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Yangjian, inside the rest room of the detention center.

Zhong Shu held Wen Zhong's body and didn't dare to move, but she suddenly found that Wen Zhong's body was twisted, and he suddenly bled from his seven orifices. Moreover, in the clean and empty lounge of the detention center, many unknown insects suddenly appeared, crawling towards Wenzhong.

What spiders, scorpions, centipedes, toads, ants...... And so on, from all corners of the crawl out of the continuous outpouring of poison, endless!

This scene frightened Zhong Shu and jumped away screaming.

In addition to being frightened, Zhong Shu suddenly thought that Wen Zhong was still in the seven-day Yang Tribulation, if it was calculated according to the time, it was the beginning of the sixth day, but what was everything in front of him?

Devoured by 10,000 insects?

Zhong Shu suddenly thought of what Master Zhong Kui said: Seven days is difficult, it is difficult to come from all directions, you can't hide from it, you can't avoid it! All this in front of him is obvious, Wen Zhong is difficult to spend seven days in advance.

In other words, Wen Zhong is now suffering from both the six-day tribulation and the seven-day tribulation...... This is an unprecedented catastrophe that has never been seen before!

What happened to him in the underworld, and he was triggered in advance? Zhong Shu couldn't figure it out, and he couldn't help, if he did it himself, he could only help!

Zhong Shu silently closed the door of the lounge, and could only watch countless insects and poisons gush out, drowning Wen Zhong's body half sitting on the sofa in an instant.

"Hmm...... Woowoo woo ......"

Standing in the corridor, Zhong Shuyu covered his mouth with his hands, trying to keep himself from crying, but the tears in his eyes kept rolling down like beads with broken threads.

She couldn't do anything about all this, she was really powerless......

She hated, hated that she couldn't help, hated her lack of strength, and hated this inexplicable seven-day tribulation, why did it appear on these people with pure souls, all of this, she hated.

Hate just found a support, and was possessed by such a terrible catastrophe......

"Gotta hold on...... I believe you ......" Zhong Shu's eyes rubbed with tears, holding on to the window outside the window, looking at Wen Zhong's body that was submerged in various poisons, tears blurred his eyes again, wetting the windowsill.

......

Yellow Springs Road in the underworld.

The black clouds in the sky gradually dissipated......

There was only one body left on the ground, a man with fluttering black hair, and many lonely ghosts around him...... If you look closely, these black hairs are black lightning that is struggling and flickering...... At this time, he was still in this person's body, drilling in and out, decomposing the soul body vigorously.

The soul body splits, heals again, splits and heals again.

It was the soul body of Wen Zhong who suffered from the thunder tribulation.

At this time, he was already unconscious, his soul body was frozen in the posture of half-kneeling and pinching people, and the soul body of Zihe who was pressed to the ground was also gradually dissipating at this time, he did not carry the aftermath of the thunder tribulation, one step ahead of Wen Zhong, his soul flew away, and his body died!

From the outside, Wen Zhong's soul body is also gradually dissipating, if it weren't for the protection of the soul clothes he wore on his body, he would definitely be split between this heaven and earth in an instant.

The black thunder tribulation that goes straight to the soul, Rao is that you have countless treasures to protect yourself, and it is also useless.

Even the formed soul cloak was torn apart from time to time, and then it was automatically repaired, and it seemed that the soul cloak was also fighting against the black lightning.

At this time, Wen Zhong's soul sea had already turned up stormy waves, not like the sea, that soul land was not as good as a small river, but the place where the soul power was piled up was stuffed with energy bodies of various colors...... There is the power of the soul, the power of the ghost, and the unknown purple energy of the purple river, which is gathered together by countless lightning black rays, shuttling wantonly, destroying this place.

In the eyes of outsiders, Wen Zhong has died.

At this time, Wen Zhong's consciousness was no longer in his soul body.

Instead, it appeared in an unknown place.

"Here?" Wen Zhong couldn't feel his body, nor did he feel his soul body, but he felt that he was not dead, or that his consciousness had not dissipated.

"What's wrong with me?"

"Before the lightning tribulation hit me, I remembered to use "Devouring of Demons" to replenish my consumption...... It still doesn't seem to work......"

"Isn't the soul the ......? I remember my soul dissipating...... This? ”

Wen Zhong couldn't say why, but he vaguely felt that this catastrophe was not so simple. It floated in this endless void, moving back and forth.

"Where is this?" Wen Zhong wanted to shout, but he couldn't make a sound, but he clearly felt that his voice wanted to shout resounded through this endless void.

Floating forward, Wen Zhong suddenly felt the existence of someone else, or the existence of someone else's consciousness and thoughts. It's a feeling of struggle, wanting to escape, but not being able to.

In this consciousness and thought, there is a forced anger to bite, tear apart, and destroy......

And many, many, many ......

All gathered together towards one goal: "Tear Wenzhong apart, destroy Wenzhong, tear Wenzhong apart, stop Wenzhong...... Go ......."

"They're coming at me?" Wen Zhong only felt that his scalp was fried, although he didn't have a scalp...... But the feeling of panic still existed, and he quickly floated to the side.

