The host wants to be human today

Chapter 898 Telling My Identity I Scared You To Death 11
For some reason, the boy's mood improved a lot for no reason.

He narrowed his eyes funny and asked back.

"Didn't you say that you are not a ghost?"

Why do you now know that you are from the ghost world?

what……

Li Tang blinked her eyes, confused by his question.

After a long while, mysteriously floated over and asked in a subdued voice.

"Aren't you curious about who I am?"

Song Lizhao subconsciously turned his head to the side, opened the distance between the two of them, and then saw the little girl's face written "Quickly ask me, quickly ask me".

He put away the lighter calmly, played with it only on his fingertips, and then cooperated with the inquiry.

"What is it?"

The little girl's eyes lit up, she opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but then she realized something and asked the system first.

"Yiyi, can this be said?"

I didn't expect my host to be so rigorous, and the system sighed inwardly.

"Yes Tangtang, he is the son of luck, this level will not have any impact."

After all, he is the darling of heaven, what's wrong with being special?
Only then did Litang nodded in satisfaction, and stretched out her little hand.

In the next second, a huge black scythe appeared in her hand.

The whole body is pitch black, with a faint glow all over the body, and a series of unknown patterns are engraved on the handle, which looks simple and mysterious, but no one will appreciate it carefully.

Looking at the props that appeared inexplicably, Song Lizhao's eyelids twitched, and he had a bad feeling.

Immediately afterwards, the little girl's soft voice rang in my ears, and I could faintly hear a little bit of excitement.

"I am Death!"

He only felt a twitch in his temple, and then asked with some difficulty.

"what are you?"

Li Tang blinked her eyes, feeling a little smug.

"grim Reaper."

Look, you are frightened by her identity!
She said, this identity is super cool!

The boy closed his eyes, his mind a little confused.

Very well, it wasn't his hallucinations.

This little girl is Death.

The kind that only the dying can see.

So why can he see it?
Could it be that he will not live long?

Thinking of this possibility, Song Lizhao's mouth twitched, not knowing what to say.

So why was he feeling sorry for this little girl just now?
After all, the other party is a god of death who has lived for tens of thousands of years, and he is still organized in the underworld. He has only lived for 18 years, and he can only become a lonely ghost.

Seeing that his expression was not right, Li Tang put away her weapon and floated in front of him, a little curious.

"what happened to you?"

The boy was silent for a moment, and couldn't help but raised his hand to cover her face.

"It's nothing, I want to be quiet."

Li Tang:?
She blinked blankly, but she didn't bother him, she just tentatively stretched out her hand to touch his fingers.

But he saw himself go straight through him.

The little girl snorted, a little unwilling to give up.

The boy didn't say anything about it, and was still immersed in the news that he would not live long.

...

So when a group of people rushed in after taking their things and wanted to report the situation to him, they saw that something was wrong with the young man.

Those dark eyes were lowered slightly, his face was expressionless, he looked quiet, he didn't know what he was thinking.

Yu Wenfei called out tentatively.

"Brother? Brother Zhao?"

Others followed suit.

"What's the matter, Brother Zhao? Is something wrong?"

Several people looked over nervously, wishing they could rush up and shake him twice.

After all, young people can be said to be their pillars. If ordinary people encounter heavy rain and can only live in ghost houses, they would have gone crazy.

The reason why they are still calm is also because the young man is here, just looking at them makes people feel very reliable.

(End of this chapter)