Zizhen spoke behind him. At the foot of the back hillside, an Lin, Xiang Weixiao and Leng Xiaoyan all saw Si Tong's eyes looking down.

Her eyes are clear and hazy, dim and dazzling. Those eyes are just looking at you——

On that fake girl!

"God! I seem to know who will become the death god of Antarctica!" Anlin returned to her former state. She covered her mouth and looked at the fake girl with the watching eyes of outsiders.

"Does Si Tong know the girl who pretended to be her?" before Zi's words fell, Xiang Weixiao was also stunned and looked at the fake girl.

The fake girls who were pushed to the peak by people's eyes did not understand the situation.

"Ah hum?" the fake girl scratched her head, put her hand into the back of her hair, gently took a black hairpin from the back of her hair, and pulled off the long black wig with her other hand.

"What am I doing?" the fake girl shrugged bored.

See again, Si Tong's eyes have taken back and looked at

Under the endless shock, Leng Zhize pulled Leng Xiaoyan's sleeve. He couldn't help but show his surprise: "Xiaoyan, she -"

Maybe it's you!

"Anlin."

Before Leng Xiaoyan showed his joy, the last two words of purple had fallen.

Death in Antarctica, Anlin!

"Isn't it Prince Leng Xiaoyan, the most potential aristocrat in the demon world?"

"Who is Anlin? Why haven't you heard of the aristocrat by this name?"

"Is it an ordinary demon clan?"

"Lord Shu chose ordinary demon clan!"

In a short time, the crowd spread the sound of hot discussion.

"What!?" Leng Xiaoyan should have been one of the selected personnel. He stared at the result.

I can't believe it!

"What! How could it!" a more exaggerated scream came from Shi Meiyi.

Shi Meiyi's eyes widened and even her nostrils became extremely ugly. She couldn't believe it. She couldn't believe all this in front of her.

As for Anlin, who was directly named, she looked at everything with an outsider's mentality from the beginning.

Anlin has self-knowledge. Unlike Shi Meiyi, she is just a human, but she wants to be the God of death in Antarctica.

Anlin knows her identity. She is a cheap demon family.

How many powerful nobles and princes are competing for the position of death in Antarctica. She is just a person in the demon world. She is a demon family that has never had a slim chance.

Now

Si Tong asked her to be the God of death in Antarctica!

"Me? Si Tong...! I, I can't, I can't -" Anlin stepped back and stared at Si Tong. She vigorously shook her hands and shook her head.

"How can I be a girl? I'm just the lowest existence in the demon world. How can I be a girl?"

Anlin is usually free and easy. In fact, she is a little girl with low self-esteem. She never thinks she can have an excellent future. She just hopes to be an ordinary person.

"If Lord Shu wants you to do it, you can do it. What about girls? Lord Shu, me and man are not men, can't you?" Zishu stood beside Si Tong, belonging to the unique aura of the right Dharma protector, which makes people unable to look directly at him.

"Besides, I used to be a human being." Zihe raised her head to an Lin, who had been retreating and wanted to shrink back.

His eyes are right on Si Tong.

Who would have thought that the God of hell, who is in charge of the life and death of all creatures, is a young girl.

Her left and right Dharma protectors are second only to her, but her strength has deterred many strong people. They are also girls.

Since they can all, she——

Listen skillfully, Si Tong looked at her and said nothing else. He only said this to her: "can't you do it?"