"You've scared him, Shentun. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info" The old man showed a kind smile: "After so many years, there have been no other prisoners living next to our two brothers' cells for a long time, we should be more friendly." ”

"What's the friendly law?" the fat man scratched his head.

"Like this. The old man stretched out his dry hand and smiled, "Friend, it's a pleasure to meet you here." ”

"Why don't I feel happy at all when I hear this......" Wang Ye said with a pale face: "I listened to you just now, these nearby cells were originally empty?"

"No, it's so crowded that there's almost no place for it. The old man smiled dryly and said: "But then there are fewer and fewer, you should understand that there are few people who can insist on immortality in this prison for hundreds of years, even if they are people with immortal bodies, once the spirit completely collapses and the spirit dissipates, they will eventually say goodbye to this world forever." ”

"Immortal body?" Wang Ye keenly grasped this word, in his impression, the only monster with an immortal body is the god of death: "This place is called the Grim Reaper Prison, so is it really a place where the Grim Reaper is imprisoned?"

He had thought about it this way, but looking at the appearance of the two weirdos in front of him, it didn't seem to be the case.

"Death Prison?" The two people glanced at Wang Ye strangely, "Where did you hear this name?"

"Of course it's the ones who threw me in...... Wang Ye said bitterly.

"Death......" The old man thought for a moment, turned his head and asked, "You are talking about some ugly guys with wings who are about to die, right?"

"Hmm...... It's almost ......" Wang Ye swallowed.

The two brothers looked at each other, and then laughed in unison.

"Hahaha...... They call themselves the Grim Reaper?" the fat man laughed and leaned back.

"Hahaha, they also deserve to be called gods? hahahaha. The old man laughed as if he couldn't breathe.

I said...... "Wang Ye almost felt like he had encountered two neurotics, but if they were really locked up here for hundreds or even thousands of years, it might be normal for them to be more neurotic.

"Is it so funny?" Wang Ye said as he dragged his painful body.

"I can tell you, young man, that God does exist, but not the ugly ones with wings. The old man stared deeply into Wang Ye's eyes and said, "They are not worthy of calling themselves gods. ”

"They are not, so are you gods?" Wang Ye laughed.

As soon as the words fell, he saw two people looking at him with serious eyes, and the funny expressions they had before were swept away. Especially the fat man, looking at his expression, it was like two people.

"Hey, what's wrong with you?"

"Human, I think someone should teach you what it means to survive in prison. The fat man suddenly clasped his hands, and his finger bones clicked.

Wang Ye suddenly realized that he might have said something wrong, but he really couldn't understand the neurotic actions of these two neuropaths.

"I don't know who threw you down on purpose. The old man suddenly slammed one hand on the prison railing and said, "But I tell you, no ridicule or mockery will destroy our souls and loyalty, so let those fellows rest easy." We will live until ...... The coming of the prophetic day. ”

The old man squinted his eyes as he spoke: "When the darkness gives its first life, the light will blow the horn of return......"

"Squeak. ”

The old man was just halfway through his sentence when there was a sudden sound of the door opening outside the corridor of the prison.

A ray of light filtered through the corridor, and through the shadows a grim reaper could be seen floating in through the door. The Grim Reaper was different from any Grim Reaper Wang Ye had ever seen before, and the Eye of Truth glanced over and could see that his various attributes and abilities were similar to Gu Gu's, his strength and agility were about 80-100, his appearance was brownish-black, and his skin was covered with a protective layer similar to tree bark, making him look very old.

The old man's words on the other side stopped abruptly, he squinted at Wang Ye with old eyes, and didn't say anything more.

"Prisoner No. 1713. The Grim Reaper, who floated in, suddenly shouted, "Which one is Prisoner 1713?"

Wang Ye subconsciously glanced at his chest, and saw a big sign hanging on his chest at some point, with No. 1713 written on it.

"Me. He responded.

The brown-black Grim Reaper quickly floated over, and looked at Wang Ye from top to bottom.

"Good news, you're ready to go. The Grim Reaper spoke like a bored jailer.

As soon as the words fell, his fingers slid a few times on the railing of Wang Ye's prison, and then, without a sound, all the railings disappeared as if they had never existed.

"Come out, come with me. The god of death said, turning around and walking towards the exit of the corridor.

Wang Ye slowly walked out with the steps of the god of death, and just as he was about to leave, the old man in the opposite cell suddenly asked, "I haven't asked you yet, human, why were you thrown into this cell?"

"It's not a big sin. Wang Ye spread his hands and said, "I just killed a Grim Reaper." ”

"What!?" The two brothers were suddenly shocked, but before they could look at them any more, the door behind them slammed shut, leaving only a cold iron door, shielding everything behind them.

"Come this way. "Death leads the way.

Although the god of death had his back to him, Wang Ye didn't dare to make a mistake for a while, so he could only honestly follow behind the god of death.

After a while, the two of them passed through a narrow corridor and came to a relatively empty hall. As far as the eye can see, you can see four or five Grim Reapers, who are different in appearance, busy at their respective posts. This familiar atmosphere reminds Wang Ye of the office hall of the human world.

"Go ahead. The Grim Reaper pushed Wang Ye.

After a few steps, I saw a white Grim Reaper sitting in front of a quaint wooden table.

"Rem!"

Wang Ye immediately rushed over and "snapped" on the table with both hands.

"What the hell is going on?"

"The law of the Reaper Realm, I have added the symptoms of the special infection of the Mortal Realm to your information, and you can enter the shelter for recuperation and purge, so you don't have to go back to the prison to suffer during this time. Rem replied with a blank face: "It's similar to human medical parole." ”

"That's not what I'm asking. Wang Ye said coldly.

"More ......," Rem looked around.

Wang Ye quickly understood that she was afraid that it would be inconvenient for her to say something in such a crowded place.

"If you do get involved, you'll know one day, but it's not the time yet. Rem said softly, "If possible, Lord Ye, I don't want you to get involved. ”

After speaking, she gently pushed a watch: "Sign here, you will not have to suffer, and you can spend your three months in prison in a peaceful sleep." ”

Wang Ye was stunned for a moment, turned his head, and remembered the tortured immature twins, who still signed their names on them.