"I just want to be an ordinary person, and I don't want to be a candidate for a yin-yang official! What are you hitting me in the head? Are you going to hit someone if you don't do it? I didn't cry, you not only beat me but also scolded me, are you wronged? ”

A soft choked voice and a wail.

Ji Younai protected his head and curled up in a ball, like a bun, how small and humble he was in this huge first hall.

Behind the hideous demon mask, the illusory and terrifying bone-chilling sound, revealing incomparable anger, pointed at Ji Yuno with two fingers.

"Good! I don't want to do it, I don't want to be it! Do you want to be an ordinary person? Then the king will fulfill you, take back the Hades death-free order in your body, and let you be an ordinary person! But without the death warrant, you're afraid you'll never be able to do it again! You're committing suicide! According to the iron law of the underworld, after death, you will be laid down in eighteen layers of hell, thrown into the oil pot, and taste all kinds of punishments! You don't even have a chance to be reincarnated! Your parents who died in a car accident will also suffer because of you, and they can only enter reincarnation after a hundred years of hard labor in the city of vain, and even if they are reincarnated, they can only be pigs, dogs, and livestock! If you think so, this king will fulfill you! ”

When the words fell, Jiang Ziwen, the king of Qin Guang, picked up Ji Younai on the ground.

"Bang"!

The door of the Vermilion Hall opened on its own.

Carrying Ji Younai, his steps were domineering and awe-inspiring, and he walked outside the hall.

Under the blood-colored sun, the mountains are vast and undulating, and among the lofty mountains, countless towering pavilions and ancient buildings stand on the peaks, and in the air, scattered sparks are flying, touching disillusionment.

Jiang Ziwen clasped the back of Ji Younai's neck and forced her to the edge of the cliff outside the hall, so that she could see the terrifying and terrifying picture under the thousand-foot cliff.

In the hot lava pool, tens of thousands of shackled and chained ghosts lined up one by one, jumping into the pool that could destroy the ghosts, and some were driven and thrown down the eighteen layers of hell......

A heart-rending roar of pain tormented her ears, and into her eyes, purgatory.

"You want to be an ordinary person, the scene in front of you! That's what happened to you! ”

Under the mask, the thin blood-colored lips hooked up a bloodthirsty and cruel sneer.

Gazing at the horrific scene in front of you......

Ji Younai closed his eyes with difficulty, and he couldn't shed a single tear anymore.

Lips, trembling, heart overflowing with fear.

"Don't hurt my mom and dad's souls, okay?"

"Huh! You are a little pariah, and you are not qualified to negotiate terms with this king. ”

"Then if I obediently become a candidate for the Yin-Yang Officer, will you let my parents be reincarnated into a good family?"

Jiang Ziwen let go of Ji Younai, snorted coldly, and stood on the edge of the peak cliff with his hands in his hands.

"If you can become the yin and yang official of this king, then this king will give you the privilege of personally choosing a good family for your parents to reincarnate, but if you cannot ascend to the throne...... Your parents will also be reincarnated as animals in the dead city to do hard labor! And you...... will not even be qualified to enter reincarnation, and it will be wiped out! ”

With a sad expression, Ji Younai was almost desperate.

Both roads are dead ends.

Just one will die immediately.

The other can allow her to survive for a while, but the price is even more severe.

"I don't know anything, what do you let me fight with others!"

Jiang Ziwen snorted proudly and coldly and half-mocked: "That's your own business, it has nothing to do with this king, when the ghost gate opens in the middle of July and half, it is the day of the final selection of yin and yang officials, during this period, this king will let the two supreme commanders of black and white impermanence teach you, whether you can succeed or not, it depends on yourself." ”

His eyes were red, his body was trembling faintly, Ji Younai clenched his fists and bit his lip.

The half-ghost festival in July is just over two months away from that day.

For more than two months, she is useless, what can she do?

Just when Ji Yunai fell into endless despair and couldn't see even a glimmer of light.

In his ears, Jiang Ziwen's cold and cold voice sounded again.

The deep and cold deep voice roared, like a boulder hitting Ji Younai's heart.

"Ji Yunai, do you think you are pitiful? Or do you feel sad about what happened to you? What are you complaining about? What are you wronged again? If you bow to fate, then, death, will be your only ending, but you, there is another way out, that is, to arm yourself invulnerable, even if the mountains and rivers are broken, the family is dead, and the deceased is gone, you can look down on it and stand tall, don't you want to be such a person? ”

Jiang Ziwen's words were heavy and solemn.

Like a ring ruler, it hit Ji Yunai's heart hard.

As if awakened by a scolding, the dim gray apricot eyes lit up with a glimmer of light.

yes, why did she think she was going to die?

Why do you feel sorry for yourself and fall into the sad atmosphere you have created for yourself?

There are too many miserable people than her, there are too many people who are more miserable than her, and now she has a chance to be reborn that others dream of, but she doesn't know how to cherish it, and she wants to give up casually? Just because the road is extremely difficult?

Apricot eyes suddenly became clear.

The tears in the corners of the eyes reflect the bright red and bewitching flowers on the other side of the mountains, which are indescribably demagogic.

At this time, a wisp of green smoke was like a ribbon, winding towards Ji Younai and slowly drifting, filled with a strange fragrance, even Jiang Ziwen and several people behind him noticed it.

Bai Wuchang Xie Bi'an raised his eyebrows, "Good guy, I haven't seen this kind of superb soul-attracting incense for a hundred years!" I didn't expect to be able to float to the first hall! ”

Jiang Ziwen's voice was cold, he sneered, and slapped Ji Younai's head again.

"Garlic! Someone is looking for you with soul-attracting incense, but I didn't expect there to be such a master around you! And say you don't know anything? ”

Ji Younai covered his head, confused.

What is a soul-inducing incense? Is anyone looking for her? How did she not know?

She really doesn't know anything!

"Xie Bi'an, send her back! Make sure she's safe and sound before she comes back to life! ”

"Yes, Lord Jiang!"

After Jiang Ziwen gave the order, he returned to the first hall with the ghost judge and Fan Wuxuan, and disappeared from Ji Younai's sight.

And as soon as he heard that he could go back, Ji Younai had a trace of joy in his heart, and he followed Xie Bi'an very well-behaved.

Silent and cold in the first hall.

Without Ji Yunai, he fell into a dead silence.

But soon, as a surging red shadow gradually appeared, movement resounded in the hall.

"Big brother, crazy? That's it? Among the ten people, she is the only one who will never become your yin and yang official! If she wants to die, she will fulfill her, why stop her? If she doesn't die now, she will definitely be killed by others before the Midyear Festival, she won't survive! ”

The person who came was dressed in a red robe, and the elegance was peerless.

It is the master of the fifth hall, the city lord who died in vain, Bian Wuxian.

Sitting on the cold black gold ladder, hearing the sound, Jiang Ziwen slowly took off the mask on his face, revealing a shocking face that seemed to make the world lose color.

It was a peerless face as perfect as a ghostly axe, but the eyes that were as deep as the abyss of hell were too intense, giving people a terrible sense of fear that hit death, ruthless, fierce and bloodthirsty.

No one dares to look directly, only fear surrender.

At the center of his eyebrows, there is a netherworld purple flame pattern, which is very weird, but it is also dazzling.

lost the harsh and brutal appearance of Ji Yunai just now.

just sat on the stairs in a distraction, with a deep and deep voice, slightly hoarse.

In the depths of the cold ice eyes of ten thousand years, there is a deep pain, repentance, sadness, and pain that goes deep into the bone marrow.

"But she's so much like that person...... Isn't it? The mole of tears, the eyes ......"