Since it is an eternal life that cannot be reborn, and since this period is a desolation, does that mean that I can survive until that time?

The essence of hell is to keep the living tormented, so I can't die.

I'd rather endure a thousand years of torment for the possibility of revenge.

The sawtooth was still slicing into my body, and I quietly watched the anxious look of the ghost child in front of me, wondering why she didn't bite down now.

"Tell me if you're scared," she asked, gritting her teeth.

Afraid or not

"Don't be afraid, you can use any move."

"Moves"

I could clearly notice that his expression was panicked, which caught my attention.

"What do you think you're scared of?" she asked me, impatiently.

I thought it was a little funny, and I had an idea, and I made a frightened look, and my eyes became sloppy, "I'm most afraid of being let out." ”

"Ahh

I smiled, a little lost, "so I'll never be scared." ”

"You brag that all the people who came here are ghosts crying wolf, I don't believe you're not afraid"

"I'm just not afraid that if I feel uncomfortable, you eat me" I was impatient.

As a result, his reaction really made me a little happy.

Only his scarlet eyes, his eyes suddenly dimmed, gritted his teeth and circled around me, that expression seemed to want to eat me alive, "I can eat you unless you are afraid." ”

As he spoke, saliva overflowed from his mouth.

I see.

I suddenly felt a little scared, but fortunately I didn't say I was scared just now, otherwise I might have been in her stomach long ago.

"I don't believe you're not afraid, I don't believe it," she said in a frenzy, and disappeared in a puff of smoke.

But soon she returned, followed by a thousand saw gears.

I feel a chill down my spine, is this the rhythm that is going to turn me into minced meat

"You have so many, are you afraid," she said viciously.

I quickly shook my head, "I'm not afraid, I'm not afraid."

If you're afraid or not, it's a dead end, and you'll have a cool mouth before you die

It makes sense that the sawgear spun wildly and flew towards me.

At that moment, it seemed as if every pore had been shattered, and I was visibly aware that I had become minced meat, dust, and even finer pieces in the empty space of hell

Especially when the sawtooth saws into the skull, I can even clearly feel the feeling of the brain being shattered

"Not afraid yet, not afraid"

In the midst of the noise, I heard the ghost child's indignant questioning, sentence after sentence, frenzy.

"No"

I finally turned to ashes.

This time, it took a while for the body to recover.

As a new whole, I felt like every inch of my skin was going to be put together, like a clay of myself.

Well, that's right, it's meat puree.

"Are you afraid?"

I looked at her hideous face, trying to squeeze out a disdainful smile, not thinking that this smile would involve the muscles of my face, and a piece of debris fell off the skin on my face.

"What's there to be afraid of?"

"You devil"

"You have the face to say me" This time, I did cry a little bit and laughed.

This ghost child is gone again, and I can't forget the salivating corners of her mouth because you can't forget it.

For the rest of the day and night, she tried to torture me, and sometimes she knelt down and begged me to give her a mouthful of spit.

In a frenzy

But she didn't touch me from beginning to end, and I think this guy is still a very professional person.

But in that case, it would be even more able for her to let me out.

But if it bites me before I say "I'm scared", what happens to me

"Hey, kid, I see that you have been torturing me very hard these days, or you will take a bite of my meat"