A large amount of intangible matter was huddled together in this dark void. Wen Zhong's consciousness floated in place, looking at the other party, and he was even more puzzled in his heart.

At first, I thought that these invisible substances with thoughts were coming to attack them, but they were crowded in the place where they had just stayed, what was this for?

Immediately afterwards, the void was filled with all kinds of thoughts again, not only that: "Tear Wenzhong, destroy Wenzhong, tear Wenzhong, stop Wenzhong......"

More often, cries of misery, cries for help, remorse...... It's more of an obsession, which Wen Zhong felt...... Just when Wen Zhong couldn't figure it out, the void in front of him suddenly changed.

It became a scene on the Yellow Springs Road.

At this time, countless lonely souls and wild ghosts rushed towards a person covered with black beard on the ground, one by one, not afraid of life and death. But as soon as these lonely souls and wild ghosts approached, they were hit by the thunderbolt of the black beard, and their souls instantly collapsed and dissipated between heaven and earth.

It turns out that the clumps of invisible matter are the obsessions left behind by these lonely souls and wild ghosts, or the thoughts and ideas left behind......

What they besieged was Wen Zhong's soul body that had not yet dissipated.

"It turns out that this is what it feels like after the soul body collapses and really dies!" Wen Zhong seems to have discovered a new realm, which is still an empty and empty void, although it contains many thoughts and consciousnesses. At this stage, Wen Zhong is powerless except to watch silently.

I can only watch these lonely souls and wild ghosts go forward and send them to death.

"You are so obsessed, and there are still so many things to be done, why do you still want to send them to death?" Wen Zhong's heart ached, watching the lonely souls and wild ghosts disappear one by one, and their bodies died, and the whole person was powerless.

Facing these lonely ghosts who were like moths to a fire, Wen Zhong almost went crazy.

Endless lonely souls and wild ghosts have come from all directions to join this crazy army. Wen Zhong's consciousness floated in mid-air, looking at these lonely souls and wild ghosts, he could feel the thoughts and consciousness of the other party, as if this matter was not what they wanted.

"Are you leaving......"

"I promised you, I promised you to help you......"

"Don't come back to ...... death"

"I beg you to ......"

Wen Zhong shouted weakly in his heart, wanting these lonely souls and wild ghosts to hear, but ...... Didn't work.

Just as Wen Zhong was circling around these lonely souls and wild ghosts, he suddenly saw a slightly bald man in the distance, his face was pale and helpless, but his eyes were showing a scarlet light, and he walked towards the army of lonely souls and wild ghosts step by step, and it seemed that he was going to join.

"Zhang Ming?"

"Director Zhang Ming, don't you...... You still have a case to solve, and your son is framed...... Wake up. Wen Zhong floated to Zhang Ming's soul body and shouted with all his might.

Zhang Ming's soul body obviously struggled on his face, but it disappeared immediately, and continued to walk towards the lonely souls and wild ghosts that were gathered together.

"Don't send to death...... Don't ......"

"You're all leaving......"

"Thief God, are you in calamity? You are a thug, you are not caring for the life or death of living beings! ”

"Thou hast committed such a great sin that thou hast not died well!"

Wen Zhong followed Zhang Ming and squeezed into the crowd of lonely souls and wild ghosts, and then saw his shattered and swaying soul body, which was drilled in and out by countless black thunder hairs, wantonly destroying.

The bewitched lonely souls and wild ghosts tore Wen Zhong's soul one after another, but as soon as they touched it, they instantly dissipated and disappeared...... What remains on his face is remorse!

In the void, there are countless obsessions, all kinds of thoughts, and wills, and more and more ...... There are more and more lonely ghosts and wild ghosts who are scattered.

"Let's go, let's go, I'm dead...... It's gone...... I beg you not to be sent to death......" Wen Zhong wept bitterly, grief, although he had no substance, but this feeling has been extending.

Constantly expanding, extending, and absorbing......

Suddenly, countless thoughts, wills, and obsessions were gathered into Wen Zhong's body, to be precise, in Wen Zhong's thoughts, or in his consciousness.

"Before I died, I didn't have time to see the child...... I'd love to see it! ”

"My son is not filial, I can't honor you well, I really want to live a few more years......"

"I am unwilling to have a vicious person who destroys my happy family!"

"I just want to see my relatives again......"

"Where is this...... Why am I dead, I am not willing to ......"

"I still haven't finished my studies, and my parents must be very sad......"

"This is not a battlefield! I can't die yet, I want to go back to the battlefield and fight the enemy! ”

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PS: Thank you again for your support, can I ask for another wave of recommendations? A lot of people have been run away by what I said bluntly? (Covering his face and laughing and crying...... ）

Yaoguang told me that I was writing too fast...... My later chapters have to be changed to 2000 word chapters, because what? (Guess it yourself: laugh and cry!) Uh-huh, that's it...... Hold off the shelves, you guys have fun, quack.

Two chapters a day, one chapter is 2000 words, depending on the situation, add more, and if it is put on the shelf, you have to wait for a while to make a decision.