Meng Qianqian turned his head, and then noticed that Song Qingyi's eyes seemed to be a little different from just now, but he didn't think much about it.

Hearing Song Qingyi's sudden interruption of his words, his face was gloomy, and he shot back: "I'm talking to the little king of Yama, what are you talking about!" ”

"That's right, I'll talk to Sister Qianqian."

Sang Sang waved his hand, his bright eyes kept looking at Meng Qianqian, and then asked: "But didn't you kill someone, and if you only killed one person, why were you imprisoned for three thousand, sister, this is unreasonable!" ”

Meng Qianqian's face froze, and the corners of his mouth moved.

The underworld and the yang world have corresponding laws, and originally wanted Ye Sangsang to let himself go, but who knew that Sangsang actually looked like he broke the casserole and asked to the end.

Meng Qianqian's stumbling face had a slight unnatural expression, but she still explained in a delicate voice: "Didn't I tell you just now, it was the judge who made a mistake, I killed my husband because my husband wanted to marry another woman and enter the door, saying that he would love me for the rest of his life, but in the end he changed his mind, and I killed people in a fit of anger, but in the end, I am also a victim, and I am also innocent." ”

As he spoke, Meng Qianqian didn't know where to take out a handkerchief and wiped it up.

As a result, her face was covered in blood, and in a short time the veil was soaked with her blood.

"Really?"

At this moment, Sang Sang suddenly spoke: "But why is it written on the life and death book that you are the daughter of the richest man in Jiangnan, because you fancy a Xiucai and want people to enter the door, Xiucai has a wife in the family, you forced Xiucai to divorce his wife at home, but Xiucai was unwilling, and sued the government, you lost the lawsuit, and your heart was full of anger, so you led people to brutally kill Xiucai and Xiucai's eighteen family members, and also bloodied Xiucai's wife to death, and finally burned Xiucai's home, but what you didn't expect was, This scene was seen by Xiucai's friend, the friend's heart was furious, and he turned to the county government, the county government was afraid of your family's power, and he didn't dare to care, Xiucai's friend stabbed the matter in front of the prefect, you also wanted to kill Xiucai's friend many times during the period, who knew that it didn't succeed, but it became evidence of your murder, the people of the county government were afraid of you, but the prefect was not afraid of you, so he arrested you and beheaded you in half, I'm right, Meng Qianqian. ”

Sang Sang's tone became colder and colder, and Meng Qianqian felt like falling into an ice cellar.

"You, how do you ......"

Sang Sang laughed out loud and said, "You want to say how I can read and write, right?" ”

Meng Qianqian: ......

Sang Sang saw the other party's dumbfounded eyes, and sighed helplessly: "I can't help it, who wants me to be Lord Yama, if Lord Yama can't read, won't he be deceived by a ghost like you who has no moral bottom line?" ”

Meng Qianqian only realized at this time that everything he did just now was the king of Hades playing with himself.

"You lied to me!"

The smile on Sang Sang's face retreated: "Who is like you, liar!" ”

I still dare to bully myself for not knowing how to read!

At the beginning, she was afraid of being ghosted, so she read it every night, and finally recognized all the words on the life and death book.

I didn't think I would be able to use it one day.

What Xiaoshuang said is indeed right, cultured people are fragrant wherever they go!

"Humph! You hurt Song Yang and Song Qingyi, today I have to let you be destroyed! ”

Meng Qianqian saw Sang Sang holding a peachwood sword and slashing towards him, so he immediately took two steps back and grabbed Song Qingyi's neck again.

Song Qingyi frowned, and his voice was as cold as ice: "Give you a chance, let go." ”

Meng Qianqian was threatened by one or two, and immediately became furious: "What do you think of the old lady, I can't beat the Lord of Yama, can't I beat you, even if I am scattered today, I have to pull someone to support me!" ”

After speaking, Meng Qianqian's pointed fingernails pierced Song Qingyi's neck.

Five blood holes appeared on Song Qingyi's neck in an instant, and the blood stains fell down.

Song Qingyi frowned: "I'll say it again, let go of your dirty hands." ”

"The old lady is not dirty!"

Meng Qianqian is going crazy, Xiao Yama said that his mouth stinks, and this man says that his hands are dirty!

"Smack!"

Song Qingyi didn't say a word and gave the other party a slap.

The voice was crisp and loud, and Sang Sang couldn't help but touch his face when he saw it, feeling that his face hurt.

Meng Qianqian was even more confused, covering her face, even if her eyes were full of whites, she could see the shock in the other party's eyes at this moment: "You dare to hit me......"

Smack-

Another slap in the face.

Meng Qianqian was completely angry, raised her head and screamed, and when she lowered her head and opened it wide, Song Qingyi had already grabbed her wrist, and her hard nails were pulled out of Song Qingyi's neck.

Song Qingyi's eyes were cold, but the strength in his hands was terrifying.

"You ......"

Meng Qianqian's face was full of shock.

She wanted to use the evil qi on her body to entangle Song Qingyi, but there was no way at all.

Song Qingyi seems to have a force in his body, not only can he not stimulate the power in his body, but he even has a fear of the superior in his heart.

Especially Song Qingyi's eyes, he seemed to have seen it somewhere.

Suddenly, a vague figure appeared in Meng Qianqian's mind and confronted Song Qingyi.

"Are you ...... judge?"

But before the words were finished, there was a sudden pop behind him.

Sangsang's peachwood sword was wrapped in a golden light that pierced her body.

Meng Qianqian's words hadn't been said yet, his eyes were open, and his eyes were full of disbelief.

How is this possible!

Meng Qianqian turned around with difficulty and opened his mouth: "You ......"

"You've been tortured in hell for three thousand years, but for three thousand years you never thought you had done anything wrong."

Sang Sang pulled out the peachwood sword and said to Meng Qianqian seriously: "Since this is the case, then you can only die." ”

After speaking, Sang Sang drew the peachwood sword back.

With another snort, Meng Qianqian could feel that all the cultivation around him had dispersed, and two golden rays of light flew out of his body, which were the two spirits that he had just eaten Song Yang.

Sang Sang stretched out his hand, and Song Yang's two spirits circled around him, looking very intimate, and then disappeared into Sang Sang's body.

"No, that's mine!"

Meng Qianqian's eyes widened, obviously not.

She was lying on the ground like a dead dog, and Sang Sang looked at her condescendingly: "Meng Qianqian, let me ask you, who let you out when you ran away?" ”

Meng Qianqian looked at Sang Sang fiercely, and a flash of panic flashed in his eyes.

"Don't think about lying to me, is it a living soul named Zhao Qingyang who let you out?"

The corners of Meng Qianqian's mouth trembled, and then he shook his head frantically: "I don't know, if you want to kill or chop, whatever you want." ”

It's better to lose your soul than to suffer at the hands of that Taoist priest.

Meng Qianqian thought of the endless methods of the Taoist priests, and he was scared for a while.

"You don't say?"

Sang Sang's shallow eyebrows furrowed, and his soft voice was much lowered: "Aren't you afraid that I will let you go to Hell Dao to be tortured for another three thousand years?" ”