That's right,

Ranbai's identity in this plane is the God of Death, taking away the souls of every dying person and taking them to hell.

Ordinary people cannot see the God of Death. Rule out the possibility that the God of Death deliberately makes people see it, and those who are about to die can see the God of Death.

As the God of Death, it exists as a soul body. The white body has been sealed and shaped into the strongest God of Death, and the soul condenses into 100%.

To outsiders, it is no different from others.

Of course, it is the situation where the God of Death wants people to see it.

Seal can be guaranteed to be the most handsome god of death!

However,

When Ranbai first arrived at this plane, he was in the 18th level of hell.

The entire eighteenth level of hell imprisoned Ranbai, just like that.

Ranbai... directly exposes the eighteen levels of hell.

In response to this, Feng Luo could only struggle and say: "Host, don't you feel that being imprisoned is also a kind of qualifying?"

Ranbai smiled lightly: "Then you are really excellent."

"Ahem, host, think about it, if it weren't for being awesome, how could you be imprisoned in the eighteenth level hell?" Feng Luo emphasized: "Eighteenth level! So this is also a manifestation of erection."

Rainbai but smiled without saying a word.

Back to the hotel.

Well, even ghosts have to have a place to live.

"Baibai!" Gu Lanxi's eyes lit up when he saw Ranbai coming back. If he hadn't known that Ranbai had a vicious habit, he would have pounced on Ranbai's body long ago.

This time, Gu Lanxi didn't expect that the five-person group mission would match Ranbai.

In response, Gu Lanxi said: Wait for a win!

"Yeah." Ranbai responded lazily, and the tail sound of the magnetic evil spirit made Gu Lanxi feel that his ears were pregnant when he heard it.

In addition to Gu Lanxi, there are three missioners.

They are Ouyang Jingxue, Luo Jiuyuan and Wushang.

Two women and one man.

Overall, it is... four women and one man.

All identities have.

Ranbai met Gu Lanxi here.

"Baibai, what are we going to do now? Kill all sides?" Gu Lanxi asked expectantly.

Ranbai half-squinted the narrow Yaozhi's eyes, and didn't know what he thought of, and looked at Gu Lanxi with a smile, "If you want it."

"...I feel that I might think about it again." Gu Lanxi swallowed.

Eliminate ghosts, kill them one by one, and sending their thoughts to another world is both a waste of time and inefficiency.

Ranbai stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the dark night outside the venue, her deep ink-like eyes were stained with evil smile: "I think, I know what to do."

"Tell me, where did the curse supernatural incident happen?" Ran Bai leaned lazily on the side and spoke to Feng Luo.

Fengluo: Can it choose not to say it? Of course...can't.

"The cursed bus, the villa of the vengeful spirit, the thriller ghost school, the cursed crematorium..." Feng Luo told some large-scale supernatural events.

The main reason is that there are too many supernatural events, so Fengluo only chose the large ones.

"That's really good." Ranbai exclaimed with a smile.

Seal: "..."

I can't understand the host's brain circuit.

Ranbai rubbed the cumbersome and retro lines on the blood-colored sickle, and laughed softly: "Now, it's up to you."

The sickle seemed to sense something, and the blade trembled slightly and did not move.

Scythe heart: Oh no, I refuse.

Ranbai's delicate eyebrows and eyes had a gentle smile on his face, and he spoke slowly: "Do you go out by yourself, or will I throw you out?"

The sickle... ran out of the hotel quickly.
Chapter completed!