Bei Mingyuan was noncommittal, and casually opened the small bag he had just taken out. There were five glass bottles smaller than Xin Huohuo's little finger, containing a bright red liquid.

"It's ...... Blood?" she asked.

"Mackay killed five people, and this is the blood of their descendants, leaving the mark of their lives. Bei Mingyuan slowly opened the bottles and placed them on the small table in front of the hospital bed one by one, "Isn't it more interesting to use such blood to set up a phantom array?"

This is indeed the best revenge! A person who has done something wrong, no matter how frustrated he is, is not completely justified, so in the face of his own cruelty, he has some weakness in his heart after all. And Bei Mingyuan actually prepared all the blood in advance, which shows that he has already thought about what to do.

Xin Huohuo doesn't understand philosophy, that's too profound. But for some reason, the current situation reminds her of two famous words of Sartre: existence and nothingness. Others are hell.

Just between existence and nothingness, Mackay is about to fall into the hell of others. Although there was no trial, this was the best way to deal with Mackay.

At this point, Xin Huohuo must admit that what Bei Mingyuan did at this time was too much to her heart.

She stepped forward and looked at Ma Kai.

Closer, she could clearly see the rapid fluttering of Ma Kai's eyeballs under his eyelids. It can be seen how desperately he wanted to escape, how much he wanted to get rid of it all, and how frightened and uneasy he was.

But he can't! He can't do anything! Any emotional reaction in his body can't be reflected on the instrument, and I don't know how Bei Mingyuan did it.

"I feel a little bit of joy in my heart. She said to Ma Kai seriously, "You used to make others sad and desperate, so that others have no way to seek help, and now you have tasted it." Therefore, it is too right to say that you should not do to others as you would have them do unto you. After speaking, she took two steps back and made way for Bei Mingyuan.

"Go and lift the covers. Bei Mingyuan ordered her.

Xin Huohuo didn't talk nonsense, just do it.

Probably afraid that Ma Kai, who had been bedridden for a long time, would develop bedsores, under the thick white quilt printed with the hospital's red LOGO, he was only wearing a pair of shorts, his thin and pale limbs stretched weakly, and under the wrinkled and dull skin, the blue blood vessels lay quietly like twisted worms. On his chest, the ribs were one by one, and if he didn't have that layer of skin, he could have been put directly in the medical laboratory as a human bone specimen.

At this moment, Xin Huohuo suddenly had a faint pity for Ma Kai.

When a man is about to die, his words are good, and when a bird is dying, his song is also mourning. He's got to this point, and yet he still wants to hurt others. Is it really good to be selfish to this extent? Why don't you let go of your life and let go of yourself? But the debt he owes must be repaid! If he is given another chance, he will certainly be obsessed with it and do it even more ruthlessly.

"Open the bottle too. Bei Mingyuan commanded again.

Xin Huohuo did as he said, and when he saw Bei Mingyuan stretching out his hand, he handed over an opened bottle.

Bei Mingyuan steadily poured blood on Ma Kai's seal hall.

Because there was not much blood in each vial, the blood poured out formed a bead of blood the size of a fingernail, which stopped there. Then, Bei Mingwan handed over the other four bottles of Xin Huohuo and dropped them on his limbs.

The two cooperated tacitly, and inexplicably, Xin Huohuo felt that they were like performing surgery on Ma Kai. She's a nurse, and he's a handsome god of surgery.

In the end, Bei Mingyuan pointed the middle finger of his right hand at the center of his eyebrows, and somehow condensed a drop of demonic blood, which dropped in the middle of Ma Kai's chest. Subsequently, he immediately cast a spell.

Xin Huohuo has to admit that he really likes to listen to Bei Mingyuan recite spells. Although he couldn't understand what he was reading, his voice was so good, and the incantations were short and rhythmic, and they sounded like poetry to Xin Huohuo's ears.

And after Bei Mingyuan finished reciting the spell, Xin Huohuo strangely found that the five drops of blood had become five complex fonts that he didn't recognize, just like an invisible pen in the air, using blood as ink, and writing with a low back. When the drop of demonic blood dripping on his chest turned into a red blood mist like a burn, and seeped into his skin, those five words suddenly disappeared.

"Alright. Bei Mingyuan exhaled softly.

"That's good?" Xin Huohuo was stunned, thinking that there was still a more difficult step or something.

"It's just a hellish fantasy, how complicated can it be?"

"This ...... Can you trap him and punish him?"

Bei Mingyuan turned his face sideways, and a hint of danger floated out of his eyes, "Do you suspect that I lied to you?"

"No, no. The answer was a bit polite.

"Well, hearing is false, seeing is believing. Bei Mingyuan smiled disapprerovingly, "Come, you check it yourself." He held out his hand.

"Check what?" Xin Huohuo habitually shrank back.

"Look at Hell Vision, see what Makay is doing. ”

"No, I don't. "Isn't that going to hell too, she doesn't want it......

However, she had no choice but to refuse. Bei Mingyuan reached out and grabbed her into his arms.

At last, she understood what the dangerous feeling was: he was going to capture her into the illusion!

She felt him wrap his arms around him, as if he had spread his broad wings, and though he hadn't, he still enveloped her whole body in the darkness. She could almost see herself turn to ashes and disappear in an instant!

When I opened my eyes again, I was already in an empty corridor, with a bluestone brick wall on one side and a glass curtain wall on the other. The corridor was dark and dark in front and back, and she didn't know where she was, except for a light from nowhere, shrouded her head.

"Bei Mingyuan, Bei Mingyuan, Bei Mingyuan......" she screamed in fright.

"East. Bei Mingyuan's voice came from the darkness.

But where could she tell the difference between east and west, north and south, and turned around in a hurry, just hitting him on the chest.

"Without such scary, I have claustrophobia and can't be alone in a closed place. She clutched at his clothes.

"I'm not there?" Bei Mingyuan pulled Xin Huohuo's shoulder, "Look over there." ”

Xin Huohuo passively looked over, and saw that the glass curtain wall was brighter at some point, and the scenery and characters could be seen clearly. It's like she's in a zoo, an aquarium, watching the slaughter in the hunting grounds.

Ma Kai ran like a frightened rabbit, but he kept spinning in place, with no way out. The five "living" Dong Mou are the most glamorous images in their lives, some with whips in their hands, some with archers and pistols and other things, and they are hunting Ma Kai together.

Ma Kai could not escape, he was caught again and again, hanged again and again, buried alive, sawed off from the middle, hacked to death with a knife, and skinned...... He screamed in horror and begged for mercy loudly, but he received no mercy at all.

"I'm not looking, take me away!" Xin Huohuo couldn't stand it and covered his face.

"Hell is nothing more than that. Bei Mingyuan was very calm, but he was actually indifferent, "Otherwise, you think that you can be forgiven as long as you repent, right? There is no forgiveness in hell, how much you owe, how much you repay." If there is forgiveness in hell and there is no deterrent effect on the world, how bad do you think people can become?"

"I'm scared. She showed weakness, and tears were about to fall out.

Normal people, who can endure such torture scenes?

(Three more will be served.) Chapter Topic: There is no forgiveness in hell. Roaring, I suddenly felt so tall and tall. (To be continued.) )