smile.

He turned slightly and looked behind him.

Not far behind him, under the moonlight, a girl stood quietly on the ground.

No, not standing.

If you look closely, you will find that she is floating on the ground, and her round and graceful toes do not touch the fallen leaves on the ground.

Her long hair of the same color as Qin Chu fluttered behind her, and she also had the same black eyes as Qin Chu. On her slender body was a black lace gauze skirt, and under the skirt were slender legs and jade feet wrapped in black pantyhose.

This is a girl who is very suitable for stockings.

Under the moonlight, through the thin fabric of the lace gauze skirt, you can peek into the round outline of a pair of thighs tightly pressed together under the skirt, and the calf curves are beautiful and look full of elasticity.

Through the gap opened by the black stockings, you can appreciate the beautiful curves of the feet and the tender whiteness in the haze.

The whole person almost merged with the night.

In stark contrast to the black, her cheeks, her neck, her chest, and all the exposed skin looked even whiter under the contrast of black and white.

She exuded a strange temperament, which would even make people fail to notice the actually beautiful and lovely face at the first sight of the girl.

How to say it, there is a kind of strange and enchanting beauty.

Even Qin Chu had not noticed the existence of this mysterious girl, if the girl had not taken the initiative to speak.

Qin Chu did not sense a fatal threat, and he had never felt a strong hostility from this mysterious girl. If the girl really wanted to take action, a direct sneak attack would have been more effective.

Of course, even so, Qin Chu still maintained absolute vigilance.

He was full of curiosity about the identity of this mysterious girl.

"Be careful, it's the daughter of death..." Saya's voice came from his mind, revealing the identity of the girl.

In front of the daughter of death, Saya seemed very honest and did not get out of Qin Chu's body.

After all, the Daughter of Death is much more dangerous than the Daughter of Storm. If the Daughter of Death detects his existence, who knows what will happen.

Saya's voice is also full of irritation: "Damn it, what does this hateful witch want to do?"

Qin Chu can almost imagine that Saya is deep in his consciousness, puffing her cheeks and stomping her feet in anger.

The Daughter of Death?

The one who purified tens of thousands of souls on the battlefield before?

Just as Qin Chu was thinking in his heart, the Daughter of Death on the opposite side was not idle. She seemed a little annoyed. She tilted her little head slightly and looked at the ashes left after the silver flame disappeared on the ground. She puffed her snow-white cheeks a little depressed:

"The soul was burned really cleanly."

"I originally realized that there was a dirty and powerful soul waiting to be harvested here, but I didn't expect it to be burned to ashes by you."

"Is that so?" Qin Chu touched his nose helplessly: "I'm really sorry."

The girl shook her head slightly.

Her long black hair swayed behind her. Her eyes were long and smooth, and she stared at Qin Chu with a pair of black eyes that looked like black gemstones: "Sir, you don't need to apologize."

Her voice also sounded very...how to say it, empty, cold and gloomy...but also very nice.

The slender fingers of the Death Lady lifted the hem of her lace skirt, and saluted Qin Chu from a distance: "We are the ones who really need to apologize."

"Please allow me to apologize to you on behalf of the world as the acting god of death."

"I'm sorry, Mr. Hero!"

"This world full of filth and filth is not worthy of your gentleness."

Qin Chu's pupils shrank slightly, and his eyes narrowed into a slit.

He noticed that the Death Lady called herself, the acting god of death?

He always felt that he seemed to know some extraordinary information this time.

Seeing that the Death Lady was still a distance away from him even when apologizing, Qin Chu frowned slightly and took a step forward, preparing to get closer to talk.

But just as Qin Chu was moving forward, the body of the Lady of Death flew silently towards the back.

This reaction made Qin Chu a little confused.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Brave, I know this is impolite, but all life that comes close to me will die." The Lady of Death explained with a little sadness.

This reminded Qin Chu of a sentence.

Death is like the wind, always with me!

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Chapter 217 Do you want to feel my heartbeat? (2)

Approaching the girl will kill you.

This reminded Qin Chu of a sentence, Death is like the wind, always with me.

Then he remembered the bad memory of being killed by a bastard more than a dozen times.

This made Qin Chu very unhappy. He shook his head vigorously, trying to get rid of these unpleasant memories in his mind.

But the way Qin Chu shook his head was seen by the Death Girl as disbelief, which made the girl's fair face appear distressed.

A finger poked the delicate cheek.

The Death Girl thought for a while, and then looked at Qin Chu again: "If you don't believe it, you can try it..."

She was not going to kill Qin Chu, she knew how important Qin Chu, as a brave man, was to the world.

