"Okay, Sen Xue, don't cry! It's time for us to go! ”

"Woo ~ Woo ~ Brother, I, why am I so stupid, I should have thought that my uncle was that ancient hero a long time ago."

"Okay, stop crying! The old-timer is gone, and it is precisely because he is a big hero that you have to uphold his will and complete his unfinished dream for him! ”

"Woo~ his dream? What is it? ”

"Revenge, of course! The gods who attacked him and sent him to hell, sooner or later, we will also enter the world of the gods and seek justice for him! ”

"Okay! Brother, Na Senxue must avenge her uncle and defeat the gods in the sky!! ”

"Yes, Mori Xue is the best!"

Chen Xihao lovingly stroked Sen Xue's little head, then took her hand and walked along the passage in the center of the earth towards the eighth layer of hell of [Table Hell], the Ice Hell.

Seeing the boundless ice lake again, as well as the people who were being tortured and dying in the ice lake, Chen Xihao sighed slightly.

Hell is still hell, whether it's [Table Hell] or [Inner Hell], it's always so uncomfortable in the heart.

Mori Xue closed her eyes the whole time when she fell into hell, and even when she entered the most terrifying [Inner Hell], she often fell asleep.

Seeing such a terrifying scene at this moment, she was so frightened that her hairs stood up, and at first she could lean on Chen Xihao's back to walk a few steps, but then she jumped directly on Chen Xihao's back and refused to take a step down again.

Because, the heads of those people in the ice lake were exposed to the ice, and the faces were still trembling, more and more, so dense that they could hardly get off their feet, and the whimpering moans of the terrible and miserable people in the torture were all in one piece, like countless ghosts in the empty and dead space, wanting to pour out the horrors of hell in the ears of the living.

Chen Xihao's expression did not change at all, although he lost his mind after ten years of killing, but after waking up, all the painful memories were deeply imprinted in his mind, compared with the sense of crisis behind him that he had to be cautious every second, and always put the sense of crisis behind him, the terrifying scene in front of him that scared children was not put in his eyes at all.

After walking for more than ten hours, Chen Xihao took Sen Xue to leave the four rings of the Ice Hell, and then entered the seventh prison of the [Table Hell], the Ten Howling Hell.

In this layer of hell, ghosts have begun to appear, Chen Xihao carefully carried the snow on his back, and climbed carefully on the dark and hidden ridge.

Below the valley, in the passage surrounded by the nine curves of the Yellow River, every tens of miles, there will be a huge open space filled with gunpowder smoke and sulfur.

Above the clearing, groups of tortured people are numbly driven by the ghosts, carrying out cruel punishments that seem to never have been completed.

For example, the ten trenches (poisonous little hell): the tortured people have to drink a bowl of red medicine first, and then jump into the hot pit with thick green foam, only for a moment, the skin and hair on their bodies are melting under the poisonous soaking, and the miserable howl resounded through the valley, but unfortunately the torture is not over, only the body with white bones is still struggling in the poison, and the mandibles that are closed click up and down, but can no longer make a sound, Unfortunately, only the skeleton remained and they still did not seem to be dead, and the weak white bone arms stretched out to the sky, as if they wanted the supplicant to die a happy death, and as if they were begging for forgiveness from the gods.

"Brother, let's go, don't look at it, it's too cruel here, even if the body is destroyed, only the bones are left, and even the soul will be tortured."

Sen Xue cautiously poked her head out of Chen Yin's back, and quickly retracted it, as if she couldn't bear to witness this miserable scene.

"Okay, let's go. Mori Xue? Why do you say that their souls are also tormented? ”

"The ghost pawns here are so ruthless, the medicine they poured into these people in advance can temporarily keep the human soul from dissipating, those white bones struggling in the pool, the white soul fire in the eye sockets has not been extinguished, and the outer edge of the soul fire has another layer of red light, it should be that medicine, so even if the body is gone, their souls are still being tortured in the end, until the effect of the medicine ends."

Sen Xue's words reminded Chen Xihao of Sen Xue's two special skills "Eye of the Gods" and "Divine Medical Technique" that he saw from the panel, and it seems that he can see through the soul, which is the role of Sen Xue's "Eye of the Gods".

From the majestic and steep ridge, Chen Xihao and Sen Xue passed through other nine howling hells, the nine trenches (stone mills), the eight trenches (copper pillars), the seven trenches (poisonous snakes), the six trenches (cow pits), the five trenches (oil pots), the four trenches (knife cutting), the three howls (peeling), the two trenches (tongue pulling), and the one trenches (whipping)

In hell, day and night, the scene is always the same, and the scene that falls into the eye, in addition to torture and death, is more cruel torture and death.

As the journey progressed, Sen Xue was no longer afraid, but in her heart, a shadow was cast, and many questions were added.

Why are there so many people in Hell? What exactly did they do wrong? Are they really all bad guys? Who decreed that people in hell should also suffer this endless torture after death? Is it the gods? Didn't the gods, they do anything wrong?

With all kinds of questions, Sen Xue followed her brother and finally came to the edge of an endless dark river.

"It seems that this is the legendary River Styx, but I don't know which one."

"Brother, how are we going to get over? Is it swimming past? ”

"Swim? Hehe~ Mori Xue, concentrate and look at the bottom of the river again with your eyes. ”

At this moment, the pupils of Chen Yin's eyes had completely turned blood-red, and his eyes stared directly into the River Styx, where there was no edge at all.

Sen Xue was also obedient and concentrated, although she had seen too many terrifying scenes, but the scene in her eyes still made her hair stand up all over her body again,

Where is this river? These are the countless souls without bodies, entwined and entangled, constantly struggling with the dark blue smoke of hell, wailing silently, wriggling, and falling here without stopping, and below their bodies is an empty and bottomless abyss......

"See? So, we can't swim across this river! However, there is another way......"

The color of the red pupils in Chen Xihao's eyes flickered more and more, and he looked straight into the depths of the dark cyan mist of the River Styx......

"What's the method? Brother? Hey, there's another boat in the fog! How could this ship float? It's amazing! ”

When Sen Xue looked up, he also saw the changes that had taken place in the River Styx, it was a canoe floating on the heads of countless resentful spirits, with an ancient shape, and a slender figure was swaying the oars behind him, slowly rowing the boat towards them, getting closer and closer to the shore.

Finally, the old canoe docked on the banks of the River Styx in front of the siblings.

The old man smiled, revealing a mouthful of broken teeth, and his orange-peeled face was full of terrible wrinkles.

"Do you want to cross the river?"

The old man's eerie voice drifted out of the boat and reached the ears of the brother and sister.

“ha……”

Before Sen Xue could shout the word "good", she was covered by Chen Xihao.

Chen Xihao looked at the mysterious and gloomy old man, and asked coldly, "Do you want to charge?" ”