Luo Xiaoyan had the intention of arguing with the god of death, and refuted it several times, making the god of death so angry that she wanted to grab her directly and go to the underworld. Based on Luo Xiaoyan's understanding of Death, Luo Xiaoyan believed that in Death's mind, she had been thrown into the Lethe River. Afraid that the god of death Youzhen would take him to the underworld and throw it in, Luo Xiaoyan chose to soften very wisely.

"I really didn't expect it, you're quite heavy-tasted, is this the rhythm of human ghosts?" Mo Bei, who was ignored by the two for a long time, found a place with the best perspective by himself, and watched the two bickering with interest.

After softening, Luo Xiaoyan stopped arguing with the god of death, and immediately looked at Mo Bei when she heard the voice. At this time, Mo Bei's eyes made Luo Xiaoyan look at her again: "I found that not only is the poisonous tongue and loves to complain, but also gossips, looking like a sufferer, and his personality is also like a suffer!" ”

Probably stayed with Mo Bei for a long time, and Luo Xiaoyan became a little poisonous when she spoke. As soon as these words came out, not only Mo Bei looked at her in surprise, but Luo Xiaoyan even felt the scorching gaze of the god of death beside her. Such a sentence, although it was just about Mo Bei, Luo Xiaoyan had an intuition, and this sentence provoked Mo Bei and Death at the same time.

"Well, you don't know each other, do you?" Realizing this, Luo Xiaoyan couldn't help but swallow her saliva and hurriedly tried to change the topic, "Mo Bei, this person in a black robe is You, the sixth hall master of the Ten Halls of the Underworld, but he lied to me before that he was the God of Death, and later I still knew his true identity. Haha......"

After Luo Xiaoyan finished introducing the Grim Reaper, neither of them responded, which made Luo Xiaoyan very embarrassed, which also made her last laugh extremely embarrassing.

However, the pit he dug himself had to be filled in while crying, so Luo Xiaoyan could only stubbornly continue to introduce: "You, he is Mo Bei, and he is the task that appeared in the Grim Reaper's notebook this time." However, he was killed before I could write the verdict......"

As she spoke, Luo Xiaoyan's voice became quieter and quieter, and she gradually stopped. After being silent for a while, Luo Xiaoyan took the Grim Reaper notebook and handed it to the Grim Reaper beside her.

Before, Luo Xiaoyan was finally able to ask the question that had been bothering her heart: "You, I forgot to ask you last time, is this Grim Reaper notebook broken or refined?" This was done twice, and I didn't write any verdict before the people died, and then the verdict above was not me, but the one who killed them. Just yesterday, an even stranger thing happened, I only wrote the names and charges of the person, and the other verdicts were not written, but then the person died, and then the verdict appeared on its own, don't you say strange? ”

Because of this problem, the previous embarrassment disappeared completely, but the atmosphere became strict. It seems that since Luo Xiaoyan knew Death, Death's Shadow has always been an unreliable appearance, as if he was indifferent to everything. But at this time, although she couldn't see the face of the god of death hidden under the black robe, Luo Xiaoyan could feel the aura of the god of death at this time.

Yan Sù, who is rare to see in the god of death, even if Luo Xiaoyan annoyed him before, the god of death will only jump to his feet in anger. Such feelings appeared on the body of the god of death, and while Luo Xiaoyan was not adapting, she became more and more aware of the severity of the matter.

"I've always kept the Grim Reaper's notebook, I swear, I didn't break it!" However, Luo Xiaoyan misinterpreted the love of the Grim Reaper, and thought that the Grim Reaper was like this because the Grim Reaper's notebook was broken.

Luo Xiaoyan felt the gaze of the grim reaper sweep around her body, and she only felt that her scalp was numb. However, the Grim Reaper sighed, and his tone was so strict that it didn't look like the voice of the Grim Reaper: "The Grim Reaper's notebook is not bad, as for the automatic judgment, you don't have to worry about it, just complete the task!" ”

When the words of the Grim Reaper fell, Luo Xiaoyan immediately nodded, as well-behaved as she wanted. After all, this kind of aura of death has never appeared, which really frightened Luo Xiaoyan a little.

"As for the extradition, I don't need you anymore." Death God Yu continued, but his gaze gradually moved away from Luo Xiaoyan, and finally landed on Mo Bei's body, "It's just you, now I, as the hall master, appoint you as the extradition envoy of the Lechuan River, and I will be responsible for helping Luo Xiaoyan extradite souls in the future!" Although the aura of the Grim Reaper was still there, the voice had changed back to its usual appearance.

In just a while, the aura of the Death Reaper disappeared completely, and it changed back to the original Death Reaper. Feeling that the grim reaper had changed back, Luo Xiaoyan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"I've heard that people have schizophrenia, but I didn't expect ghosts to have this problem." And after experiencing this series of inexplicable things, Mo Bei couldn't help but complain again when he looked at the god of death, and even started a burst of curiosity because of this, "If the psychiatrist dies and becomes a ghost, can he show the ghost mental illness?" Was the medicine given by the pharmacist who had turned into a ghost? ”

Luo Xiaoyan, who had just relaxed, was speechless for a while, but in her heart, she felt more and more that Mo Bei's character really had the potential of those ** in the article.

"You little hairy child, do you also want to swim in the Lechuan River?" Looking at Mo Bei, the god of death was also dissatisfied, but he didn't feel as arrogant as Luo Xiaoyan, but really felt like a threat.

After speaking, the god of death paused, and the more he looked at Mo Bei, the more dissatisfied his expression became: "If you weren't too lazy to go out and find a ghost, could you become a messenger so easily?" You know, even if it's just a messenger, the underworld has to be strictly selected. ”

On the side, Luo Xiaoyan couldn't help but pout, although there was no dissatisfaction in her heart, but Luo Xiaoyan couldn't help but want to join the team of douzui: "You said a word, he became a messenger without doing anything, I have completed so many tasks, but I am still a surrogate death, this is not fair!" ”

The Grim Reaper turned his head and looked at Luo Xiaoyan in an extremely serious tone: "No, you're wrong, you can't even count as a proxy for Death now!" ”

On the side of "Hahaha......", Mo Bei almost laughed, and did not forget to give a praise to the god of death while laughing.

Although he couldn't see Death's face, he could tell from his shrugged shoulders that he was smiling, but he wasn't as excited as Mo Bei. Originally, she wanted to fight with Mo Bei and her gang to fight with the god of death, but she didn't expect to be bullied by the two of them, Luo Xiaoyan could only bite her lip aggrievedly, and wanted to fight back but was afraid that Mo Bei, who had a poisonous tongue, would be bullied even worse.

However, the poisonous tongue that the Grim Reaper followed Mo Bei to learn and sell now won Mo Bei's favor. The previous appointment of the Grim Reaper was acquiesced by the two of them in such laughter.