There is no dark sky and day in hell, and the poetic picture kicked the new hanged ghost who had just arrived, and when he turned his feet, the hanged ghost was pulled back and stepped directly under his feet, and his consciousness threatened the other party coldly:

"Who are you fooling, take me to the dwelling place of the dead."

"Girl, girl, you start lightly, even if I don't die, it hurts." This hanged ghost was forced to be in debt and cornered to end his life, but he didn't expect to be sentenced to the eighteenth layer of hell in the underworld, because he couldn't stand the criminal law and escaped, it was also his back, just escaped and met the poetry of the mess, was caught, beaten half to death, and forced him to find something to do, he just came here to know a bird.

Shiruhua is also forced to be helpless, can't always be trapped here, today in the main hall to see the Hou, she made up her mind to secretly find the Houhou to take her out of hell, the last time the Houhou was not to leave hell to see her at the inn.

"If you don't want to die, take me to find a place to live, otherwise, I will really let you die in hell, and you will not be able to live forever." The threat of cold consciousness.

The hanged ghost cried with a sad face, rolled his eyes and hurriedly asked for help from the surrounding ghosts, and the surrounding ghosts saw that he wanted to go back and forth and hurriedly hula and disperse, they had seen the power of poetry, destroying souls with one palm, such people were not something they could provoke without an owner.

"This big brother. Hurry up and save me, I really don't know what kind of dwelling place it is. "The hanged ghost was trampled under his feet, crying for his father and mother, and a large number of tears were shed.

Shiruhua's cold eyes shot over, and the ghost who was called the eldest brother by the hanged ghost was frightened, and just wanted to dodge in the ghost group, but was restrained by Shiruhua's palm, clenched tightly in the palm of his hand, and said coldly:

"If you want to die, I'll kill you with one palm."

The ghost, known as the eldest brother, laughed, trembled, and hurriedly said:

"Girl, girl, let go first, I say, I say."

Shiruhua let go of him, and the ghost hung his head, his eyes rolled, and he raised a flattering smile while coughing, and said:

"Girl, I don't know anything about this hanged ghost, you better let him go, I know where you live, I'll take you there."

After pondering for a while, Shiruhua let go of his foot and kicked him away, and said coldly:

"Now that you know where you live, take me directly."

"Okay, okay, girl, I'll take you!" The moment this ghost turned around, his grimace became eerie and terrifying, and at the moment when he looked at it picturesquely, he became sneering again, flattering, and obediently leading the way ahead.

The hanged man, who had just gotten up, blinked his cloudy eyes and muttered quietly:

"It's strange, isn't the direction this big brother going in the direction of the eighteenth layer of hell? Could it be that the death in that woman's mouth is in the eighteenth layer of hell? ”

The wild ghost came to a place shrouded in black gas with picturesque picturesqueness, and there was a black hole in the middle of this place with a cold air, bubbling black fog bubbling outward, leaning down to see the steps spreading down one by one and not seeing the bottom.

"Girl, please come down with me."

As he spoke, the wild ghost walked down the steps, his eyes flickered, and he followed the picturesque and fell down the steps, the further down he went, the heavier the yin qi became, and the cold air became thicker and thicker, making people tremble from the heart.

I don't know how many steps I walked, at the moment when I finally landed, the wild ghost who led the way flashed, the ghost was gone, the picturesque gaze was stagnant, and then there was an extremely strong cold air in front of her, and a looming scream came into the ear drums, she instantly understood that this was not the residence of Hou Zhen at all, she was deceived by the wild ghost.

Shiruhua gritted her teeth secretly, she didn't leave, and walked forward step by step, a temple door was in front, and the temple door flickered above it. Tongue Pulling Hell' four dark characters, the scene in front of her made her face change suddenly, her eyes were frozen for a moment, only to see that in this wide and boundless hall, countless lonely souls and wild ghosts were tied to the wall pillars with black gas, one by one the ghost judge of the underworld broke open the mouth of the ghost, clamped the tongue with iron tongs, and slowly lengthened, the ghost of pain trembled violently, and let out a whining scream, the ghost judge was indifferent and still slowly pulled his tongue out, until the tongue was uprooted, black blood gushed out, and the ghost was sent to the next layer of hell.

Shiru's heart was frightened, his face was slightly pale, his eyes left here, and he caught a glimpse of a whirlpool-like black hole next to the 'tongue-pulling hell', and a staircase spread down, Shiruhua couldn't bear to look at it anymore, so he walked down the steps to the next layer of hell, and when he raised his eyes, he saw a flickering ' above the temple door. Scissors hell', poetic and picturesque eyebrows, what hell is this, stepping into the main hall, suddenly startled by the scene in front of him, shrouded in black gas and unable to see the edge of the hall, countless lonely souls and wild ghosts were tied to the stone bed with black fog, their arms stretched out and tied tightly, one by one the ghost judges stood in front of them expressionlessly, holding scissors and cutting off ten fingers without blinking, the lonely souls and wild ghosts screamed and struggled, their faces were white and could not be whiter, and then the black fog around the stone bed covered the ghosts, and when the black fog dispersed again, they found that a new ghost was tied, and each ghost judge repeated the same action as always, and the poetry looked straight in the eyesThis is the cruel eighteen layers of hell, everyone in the world will enter the eighteen layers of hell after death, and endure countless punishments, but they cannot be reborn.

