Takechi Kimizu only cares about the safety of Yuko Kimizu and doesn't pay attention to what she said?
He looked at Yuko Shimizu carefully, "Don't be afraid, my brother will definitely save you."
His current appearance forced her to suspect that all the affection of Kiyomizu Takechi was just for that sister. She couldn't help but think of the day when he kissed him, full of love. It was not like treating a sister's love, but more like a lover.
Nangong Youyou's whole body trembled, and there was a bold guess that he might have never liked Nangong Youyou. The person he liked was always Yuko Shimizu.
"Miss, as long as you let my sister go, I will agree to you no matter what the conditions are."
The fifth thought flashed with a flash of inspiration and decided to use the trick. He grabbed Nangong Youyou's neck, which seemed to have used some strength, but in fact only Nangong Youyou knew that she didn't use much strength at all.
"As long as I walk out of here safely, I will naturally let her go, but you can save her for a while, but I can't save her for a lifetime." After that, my eyes deliberately or unintentionally glanced at the person lying on the ground. It was the servant who was sent by the woman to her when he was very young, saying that she was protecting him, but in fact she was monitoring herself.
Takechi Kiyomizu frowned, "What do you mean?"
"Whoever is instructed to you, you should understand who can't tolerate her."
Takehichi Shimizu's face changed, and a hint of panic flashed in his eyes, "No." Realizing that his emotions were affected by others, he immediately returned to normal. "I don't care who you are, what I know, I advise you to let Youko go now."
"Azhi, is the person you want to save Youyou or Youzi?" Nangong Youyou's performance made Di Wunian want to bite a bit of steel teeth. He was so young and innocent. He admitted so quickly that he was not Youzi.
Shimizu Wuzhi's face at this moment was like a palette, changing repeatedly, "You..." No one would call him Azhi, except Nangong Youyou.
"Azhi, Azhi, there is only one person who calls you that, right?" Yuko Kiyomizu pulled out a miserable smile, and the next second it became a little hysterical roar, "Why kill me? Takechi Kiyomizu, tell me, have you liked me?"
He came back from his initial shock, "Youyou?"
"Yes, I am Nangong Youyou, not Kiyomizu Youko, I remember everything."
Seeing that she really admitted, Takechi Shimizu panicked, "Did you remember it?" No, how could she remember it? Seeing that Yuko Shimizu's expression changed from disappointment to despair, she quickly became nervous and changed her name, "Youyou, listen to me to explain to you, I did something wrong, but all this is for us in the future."
"So kill me and let me live in your sister's name?" She couldn't believe that the person she liked would be so terrible. "Will we always be a pair of loving brothers and sisters in the future?"
Shimizu Takechi looked at his watch from time to time, and despite this, he kept persuading, "There are too many things involved in this, and I can't explain them clearly to you for a while. I will talk to you slowly in the future. But you must believe my love for you." After that, he glanced at the corner of his eyes again.
You can probably guess the fifth thought, and he must have something else to do.
At this time, the patience of the little Hell King who was in the underworld was on the verge of collapse.
He rubbed his temples secretly, and Danatos continued to act cute and pretend to be stupid, "By the way, I heard that the popular term you are here. If you want to treat anyone well, you have to kiss, hug, and hold it high?"
Wu Jue suddenly felt a little bad premonition in his heart, and subconsciously took two steps back, with a rare panic on his face, "Let's watch less messy short videos."
"Come on, let's start with kissing." A trace of cunning flashed across Danatos's face. For the first time, he saw the little king of Hell, known as the Eastern God of Death, had such a cute expression on his face.
He deliberately pouted his mouth, "Xiao Juejue, if you don't come, I will kiss you." I don't know when it started, but I especially like to see the expression of the fifth Jue changing his face because of myself.
The expression on Wu Jue's face was even worse than constipation, and he pushed his body away with force, "Danatos, if you really want to cooperate with me, I'll put away your frivolous appearance now, like a hooligan."
A smile flashed across Danatos's face, "Of course." He coughed twice and began to tidy up his slightly messy collar. "Dear Eastern God of Death, I sincerely invite you to work with us. Of course, I came with sincerity."
After the words came to an end, a book similar to the Bible was added to the desk of the Fifth Master.
Turning over the thick pages outside, three cards flew out.
"This is a soul-catching card that can directly represent me. People with such cards can go to and from the West at will to hook the soul you want to hook. I will never ask the reason and let you deal with it."
Such authority is equivalent to death, so Danatos' sincerity is definitely considered a great gift.
The fifth one always feels that Danatos is not so kind.
Seeing that he didn't speak, Danatos immediately approached the fifth saint, "Or we can continue to kiss, hug, and hold it high."
The fifth master slightly opened his body and said, "Get away."
On the other side, Hei Wuchang came forward to report, "Little King of Hell, it's time to collect the soul."
Chapter completed!