The three of us followed the man and walked slowly, and after going through the Iron Tree Hell and the Evil Mirror Hell, he smiled lightly and told me that the next thing we were going to see was the steamer hell.

A huge steamer is placed in the center of the room.

There was a man in it who was tied up tightly by the flowers.

He curled up in a ball out of fear.

The feces and urine have already leaked all over the place.

But by this time, I had been stimulated by a series of vicious scenes, and I was full of anger.

With red eyes, he stared at the man in front of him.

He seemed to see through my thoughts, and just reached out and patted me on the shoulder.

"Yu Tianyi, you are different from most people in this world."

"They are hypocritical and do things that are not compromised by the means. You are the second person besides Zhang Lingchuan to treat me differently. ”

"But don't worry, these people's crimes are too numerous to mention, and even if they are punished, they will be deserved."

"Whose reason?" I interrupted his rambling words and glared at him viciously.

"If they break the law, they will only be punished by the law of the world. What are you? Why set lynching here! ”

When he heard me, he looked up and smiled heartily.

It's as if I've heard something funny.

After laughing enough, he raised his hand, and the two imps stuffed the man directly into the steamer.

The whimper for help came from the steamer, like someone scratching my heart with a fingernail.

The man smirked at my expression.

"You're angry."

"It's a pity that you're too weak now to stop me from doing all this."

I gritted my teeth and looked at him.

"What the hell are you?"

The man raised his eyes slightly, and said something that made me think about it terribly.

"Who am I?"

"I'm a curse."

"God's curse on the world!"

With that, he reached out and touched my arm.

Strangely, the grimace on his arm burned inexplicably where his fingertips swiped.

"Actually, we have been looking for suitable believers all these years."

"Yu Tianyi, you are also a believer that we have been looking for for a long time and have already marked."

"Sooner or later, you will prostrate yourself at the feet of our master and become a messenger of God."

I was puzzled by his rebellious remarks.

Then, as if realizing something, he immediately raised his eyes to look at him.

"Are you a grimace rakshasa ?"

When the man heard this, he was only slightly stunned, and then said with a smile: "It turns out that the outside world calls us that?" ”

Grimaces that change inexplicably, babbling singing in the middle of the night, and those who suddenly lose their minds.

It all terrified me of the Grimace Rakshasa organization.

Looking at his back again, I didn't have any patience.

"What exactly do you want to do?"

Is it just to show us this so-called fake hell layer by layer?

is still implying that this so-called grimace rakshasa has penetrated into the netherworld.

My heart hit rock bottom at one point.

At this time, even Meng Zijin, who had the most opinions, chose to remain silent.

We all know what it means to go further down.

It's like a giant cage that keeps all of us locked in it.

I knew he wouldn't reply to me if I asked about grimaces.

So I took a different approach.

"Since you are so powerful, and you are a curse and a messenger of the gods, why do you have to cooperate with the Jiang family?"

"As far as I know, Jiang Tai'an is now dying and dying, and he is still looking for various ways to live forever."

When I think of Jiang Tai'an's old bastard, in order to live a few more years, he will ignore people's lives, and even make a big fuss about the corpse, I really think he has a problem with his brain.

Birth, old age, sickness and death, entering the cycle of reincarnation, is the normal state in the world.

Jiang Tai'an covered the sky with one hand for most of his life, but he still clung to the glory and wealth and refused to let go.

Yet the man remained silent.

Looking at his back, something flashed through my mind.

The way the man walked, and his expression, were too stiff.

It's not like a "smart" person.

Not only that, but even the eagle on his shoulder felt the same way.

His every move is like a programme.

This reminds me of the machine objects inside the Thousand Machine Doors.

I slowly turned my head to Zheng Huaimin and glanced at them, but the faces of these two were not very good-looking.

That look seemed to tell me.

Even if this man is a mess of machinery, we can't beat him.

The man remained silent, ignoring any of my questions.

We followed him and walked down many floors before we finally reached the last floor.

At this time, he turned his head faintly and cracked a smile: "Welcome to the eighteenth layer of hell." ”

This is already the bottom of the Demon Suppression Tower, which was supposed to hold prisoners.

But at this time, there were forty or fifty people standing inside.

But I couldn't help but take a step back.

Each of them wore a grimace mask on their faces at this time.

On closer inspection, each mask is different.

There are laughter, there are grievances, anger, and even horror.

Meng Zijin couldn't help but gasp and said, "These ghost masks are really evil, and my back is cold when I see it." ”

Since ancient times, only shocking emotions can touch people's hearts.

But at this time, the grimaces seemed to be performing some kind of ritual, and suddenly knelt down on one knee somewhere in the middle.

I turned my head and saw a crystal casket in the middle.

"That's not ......"

I couldn't help but widen my eyes as I looked at the crystal coffin in front of me.

The man next to him chuckled.

"This coffin belongs to our master."

"The Jiang family has become our god's attendant, and this crystal coffin is our first gift to him."

I really didn't expect that the coffin that Zhang Lingchuan and I desperately snatched ended up in the hands of the Jiang family.

I'm really unwilling!

At this time, in the crystal coffin, a white-haired old man lay down.

He slept in a coffin, but he looked peaceful.

If I hadn't seen his heaving ribcage, I would have thought he was dead.

But I didn't have any interest in this pile of ghost things, and immediately asked the man with an iron face: "What about Zhang Lingchuan and our group of friends?" You promised me. ”

The man laughed and said nothing, but I heard an arrogant voice coming out of the abyss.

The second son of the Jiang family walked out with a cruel smile.

"You want to see Zhang Lingchuan, isn't he like this?"

Behind Jiang Shichen, there were several huge iron cages.

The moment I saw Zhang Lingchuan, I was so angry that I burst out: "Bastard, what have you done to him!" ”