The moment Mo Ran saw the Lord of Death, he didn't forget to pretend to be stunned, after all, when he was in the Netherworld Hotel, he knew this proprietress.

"Hostess!" Mo Ran let out a scream.

"Surprised?" The cold voice came, and a forcibly suppressed joy was about to be held back.

"Haha......" the Lord God of Death let out a heartily laughing, "Mo Ran, Great Perfection." I've been in the Netherworld Hotel for countless years. Look at those who enter the Nether Mountain one by one to find the Nether Fruit. It is indeed a very interesting thing to see them fighting hard one by one, to send them to death. But the happiest thing is actually your expression when the Great Perfection knows that I am the master now. Yes, that's the reaction, haha! ”

Mo Ran looked at the woman on the throne, leaning forward and leaning back, speechless for a while. This guy has lived for countless years, and he was born with the underworld, and he still has such an interest. This is no different from the little girls I saw in my previous life who succeeded in pranks!

Arthurs next to him didn't dare to say anything.

"Arthurs, you're on the sidelines."

The Lord of Death looked at Mo Ran with interest: "Mo Ran, how long have you achieved the Great Perfection?" ”

"It's only a few hundred years."

"Why haven't I heard of your name before?" Then he asked.

"I've been cultivating before."

"I heard that you have cultivated the rules of life and death?"

"That's right."

"Which line is that?"

Mo Ran looked at the Lord of Death asking questions with great interest, and a cold sweat broke out. How to answer this? I didn't say anything, the old bottom was already about to be cleaned. I fooled the Nether Lord God before, and now I fool the Lord of Death, then I can't do anything next.

Glancing at Arthurs in embarrassment, he stopped talking.

The Lord of Death looked at Mo Ran's expression and wondered. Didn't you say it's good, what kind of secret can you cultivate?

"Arthurs, you go down first." The Lord of Death looked at Mo Ran in embarrassment and spoke for Arthurs to avoid. When Mo Ran heard this, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

……

The main hall was empty, only the Lord of Death sitting on the throne and Mo Ran standing below.

"Lord God, I have come here to ask for something." Mo Ran said.

"Oh, what's the matter? Go ahead. The Lord of Death looked at Mo Ran and said.

"I want to borrow the heart of the Lord God of the Underworld for ten years, and for this purpose I am willing to offer the Lord God to drive for ten thousand years." Mo Ran lowered his head and said.

The atmosphere in the hall suddenly froze, and the smile that the Lord of Death had brought disappeared. With an expressionless face, he said: "The heart of the underworld? Do you know what the Heart of the Underworld is? It's just for me to drive for 10,000 years, and you want to borrow my heart of the underworld, are you kidding me? ”

Mo Ran resisted the coercion emanating from the Lord of Death, so that he would not sit on the ground. Made, how could Mo Ran not know what was going on with the Heart of the Underworld, and only then did he feel the trouble. If you don't have enough chips to sell your whole person to the Lord of Death, you have to ensure enough loyalty, maybe the Lord of Death will agree.

"Lord God laughed, how dare I tease Lord God. My request to borrow the Heart of the Underworld has done a great job for me, so I don't know how to ask for this condition. Mo Ran explained with difficulty.

"Haha, it has a lot of effect on you? What does that have to do with me. The Heart of the Underworld is my treasure of the Underworld. Countless ordinary people have died and entered the underworld to form undead spirits, which is part of the laws of heaven and earth, and the heart of the underworld is the illusion of the laws that govern this matter. Such an important treasure, you actually opened your mouth to borrow it like me? The Lord of Death sneered.

"Lord God, I can explain it to you. But for the sake of my own safety, can I ask the Lord God to swear to the Most High God that the Lord God will not use any means against me unless I offend Lord Death. ”

Mo Ran lowered his head, bent over and about to lie on the ground. As the words spoke, the coercion emanating from the Lord of Death above grew greater. When the moment the Lord of Death made his vow, the Lord of Death completely broke out.

"Mo Ran, you are looking for death! Even if you are in Great Perfection, you are still far from the Lord God. If you dare me to make a vow for you, do you think that the strength of the Great Perfection is enough to make you fearless? ”

The Lord of Death has a frosty face, and his tone is extremely cold, a great consummation, but the older ant is just polite to him to prevent himself from being useful to him in the future.

I didn't expect to be so ignorant of the heavens and the earth, not to mention the heart of the underworld, but to make my own vows. If I really have the strength of the Great Perfection, can't I kill it? Don't forget, the legend that has been passed down that when the Great Perfection faced the main god itself, he had no power to fight back.

"Get out of here. While I can hold back now, get out of here, or I'll take your life. ”

Mo Ran was in the main hall, oppressed by the power of the will exuded by the Lord of Death. It felt like struggling on a stormy sea on a small sampan, and although it was okay at the moment, the time of capsizing was just around the corner!

Mo Ran forcibly used his will power, forcibly made himself stand up straight, and stubbornly looked at the Lord of Death: "Lord God, what if I give a will power as a reward? ”

"Huh?"

"What do you say? Don't get out of here. An indifferent voice resounded through the hall. What Mo Ran said just now, how could the Lord of Death not be able to hear it clearly, but he was too surprised, and the words came out smoothly, and his mouth was bald.

Mo Ran was shocked by the Will Power of the Lord of Death, and his body shook, and after standing firmly, "I said, if I use a Will Power as revenge, will the Lord God be able to agree to the request made earlier." ”

This is Mo Ran's last hope, if this condition is not accepted by the Lord of Death, he can only rely on time to polish, and the Great Perfection does not know when it will be reached.

Oaths are important to the people of this world. No one makes a vow without incident, and once it is made, he will pay the price for not fulfilling what he said in the vow.

This is a lock that he has put on himself, and the Lord of Death, as one of the four strongest people in this world except for the supreme god, will he make an oath, Mo Ran is not sure.

After all, it's a woman, and if she plays petty, the plan will be completely disrupted. Anyway, she is already the strongest, even if this transaction fails, there is no loss, just no gain.

"Are you sure?"

A shocked voice rang out, and the Lord of Death came to his senses and jerked to his feet. The figure brought up a remnant and came to Mo Ran in the blink of an eye.

Mo Ran watched the Lord of Death come to him, his body fluctuated with the will power emanating from the Lord of Death, swayed a few times, and quickly stabilized his body and said solemnly: "Lord God, I'm sure." ”

The Lord of Death looked at Mo Ran with a serious face: "You have a supreme god mission!" ”

"No, but I can make an oath to the Most High God, and I'm telling the truth." In order to show the truth of what he said, Mo Ran proposed a guarantor.

We have to quickly dispel the misunderstanding of the Lord of Death, which is a matter of whether or not you can leave alive.

"Oh~ In that case, then you should make an oath. If you can be sure that what you say is true, then I can agree to the conditions you said this time. ”

The Lord of Death frowned, still thinking about how he could say with such certainty that he could give himself the power of the will without the mission of the Supreme God. As for the plane war, the possibility of success is too low, and it is all a matter between the main gods, and the Great Perfection should not be clear.