"It's enough to draw it out, and as for her to help us, I'll talk to her. Wang Ye stood up and said, "I'm tired of Brother Yichen." ”

"Don't worry, I'll arrange it. Silver King Yichen clasped his fists in both hands, then turned around in a dashing manner, and disappeared into the gate of the Eight Kings Hall.

"Speaking of which, boss, are you sure that girl's spatial ability can help us return to the living world to complete this?" Hu Ba was still a little uneasy: "You went back last time, but weren't you caught by the Grim Reaper?"

"So you think that this time the Grim Reaper will be so eager to get me back?" Wang Ye said with a wry smile.

Hu Ba was stunned for a moment, and looked around at the Demon Ancestor and the Ten Demon Generals of the Grim Reaper in front of him, they were the supreme managers of the Grim Reaper, if they didn't give the order to arrest them, who would arrest them?

"......Yes too," he reacted, and now the Grim Reaper was his own.

"The reason why we dare to come up with this plan is precisely because of the current management system in this world. The four-dimensional people rely on the god of death as the intermediate manager, and throw a lot of things to the god of death to manage, we will not have a lot of time to enter the living world, and the number of people cannot be very large, and it will be faked into a small accident in the death world, and the gods of death will act as if they are coming to capture us, so as to buy enough time for our plan. Wang Ye smiled at the god of death, in the past, he might have been caught by the god of death in a few minutes if he wanted to do this, but now after this, it is very different, in the words of the world, this is the importance of "black and white".

"And the reason why we can get this opportunity and situation today is still thanks to God, if it weren't for him who restructured the world system on the basis of the Gods and Demons Continent and built this capital city, there would be no four-dimensional people who let go of the god of death to manage today, judging from the results, all historical grievances are the most correct choice for the world. Wang Ye's gaze looked in two directions in a row, one side was Shenxi, and the other was Sima Wen.

Of course, Sima Wen understood the deep meaning of his words, the demise of the Shen clan was a tragedy in history, but there is no absolute in everything, if there is no demise of the Shen clan, there will be no death today.

As he was talking, the silver king Yichen over there actually came back at a speed like the wind.

"Yan Sheng has news!"

He's in a hurry.

"Real efficiency......" Wang Ye couldn't help but say.

"Yan Sheng is a good sister to another girl from our white-bladed family, nicknamed 'Postman', after the human body was destroyed, she used her new body to come back to the 'Postman' several times, and as far as I know, they originally made an appointment to meet at Chris's Bar in the middle city tonight, and now that the 'Postman' has gone to the appointment, we can meet them just in time. Yinwang Yichen said and opened a picture: "This girl is the 'postman', when you see her, then the person opposite her is Yan Sheng." ”

"It's better to be in time than to be in time, I'll go now, you can just wait for me. Wang Ye smiled slightly, turned around and walked towards the gate of the Eight Kings Hall.

The Grim Reaper, who was in charge of the royal city and the middle city, immediately opened the portal, leading directly to the chris's bar in the middle city.

The huge door of light opened in the air, and with one step, it was back on the noisy streets of the middle city.

When you look up, you will see the neon-lit words "Chris Bar" standing in front of you.

"The service was really on point. Wang Ye muttered and pushed the door in, the lights in the bar were dim, and people came and went, but with his eyesight, he still quickly found the target.

I saw a handsome girl in green clothes sitting with a thin girl in a white dress and a white dress, and the girl in green was the "postman" who Yichen gave the photo.

At this moment, the postman and the girl in white opposite were chatting about something, sometimes smiling and sometimes whispering, not noticing that a man was quietly approaching them.

On the contrary, the girl in white was quite vigilant, and suddenly spoke at the moment when Wang Ye was about to lean close to them:

"Sir, don't be sneaky, there are no ordinary people here, and you can't hide your footsteps in such a small space. ”

As she spoke, she turned around and met Wang Ye's eyes.

"It's you!?"

As soon as she finished speaking, she hurriedly covered her mouth with her hand, and then looked back in the direction of the "postman", obviously suspecting that the postman had betrayed her.

"Don't stare at your little sister, your location was found out by someone I asked someone, and it has nothing to do with her. Wang Ye casually dragged a stool over and sat down next to the two-person table, unceremoniously.

"You're not welcome here. The girl in white glanced at Wang Ye: "Don't think that I'm afraid of you because I haven't looked for you for a while, I will find you to settle our accounts sooner or later." ”

"Yo, you're getting to the point. Wang Ye nodded and said, "Coincidentally, I came here today to settle this account with you." ”

"Interesting, then do you want to go to the Death Arena with me? Or is it somewhere else? I can't move a knife or a gun in this city, what's the calculation?" the girl in white snorted coldly, and she still had Yan Sheng's unique look in her conversation.

"Who said that you must use a knife and a gun to settle accounts?" Wang Ye smiled and clubbed his two arms on the table: "All accounts, there is a book, there is a benefit, in the final analysis, the grievances between us are the continuous fermentation of this 'profit' part, but what I want to talk to you about today is not this 'profit', but this 'book'." ”

"Ben?" Yan Sheng's eyebrows moved slightly, and her and Wang Ye's eyes glanced at the "postman" on the side at the same time.

"It just so happens that I still have a task, so I'll go and get busy first. The postman smiled knowingly, got up and left, leaving the space to Wang Ye and Yan Sheng.

"Thank you. Wang Ye handed the postman a smile, watched her back fade away, and then slowly turned around and sat down in the position of the postman just now: "The so-called 'Ben' is your original wish, when we had a grudge over the root of the Heavenly Book, this is 'Ben'." ”

"Ridiculous. Yan Sheng sneered: "You should know my identity, I am no longer Yan Sheng, but the root Tianshu itself, talk to me about this 'book'?"

"You can fool others, but you can't fool me. Wang Ye smiled and said: "A book can't have its own consciousness and thinking no matter what, you Yansheng is the first soul to merge with that book, and everything in it is based on this soul, because this soul has a subjective consciousness and a mind of its own, so you are still Yansheng, but from a fragile human being, to an immortal and immortal space body." I dare to assert that what you think in your heart is still determined by your words. ”

"What the hell do you want to say?" Yan Sheng's face turned cold.

"Cooperation. Wang Ye got straight to the point and said: "I know that you searched for the Root Heavenly Book in the first place to escape back to the Living Realm, but unfortunately, under the strong pursuit of the Death Realm, you will not succeed at all. But now, all the relationships have been opened up by me, as long as I say a word, you open the door, this matter will be simply successful!"