"Why?" The little boy immediately became nervous.
"Actually, I'm not a human."
"Huh?"
"Don't believe me? Look!"
Lin Xue directly summoned the Divine Skin of the Grim Reaper onto her body, revealing a skeleton frame, complemented by a coat engulfed in Hellish Black Flames. In her eyes, it was the most terrifying image, enough to scare the little boy: "See, this is my true form! I'm the Black Impermanence from Hell... you must have heard of me!"
The little boy was instantly dumbfounded, and instinctively took a step back.
Lin Xue breathed a sigh of relief. Indeed, kids are afraid of ghosts. She thought scaring him a bit would suffice, but who knew she would suddenly read the boy's thoughts.
Only three words: So cool!
"..."
Lin Xue's expression turned strange, and she hurriedly added: "What I mean is... I am a messenger from Hell. If you marry me, you'll be dragged to Hell with me, forever doomed. Even so, do you still insist?"
