There is no sun, no moon, no stars, there are only black clouds in the sky, black clouds like ink, from time to time exploding fiery red lightning, followed by heart-rending thunder. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoThe charred earth, the wound-like cracks, the bright red magma slowly flowing, there was no grass and trees, no fish jumping and birdsong, and the charred earth was inserted with countless strips of tattered cloth, rolling and fluttering in the wind with sparks, making a whirring sound.

A huge chain bridge, dozens of meters on the bridge but only a few pieces of tattered formwork, the iron cable is weathered rust, swaying slightly in the strong wind, below is a big river, the black water is like a frightened herd of horses galloping and roaring, but occasionally in this rapids jump up one or two fish.

What is the fish, which seems to be pitch black, that seems to have fiery eyes, that seems to have dense fangs, and that has four scaly legs and feet? It has limbs, but it has a fish head, and it still lives in the water.

Nanxin stood by the bridge, looking up at the sky of rolling thunder and lightning, his hands behind his back, and looked down at the woman beside him.

"Fire Moon, hell seems to have gone wrong."

The woman named Huoyue placed a large wooden stake on the chain bridge in one hand, and carved something on the stake with a dagger in the other, and her clothes floated in the wind, revealing the white skin of her calves.

"Da Si Ming, I feel as if hell is being pulled by a force, as if it is opening the door between hell and the world."

Nan Xin walked forward slowly, stepping on the bridge, there was no sound, there was no bridge in front of him, but he was still walking, the huge blank, he was floating in the air, walking, it seemed that there was an invisible and transparent bridge under his feet.

"The book of life and death shows that many people have died, but they have not come to hell, according to the guards in charge of guarding the gates of hell and the world, fewer and fewer people have come to report, and they have even seen a soul sucked away by a strong wind whirlpool before the ghost gate is closed, and there is no trace." He stopped, floated in the air, and looked at the river a hundred meters below, after so many years, he was still afraid of heights.

Huoyue stuck the dagger on the stake and began to gently stroke her hair, "It seems that the problem is on the other side of the world."

"Then you go over and have a look."

"Good"

Nan Xin looked at the fire moon facing her, she was only wearing a bandeau, a bandeau made of metal, which was actually a battle armor, revealing a slender willow waist and a flawless lower abdomen, and below it was an ancient waist-length silk skirt. The snow-white legs loomed in the thin pink.

The fire moon turned and walked towards the black palace that was like a mountain, and from there he went to the human world.

The hall was already in disarray, and it seemed that it had suffered a Category 12 typhoon. There were four or five fools flying in the hall, with teeth and claws, and their faces full of hideousness.

Wen Xiao thought that these ghosts actually went back on their word, and when he entered the hall, he actually got out of his pocket one by one

, What's even more odious is that they actually use their spiritual power to bind themselves to the staircase, and they can't move, and a lot of the debris they have lifted up has been called to their bodies, and the fleeing crowd keeps hitting them, and their feet are about to be trampled.

But there were only five spirits messing around in the hall, and two were left in their pockets, so it seemed that the fat man and the business man didn't come out.

The five spirits flew all over the hall, constantly roaring and shouting Sima Yao's name, but there was no trace of Sima Yao. Unable to find Sima Yao for a long time, the spirits became more and more angry, setting off gusts of wind and spewing flames. As soon as the flame touches combustibles and alcohol, it spreads rapidly. In an instant, there were many tongues of fire in the hall.

When the banquet guests saw the fire, they panicked even more, and many of them were crying, crying out for help. Sima Yao, Sima Deng, He Min'er, and Luo Zihui hid under the counter where the drinks were placed at this time, and with this big change, the private people were all full of horror and sweating. The four of them huddled together and couldn't move, but the smell of smoke was getting heavier and heavier, and they all felt like they were suffocating in their throats.

The three of them all stared at Sima Yao, unable to believe that what was happening in the hall at this time was related to Sima Yao.

Sima Deng finally couldn't help it, "Brother, what's going on?" Sima Deng angrily waited for the brother.

Sima Yao's eyes flickered a little, and he didn't dare to look directly into his younger brother's eyes, so he had to keep wiping the sweat on his face.

"Sima Yao, you bastard, smuggling arms, afraid that I will report you, you will kill me and my whole family!"

"Sima Yao! Sima Yao! You bribe the government personnel, you are afraid that I will testify against you, you will kill me, hehe, you get out of Laozi. ”

"Sima Yao! I'm only 13 years old, and you're going to kill me, woo woo woo. ”

“・・・・・・・”

The accusations that were constantly repeated were floating in the hall, and everyone couldn't believe their ears that Sima Yao would actually do such a thing.

When He Min'er heard these accusations, her heart was like receiving five thunderbolts, and she looked at her father with wide eyes in disbelief, and Luo Zihui also looked at Sima Yao with a questioning face.

