Nance lay on her back on the ground.

Looking upwards, a pair of perfectly long legs of astonishing length appeared. Although wrapped in stockings, the delicate clothes can still be seen through under the thin fabric, and there is an extremely charming stocking vision a little higher.

"Helper A!" Erin raised her high heels slightly, and the heels flashed with cold light like a murder weapon, "Your eyes staring at your boss like this are too much!" ”

"How can I be obsessed with color?"

"Your eyes have betrayed your heart!"

"I've used it all, and I don't want to see what the truth is......"

"What did you say?"

"No, I didn't say anything......"

"You're so cowardly!" Erin's feet moved forward, and the heel of her shoe gently landed on Nance's chest, "I haven't hidden the taste of Sister Ximena, you're good, you steal it, I can't keep you......"

"It's not like you don't know what it's like...... "Nance said disdainfully.

"Humph! Scare you! Erin's graceful nose twitched deliberately, her eyebrows furrowed, and she grimaced at him.

Believe you......

Nance closed his eyes and took a deep breath, gritted his teeth and crawled up.

The queen really didn't spare any strength, and this shot broke at least three of his ribs. When she sat up to breathe, Ximena in the distance held back the corner of her eye, her face moved, and then she glanced at Lucifer again, and her expression returned to a calm appearance.

Erin crossed her arms and looked at Nance playfully and said, "It's okay to die at the hands of such a beauty, and to be a ghost." Right? ”

"That's right."

Nance grinned with bared teeth, pain and pleasure.

"Let your wish come true tonight."

"What?"

"For an excellent person like you, dying prematurely is the literary way to live."

"Ha, are you praising me?"

"I'm just stating a fact." Erin nodded, half of her face glowing with neon.

"Thanks, I know you complimented me." Nance laughed heartily.

His wounds healed, and he stood up and walked over to the Queen.

He was in his early twenties, tall, well-dressed, and spoke in a sven manner. Although the expression is not rich enough, it is enough in front of acquaintances, the hands are large, the fingers are very long, the magazine capacity is amazing, and in the critical eyes of the two monarchs, they have countless advantages...... There are also many disadvantages.

"Have you bought the cat's paw white stockings?" Nance asked in a whisper.

"Well, I've already bought it!" Erin adjusted her scheming thinking. Mischievously spoke: "Tonight I will hang Sister Ximena with a rope and whip her little ass......"

Lucifer said to himself, really arrogant to the extreme.

"You want me to die sooner, don't you?" Nance gave her a blank look.

"Of course, why do you think I want you to live well?" Erin said with a smile, as if she had a rainbow-colored aura of extreme evil.

Nance sped away from her and ran towards the Queen.

Ximena clasped her hands to her chest and subconsciously shook her head when she saw him running over. Nanston felt like a beautiful mother was teaching a naughty child, and a wave of self-reproach welled up, and he immediately lowered his head and asked the queen mother to rebuke.

Eh, it's hard to ride a tiger...... A hint of confusion flashed in Ximena's eyebrows, and she stood up with her black dress swaying.

In front of the brilliant neon vista, she was in a graceful posture, and there was no trace of emotion on her fair and delicate face.

"This king will take you to hell to see."

She said softly as she walked slowly.

Her expression was very cold, but her tone was soft and hoarse.

The way the queen walks is very beautiful, and her waist is so thin that it is reminiscent of a weeping willow in the wind. At this time, the winter has not passed, the flowers have not yet bloomed, and she walks in a long black dress, like a black rose blooming in the dark night.

Her romantic gray hair was untied and fell behind her head along her ears.

Such a hairstyle is like a modern young woman preparing for bed, and her eyebrow-length bangs are blown by the wind, revealing a fair and smooth forehead from time to time.

Ness!

Nance was excited.

The queen's extremely harmonious temperament, which combines the two contradictions of maturity and charm and innocence and coldness, is his favorite. I really want to see her show that disgusted look like garbage, while reluctantly raising her foot and ravaging his body and mind......

His heart fluctuated, and he lowered his head and did not dare to look directly.

