The god of death was slightly silent again, and after a while, he asked: "Why do you have such a wish?"
"Girls are attractive because they have a good figure!"
The god of death is indifferent, "I don't think that a larger lump on a woman's chest has a charming and bewitching effect."
Su Mu: "..."
She glanced at the god of death in the mid-air, and she could guess that under the black robe, there must be a thick bone inside, and she realized that her aesthetic system was completely different from that of the god of death.
The god of death said indifferently: "Human, I can still give you one last chance to make a wish."
Beg him, let him give her a longer life, let him give her this life without disease and disaster, let him let her leave this town, this life will not enter the gates of hell, or, pray for his strength , Let your enemy die badly.
Just like other people are praying and begging, human beings let go of their arrogance and beg God's mercy in the most humble appearance. The power of death comes from the fear of all things in the world. As long as there is life in this world fearing death, then he will continue to exist in this world.
He is a god, and he has tasted various fears, but he decided to taste the fear of this little human girl very carefully.
Su Mu was the first person to have the noble god of death repeatedly ask what his wish was.
But Su Mu didn't have this kind of self-consciousness. She gave up on getting bigger breasts, thought for a while, and said, "Can I make a wish, let me find Adele?"
"Adele?" Death said coldly, "That Brian's girlfriend?"
See, he made a point of mentioning Brian.
She should have remembered the enmity with Brian.
"Yes, it's Adele." Su Mu blinked and asked, "Can you help me find her?"
The Grim Reaper was depressed for a while before replying, "Yes."
"Very good!"
"However, you have to pay the corresponding price."
Su Mu's happy expression immediately disappeared, she flattened her mouth, "What price do you want me to pay?"
"Many human beings have made wishes to me." However, the people who made wishes to the god of death, whether they are people who are in a desperate situation, or people with dark hearts, have never been like her, as if he is constantly promoting He paused for the person who asked the other party to make a wish, and continued: "Some painters donate their eyes, some singers donate their voices, and some donate their relatives, or their conscience... This is the price. "
In Death God, as long as it is something you own, you can give it as a price, but whether Death God can take a fancy to it is another matter.
Su Mu struggled for a long time, and asked tentatively: "How about... I dedicate my eyes to you?"
Death did not speak.
"No, no, no..." Su Mu shook his head, "If I can't see, then I won't be able to appreciate beauties. How about I dedicate my voice to you?"
Death said nothing.
She scratched her hair, "You don't like my voice... so what else can I offer? I don't have such a thing as a conscience..."
"Why don't you make a wish to take revenge on Brian?"
Su Mu looked up and looked at the god of death who finally couldn't help making a sound. She tilted her head and said solemnly: "Will I pay for that scumbag Brian? It's not worth it. You say my eyes are so beautiful, and my voice is so beautiful. She's so sweet, with a good-looking face, and a beautiful heart... If I really want to give up, of course I have to spend on worthwhile things, and of course finding Adele is more important than taking revenge on Brian."