crows

The mourner, the so-called mourner, is the messenger of the god of death. Wherever he goes, someone will die. At first, he is responsible for classifying the dead and deciding that they will go to the Hall of Valor or Helm's Underworld. But the mourner will not hate the god of death, it is the god of death gave him life and strength, he gave himself the choice, to die or be reborn as a dead soul

Everything is your choice, the breath of death on your body will eventually take away the people around you

Crow sat by the bed and thought of things that he didn't want to think about a long time ago. Crow met the maid next to Gulweger by chance, and Crow would occasionally see her at the transition place of Vanaheim, coming and going Everyone is familiar with each other, and the relationship is also developing with the development of time. Hundreds of years have passed, and the girl contracted a stubborn disease, and became weaker day by day.

The crow asked Hela what was wrong with her

Hela's controller died, and she also knew the cause of death

She told the crow that because of him, the crow was born from Hela's blood and carried a breath of death. Although it was not as strong as Hela, it would still affect the lives around him over time.

The crow had been decadent for a long time after he knew about it, but with the help of Hela, he accepted this fact, and Hela can be said to love the crow very much, because at the beginning, because of the distribution of the undead, the crow didn't even I found a way to leave from the crystal bridge. Later, with the help of the Valkyrie, the crow was much more relaxed, and then I had time to run around and hook up with the little girl.

After knowing this, the crow has been to many places, and will bring back a lot of things for Hela. Because of her own reasons, the crow cannot leave Heim's underworld for a long time. The crow was born from her blood, and in a sense, it is also Hela's. desire

free bird, inescapable death

Crow rubbed his forehead, he needs to spend some time to adjust his mentality, otherwise it will really...

When he got up and was about to leave, Crow noticed that Master Wu's hand was grabbing the corner of his clothes at some point, and it was pulled very tightly. For a moment, Crow felt that Master Wu should wake up

But it's impossible to wake up someone who's pretending to be asleep

Crow looked at Wu Ye's closed eyes, he liked Wu Ye's eyes very much, purple, like crystal

how nice

the one who loves me

someone who can give me a sense of security

The crow leaned over and kissed Fifth Master's forehead, and rubbed his lips gently against Fifth Master's ear

"I will be right back"

Like an intimate murmur between lovers, like persuading Fifth Master, or like self-deceiving words

It didn't take much effort to break off Wu Ye's hand, walked to the window, and when he was about to leave, Ya You folded it back

Kissed five on the cheek

just the touch of lips

He used to like being fucked by little girls like this, he would feel itchy, then he would be very happy, and he would feel very comfortable in his heart

After leaving Fifth Master's place, Crow still has some things to do, such as taking back his coffin

Then find a quieter place and think about what to do next.

The light blue curtains are swaying slightly, and a silver-white butterfly flutters its wings and lands on a silver anklet. The silver anklet is carved with flowers and butterflies, and is dotted with a circle of silver bells, which looks really cute

A child in purple clothes is sitting on the window sill. It is said that it is actually more like a few pieces of purple cloth simply stitched together, covering the pale skin if there is nothing. Through the fabric, you can vaguely see the girl's graceful body and pale skin

White doesn't look like a real person

"This is a little troublesome." The girl's voice was unwavering, like a cold machine

"...I know" Sui Hai was sitting on the hospital bed, with a heavy bandage on her forehead, a fixed plaster on her left hand, and plaster on her pretty face, but her expression was terribly cold, her eyes The provocative eyes are not fluctuating at this time, like a pool of stagnant water

"Master Suihai, why doesn't he use words?" The girl used honorifics, but her unwavering voice seemed a little weird

"...I used it, but I can't control people who are stronger than me." Sui Hai's expression still didn't change much

"What you care about, let me ask a little bit." The girl turned her head, and Sui Hai also slowly raised her head to look at the girl.

"Su Chengyun is the slave of the crow"

"..." Sui Hai snorted disdainfully, as if he had already guessed this