Seeing that the three of them were glaring at him, Sima Yao retreated in a panic, but this small space did not allow her to retreat at all, and as soon as she retreated, she ran into the wooden wall of the counter.

"Don't believe them, they, they are, they're all ghosts, how can you believe them?" Sima Yao waved his hands to explain.

But people are ghosts, so why frame you?

He Min'er couldn't bear the monstrous thunderous accusations and the increasingly heavy smell of smoke, so she resolutely got out, and Sima Deng seemed to hold her, but it was too late.

He Min'er got out of the counter, saw that it was full of chaos, and yelled, "You don't mess up and wronged people!" ”

The hall was suddenly silent.

Whirring, a cloud of black gas rushed to He Min'er's eyes, and a woman's face appeared, her face was covered with blood, her face was pungent and rancid, and four or five maggots were wriggling on her forehead.

"Who are you?"

The moment the female ghost opened her mouth, a foul smell came to her face, and He Min'er felt that the world was spinning for a while.

"I'm her daughter, I won't allow you to wronged him like this!"

"Wronged? Treat unjustly? You say I wronged him? Hahahahaha

Suddenly, a big hand, covered with black gas, strangled He Min'er's neck, and his strength became stronger and stronger.

A pair of big red eyes stared at He Min'er, He Min'er slapped her big hand that grabbed her throat hard, her mouth was wide open, the air she inhaled was getting less and less, and her mind was getting heavier and heavier, as if she had been lifted.

"Found it, he's here!" With a shout of surprise, the counter where the drinks were placed was lifted, and Sima Yao and the three of them were exposed in the hall. Sima Deng saw that his niece was about to be strangled to death, and rushed forward with an arrow, but as soon as he rushed up, he tripped over the ground by a black gas.

"You think I'm going to surrender that way? Hahaha, naïve! Sima Yao's eyes were bloodshot at this time, and he walked in front of Sima Deng, his eyes staring at the evil ghost who grabbed his daughter without fear.

Sima Yao wiped the dirt on his body with his fingers, slowly, and only after a while did he look at the ghost in front of him, "You were enslaved by me when you were alive, and you still want to take revenge when you die?" Hahaha"

Sima Yao wanted to go crazy and laughed wildly.

"Even if you kill her, you can't touch me, and you can't take revenge." Sima Yao was like a beast at this time, his eyes were bloodshot, and his whole body exuded anger.

The ghost who grabbed He Min'er was stunned for a moment, and then surged into even greater anger, "Ah" A loud roar threw He Min'er out, and then there was a heavy slamming sound from behind.

Sima Deng was still lying on the ground, he couldn't believe that his eldest brother would say such a thing, it was her own daughter.

"Brother, what are you talking about?! That's your own daughter," Sima Deng roared loudly.

Sima Yao ignored him, just looked at the evil ghost in front of him, and a wicked smile appeared on his face, "My daughter is gone, she can be reborn, anyway, the technology in this world is already very advanced, and it is not a difficult matter." ”

Sima Deng's mouth opened wide, unable to believe that this was his eldest brother's words.

"Brute!" Several voices roared out in unison, and the spirits were surrounded by flames, the flames rose, and the floor of the hall cracked with a loud bang, and several spirits were like a hurricane, and the roof of the villa was instantly overwhelmed, and the walls and glass were all covered with holes damaged by flames and winds.

This villa is no different from the ruins now. Several clouds of black qi mixed with strong winds smashed towards Sima Yao from different directions, and the floor around Sima Yao's body had become tattered, and the clothes on his body had been cut, revealing wounds, covered in blood, and his face was covered with blood. The flesh of the face is blurred from the blows of debris.

At this time, Sima Yao was half-kneeling on the ground, wanting to stand up, but as soon as he stood up, he was overturned by a wave of harmony, and he stood up again, and was overturned again.

The sound of slamming the ground kept coming, and the spirits were frantically venting their anger.

Sima Yao saw that he was in a sea of fire, and saw that everyone he killed was dragging his rotten and rotten body, tearing at him, biting his flesh, and drinking his blood. He was frightened, he saw himself killed, with a gun, with a knife, with poison, at the sight of himself being raped, at the sight of his wife being separated.

He is now everyone who has been killed by him, he feels the thoughts of everyone he kills before he dies, and he feels the fear of not being able to survive.

He saw himself in the boundless darkness, and he saw himself

Naked wandering the streets.

He was killed by countless people, revived by countless people, and killed again.

He saw himself kill his brother, he killed his parents, he saw himself assault and insult his daughter.

He saw a man covered in fire waving to him.

Are you dead?

No! The pain in his body told him he was alive.

The spirits ate away at his brain, playing him the torture he had encountered, the illusions, the cruelty, the shame. The spirits know that physical torture is far less terrible than mental torture.

The spirits unleashed their anger at will, but just as they could not extricate themselves from the pleasure of torturing Sima Yao, five golden rays of light pierced them, stretching and drilling in the air like ropes, and then entangled these spirits that released their anger.