Ximena's fingers tucked in her sleeve trembled, her eyes evasive.

The subtle movement of the dog's leg swallowing saliva is clearly reminiscing about the contact just now...... Her eyes were shining, and her toes were squirming slightly

"Let it go...... Licentious! ”

"I am guilty, please punish the Queen!"

Nance directly bent over and pleaded guilty and apologized.

"Get out! This king doesn't want to see you again! Shimena turned her back and hid the two blush on her cheeks.

The back is flawless, although it is still so hard-mouthed, but Nance really thinks that the hard-mouthed queen is the cutest.

"Hurry up, sister!" Erin quipped from behind, "All you have left is a hard mouth, why don't you hurry back to the dormitory and hide?" ”

"Don't worry about it!"

Shimena waved her hand.

In the faint fluctuations, a spatial crack appeared, and Nance's eyes went dark, and he fell into another space.

Whoever perceives it is hell as a dark world of fear, pain, and despair.

This is the territory of demons, and when the wicked die, they are sent here to receive eternal punishment; In the theology of the ages, hell is the embodiment of the collective fear of mankind, a place where the light of day will never be seen, a place of stark contrast to heaven.

In the biblical description, hell is a bottomless abyss filled with fire and brimstone, where criminals suffer endlessly. Demons, led by Lucifer, have dominion over hell and are cold-blooded and ruthless to sinners.

Nance floats on both feet.

It was in the air, but he could feel the buoyancy supporting him, as if he were on the surface of the sea.

The hell he saw seemed to be somewhat similar to the hell described in the Divine Comedy.

It was a huge hopper with no boundaries of width at the top and narrow at the bottom, roughly divided into nine floors. The structure is very complex, the upper entrance, the thicker the division, the further to the back, the thinner division, even the direction of each monarch is displayed.

"This is the first layer, called the Spiritual Prison." Erin spoke in the tone of a tour guide, pointing ahead and introducing Nance.

Nance looked ahead

The moonlight seeped into the mist, shimmering with an inexplicable light;

The deep sea is turbulent, blowing a fishy smell, and there are constantly gray waves crashing on the floating island.

The vision began to brew.

In the thick fog, the roaring monsters violently twisted into various forms of black liquid in the mist. The sound of shrill, screeching like sand across glass, ravaged Nance's spirit and tormented his senses.

In those thick fogs, you can see those figures that have long since disappeared, and see those times that have passed.

"Be careful, don't be scared out of your legs......" Erin laughed.

Nance gasped, glaring at her with unconvinced eyes, expressing his will that he would never be weak.

"Let's go inside!"

Ximena said lightly, her bare feet stepping on the entrance first.

"Eh, let me tell you, do you feel a sense of mission?" Erin turned her back to Ximena and quipped Nance with a wink, "Then I have the responsibility and obligation to rescue Ximena's sister with love." ”

"Is that okay?"

"Love is redeemable."

"Oh." Nance nodded, "As long as it's not yours!" ”

"Brush!"

Slender legs kicked him down.

Nance, who had been prepared for a long time, jumped lightly and chased after the queen's back.

"I'm getting bolder!" Erin said angrily, her heels stomping into the air and struggling to catch up. But Nance, who was walking in front, suddenly stopped, and Erin coldly bumped into him from behind.

Jelly-like collision texture, real bullet.

"Why did you stop suddenly!" Miss Irene roared.

Nance was actually drawn attention by a remark at the intersection.

But when Erin bumped into it, he didn't have time to care about it, and judging by her temper, if he had run slower, the heels would have kicked forward mercilessly, making him experience unbearable pain......

Miss Erin's leg kicked forward as he had expected.

Nance had already developed muscle memory, and before she could kick it, she jumped out at once.

"Stop fighting, tell me what this is......" he pointed to the sign at the entrance.

Erin's tall nose snorted and didn't continue to attack him. Glancing at the bill, she scratched her hair in confusion and muttered to herself, "What is this, who is hanging here......"

What an incompetent boss.

