Seeing these formations, Huaguo's network laughed.

"I'm Nima, it's so bad, the air and space fighters of the beautiful country have come out, Wu Yifan can go with peace of mind now."

"I have to say, he can sit on this before he dies, he has to thank Brother Hua~"

"Pay attention to the air ticket, not only Wu Yifan, but the stars are all on the of the bull fork, all of which are high-tech~"

"How can you prevent Brother Hua without high technology."

"Upstairs, in front of metaphysics, science and technology are a ball."

"I'm betting on a pack of spicy strips, Brother Hua even gave them a plane~"

The discussion of the beautiful country is going on, and the small day has become the focus of everyone.

"If you want to say that the probability of an accident on the plane is indeed greater, but they are thieves on a small day, they actually dispatched hundreds of thousands of tons of freighters, and the people of Lego are all on board with a confused face."

"Haha, the draft of that boat is so deep, Xiao Ri is not sincere, I got them a downwind soybean boat~"

"You know a Jiji, many people on the Internet buried Xiao Ri, just now, Xiao Ri broke the news that the ship was not a soybean at all, but a nesting doll loaded with dozens of boats, claiming to be the safest maritime transportation~"

"Nima, is this okay?"

"What a painstaking effort."

"It's a pity that it's useless, Brother Hua doesn't care how many layers you have, it's all nonsense in front of metaphysics."

"There's nothing wrong with it, if the innermost boat catches fire, just ask them what to do~"

"Inexplicably, I thought of roasted sweet potatoes..."

Many people are helping Wang Yue find a way, not only the freighter of the small day, but also various strange transportation methods.

", the mausoleum is a national batch, it turned out to be a large drone, and the place where the bomb was hung was changed to a coffin, and Zhao Wei went directly to the board~"

"Haha, then the whole village has to eat~"

"I just want to ask Zhao Wei if he is tightly wrapped, such a long distance, if the coffin forgets to pick a vent, won't there be another mummy in the mausoleum country?"

"That's not a thing, the cemetery doesn't need to be chosen, it is directly pulled into the pyramid, and the highest treatment..."

"If you want to say that the most awesome thing is Ah Sanguo, they are nesting dolls in the transport plane, Zheng Shuang is now riding a bicycle to ride a~"

The discussion has been going on, and everyone is waiting to eat melons, but ten hours have passed, but there is no movement.

", no, Ah Sanguo has arrived on the ground, why don't you believe it."

"The air and space fighters of the beautiful country are getting old, and now I'm afraid they're all finished."

"The freighters of the little day are almost here~"

"What's the situation, why doesn't Brother Hua do it yet?"

"Do you really want these guinea pigs to land safely, this matter is a bit hanging!"

"Nima, it can't be that they used metaphysical means to block the Hua Ge group~"

"Guess what, ask Brother Hua to go~"

So the comment area of the other side flower became popular again.

Wang Yuezheng was discussing something with Zhao Quan, and after receiving Qiqi's reminder, he logged in to his account and took a look.

Then he picked out the words without hurry.

"Don't worry, it's three days, don't the bullets have to fly for a while~"

With Wang Yue's response, the sailors finally have a backbone, and celebratory prayers filled the comment area.

Wang Yue sent Zhao Quan away and glanced at the time.

It's already ten o'clock in the night, and the mice should all be in place, and it's time to do it.

Prayer incense burner, life and death book, judge's pen, prayer charm paper...

Everything is ready, Wang Yue is ready to go fancy Karen.

There is a system assignment, and the death rate of the stars is 80%, but Wang Yue doesn't want to simply teach the people of Ka, but wants to teach those national forces a lesson, so he wants to change the method.

People are the foundation of all things, how can they let the system be swayed.

So this time he wants to break through the limitations and become a true god of death who can be a Ka man on his own.

So he took out a small notebook and wrote in the blank space.

"All evil and fornication are the head, Wu Yifan's crime is extremely heinous, and those who insult others should be divided..."

The judge's pen flew in Wang Yue's hand, but when he first wrote about the way of death, there was an inexplicable obstacle.

Wang Yue couldn't help but move in his heart.

Maybe the difference in the way of death will have a different success rate.

