Wen Yiren's eyebrows tightened, and he strode over, and saw the bayberry inside at a glance.

Her face was as pale as paper, and she was lying on the ground in an extremely strange posture at the moment, her soul tied to a chair to the side, unable to move.

Seeing Wen Yiren, Yang Meimei cried, "Sister Yiren, come and save me, Sister Yiren, I'm dead, what should I do if I'm dead, woo, Sister Yiren, I'm so scared, I don't want to die!" ”

Yang Meimei's body has completely lost the breath of a living person.

Wen Yiren's beautiful face instantly became gloomy, and his eyes looked at the male ghost coldly.

He actually killed Mei Mei, if he came a little later, I am afraid that Mei Mei would have already lost her soul.

"You, who angered me, have you ever thought about the consequences?"

The male ghost suddenly laughed, "Little měinǚ, you are so arrogant, I am a thousand-year-old ghost, what can you do to me, obediently give me your soul, this woman still has the opportunity to go to the underworld to be reincarnated, otherwise ......"

"Don't talk nonsense, I want you to kowtow to me and apologize right now."

Wen Yiren was really angry.

This male ghost is simply looking for death.

Apologize?

"You are very arrogant," the male ghost licked his lips and walked to Yang Meimei and squatted beside her corpse, "Wait for me to eat your soul, how about the three of us being buried together, you give me a wife, she gives me a concubine, hahahahaha!" ”

How can this be reasonable, this male ghost is simply lawless.

"How about I take you somewhere nice?"

Wen Yiren smiled wryly.

"Take me to your room?" The male ghost laughed extremely obscenely, "It's a pity that you have such a beautiful face, if you weren't a psychic, I would definitely leave your soul, and we would be a pair of **wives." ”

I still want to be my ** wife with her, this man is fat!

Wen Yiren snorted coldly, "Hurt my friend, I want you to know what it means to die more painfully than to live." ”

His eyes flickered, his red lips moved, and a crack suddenly appeared in the air, and a terrifying aura came out of that crack, and Fang Xiaoyue and the ghosts in the forest outside knelt on the ground and trembled.

The male ghost also sensed this terrifying aura and was about to flee, but Wen Yiren had already kicked him into the crack.

It's pitch black, but you can see everything around you.

It was a huge clearing, and a dark blue flame burned in the center of the clearing.

Under the flames, there were two shadows, one black and one white.

"Yiren, why are you here?"

Black and white impermanence saw Wen Yiyi, and walked over very enthusiastically.

"This animal killed my assistant, and brought him here first, and his soul was often burned."

The male ghost has been dead for a thousand years, and Wen Yiren doesn't know it, but he knows the impermanence of black and white.

And that fire, it's clearly a hell fire!

Is this hell?

The male ghost shrank and looked at Wen Yiren in horror, "Are you a ghost?" ”

"Uh-huh."

"I, I'm ......" The male ghost knelt down, trembling all over, "My lord, my lord is sorry, I beg your lord to let me go." ”

"Spare you?" Wen Yiren sneered, "You have killed so many people, today I will bring you to justice, next year's performance award will definitely be mine, I will give up such a good opportunity?" ”

"Also, if you dare to harm my friend, you should be conscious, right?"

I thought this woman was a psychic, but I didn't expect it to be a ghost and god in the underworld.

I knew that he must have been far away.