Renidol recovered his memory, remembering everything except the six realms of reincarnation.

Instead, she was even more reluctant to leave the curtain?

"Why don't you talk? Do you have to make things difficult for me even this simplest condition?" the old man said gloomy.

"It must be him?" Renidol asked.

"Yes, I just need him." The old man said firmly.

Renidol continued to remain silent.

The orange cat quietly showed his head and opened his eyes wide to watch the scene.

Did she really get moved by the boss?

If so, everything about the boss will not be in vain.

After a while, under the tight gaze of the orange cat, Renadol finally spoke:

"If you look closely, you will find that there is a god of death next to him - isn't it okay?"

The orange cat's originally shaking tail suddenly froze.

The old man shook his head and said, "Who wants to be the god of death? There has never been a law that likes to end, and I am no exception."

Renadol sighed and said, "Then we can't reach any agreement."

"Why? Why don't you want to give me this body?" the old man asked disappointedly.

After saying this, the old man once again broke into countless long tentacles.

All the tentacles were bent, and the black vertical pupils on the tentacles were staring at Renidol, making a ready-to-run attitude.

Renidol took a step back, layers of black petals surged up on his body, and began to make final preparations for the upcoming battle.
Chapter completed!