The judge's pen was casually scribbled, and the word "corpse" was deleted, and then Wang Yue pondered.

Life and death are the things below, and the laws below should be followed, and there are fixed punishments for those who do evil underground.

The eighteen levels of hell are all clearly divided.

If you think like this, Wu Yifan should be a person who engages in prostitution, bullies the good and the weak, abducts women and children, and seeks to occupy other people's property and wives.

After death, such a person is thrown into the hell of the oil pan, stripped naked and thrown into the hot oil pan and fried...

Thinking of this, Wang Yue waved the judge's pen again.

“... He should be burned at the stake, and suffer from the extreme sun..."

Sure enough, not only did it not hinder the writing of the fire word, but the pen was extremely smooth.

The original spider crawling words have become serious small letters, as if they were not written by him, but inherent in the book of life and death.

Wang Yue seemed to understand a little.

Only by following the trend can you get the bonus, and going against the trend will be hindered, and the success rate will naturally be greatly reduced.

Writing down Wu Yifan's death, Wang Yue took a deep breath.

He casually threw a stack of prayer charms into the incense burner, and solemnly took out a red candle in his bosom and lit it.

Saint-level prayer incense candles, consumables, and 10,000 merit points required for exchange.

Taoist candles, produced in the Heavenly Court, exclusive to the South Heavenly Gate, accept the wishes of all souls, can increase the success rate of life and death by 20%, and the use time is 10 minutes.

This was specially exchanged by Wang Yue, for now.

Wu Yifan's death is inevitable, but Wang Yue will not be satisfied with this.

Those who stand in the way, must be connected!

The red candle was lit, and Wang Yue started writing again.

"Whoever stands in the way will be bound by burning at the stake, and death will not be enough..."

Three minutes later, Wang Yue only wrote these words.

At this moment, the bruises on his wrists were exposed, but the judge's pen trembled to himself, as if it would fall at any moment.

Wang Yue did not believe in evil and urged the yin and yang qi in his body, and frantically poured into the judge's pen, but until his body was empty, he could not write that cherished word.

Don't talk about writing, you can't even put pen to paper in the end.

Sure enough, it still doesn't work?

Just then, a system prompt sounds.

[Warning, the system calculation involves a lot of living beings, there are high-energy people, the energy is insufficient, and the host level is too low, please don't try it easily...]

Nima!

What did you do earlier, I suddenly came to this halfway through writing, and 10,000 candles were lit~

Wang Yue, who did not believe in evil, spent 10,000 merits to exchange for 100 Hui Yuan Dan, and then stuffed it into his mouth like a bean.

The qi of yin and yang quickly converged, and flowed rapidly, pouring towards the judge's pen.

Although his whole body was wet with sweat, Wang Yue was iron-hearted.

How can it not be in a man's dictionary?

The quality is not good, the quantity is not good, and Hui Yuandan is in hand, so he doesn't believe that he can't even play with a pen~

The emperor lived up to his wishes, and the judge's pen finally hit the small notebook and swiped slowly.

At this moment, the book of life and death, the judge's pen, even Wang Yue is bathed in golden light.

Wang Yue didn't realize it, and devoted himself to writing, which was 10,000 times more serious than the college entrance examination.

Finally, when Wang Yue exchanged for Yuan Dan 10 times, a crooked word of pity finally appeared on the paper.

Wang Yue breathed a sigh of relief, but his whole body was paralyzed, as if his whole body had been squeezed dry 10 times a night.

casually put away the pen, but found that the judge's pen seemed to be glued to the book of life and death, and he couldn't take it off no matter how hard he tried.

[Ding, system energy calculation, logical deduction...]

[Ding, the causal analysis is completed, the logic is combed, and the event planning is completed, the overall success rate of this event is 100%, and the success rate of the Ka people is 90%. Note: The stronger the Karma recipient, the lower the success rate of the Karma. 】

The system prompt was completed, and the judge's pen was finally lifted by Wang Yue.

With a sigh of relief, Wang Yue glanced at the system and sighed.

The 710,000 merit is worth only this moment, and only 590,000 are left, and the 120,000 is gone.

If this is lonely, it will be a loss to grandma's house...