Ladder ladder.

Ascending the road to heaven.

This time, people know that the road to hell is not necessarily winding downward, just like in front of them, it may be a high platform cast, a road to heaven.

Then the other way around.

Hell doesn't have to be in the dirt on the soles of your feet, it may be right above your head.

It's hanging high.

God knows when it will capsize, and it's hard to know if it will trap itself in it when it does, and now?

No need to smash it from hell.

It's decompressed.

Going to the execution ground.

The life and death documents were signed, and the judge's order was broken, just waiting for the people to arrive, and after climbing the ladder, waiting for Han to lie down in front of the guillotine, not waiting for three o'clock in the afternoon.

The candle yin controls the way of heaven.

The candle shade is fulfilling the destiny.

I said that it was three o'clock in the afternoon, so when the sky listened, the sky changed its face, and it was three o'clock in the afternoon.

"Whew~!"

Go to the execution ground.

Struggling by yourself, resisting by yourself, no one wants to die, before the severed head, as long as it is a person, it will resist, but the coldest side of the Heavenly Dao, the six-character mantra under its control The Buddha's heart is lost, and it is the most ruthless.

I didn't want to move, but I was decompressed, and my body actually floated a little, and I was faintly about to walk towards the guillotine of hell.

"Hmph~~!"

I'm really going to kill myself.

You're really trying to kill me.

Did I agree?

"Whew~~!"

Surging.

The flawless color on his body surged, and suddenly the starlight was repeated, and the six-character mantra that immediately locked his body was diluted into a transparent color by the starlight emitted by himself.

Cracking.

"Hmph~!"

In the struggle, his eyes wrinkled.

Staring at the candle yin and whispering, "You've had enough, I've played with you enough, it's time to end." ”

"Whew~~!"

That's the end of it.

It was the end of what he said, but in the eyes of the candle yin, it seemed that it had just begun, and when he heard the strange sound, his face was stunned, and a trace of a very thoughtful trajectory flashed on the evil face of the decapitated high platform.

Zhou Zheng?

Destiny?

arranged under the fate.

I say how you go, you have to go.

These are all arranged, even if you are active, there is no possibility of struggling, it is better to follow the rules and accept the arrangement, these do not need to ask for your consent at all.

"Whew~!"

The trail came.

It floated all the way, and in an instant, it shuttled in front of it.

Seeing the trajectory in front of him, he laughed loudly and said proudly: "Haha, if you still want to arrange me, you can die for me," when he spoke, he had already separated a starlight, ready to rush this trajectory to pieces, and I was free from now on.

Delusion.

You'd better lie on your stomach.

"Whew~~!"

Abnormal movement, fluttering and moving.

The starlight came out, meaning to wipe the trajectory of fate, who is indeed thinking, fate has arranged everything, you should not be able to stop it, just on your own body, as if the black hand of fate has been lurking for a long time, the wind, the wind shadow, and the chest is indeed squeezing out a touch of wind, becoming a traitor, and directly pulling the trajectory of fate into it.

"Uh~!"

In the palm of your hand.

I used to smile proudly and speak happily, but now I seem to have been playing with the candle in the palm of my hand.

"Whew~!"

The wind that used to be the shade of the candle came and went strangely, and now this strange thing has completed the explosion, covered with dust in the heart, into a trace of light, without a trace of killing breath in the evolution, warm in the flow, like the robe of the mother in childhood.

False.

This is absolutely false.

But I was fooled.

To be precise, it was my own heart that was deceived and deceived.

In this warmth, the inner defenses were instantly disintegrated, they were silent in the warm embrace and could not extricate themselves, as long as this warm current was not sad, it would not wake up, even if it was a different place on the guillotine, this heart would still not wake up before it was cold.

"Whew~!"

The truth is revived.

Starlight converges.

Everything is from the heart, and now even the heart has been captured, so even if you want to struggle, you can only stay in the stage of thinking and can't go a step forward.

"Whew~!"

In spite of oneself.

Going to the execution ground.

Kill your head.

One step moves, the body moves, the step by step death road is in front of you, people begin to walk, people begin to walk in it, and the living people will slowly walk into dead people.

"Buzz~!"

The footsteps are settled.

At the moment when his footsteps landed on the stairs, the entire ladder suddenly exploded with ghostly light.

In the chaos, it became the only one, and it became the only scenery in front of me.

"Hey~!"

It was indeed laughter, a sneer that accompanied the movement of his feet, and a voice that said in a dim and subtle voice, "Have you lied?"

The brain is in.

For such a question, of course I, Han Xian, will die with a duck's mouth, I don't speak, of course I don't admit it, in such a treacherous place, only a fool will admit that he has done something bad.

'Hehe~!'

Such a place, a place arranged by fate.

What is the difference between a fool and a wise man?

Everything has been arranged, you just need to passively accept it, as for why you ask, after all, some processes still have to be followed.

I just asked and played.

You should just listen and play.

"Ah~!"

Suddenly, a heart-rending howl exploded in his ears, and a bloody howl was heard at his feet, and there was a man who looked almost exactly like himself.

But now the tongue of the man who was like himself was dragged out.

Knives wait.

I don't know where I cut it, but it broke.

"Gollum~~!!"

I can't speak, I can only use my throat to make sounds, and I can only use my throat to make indistinct sounds.

