"Ying Xiaochuan !!"

"Ying Xiaochuan !!"

"Ying Xiaochuan !!"

He was constantly being called, and these cries echoed in his head, and every syllable hammered heavily against his eardrums.

Ying Xiaochuan was in pain.

The demon butterfly said inwardly: "Ying Xiaochuan, I want you to suffer the most cruel mental torture before your spirit is wiped out! I want to dig out the darkest, most secret, and most negative things in your spiritual world, so that you will be wiped out in complete despair!"

Depend on!!!

A word stuck in my throat.

Ying Xiaochuan was so angry that he wanted to scold, but when he opened his mouth, a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Unstoppable bleeding.

Ying Xiaochuan lay on his back on the ground.

Unable to struggle.

It was dark in front of me, there was no strength in my limbs, and the blood was pouring out as if it was not dry, and I could smell the heavy smell of blood in my nose.

He knew it was the smell of his own blood.

He slowly closed his eyes.

Reason told him that he couldn't just give in.

But...... It's so tiring.

The attack of the demon butterfly is also too powerful.

I'm sorry, I can't resist, I'm sorry. Ying Xiaochuan's lips twitched, muttered to himself, apologized, and fell into a coma.

……

Didn't die.

Because I didn't die, I still felt pain.

The pain of mental shock could not be resisted even in a deep coma, and the body was convulsing and vomiting blood.

It hurts.

It really hurts.

And it's bad, negative pain.

The images that had appeared before were once again rotating in my mind, the father's scolding, the mother's grievances, the betrayal of the first love, the scolding and incomprehension of friends, and the ridicule of enemies.

The tide is coming.

Engulf him.

Put him in a desperate situation.

He returned to his familiar surroundings, and the suffocating repression and restraint returned.

Ying Xiaochuan stretched out his hand, he was in a water environment, this time, he clearly knew that this was amniotic fluid.

He was trapped in amniotic fluid.

He returned to the beginning of his life, his mother's.

This time, does he still have the strength to climb out again?

Will the Golden Wheel reappear?

Ying Xiaochuan smiled bitterly and hung his hand weakly, this time, it seemed that he had completely given up struggling.

The eyes are heavy.

is about to close, but the strange thing is that whenever the idea of giving up comes to his heart, there will be a lot of strange memories in his mind, strange ones, obviously not belonging to him, not having experienced them, but clear memories.

It's weird.

In front of you...... Endless darkness, flames, wails, strange buildings...... Knife Mountain, Sea of Fire, Oil Pot, Nai He Bridge, countless ghosts, ghosts that can be seen everywhere.

Ying Xiaochuan thought sadly, could it be that he was already dead?

Is this an illusion, or is it a real picture?

If it's a real picture, that's fine...... He had to contact King Qin Guang immediately and tell the black-faced monster that the method he gave was useless.

Check it out.

He's already died so badly.

Tell him again.

He is no longer him.

The dead butterfly took over his body and never strangled. That dead butterfly, I'm afraid it can really turn the Three Realms upside down.

The eyelids are getting heavier and heavier.

He couldn't control it, and he was about to close it.

All of a sudden.

"Ying Xiaochuan!" A low shout in his ear rang like an ancient temple bell, suddenly ringing. There was a sudden clarity in his mind.

I opened my eyes.

The scene in front of him changed, and he was in a majestic hall. Ying Xiaochuan subconsciously leaned forward, but he felt that he couldn't move, and in a daze, he saw the door of the temple in front of him, and walked into two teams of Yin soldiers, led by several officials in black robes.

In a few moments, the huge hall was full of Yin soldiers.

This scene, one scene, one thing.

It's real, not like a dream.

Ying Xiaochuan was surprised, could it be that his soul had really entered the Netherworld Mansion and had already entered the Yama Palace?

However, why don't you see the two brothers of black and white impermanence? There are no bull heads and horses.

When a person enters the underworld after death, shouldn't they be the first thing he sees?

Oh yes, he didn't even see the soul-attracting bird.

It's a shame that he was born and died for the heavenly court and the earth, and what about this earthly mansion? Relying on being a little familiar with him, it's too lazy!

Ying Xiaochuan thought about it, and he was a little unhappy.

"Your Excellency!"

Just when Ying Xiaochuan's mind was full of confusion, a strong general with a strong voice like a bull's black face stepped out of the hall.

I saw him take a step forward, open a thin black book in his hand, and read out: "Today, there is a woman of the Zhang family in Luzhou, colluding with an adulterer, murdering her husband, the crime is unforgivable, in addition to the punishment of eighteen layers of hell, another sentence of the Zhang family of the ninth life and ninth reincarnation of the beast Dao, by her own husband to eat his flesh, drink his blood, sleep on his fur, hereby sentenced!"

This one...... And what does that mean?

Could it be that he was the one who was judged before him?

Ying Xiaochuan was a little unbelievable.

Otherwise, how could he look down from the top down, the official?

It stands to reason that he should have knelt on the ground, waiting for the verdict to be announced, and he couldn't see the official's appearance at all.

It seems that the underworld is not treating him lightly. At least in his former position, he was given the respect he deserved.

Thinking of this, Ying Xiaochuan's mood calmed down a lot.

Suddenly, the black-faced official below raised his head.

This time, Ying Xiaochuan really saw that face clearly.

Taken aback.

At first glance, he was very fierce, but after a few more glances, he felt that this person's fierce appearance was only on the surface, but in fact he was a loyal and reliable person.

This person rushed in the direction of Ying Xiaochuan, and said loudly: "His Royal Highness the Wheel King, please be approved!"

Immediately, Ying Xiaochuan felt that his body was out of control, waved his hand, and said majestically: "Quasi!"

I could only hear the roar of the ghosts around me "roaring ......".

The official turned around and said, "Press up." ”

Immediately, I saw a female ghost prostrate and trembling appeared in His Highness.

Ying Xiaochuan couldn't help but feel a strange feeling in his heart, he actually felt that he was extremely familiar with everything in front of him.

It's as if he'd done something like that countless times before.

Just now, who is the person waving and talking?

Is that him?

Be. But it doesn't feel like it's.

It's weird, like someone is manipulating his body.

Could it be that everything is an illusion created by the demon butterfly invasion for him......

Just when Ying Xiaochuan's thoughts were uncertain, a ghost messenger who reported quickly came in from outside the hall: "His Royal Highness the Wheel King, His Royal Highness the King of Qin Guang came to visit, and he has already arrived outside the main hall of the tenth hall." ”

The Tenth Hall of the Wheel King?

Unfamiliar words came crashing one after another.

Ying Xiaochuan looked confused.

However, before he could understand it, he felt his body nod his head involuntarily, and a voice that did not belong to him came out of his voice: "Yes, please." ”