Chapter Twenty-Three: This Time, Not a Word Left Alive!

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"What a nice place to be!"

"Rich people!"

"You look at the things in the house, and they are still thriving, and you will fix these empty heads, and you can't take anything away after death!"

"This time the harvest is okay! The front and back yards add up to thirty, right? ”

"Count these three, and this one."

"This little girl has to be up to a hundred!"

"Hahahaha......."

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The four black shadows in the front and back turned into black gas and entered the room, and then turned into human form.

A crisp black suit with a black coat and a black top hat of the same size from the same manufacturer.

It seems to be as formal as it gets.

However, before their words and deeds, they exude the breath of scum.

They wandered around the house for a long time, playing with a few antiques on the old guy's shelf, and then throwing them back on the shelf in a boring way, and pretending to break one by accident.

Then he walked up to the hammer as if nothing had happened.

Curiously looking at him......

At this time, Hammer looked up at his daughter Xiaohe.

Seeing that she was about to fly to heaven, she was now tied by four black iron chains.

She struggled, trying to rip the black chains off with her little hands.

But when her hand touched the black chains, it burned red.

"Daddy, help me!"

The hammer rushed over desperately, dragging the chain with both hands to help Xiaohe break free.

However, a kick flew from the side, kicked him directly to the ground, and then trampled him there fiercely:

"Gnome, don't be nosy!"

"This girl can top our performance in a month!"

"Look at you like that, you don't really think of her as your own daughter!"

The messenger of the underworld who spoke reached out and touched the heavenly spirit on the top of Keiko's head, and with a movement of his palm, Keiko's soul was kneaded into a cloud of gray gas, which he pinched in the palm of his hand.

"The woman who rode a thousand people went to hell, but she will be punished."

"What's more, she has made it clear that you want to see her is delusional, how can you take it as a deaf ear?"

"That's right! People have said that the child is not yours. You have to snatch it, now it's okay, can the children of other families still live a good life? was so disturbed by you, and hung up directly! ”

"What a scum you are! Why don't we take him away too! ”

As he spoke, the old man's ghost was also pulled out by these messengers from the underworld, and then put it in his pocket casually.

And at this point, someone seems to notice something?

They approached the hammer and watched him closely:

"Did you notice anything wrong?"

"Do you feel it too?"

"I feel it too."

"I feel it very strongly!"

As he spoke, the four messengers of the underworld simultaneously launched four palms and struck the hammer's body.

The ghost of the hammer that was on the head of the head was beaten out of the body.

The four of them stared in disbelief at the ghost of the hammer and the body of the dwarf he had borrowed the corpse.

"Resurrection ??? the Dead"

An envoy from the underworld said in surprise, "Isn't this ancient method lost? How would you? ”

Before the hammer could escape, he was pushed to the ground by another messenger from the underworld, and asked in an extremely stern tone, "Do you know that borrowing the corpse to resurrect the soul in the underworld begins a great sin!! ”

"What luck today!"

The third messenger of the underworld kept sneering and laughing:

"First, I met a rare commodity whose soul returned to heaven, and then I met a criminal who borrowed a corpse to return his soul. Hahaha, don't worry about next month's performance! ”

Until the fourth.

Just calmed down.

"Interrupt his soul body, this girl is about to ascend to heaven, and it will be too late if she doesn't do it!"

Only then did the four messengers gather around Xiaohe again.

In each of his hands, he pulled his own soul chain.

Constantly tighten around the waist of the small lotus.

Trying to pull her out of that light.

Xiaohe screamed in pain:

"Daddy! Save me! Save me! ”

However, just as Hammer was about to get up, his soul was directly cut off by a messenger from the underworld with a short knife he carried.

The hammer that fell to the ground could no longer stand up.

He could only watch as the black iron chain kept tightening around Xiaohe's waist.

Then a black flame erupted, burning with the soul of Xiao He.

Until the black flame covered Xiao He's whole body.

And then .....

Under the pull of the four messengers of the underworld, Xiaohe's soul was finally pulled out of that light.

The auspicious light that descended from the ceiling disappeared with it.

Left behind the little lotus who had fallen on the floor, already burned by the black flames!!

"Bastard! Chop Pieces! You brutes!!! ”

The hammer roared.

He looked at the messengers of the underworld smiling with satisfaction at their wicked deeds.

His roar grew louder and louder.

The gray soul is gradually revealing black.

First the face, then the neck, then the arms.....

Gray turns black faster and faster.

"Is this guy going to turn into a ghost?"

The four messengers of the underworld still didn't care, and sneered: "If you become a powerful ghost, then kill it on the spot, and count it as our performance." ”

As he spoke, he tightened the black soul chain again.

They noticed that there was still a light above Xiao He's head.

"Clean it up, and we can go back and get paid!"

When the four black soul chains tightened again.

The air in the room changed.

It was as if it had frozen in an instant.

This was followed by an evil wind, coming from outside the house.

It was a cane, spinning at a rapid pace.

In an instant, the four black soul chains on Xiaohe's body were all broken.

When the cane landed, a gray soul came out from the top of the cane and protected Xiaohe, and a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl tightly protected Xiaohe in her arms.

His eyes were full of anger:

"You shameless scum of the underworld!!"

She roared at the four messengers of the underworld and cursed:

"Sooner or later, you will be so disillusioned that you won't even have a chance to be ghosts."

The four messengers of the underworld looked at the broken soul chain in their hands, and wondered what kind of material the staff was made of.

But when I saw the girl coming out of the cane, I was immediately rejoiced:

"What a surprise, one after another!"

"There's a fugitive here."

"Hahaha! Don't worry about next month's performance! ”

They laughed, and each pulled out the broken soul chain, and threw it at the girl's body in unison.

"It's obviously the last step, why did you come out with a few of your miscellaneous pieces!!"

And at this moment, a dark shadow.

Jumped in and out at the same time.

Carry the girl and the little girl away.

When they came to their senses and got up, they jumped out with them.

I saw that the black shadow had already placed the girl and the little girl behind him, and turned to glare at the four messengers of the underworld who came out of the door.

A mouthful of snowflake iron ring knife.

An same black soul chain.

On both sides of the black man's left hand and right hand.

The big black man asked with a fierce face:

"Chitose Lord, how do you count it this time?"

Inside the house.

The voice came, cold and deadly.

"This time, there won't be a single living mouth!"

Kill!!!