Fall In Love with the Boss Every Day

Just as Tao Yanxi was thinking about it, the person sitting at the top who looked like a judge spoke up.

"This dead man, which side do you want to follow?"

The bald man looked at Black and White Impermanence, and was glared back by Black and White Impermanence.

The bald man looked at the **** of death again, and saw that the **** of death waved his scythe casually, and the threat was very obvious.

"I..." The bald man's voice was full of tears, "I just want to give birth."

"Don't think about it, I'm already a hundred years later!" Bai Wuchang said.

The bald man flinched and glanced at Death.

Death sneered: "Me too."

Bald man: I cried with a bang.

The judge looked at the bald man helplessly, knocked on the table and said, "Black and white are impermanent, it's yours!"

Black and white impermanence: ! ! !

"This person can also belong to us, the next deceased must belong to him!" Bai Wuchang took the opportunity to say.

The **** of death secretly spit and knew that he was yin!

Death was about to refute, but the judge said, "Okay! The next dead person belongs to Death!"

grim Reaper:! ! !

So angry!

Tao Yanxi returned to the **** of death so inexplicably, but that's okay, just like Tao Yanxi's intention.

The attribution of the deceased ended like this, and the two parties returned to their respective domains with the souls assigned to them.

The **** of death took more than a dozen dead souls to the underworld, and today's underworld has also enabled modern technology.

A person's life can be known with just one click on the mobile phone, as well as various work arrangements, which are also contacted by mobile phone.

The **** of death threw the dozen or so dead souls except Tao Yanxi to the people under him, and asked them to take these dead souls to line up for reincarnation.

As for Tao Yanxi, the **** of death checked her life, and her life was mediocre and very mediocre.

Do neither bad nor good.

For this kind of person, the **** of death seems to be interested.

What is the state of mind that makes a person neither good nor bad?

The **** of death looked at Tao Yanxi, reached out and poked her cheek and said, "What's your name?"

"Tao Yanxi," she replied.

Of course Death knew her name, but he just wanted to ask.

Death snorted softly, "From today onwards, you will follow me."

Tao Yanxi nodded and followed his brother, happy!

"Let me tell you about our main task." The **** of death sat on the chair with Erlang's legs crossed, Tao Yanxi stood in front of him and nodded.

"Our goal is to push the dead to the east!" Having said this, the **** of death gritted his teeth, black and white are impermanent, and every day knows to throw the ghosts to the west!

Tao Yanxi blinked and nodded.

"Very good." Death nodded, he needed such a good assistant.

"Di Di Di!" The urgent phone rang, and Death frowned.

He picked up the phone and looked at it, frowning even deeper.

"Suicide by suicide! I know suicide every day! What's so good about dying?" The **** of death cursed in a low voice, picked up his sickle, grabbed Tao Yanxi's collar, and went to the human world.

Tao Yanxi only felt the darkness in front of her eyes, and she came to a rooftop in a blink of an eye.

Tao Yanxi: ? ? ?

Teleport!

At this time, there were many people on the rooftop, and on the edge of the rooftop, stood a man with a grim expression.

He yelled "Don't come! Don't come!"