The only woman who can personify the four-character idiom of unruly and stupid and arrogant is this Officer Erin. The so-called only god who gave her beauty and powerful divine power should be the biggest demon in the world......

Nance looked at the sign at the entrance.

【Abandon all hope， you who enter here.】

(O comer, cast away all hope!) ）

Ximena, who was walking in front, said without looking back: "She installed it with her own hands, about fifteen hundred years ago." ”

"Clams? Is it really me? Why don't I remember, which life is it? It's terrible, I can't remember it at all......" Erin didn't make any weak movements, just shrugged her shoulders slightly, sighed slightly, and her hoarse voice slid out of her beautiful lips: "...... I was so miserable. ”

Nance is immune to her various forms.

Including selling miserably, he won't frown, and he won't believe her even a word.

After passing through the gate, Nance was presented with a passageway, which was the outer edge of hell. The spirits of the dead who wander here are people who can neither go to heaven nor hell, because they have had the opportunity to choose good and evil in their lifetime, but they have not made a choice.

Wandering here, they were chased and stung by wasps and poisonous snakes all the way, and they were in a state of non-stop running all day long.

From the images of their anguish wailing in the gray mist, one seems to be able to perceive the essence of this world: either you are good enough to go to heaven; Either you're bad enough and go to hell; Stuck in the middle, both ends do not love.

I don't know how long I walked forward, and a little rolling black river cut off the road.

This is the boundary between the edge of hell and the first level of hell, and the two monarchs take Nance, along with countless dead people, to board the boat that crosses the river and go to the real hell.

The first layer of hell is called the Soul Prison.

The people who are imprisoned here are foolish people who have no religious beliefs.

Although they are called fools, in fact, they are more capable of excellence and thinking than believers, and their thinking is beyond the long river of human history. They included the poets Homer and Ovid, the philosophers Socrates and Plato, the mathematician Euclid, and the physician Hippocrates...

"Isn't it great that God will judge them, but I want to protect them?" Erin asked, frowning.

"Yes, yes, yes!" Nance said perfunctorily.

The second level of hell is the hell of lust.

As the name suggests, these people are imprisoned for beauty during their lifetimes. These people were born to indulge in the pleasures of the flesh, and after death they were swept away by the wind, constantly crashing against the rocks...... Asmodeus, the monarch of lust, would come here from time to time to take a turn twice, and when he came across a suitable little color batch, he would take one bite at a time to make up for his body......

The third level of hell is the gluttonous hell.

The environment here is very harsh, and the undead with gluttonous properties in front of them lie on the ground and cannot move, allowing the rubble and sewage to fall from the sky.

The fourth level of hell is the hell of greed.

After the death of the greedy people, the greedy people constantly pushed the boulders to collide with each other, and the monarch of Mammon would wander around here with a money bag. As long as the undead have an interest in knowing and offering a large amount of treasure, they can suffer less flesh and skin.

The fifth layer of hell is called rage.

People who were short-tempered in life would fight each other hand-to-hand here, tearing at flesh and skin, and the flesh and blood were blurred but could never stop.

The sixth layer is called the Hell of Heresy.

The fallen angels who fell from heaven spend most of their time on this level, fanning their black wings to discuss a vicious plan to counterattack heaven...... Judas, who betrayed God, is also in this level of hell.

As Nance walked in, a fallen angel saw him and said, "No living man may enter!" (No one can get in here alive!) ）”

With that, he flew over, intending to tear the little Nance worm apart.

His fate was indifferently kicked by Lord Lucifer and flew to the next level of hell.

"Are you blind? This is Ximena's man, your future king, and you will kneel down to greet this girl! ”

That's shocking.

Ximena's figure disappeared in a flash, leaving Nance and Lucifer alone to stand together, enjoying the worship of all demons. That spectacular scene made many later fallen angels feel a strange sense of relief, and they were already relieved.

- His Royal Highness Lucifer is finally married, but it's not easy......

I hope this little man won't be played to death so quickly, and try to carry the elusive and strange temper of His Royal Highness Lucifer for everyone.

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Eryang, the state is not very good.

(End of chapter)