Chapter 677: Hell Journey (Part II) Three Watches!

Hou Bufan has never wanted to die so much, and the torment in this is simply unbearable.

After the stake, he was knocked down by four more imps, and two men with huge saws appeared beside him, sawing down from the crotch.

The louder he screamed, the happier the two working imps became, and their bodies were sawed open nearly thirty times before they were brought down to an even more terrifying place.

There is no other punishment here than to pull your tongue out and pull it out with pliers.

After suffering here, he now fully believes that he is dead, because this scene has been seen in supernatural films, and it is the first set of punishments in hell.

In order to make him feel the pain of the punishment clearly, a few little ghosts didn't know what to do on him, and the previous injuries were all healed now.

The next place is a scorching place, surrounded by endless iron pillars. Before he could see clearly, a terrifying scream was heard far away, and as the sound passed, a feeling of coldness from head to toe spread throughout his body.

He was bound to a fiery pillar with a large iron chain, and his body was directly burned on it, and the severe pain almost made him faint directly.

The sound of 'snorting' kept coming from the burned area, and no matter how hard you struggled, you couldn't die or faint.

I don't know how long I was tortured, and I was taken to another place by two imps. There was nothing else around here, mountains of knives everywhere, and waves of people were taken up.

Naked and pushed to the top, if you dare not crawl up, the flying imps will whip you with a special whip.

The pain it brought was worse than ten knives cutting on the body, and there was no way to crawl up without stopping, and with every step of movement, it felt like it was being cut several times on the body.

After slowly getting used to this pain, he followed the person in front of him to climb up the mountain, and the more he went up, the stronger the pain it bringed, and he almost fainted several times, and was whipped by the imp and had to move on.

I have been tortured endlessly for a long time, and I don't even know how long I have been here, and I have only one goal in mind, which is to climb up.

I don't know how long it took him to finally climb the first high mountain, and he was asked to go down from another place.

The pain it brings is several times stronger than that on the mountain, and there is no way to go down but to climb down little by little.

After a long time, he finally came to the bottom of the mountain, and in front of him was a huge mountain of knives, and he could only keep crawling upward.

Hou Bufan was tortured so much that he had forgotten who he was, as if he was crawling in the knife mountain like a dead man.

Now that he has climbed six big mountains, he is not afraid of the sword mountain in front of him, and he keeps crawling.

I don't know how long it took, but the two imps finally appeared in front of him and took him to a place that looked like a feedlot.

When he saw the situation around him, he realized the horror of this place, and all the people who had been brought here were thrown into a huge pit, surrounded by wild cattle, which kept trampling the people inside with their horns, heads, and feet.

The places he saw were relatively small, but he was taken alone to a huge pit surrounded by at least a hundred strong bison.

Before he could prepare, the angry buffalo pierced him with his horns, and was thrown to the ground and trampled with his feet.

The other cattle rushed at him and trampled on him. It lasted for a long time before the two imps healed his injuries and threw him in again.

I don't know how long he was tortured here, but the two imps took him to a place full of 舂臼 (chōng jiù).

The people who were already here were pushed inside, and a huge iron rod suddenly fell, killing the people like rice.

The two imps took good care of him, put him alone in a huge rock, and kept killing him.

Hou Bufan didn't even have the strength to scream, and he didn't know how long he had been licked before he was taken away by the two little ghosts.

This new place is like a real slaughterhouse, they are not killing animals, but people who are being delivered.

Pushed onto the board, a small imp wielding a huge axe kept slashing at his body, and every time the axe fell, there was a feeling of the body splitting.

In the whole torture process, he spent the longest time here, and he didn't know that he had been beheaded tens of thousands of axes, and he was still beheaded anyway.

I don't know how long it took me to come, but the two imps took him to a new place.

He'd been here before, and there was endless lava all around it, and it was quickly turned into ashes when pushed by the imps.

Another imp kept reassembling his body, all the while turning him into ashes in the lava.

After nearly a day of torture, he was taken to a new place, where he had played with something before, which was a giant millstone, and throwing people in it directly pushed the mill, turning you into a puddle of flesh and blood.

Anyway, if you die, the imp next to you will resurrect you, leaving you with great torment all the time......

Hou Bufan, who was lying on the bed, had been in a coma for nearly seven days, and he had not said a word during this time except for a miserable howl.

"Brother, Xiao Fan's whole body is abnormally hot, it can't be a fever caused by a wound, right?"

"I don't know! I'll get some cold water, and remember to change the towel as soon as it gets hot!"

Hou Bufan was still suffering in hell, and the sudden cold feeling on his forehead made him recover his previous memories.

After yelling, he shouted, "Why do you arrest me, why do you arrest me......"

This sentence finally alarmed the leader far away, who came over and asked the loser about his two imps, and waved his hand directly at him.

After disappearing quickly, Hou Bufan on the bed also woke up, his eyes were full of frightened expressions, and his whole body was already wet with sweat.

"Xiaofan, it's great that you've finally woken up!"

After asking, I found out that I had been in a coma for more than seven days, and if I didn't wake up, I was afraid that I would really die in my dream.

After Wrinkling fed him some rice soup, he took out clean clothes and tried to help him change them.

When he took off his clothes, he was surprised to find that the man's external injuries were all healed at some point, and the cracked bones were basically healed, and even the broken bones were reconnected.

Hou Bufan is still recalling his previous dream, no matter how he thinks about it, he thinks it is not a dream, because the experience in it in the past few days is so real.

After a few minutes, Fu Feng changed his clothes for him, and just when he wanted to help him cover the quilt, Hou Bufan said: "Brother Feng, you help me to go outside, I am about to become a waste when I sleep in bed every day!"

"But, your injuries?"

"It's okay, I know my own body!" he struggled to hold his hand, and slowly sat up.

Seeing that he could really sit up, Wrinkle immediately helped him to sit up, and when his feet hit the ground, he was afraid that he would fall, so he supported his arms with both hands......