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Although Fang Mingwei was sure that this Death Reaper Caocao, who was known as the number one person in the killer world, was not an idiot, but when he heard this, he really had the feeling of seeing an idiot. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Take me on a trip to the Monster Empire......

What kind of words is this, although I don't know if this monster will form an empire, and I don't know where this empire is, but Fang Mingwei can still understand this meaning.

That is, to accompany him to the monster's lair.

Fang Mingwei's gaze subconsciously looked in the direction of the billowing white mist, and when he turned his head, he saw the god of death nodding slowly.

His face suddenly turned pale and pale, and there was no longer a trace of blood: "Your Excellency, do you really plan to go into the white mist?" ”

"Yes, as far as I know, there is a passage to the Monster Empire in the white mist."

Fang Mingwei nodded, he could guarantee that the big pit below must be a passage to the monster's lair, but the problem is that the two of them are human beings. Once he remembered the inevitable fate of the two humans entering the monster's lair, Fang Mingwei felt a chill.

"This ...... Well, Lord Death, why do you want to go to the Monster Empire? ”

"I want to see where these monsters come from and why they keep harming humans."

Fang Mingwei's wide mouth couldn't close anymore, if this sentence came from the mouth of a tragic and pitiful knight, then there was still some credibility. But from the mouth of a world-famous assassin, it would be very funny.

"Reaper-senpai, are you sure you're not joking?"

The Grim Reaper hastily took off the black scarf on his head, revealing a thin and bloodless face: "Yes." ”

After Fang Mingwei saw the true face of the god of death, his heart became more and more full of coldness. Since he has shown you his true face, then naturally you will not be allowed to refuse.

After pondering for a long time, Fang Mingwei finally said, "Your Excellency, I'm sorry, I can't agree to your request. ”

"Why?"

"Because here I have my family, my friends, my career. All my roots are in human society, so I don't want to leave everything behind and go to a completely strange world full of crises. Fang Mingwei said heavily: "I have my responsibility here, and I can't shirk the responsibility." ”

The corners of Death's mouth seemed to twitch, and he sneered: "What kind of responsibility, it's just that you are reluctant to be prosperous and rich, and you are reluctant to live this surname." ”

Fang Mingwei's face was slightly red, then he raised his head and straightened his chest, and said, "Yes, I can't bear this surname, and I can't bear my future, I don't want to die in the monster's lair like this." ”

"Glory and wealth are empty in a blink of an eye, how long can you enjoy this life?" The Grim Reaper said with a smile: "If you go in with me, if you find the origin of the monster and help mankind eradicate this scourge forever, you can become the most famous hero in human history." ”

Fang Mingwei hesitated for a moment and said, "If you want to be a hero, you must pay a sufficient price." An adventure that costs my life, I can't do it. ”

The Grim Reaper let out a long sigh and said, "You are very honest, much more honest than I was." ”

Fang Mingwei stared at him tightly, slowly took a few steps back, and said, "Your Excellency, I can't agree to this condition, now I have to evacuate this planet, take care." ”

For this top killer, Fang Mingwei did not dare to have the slightest neglect and contempt. It wasn't until he was far away that he didn't see him move, so I was a little relieved.

Taking his mecha out of the identity ring, Fang Mingwei took one last look in the direction of the white mist.

The biggest regret this time is that Shi Sheng suddenly entered the white mist silently, if he had known this, he would not have come to this unlucky place if he died.

However, getting the Death Reaper's hasty concealment technique can be regarded as a small compensation. Once you succeed in your cultivation in the future, you will never be afraid of other people's assassinations again.

Holding on to the mechanical leg of the mecha, Fang Mingwei sighed regretfully, when the god of death hastily proposed to enter the white mist, he was really moved once. However, it was not to explore the secrets of any monster, but to find the whereabouts of Shi Sheng. However, after thinking about it for a long time, Fang Mingwei still categorically expelled this idea.

In the white mist, it is mysterious and unpredictable, even if it is for Shi Sheng, you can't fill in your surname.

With his feet exerting force, Fang Mingwei was about to board the mecha, when an alarm suddenly appeared in his heart, he immediately let go, rolled on his side, and at the same time took out a delicate energy knife in his hand.

However, before he could open the energy knife, he felt a slight pain in his neck, and a thin black thread was already tightly wrapped around his neck.

Fang Mingwei's face suddenly turned to ashes, although he had also wandered on the death line several times, but it was the first time that he had fallen into the hands of others with such no ability to resist.

A glance out of the corner of his eye, slightly stunned, in front of the white mist in the distance, the figure of the god of death was still standing there. Just looked around again, and there was a familiar pale face.

What's going on, are there two Grim Reapers?

Fang Mingwei's heart was not convinced, the biggest reason why he was so easily restrained by the Death Grass was that he put most of his energy on spying on the Death Grass in the distance. Therefore, once attacked, the reaction will inevitably be half a beat slower, and in the end, one son will make a mistake and lose the whole game.

The Grim Reaper in front of him beckoned from afar, and the Grim Reaper Grass in front of the white mist suddenly flew over.

However, the posture in which he flew over was very strange, but a bit like a puppet, a little stiff.

With a soft sound, the god of death fell in front of Fang Mingwei, and after a closer look, Fang Mingwei's seven orifices were smoking. It turns out that this thing is not a real person, but a vivid model.

Carefully raised his head and looked at the expressionless Grim Reaper Caocao, Fang