"Hey~!"

Footsteps, sneering.

The sneer whispered in his own voice and footsteps: "You have lied, you have been, you have been, you must have been, you must go into this tongue-pulling hell." ”

"Whew~!"

The breath is already the cold wind spit.

The arrangement never stopped, kept moving forward, and the screams under the feet were different in an instant, but the sneer that bloomed in the ears was indeed the same.

"Hey~!"

It laughed again.

It smiled and said, "Have you ever separated your brothers?"

What the?

What does it say?

It didn't seem to have heard what it was saying, but it had changed in front of me, and it was hell, a big iron tree, a thorny branch, and a very similar person.

Pierce the spine.

Hang on a tree.

Blood is out.

Empty the meat.

Stinky skin.

Shaking in the cloudy wind, the pale sails swayed and swayed, slowly swaying in the wind, slowly suffering in the cold.

Dead?

They have all gone to hell, they are already dead, and when they ask 'life', they will die and cannot be liberated.

Keep walking.

"Hey~!"

Laughing again, of course it spoke again: "Have you sinned, and you dare not admit it?"

Have you ever had one?

Have you ever had one?

The stairs under my feet became translucent and agile, and the ground kept saying, 'The man who has the same face as himself has been,' I think that day in the court, the man was clever in his tongue, the man was smeared and splashed, the man said everything, his face was red, he swore and swore by swearing, and the sound of his chest beating on the mountain, I did not do it.

"Bang~!"

A sound, in the chest.

"Bang~~!"

One after the other, and the chest.

Hammer the chest.

After the sound, it collapsed, after the sound, it was rotten, after the sound, it was powdered.

"Hey~!"

Also, it can't end like this, and he spoke again: "When you exonerate yourself, did you spread false rumors or slander others?"

Have it?

The smoke rose like the only heated spot in the gloomy hell.

Boiling water, the big steamer shelf, is it steamed steamed buns, or steamed buns, do you dare to eat steamed buns and buns produced in hell?

'Hey~!'

Steamer hell specializes in human meat buns.

It's that face again, it seems to be the same person, and it's in again, and in the end everything is cooked, who will you give it to enjoy?

I don't know?

I walked over.

"Hey~!"

The stars have changed, and the sneer is still the same person, but the scene has changed again, becoming rows of cold calendars, rows of cold, high-hanging swords, and upside-down knives.

"Have you ever killed someone?"

A question?

'Hehe, how to answer, how can a cultivator not kill people, I Han Xian can't help but kill for fun, but I am also crazy about fighting, I don't want to be killed, so I killed a lot of people and released a lot of blood. ’

Now that he has confessed his sins.

Get in.

Brush and brush, row of knives down, it's a fly that goes in and it's all powder, let alone a person, it's cold under a few swords, do you think cold is the goal?

Continue chopping, being teleported, chopping into mashed meat, chopping into powder, and when you are done, what comes out is air, and there is nothing left.

The feet do not stop.

The road to heaven does not stop, and the execution ground is on the way.

"Hey~!"

After sneering, he asked sharply: "Are you greedy for other people's money by murdering other people's lives, and the matter is exposed, so you use this bloody money to fight up and down in order to save your life and escape, yes and no!! Hehe, hehe, that dog official is about to come down, he actually sentenced you not guilty, you think you have deceived the world, the eyes of hell are bright, the oil pot we prepared for you is piping hot, go in, go down, this is what you deserve." ”

"Sting~!"

Got in.

A body of flesh and skin went in.

After a few hot oil rolls, the bones turn up.

After a few hot oil rolls, the bones are gone.

Only the hot oil remains, and the soul rolls slowly.

Let's go over.

Your sins are so great that your sins will never be repaid, and the karma you have committed will condemn you to eternal torment in hell.

"Hey~!"

The foot moves, and the shadow rises.

It's just that there seems to be something so familiar in front of me now, this place actually has sunshine, this place actually has green mountains and green waters, and this place is actually majestic and beautiful.

"Where is this?"

The footsteps grinded and sneered, and he asked repeatedly.

"Where is this?"

Hear.

This is the holy place in my heart, why should I tell you, why should I share it with you, I gritted my teeth and did not speak, I did not say a word from beginning to end.

It doesn't matter in the first place.

It is arranged.

Groundless.

The shadow swayed, a lot of red, starting from the treetops on the top of the mountain, dripping and dyeing water, becoming an absolute scarlet, and the long stream did not stop, and at this moment I was in it.

Cold.

Chill through the coldness of the soul.

Surrounded by red, a floating human face, a human form, a trembling palm raised majestically, whirring in the air, he pumped towards his face.

Closer.

It was about to be whipped in his face, but in the end, it suddenly reversed, changed his face, and hit a long sorrow.

"Smack~!"

His hand slapped his face, ruthlessly, and the blood was long: "Son, why aren't you filial?"

"Smack~!"

The old man's hand slapped the old man's face, deep, and the blood was deep: "Son, why aren't you filial?"

"Smack~!"

The dry bones chiseled the lonely face, stiff, and the blood flowed stiffly: "Son, my mother misses you, why don't you come to see me?"

"Whew~!"

It's the road to the sky, it's a high platform, lie down, lie down, bow to the law, open the knife and ask for it, and wait for death.