A stone gate made of the material of the Hades rises from the darkness, and it is inscribed on it with the ghosts and ghosts, Yan Devil, ghosts and gods, and countless sinners wailing, deducing the horror of the eighteen layers of hell.

Seeing the glyph of Eighteen Hells, Liang Yi frowned and frowned. This pattern was completely different from the one he had when he summoned the gate of the underworld thousands of years ago.

He clearly remembered that Ying Ji built the **** reincarnation system at that time, and he personally tested it. The gate of the underworld that was summoned was engraved with eight layers, which was not as complicated as it is now.

‘Is the original **** abandoned? ’

After thinking about it, Liang Yiluo can only come to this conclusion.

At that time, the total number of wise creatures was scarce, and the eight levels of **** were enough, but now that there are many human monsters, I am afraid that **** is overcrowded. In addition, the morality is complicated now, and the judgment of going to **** is more detailed. The old **** is Abandoning is also a matter of course.

Putting down his mind and looking intently, there were ripples in the center of the gate of the underworld, and the rich atmosphere of the other side spread, making this ruined courtyard almost reduced to the underworld, blood-colored flower shadows one after another, Huo Qing'e's face became more flustered.

Perhaps seeing the owner's fear, Miyako Fragrant approached Huo Qing'e. Although his head was not very useful, he still rubbed her gently, comforting her in her own way.

"I—protect—Qing E."

For some reason, Huo Qing'e was inexplicably relieved after hearing the intermittent, uncomfortable voice.

Just under her gaze, a hand stretched out in the center of the gate of the underworld.

"Ahhhhh! What is this place? There is not even a door. If it is too late to go back, Master Yingji will be nagging again." Majesty came out from the door with a lazy female voice, one on his shoulder. The sickle girl stepped from the underworld, "Why are there immortals in this country? I hope that there will not be more and more immortals, or there will be no chance of being lazy in the future."

The Grim Reaper who was complaining finally stood completely on the land of the sun.

She wore thick-soled clogs, and the style of her clothes was somewhat similar to the Edo style in this country hundreds of years later. The most striking thing is her big breasts, which swayed as she walked, forming a magnificent scenery of swaying breasts. .

The **** of death held the sickle on his shoulder in his hand, and looked around, stepping forward with great dignity.

It’s just inconsistent with her majesty, but she speaks frivolously, "Ha, it’s you again the evil fairy! Last time I was run away by you and I was scolded by Master Ying Ji, this time I must take you Catch it, then throw it to **** to be judged!"

Huo Qing'e smiled bitterly, and she never expected that it would be this **** of death who came after her.

During her hundreds of years in Yamato, she has been chased by the underworld many times. The most dangerous one was when the ghost and goddess shot herself, and she was chased by other gods of death for many times. Among them, the most troublesome was the Onozuka in front of her. Komachi.

Her power is very strange, it seems to be able to control the distance and escape from her hand, every time it is extremely thrilling. There are many gods of death, and some are not strong, but Huo Qing'e didn't dare to kill the gods of death. It was an enemy of the whole hell, but it was not a wise choice.

However, this **** of death is very talkative, and sometimes the nature comes and he can chat with Huo Qing'e for a long time, and then suddenly realizes that the time for hunting has passed, he can only leave angrily...

Chapter 0063 Are Death and Life Called Dead?

Underworld is more disciplined than Zhiyangjian. People there act according to the rules. It is the rule to hunt down these immortals, and the time limit for hunting down is also a rule. If the time limit is up, the immortals can be caught even in the next second. The ghosts and gods will immediately turn around and return to the other side without looking.

Huo Qing'e lowered her head to think, thinking about how to chat with this **** of death, and it was close, it would be best to let her chat happily and go back directly.

At this time, Onozuka Komachi realized that there was someone else here. She looked at Liang Yiluo, then looked at the disappearing gate of the underworld, and said comfortingly: "You called this gate of the underworld, right? It’s better to use this technique sparingly. It is dangerous to open the gap between Yin and Yang. If one is not good, it may be eroded by the atmosphere of the Hades, and you will lose your life."

This **** of death has a good heart, he is obviously a **** of death, and he will remind others not to lose their life.

Faced with the coexistence of majesty and laziness, and some hearty and generous **** of death, Liang Yiluo had a good impression of her.

She didn't have the solemnity and coldness of other gods of death that everything was done in business, on the contrary, she had her own character, and she was maverick.

"what?"

At this time, Onozuka Komachi seemed to have discovered something. She swept around in surprise, and then put the sickle on her shoulder again, took out a small book from her body, and flipped it quickly with her hands.

When Liang Yi settled his eyes, he was embarrassed, and the cover of that little book actually had the four characters'Death Note' written on it.

"It's weird, you should be a human, but why is there no record of your lifespan?"

Komachi turned left and right, but he didn't find any records related to Liangyiluo.

One of the work of the **** of death is to record the lifespan of humans. Although occasionally the lifespan of humans does not match the recorded value, it is a normal phenomenon and the **** of death never cares about it, but this kind of situation where human life is not recorded at all. That's a weird thing.

It is neither a big monster, nor a fairy or other strange species, but the life span is not recorded, which makes Komachi interested.

"This Miss Grim Reaper..."

Liang Yiluo was hairy when Komachi saw, and greeted with a smile.

"My name is Onozuka Komachi, you can call me Komachi!"

Grim Reaper smiled heartily, and Luo Luo said generously, that huge **** swayed along with her body swaying, making Liang Yi Luo look straight.

With such a big breast, a breast X must be so cool!

"This living person, wait a moment, and when I catch this evil fairy, if time is still lazy, we can have a good chat!"

Liang Yi opened her mouth and wanted to speak, Komachi quickly said, "Don't refuse, it is very important to have a good relationship with the **** of death. After you die, I will pick you up personally and let you use the fastest speed. Adapt to hell."

"Well, it's really strange that your sin and virtue are so balanced. This is the first time I have seen you. Oh, even if you go to hell, it's not easy to be judged."

If there is no one next to Onozuka Komachi, chattering, maybe it's because of the ghosts who can't speak, and they have developed a habit of not listening to people.

"Well, can you listen to me first?"

Liang Yiluo rubbed his temples, and quickly interrupted Komachi's chatter.

I don't know if she is always criticized by Ying Ji, and she has become more talkative.

"Haha! Let's talk, let's talk, I'll listen carefully!"

"Let's not say that I won't be judged by **** in this life. Can the evil fairy over there let her go?"

Huo Qing'e saw Liang Yiluo pointing at herself, and her body shrank first, thinking that he was going to let Hell deal with him, but what he said next left Huo Qing'e in a daze. He didn't expect that this person would even plead for herself.

"This... I'm really sorry, I can't agree." Komachi frowned, "This is my job, it's impossible to let her go."

"Oh, I obviously gave you a chance to be lazy, but I didn't expect you to refuse it. Then there is no way. Although I am dissatisfied with that empress's private house, but in my place, I let her be taken away , That would be too shameful to me."

With a sigh, Liang Yiluo took a few steps forward and approached Komachi.

"what are you going to do?"

Onozuka Komachi felt that something was not good. Before she could react, Ryogiro slapped the charm that had been pasted on Miyako Aroma's head on her head.

"This is for controlling zombies, not to the **** of death... hey? Hey hey hey hey?

Onozuka Komachi was about to make a joke, and suddenly realized that his body was out of control...

"You, what did you do?"

Although she couldn't control her body, Komachi's mind and mouth were unfettered, and she hurriedly cried out inconceivably.

"Of course I controlled you, Miss Komachi."

"How is it possible! Komachi-sama, I am not a zombie!"