"Where am I?"

What about hands? What about the feet? Why can't you feel your presence anymore?

What's going on?

Mo Kongjing opened her eyes in confusion, and the first thing she saw was an endless stream of rock lava, but strangely she didn't feel the scorching temperature. And although she can see it, she can't feel her existence at all.

Wasn't she in that dilapidated log cabin? Why did she suddenly appear in this hellish place, what did she do at the time? By the way, it seems to have hit something, and then he lost consciousness.

So, where exactly is she now?

A cold whip landed on her back without warning, and the place where the whip had been whipped immediately became a hot pain.

"What a daze! Hurry forward, the rest is still waiting! ”

It wasn't until this moment that she realized that her body still existed! But、But how can the hands be locked by chains!

Again, the pain of the whip was unbearable, and it looked as if the bones were about to be broken.

"That's you! What a daze, hurry up! ”

She subconsciously turned her head, and when she saw where she was, when she saw a neat line of ghosts behind her, her pupils shrank sharply, and she couldn't help but show a look of disbelief.

The ghosts' expressions were confused, as if they were unconscious. Wielding the whip were black figures standing on top of the rocks, all of whose bodies were obscured by a layer of black armor and a hideous and terrifying ghostly face. Standing on top of the magma, he waved the long whip in his hand again and again, as if Shura had descended.

Is she—is she already like these ghosts?

Or rather, she's already dead?!

Grinning in pain, "hiss" looked up at the figure who had whipped her three times and raised her hand again, and she hurriedly walked away in pain.

There was barely enough people to cross the hot stone bridge, and the long line of ghosts looked so orderly.

Mo Kongjing walked cautiously on the stone bridge, although she couldn't feel the temperature at all now, but with her feet on the stone bridge, the hot magma below really made people feel their scalp numb at a glance, and if they fell, it would be a catastrophe!

I don't know if my expression is as dull as those confused ghosts who seem to have lost their souls, and I don't know how long I have been gone. There was a force behind him, a force so strong that it was impossible to resist.

When I looked up again, the blazing scene had disappeared without a trace, replaced by a cold aura that made people feel the creepy various torture instruments. Squatting above the public hall sat an expressionless judge, and next to him stood a ghost envoy wearing a white ghost face.

They just stood there without saying a word, which gave people an overwhelming coercion, and people couldn't help but be afraid from the bottom of their hearts.

"The people in the hall have reported their names!"

The loud voice startled her, and she subconsciously looked at the judge sitting on the high hall, and the serious expression and the natural air of justice couldn't help but be convincing.

had to bow her head under the eaves of people, and how did she die? Thinking like this, she bowed dignifiedly, "Little girl Mo Kongjing." ”

Shaking the pu fan in his hand, the ghost envoy wearing a white ghost face said in surprise: "It's weird, it's weird, whether it's in the mortal world or in the immortal cultivation world, your yang life has not yet arrived, how can you go down to the underworld?" ”

That's what she wants to ask! At such a young age, why did she go down to the underworld! It was strange in his heart, and when Mo Kongjing was about to speak, the judge suddenly said, "You only have your own cause of death?" ”

Death? It's like waking up from a sleep and going to the underworld, could it be that the female ghost did the tricks? Her thoughts were full of thoughts, but it was obvious that the judge and the ghost envoy were carrying her reply, and she could only tell the truth first: "Judge Qiqi, the little girl doesn't know the cause of her death, and she doesn't know why she came here. ”

Brushing his long beard, the judge and the envoy glanced at each other, and then raised his pen to write something one by one. It wasn't until the last stroke fell that the judge raised his head expressionlessly and said: "You Mo is empty, your birth date is unknown, and the cause of death is unknown, so for the time being, you will enter the city of vain death and wait for the fate!" ”

Looking at the token that was thrown in front of him, Mo Kongjing was stunned, it is understandable that the cause of death is unknown, but what is the unknown birthdate? It can't even be that there is no record of when she was born and when she died, right?

However, no one gave her much time to think, only to see two ghost-faced servants appear out of nowhere and begin to drag her unceremoniously to another place.

Wait, what did she just hear? Dead City? What the hell is that place! Listening to the name doesn't look like a good stubble!

After the figure was completely dragged away by the ghost-faced servant, the ghost envoy said respectfully: "Your Excellency, this time the matter is very strange, we have to think about it in the long run." ”

After pondering for a moment, the judge nodded heavily: "The cause of death is unknown, not even the date of birth, for thousands of years, there has never been a person with an unknown date in the book of life and death." Let's go into the city of the dead for the time being, and see how she has been created. ”

The ghost envoy nodded, frowning sadly, now it was an eventful time, and the lord happened to hope that this time, nothing big would happen to the city of vain

"Believe it or not, I'll kill you now?"

It was like Shura's cold voice sounding in his ears, and he couldn't help but shiver, but what was this fear compared to the sadness in his heart? Xiao Yihan looked at the figure in front of him with tears streaming down his face, and his choked throat could only make a fragmented sound. After half a ring, he was able to utter a complete sentence: "I don't care what the teacher is, the uncle begs the uncle to save the master."

In the dilapidated wooden house, it was Jiajia's thin figure who was tied with fairy ropes and grinning in pain. The body couldn't stop making a 'zizzle' sound, and the fairy qi on the immortal rope was about to tear her body apart!

She trembled and looked at the red figure with a frightened face, and when she saw the red shadow, her first reaction was to run away, desperately fleeing, but this thought was stifled the moment that person appeared. You can't escape at all!

Even her body had begun to twist in pain, and although she had forcibly resisted the sound, the pain was unbearable for her. The body, the body is about to be torn apart! Screaming in pain, grinning and screaming

She never knew that after becoming a ghost, the pain would be magnified so much! Pain, pain, pain! I can't stand it at all, it's like tearing!

"It's noisy."

Everything seemed to return to calm, and after one last glance at the broken wooden house, Jiajia finally showed a relieved smile. Finally, I don't have to endure the torture anymore, the woman in the red dress is really the devil. But I'm finally relieved.

Before her body completely dissipated, she looked at the cold body lying on the ground, and she showed a triumphant smile.

What if you kill me? Substitute for the dead ghost is for the dead ghost, with this woman backing up, but it is not a loss at all. Slowly, the smile grew bigger and bigger, until the moment she completely dissipated, and when she saw the slowly opening door, there was only a deep disbelief in her eyes.

How, how is it possible?!