"I, I'm a humble person, what do I dare to let the high Lord Death do! I don't dare to tell you to do things with my ten guts!" Although Wang Wang said so, the expression on his face was extremely proud, he was sure that the god of death could not do anything to him, so at this moment, he was more arrogant and arrogant.

The Grim Reaper gritted his teeth and said, "Wang Wang, you wait, as long as you dare to kill Dudu, I will make your little girlfriend worse than dead!"

"Whatever you want!" Wang Wang said indifferently.

"And your parents!" Death sneered.

Wang Wang sighed, took back the red jade attached to the little sheep's horn, lost the threat of red light, and the little sheep's horn no longer screamed at noon, just lay on the ground and fainted. Wang Wang put away the red jade, and then said to the god of death: "Look at it like this, I will let your Dudu go." But I want to know the news of my parents!"

The Grim Reaper replied, "It's all with me!"

Wang Wang asked, "Have they become demons?"

Death took a breath and said, "Yes!"

Wang Wang secretly breathed a sigh of relief when he heard that his parents had become demons, and it was different from what most people thought, he felt that it was an acceptable thing to become a small demon under the hands of a big demon, and it was far more comfortable than not becoming a demon.

"Then my request is, I let go of your Dudu, you let go of my parents, okay!"

Unexpectedly, the Grim Reaper agreed very happily: "Good!"

Now it's Wang Wang's turn to mutter, why doesn't this god of death bargain?

Sure enough, the Grim Reaper added, "You bring the little horns here, and we'll exchange them directly!"

Wang Wang rolled his eyes and said, "When I am stupid, I go to you, don't you want to regret it, you can regret it at any time? Even if you don't regret giving me the soul of my parents, you can't take it back at any time? Just like Ren Feifei's soul!"

The Grim Reaper smiled: "Look at your petty look, where is it like your mother!"

"You have to take care of it! Dare to let me know that my parents have three longs and two shorts, and you will never want to see your daughter!" Wang Wang said fiercely.

From Wang Wang's words, he didn't say a word... The demon, judging from the fact that he doesn't even care about the affection of the little lamb's horns, he really dares to do this, and the god of death is very clear about this! But it's a pity that Wang Wang is not clear about the facts, so he can only believe what he says, and the god of death thinks so. So the Grim Reaper said, "Don't worry, I will treat your parents well from now until we exchange." So, when, where, and how do you want to exchange!"

Wang Wang thought for a while: "This is not in a hurry, let me first confirm that my parents are indeed in your hands, so that I don't have to be busy in vain!"

"You're asking me!" Death's voice was cold, as if a kind of majesty slowly leaked out of Wang Wang's contract, spreading throughout his body, making him feel a burst of depression.

"Don't come to this set!" Wang Wang took out the red jade and gestured to the little sheep's horns again: "I guess you must not be able to get out of your space, otherwise I would have died a long time ago! I guess you can't use that soul catching secret technique against me, otherwise I won't be able to blackmail you here! If you can do both, I will be caught." But you can't do both, so if you give me a small trick again, I'll..." he sneered: "I'll hand over your daughter to the Divine Sect, maybe my level is limited, but I won't look at the ability of the Divine Sect first." I believe that the end of the Confidant Demon will not be better than yours, and it will make you more painful than killing her!"

The Grim Reaper pretended to sigh: "Little Demon Demon, you are so vicious!"

Wang Wang smiled: "Aunt Death, you are so cunning!"

"Hahahaha," the two demons laughed tacitly.

"Alright," Death was the first to stop laughing and said to Wang Wang, "It's not difficult to confirm the news of your parents, but you have to do something for me!"

Wang Wang's heart thumped, he was unbelievable, is this demon's brain broken, I have your daughter in my hand, and you still talk to me about conditions?

"Yes, my daughter is in your hands, but don't forget, your parents are also in my hands! I can regenerate my daughter without me, and I will see if you have another one without my parents?"

Wang Wang pondered for a moment, and did not rush to answer the question of the god of death, but carefully asked softly: "You... Can you know what I'm thinking?"