But if he just got a little closer and immediately backed away after the brave man felt a little uncomfortable, it would not be fatal instantly.

The round and slender black silk legs of the Death Girl did not move at all, and her body floated towards Qin Chu by itself... Hey, hey, hey, don't come over, I don't mean to disbelieve you, you don't need to prove it to me...

Qin Chu's face was very strange.

Although he didn't believe that such a beautiful girl could have such a weird ability, she would die if she got close to it. Is there any justice in this world?

But Qin Chu definitely didn't have the urge to try it himself. After all, it's better to be safe than sorry. If he really died, who would he talk to?

But before Qin Chu could refuse, the graceful body of the Daughter of Death had already flown forward a distance of one meter.

It was this one-meter distance that immediately caused an amazing change.

Buzz...

In an instant, Qin Chu felt his body suddenly sink.

An indescribable sense of oppression instantly enveloped his whole body. He seemed to be able to glimpse countless thick and deep black fogs rolling violently, frantic and gloomy. Just a glance could feel the strong emotions of pain, unwillingness and despair.

The black fog seemed to be mixed with countless memory fragments that were enough to make people's will collapse... and these memories were all scenes before death.

There were countless weird and cold screams in his ears, as if there were countless twisted figures squirming desperately.

I don't want to die, I want to live.

This is the strongest will that emerged from the rolling black fog.

It is the deepest resentment left by millions, tens of millions or even more creatures before they are on the verge of death, and it is the most twisted part of their souls.

The wailing of countless creatures almost turned into sharp, pale claws, making Qin Chu feel that his soul was about to be torn into pieces while screaming.

His eyes felt a piercing pain, and his muscles twitched and tightened.

However, Qin Chu was strong and his will was even stronger, so he could barely bear it.

But this kind of pain was definitely not pleasant, and this was only the effect of the Death Girl approaching him by one meter. If he continued to approach, the breath from the Death Girl, who had accumulated countless resentments from the Sky Continent, might really kill Qin Chu on the spot.

However, at this moment, a strange scene appeared.

In Qin Chu's body, the sapling with only two leaves, which had been silent all the time and was just stealing Qin Chu's experience, seemed to suddenly sense something.

The green leaves rippled.

The next moment, Qin Chu's body began to bloom with emerald green light, and the breath of life enveloped him.

The death energy that had originally spread in front of Qin Chu was instantly eliminated.

Even the wailing and screaming Qin Chu heard, and the rolling black fog in front of him, all disappeared completely.

Qin Chu's consciousness immediately returned to normal.

"Huh?"

This situation made the Daughter of Death feel a little confused.

She had never encountered such a look before.

She tried to get closer again, but Qin Chu still had no reaction, and even the green light gradually converged.

Unknowingly, the Daughter of Death had walked in front of her.

At a close distance, the fair and pretty face was more and more palpable and enchanting.

The Daughter of Death dressed in a gloomy and weird style, but in fact she was really beautiful. Apart from the gloom and weirdness, just looking at that face could even feel a kind of innocence that was ignorant of the world.

Her figure was slender and slender, and her chest was a little barren, but compared to Natia's best friend Miss Louisa, the Daughter of Death could still hold her chest up and be a person.

That was the difference between Wangzai Xiaomantou and Xiaolongbao.

Her waist was very slender, giving the impression that it could be grasped with one hand and would break with a little force.

At this moment, the Daughter of Death was showing the innocence in her nature, circling around Qin Chu with her slender body, seeming to be full of doubts about this individual.

She even had the urge to poke the man's face with her finger.

She didn't understand why the man would not be affected by the death energy in her body.

Suddenly, the black eyes of the Daughter of Death began to flash with brilliance, and she clapped her hands:

"Is the seed of life in your body?"

"It has already sprouted, maybe it will grow into a tree of life in the future."

"Life and death, no wonder you are not afraid of the death energy emanating from my body."

Qin Chu's lips trembled slightly. Is it really going to grow into a big tree?

So, can this sapling come out of my body? I'll find you the most exquisite flower pot to plant it in?

Unfortunately, the sapling had no intention of negotiating with Qin Chu.

She wanted to catch a sheep and pull it hard.

She was not stupid!

How much nutrients can it get from planting in a flower pot? Can it get as much experience as planting in this man's body?

Besides, the other people who were pulling wool didn't leave, so why should she leave?

No, no, no!

Inside Qin Chu's body, two young leaves were shaking, as if they were smug about Qin Chu's helplessness towards them.

The Daughter of Death was very happy, her black eyes narrowed into a slit, a crescent.

Perhaps, she hadn't been so close to a person for a long, long time... no, a life.