Shiruhua turned around and was about to leave, a black hand instantly put on her shoulder, a cold breath invaded the side of the face, Shiruhua slowly looked sideways, only to see a yin ghost judge staring at her directly, the black mist swirling in his eyes, he couldn't see the whites of his eyes and pupils, his lip liquid was black, his face was very white, white like snow, looking terrible.

"You're not a ghost, you're human!" The Yin Ghost Judge spit out word by word, and the eerie cold air he spit out made people tremble.

"Yes, I'm human, so what?" Consciousness passed coldly, and at the same time, Shi Ruhua bent over, crossed over, turned his hand and waved it over, and the Yin Ghost Judge suddenly seemed to be burned, his arms danced wildly, and layers of black mist rose, blocking everything, he took a deep breath, staring at the picturesque dark eyes flowing with terrifying black qi, like a whirlpool spinning faster and faster.

In less than a moment, almost all of the Yin Ghost Judges in 'Scissors Hell' pounced on Shiruhua's side.

Shiruhua frowned, she didn't want to alarm the Yin Ghost Judge here, hurriedly dodged and missed, and swept towards the exit, since she came, these Yin Ghost Judges would not let her go, a few wisps of black smoke swept by, instantly blocked the door of the main hall, and swept over, Shiruxiang was shocked, the white light in the palm of her hand burst out, illuminating the dark hall, all the Yin Ghost Judges closed their eyes at the same time as the white light exploded, and the white light exploded in the middle of the Yin Ghost Judge like fireworks, instantly drowning all, Shiruto and quickly split the Yin Ghost Judge who blocked the door of the main hall, The moment the figure flashed, Bai Qing appeared at the entrance of the second layer of hell, a white robe stood in the pitch-black air, the cold eyes looked at her quietly, the poetry flew around, floated down, Bai Qing didn't say anything, the light of his fingers swirled at the door of the hall, and an invisible light blocked the Yin Ghost Judge, who was shot by the white light, the body of the Yin Ghost Judge was snorting and emitting green smoke, and it was about to dissipate, Bai Qing raised his hand, and a black light swept through, instantly burying all the Yin Ghost Judges who were emitting green smoke.

"How did you end up here?" Bai Qing turned around and left, and he didn't look at the picturesque look.

Shiruhua followed him out of the eighteenth layer of hell and came to it, looking at the palace walls that towered into the sky around him, his heart couldn't help but become irritable, Bai Qing stared at her coldly, and said:

"You want to leave here, but you mistakenly break into the eighteen layers of hell, poetic and picturesque, here, how can your little human be break into at will."

"You shut up for me, white love, others may be afraid of you, but I am not afraid of you when I am picturesque, so you don't say useless words to me." The poetry is picturesque and angry, and she has not done anything for a long time, and there is a big fire in her stomach, which is not pleasing to anyone at this time.

Bai Qing frowned, turned around and left, lazy to worry about her, Shiruhua saw that he was leaving, and stepped forward a few steps to block the way:

"Bai Qing, tell me where he lives, I'm going to take him away."

Bai Qing sneered, looking at her with cold eyes:

"Why did you take him out of here?"

"Just by ......" Shiruhua suddenly smiled, and his consciousness floated in Bai Qing's ears.

"Just because your lord of hell is a severed arm, and likes men, how shall it be?"

Bai Qing's face really changed, staring at her coldly for a long time, her eyes changed a few times, and then she gritted her teeth and snorted:

"Poetry is picturesque, and smart people have always had short lives!"

"Hehehe. Thank you for your warning, but unfortunately, my poetry has always been hard, and no one can help me, Bai Qing, I think, the dignified lord of hell imprisoned a merman in hell, it is also a very secret thing, as his subordinates, how can you also think about his reputation, even if you don't think about his reputation, being known by the lord of the underworld and the king of the underworld, I am afraid it will cause some chaos. ”

Bai Qing squinted, staring at her like a knife, but unfortunately, Shiruhua ignored it directly, calmly waiting for his reply.

After a long time, Bai Qing spoke:

"Picturesque, as long as you have the ability to leave hell with you, I will help you!" Bai Qing and Hei Sha are directly under the orders of the Underworld, but they do not agree with the Underworld Burning Yin to imprison human beings in hell, just like the poetry says, if this matter is known by the Hades King, the consequences are very serious, the dignified Yama King will pity those ghosts who have died to death, and privately let them return to the Yang Shenxue, and the Hades King knows, from the first hall master of the ten halls of the underworld to the fifth hall of the Hades Lord, and the lord of hell is smaller than the hall master, if it is really known by the Hades king, no one knows what the consequences will be, not to mention, The hall master of the ten halls of Yan Jun has always been secretly intrigued, you fight with me, never stop, in case it is really known by the fifth hall lord Yama King, I am afraid, the consequences will be very disastrous