Death laughed heartily: "I don't know what you think, how can I answer your question? Don't forget, your demon seal is given to you by me, and all your thoughts are under my control, otherwise, how dare I make this condition to you when you threaten me?"

Wang Wang sighed and changed everything he originally wanted to say.

My psychology has been mastered by the enemy again, and this feeling is really like going back to the time when I first got along with the little sheep!

"Okay, listen well, what you have to do is to take the Soul Reaper to participate in the Sanmen Convocation and choose the opportunity to kill Huizhi's old bald scoop!"

Wang Wang's mouth pursed tightly, and he said, "I want to take Dudu too!"

"Okay, no problem!" said Death.

Wang Wang secretly breathed a sigh of relief and asked the god of death: "What is the three-door summoning order?"

The god of death said: "The three sects are, Tantra, Daomen, and Qingzhen Temple, and the three sects of the Divine Sect are the highest decrees within the Divine Sect. The earliest convening order of the three gates was set by the Taizu of the Daomen, and the main content was: if one of the three doors encounters an unsolvable major event, the other two doors must put aside the past grievances and unite together, with the stability of the world as the first, the punishment of evil Kuangzheng as the second, and the glorious lintel as the third. ”

Wang Wang asked: "Is my life in danger this time?"

"Yes!" Death was as calm as ever.

"Okay, so what is the reason for going this time?" Wang Wang asked the Grim Reaper ignorantly.

There were two points of relief and one point of seriousness in the voice of the Grim Reaper's reply, and there was also a sense of ambiguity: "Isn't it a big deal for you little devil to make trouble? You humiliate the Tantra so much, he can't find a fault to earn some face! This time they gathered, mainly to exterminate me, and secondly, you are the main culprit!"

"Then you're not telling me to die?" I won't go!" Wang Wang said.

"I asked you to send Hu Meimei, and I also told you that you would die, are you dead?"

"That's my ability! Otherwise, I'd be there!" Wang Wangwang gritted his teeth angrily.

"Alright, it's up to you to go or not!" Death didn't force it.

Wang Wang thought for a while before compromising and asked the last question: "Who is Huizhi?"

The god of death said happily: "It's a useless old bald scoop, you can just ask about it when you get there!"

"And in what capacity am I going to the convention?"

"Qingzhen Temple Great Mousse!"

"Hiss" Wang Wang gasped, and his heart fluttered wildly.

The great mousse of Qingzhen Temple is the highest person in charge of Qingzhen Temple, equivalent to the abbot of our world, the leader of the country, the warlord, and the commander, which is forcing Wang Wang to die.

"Why do you want me to be a big mousse?" Wang Wang asked Death in a questioning tone.

"It's my business to do that, you'll find out when you get out later!," Death said leisurely.

"Finally, before you go, you have to leave that thing in your hand in the secret room!" Even the Grim Reaper couldn't help but tremble with excitement when it came to the most critical place.

"What is it?" Wang Wang was stunned for a moment, took out the red jade in his arms and asked the seal on his chest: "Is this it?"

"Yes, that's it!" Death felt a little irrepressible in his excitement.

"Whatever you want!" Wang Wang replied, and casually threw the red jade on the ground.

"Good, good, good, good, good" Death said several times in a row, and his tone was so soft that he couldn't do it. Wang Wang thought that the god of death felt that he had lost the tool to kill the little sheep's horns, so he took out a magic ruler from his arms and said: "Don't be complacent, I still have this, it will only be a matter of minutes to kill your daughter!"

Who knew that the Grim Reaper said in a fluttering voice, "It's up to you!" After speaking, the Grim Reaper actually took the initiative to open the door of the secret room.

Wang Wang snorted proudly, grabbed the head of the little sheep's horn on the ground and put it in his arms, and then walked out under the moonlight outside.

The Grim Reaper muttered to himself in the Grim Reaper space in a voice that Wang Wang couldn't hear: "It's complete, it's finally going to be consummated!"