Chapter 833 Bargaining

The real female ghost is just an ordinary old lady with a stooped figure.

However, the expression on her face now is a bit indescribably ferocious.

How many people are longing for the clarity of the second coming, longing for immortality, longing for another chance to manage their own lives.

But life is only once.

Su Nanzhi sighed silently, and the black iron sword in her hand suddenly cut open a space. The female ghost was originally a dead person, and she could feel the threat brought by this space.

"What are you going to do? Let me go!" She struggled desperately, but it's a pity that a weak ghost like her, Su Nanzhi can hit ten with her bare hands.

After a while, a tall and thin white figure appeared in the abyss-like space.

That height is not quite like the height of a "human".

The female ghost's eyes were full of horror.

The kind of fear that seems inherent.

This is what she can feel after she dies, there are some existences that can kill themselves by reaching out.

Su Nanzhi didn't speak, and saw the tall and thin figure raised his hand, and a chain tied the female ghost who was trying to escape.

Then he turned around and wanted to leave.

"Wait," Su Nanzhi yelled, confirming that the other party had stopped before continuing, "You don't plan to take care of this?"

The other party turned around slowly, and then looked at the mess behind Su Nanzhi. The burned snake head hadn't stopped burning, but what was burning now was a skeleton of a snake head, and the underground was constantly trying to break through the ice to leak to the world. The dark energy is still accumulating, and most importantly, it is unknown who is behind all this.

When Su Nanzhi asked this question, it was obvious that she would not stop until she got an answer.

The priest carrying the female ghost was expressionless. He didn't open his mouth, and his voice seemed to come from underground, "What people do is not our responsibility."

Su Nanzhi: "?"

Say it again?

Believe it or not she has a hammer?

If you want her to say, it's just that the fire didn't burn her body and she didn't know the pain.

Su Nanzhi: "Then you mean to let me clean up this mess?"

The other party was obviously choked for a while.

When Su Nanzhi stared impatiently at him, the gloomy breath came again, "Your life is the reward."

Although the words were from Wen Zouzou, Su Nanzhi understood.

The implication is: you are a stinky migrant worker.

Su Nanzhi crossed her arms and said, "Would I take back the extra lifespan if I don't care?"

"Hell is no joke."

That is no longer possible.

Su Nanzhi put down her burden, "Then I don't care."

"..."

Su Nanzhi is a dead pig who is not afraid of boiling water. She will not survive for a few years now, and it won't add much to the age of 25. Why should a stranger work for the underworld.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but Su Nanzhi was stunned to see the word "suffocated" from the expressionless face of the high priest of the underworld.

In the next second, a white light flashed, and a black book appeared in the priest's hand, and his calm tone was a bit more compromised.

"It can increase the life of others."

Su Nanzhi: "..."

Although she understood why the priests of the underworld were not willing to take care of this kind of thing, she still felt a bit of bad taste from it.

The birthday book was opened, and the names of people related to her appeared in front of Su Nanzhi's eyes, including the Su family.

Su Nanzhi frowned: "I can't see their lifespan?"

The priest seemed to glance at her, and replied a little reluctantly: "No."