The two planes landed almost at the same time.

Death and Ou Ruoqinghan walked out of the cabin, and the two met in the rising sun in the morning.

Without any unexpected expressions, they glanced at each other and stopped paying extra attention.

There is no joy in meeting each other, and there is no such thing as a smile to eliminate grudges.

The peace of your beloved is a great gift for these old guys who have been cursed by fate.

If you have to break it apart, the most pitiful person is the one who forgets everything.

Perlangodo stood in the sun and watched Xiaoxue's short group run over happily; "Grandpa, bad grandpa..."

The little guy ran to the nearest place and looked around, but he was in trouble and didn't know which one to pounce first.

Although they did not deliberately target each other or anything, the aura emitted by the two gods inadvertently still exuded a natural dissonance.

Finally, the little baby just held two hands together, holding two strong hands, and walked forward with two distinctive people, one black and one white: "Grandpa, bad grandpa, mommy's stomach hurts and bleeding, and the sister cries in mommy's stomach..."

Perlangodo, who was "neglected" by Tuanzi, put his hands in his pockets and followed him swayingly, looking unhappy.

When Ziying heard Xiaoxue's voice, she opened the curtains and saw the child downstairs leading two people forward slowly, followed by a person behind her.

Xiaoxue turned around, and the sun was shining on her face, and she coaxed softly: "Grandpa is not angry, Xiaoxue will take her out later and buy delicious food for her..."

Perlangodo hugged his arms, turned his head, and was clearly angry, but when he saw Xiaoxue's big eyes with tears in her eyes, he let out a low "um".

The little girl immediately smiled so hard that she couldn't see her teeth.

This scene is inexplicably perfect.

Once upon a time, who would have thought that these three people would have such a peaceful time?

Ziying really believed at this time that everything was over.

Those who leave may come back; those who die will always live in the hearts of those who love him; those who live will protect the happiness of their lovers; those who are loved will look up at the stars and live in a smile with the wishes of the deceased.

Everyone is filled with regrets and is quietly watching the glitz of the world.

Ziying looked at the god of death for a while. The man who had always been cold and evil had never been much relaxed at this moment. She put down the curtain and suddenly felt sad.

There is a faint beauty in my heart.

Lord Death got what he wanted.

very nice.

She leaned against the window, and her crimson eyes were shining with a crystal luster. Lord Death wouldn't need her protection in the future, right?

As soon as the depression rose, the child lying on the bed suddenly fluttered his limbs and looked at his mother, his cute little face smiled.

The haze in Ziying's heart dissipated in an instant. She walked over, picked up her son, and smiled: "Be good, I'll take you there and pick you up..."

...

Qin Yuling stood in the garden. When he saw three big and one small figures walking at the end of the road, he smiled happily on his beautiful face: "A Che, A Jue."

At that moment, the Pope and the God of Death stopped at almost the same time, looking at her smiling like a flower, as beautiful as a painting, and only felt that the sky was bright and the years were quiet.

The dead man took her heart away, and they kept her for the rest of their lives.

Who loves it better than who?

Who is right and who is wrong?

Nothing matters anymore.
Chapter completed!