Vol 3 Chapter 972: Uncoordinated

Suffered a heavy blow in the second hall,
Burning the source again and running almost half a hell,
this moment,
The soul of King Chujiang was like a candle in the wind, swaying,
It seems that the wind can blow it out a little bit.
Not to mention now,
One hand has been inserted into his body,
It is equivalent to him who was standing on the cliff,
He was pushed hard again.
A generation of Yan Luo,
About to fall on the wall that symbolizes the supreme power center of the yin,
This has to be said,
It is a great irony.
This is an irreversible ending, his fall has been doomed.
Below, many of the messy officials in the city still do not know that another Yan Luo is about to disappear from this world.
For thousands of years, even for the existence of the underworld, it is still a long time. The officials who have grown up for several generations of the yin secretaries have long been accustomed to the height of the small temple in Taishan and the guarding side of the Ten Temples.
In this world, there is no absolutely excellent system. All systems, as long as they are used to it, are good systems.
Attorney Ann shouted like a magic stick in front of Zhou Ze more than once: "It's going to wind, it's going to wind!"
may,
Lawyer Ann himself did not expect that,
This gale that will sweep through hell,
It's actually the owner,
Started in person.
By the time Wang Lu died of equality, it was already a mountain full of rain.
But because of that time Zhou Ze and the victory made a hell, he was put on hold abruptly.
And this time,
What I stopped a year and a half ago,
It is about to start again in his own hands.
The world is impermanent, but there are always traces to follow. Drawing around, it becomes more and more like a circle.
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The first hall,
Qin Guangwang Jiang stood on the side of the little in the abyss,
Reach out and push the peach tree around me,
Luoying colorful,
The roots of the tree were pulled up,
This is the only peach tree in that was transplanted in the first place.
Fell into the abyss,
ended,
Keep it,
It doesn't make sense.
What I love and cherish again,
Will no longer have any meaning.
The second hall,
Several surviving purple belt judges lay on the side of the ruined second palace wall,
Several people had numb and confused expressions on their faces,
as if,
The sky is falling,
Yes,
For them,
this day,
It really collapsed.
Collapsed inexplicably,
Collapsed unexpectedly,
Collapsed like a joke,
The big collapsed guy is still in a trance.
The day before, the prince retired and retired,
Today, the prince fell to hell.
They can’t see the general situation,
Only knowing that the lord is gone,
This second hall will quickly fall to the ninth hall that has been washed with blood.
Even, the upper and lower ninth hall was basically washed by blood and was empty, but they, those who survived under the moon magma, will be tagged and continue to face a vigorous future;
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may,
This will be a greater suffering.
The third hall,
Song Emperor Yu was sitting in the pavilion,
Listening to Mr. Su singing,
Mr. Su clearly sang a sad song,
But Emperor Song Yu laughed more and more happy,
I was so happy that my body started to tremble,
Tea cups in the hands began to spill out of tea, but did not know.
He wants to laugh,
He must be happy,
The more you deliberately, the more you are escaping.
He does not admit,
deny,
Never admit it!
The fourth hall,
King Lu of five senses stood by the blood river,
Looking at the rolling bones in the river,
Expression indifferent,
A volume of documents drifted from behind, fell into the bloodstream, and began to melt.
These records, these documents, these things are meaningless.
Newcomers will do it again, and will not cherish them, so it is better to throw away a clean one-off!
The fifth hall,
King Yan Luo sat in the lobby,
Looking at the dog head in front of him,
Contemplative.
On the dog's head, the cold light is still there,
But in the eyes of Yan Luo Wangbao, there was no such glimmer of that year.
What's gone is fortitude,
leftover,
Only lame.
The sixth hall,
Biancheng Wang Bi sat on the high of the exiled small hell. In front of him, there was a huge pit. The officials sent the dead souls with sins on their bodies and began tortured alive.
Biancheng Wang Bi reached out and grabbed a handful of frozen ground,
Put it on your head,
Let go slowly,
If you want to bury yourself alive,
If you can bury a hundred alive,
That is really the best,
It’s better to continue to live, to stand outside,
When watching the newcomer laugh,
In the end,
Should we cry?
The seventh hall,
Taishan Wang Dong stood in front of a painting,
The man in the painting is white and smart, and there is a simple ape monkey standing beside him.
Taishan Wang Dong slowly reached out and took off the crown above his head and placed it in front of the painting.
With emotion:
"Lost, I lost it, I can't hold it, I can't hold it."
From the time of Fujun, to one of Yanluo.
Taishan’s Confucianism is actually not in his hands, but he lives like a symbol.
right now,
Even this remaining symbolism will be deprived.
Gone,
It's gone.
The eighth hall,
City King Huang Leng looked at the thousands of dead souls cooked in Dading below,
Reach out,
Pick up your favorite inkstone,
Thrown into the firewood,
after,
Yubi Zhupai,
Never use it again,
It's better to burn, burn, mash...go.
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The ninth hall,
A red belt judge sat in the empty hall with empty eyes.
Tenth Hall,
Samsara Wang Xue overturned all the cases on the table,
An angry roar!
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At the beginning,
Ten Temples, Yan Luo, lacked an equal Wang Lu,
Represents the damage of the round mirror,
nowadays,
One more Chujiang Wangli,
This means that this kind of disintegration can no longer be stopped.
Everyone is feeling,
Everyone is sad too,
Everyone is helpless,
But everyone,
None are innocent.
The only different equal Wang Lu has completely disappeared a year and a half ago.
The spiked head was pulled out early,
leftover,
Just a pot of frogs,
Warm water has been burned into boiling water,
Can't run away.
King Chu Jiang slowly raised his head,
Continue to look at Zhou Ze,
The dense fireflies began to dissipate around him, which was the last remaining source of the King Chujiang.
Zhou Ze would not have eaten it himself.
Because it means a lot of trouble, eating, easy to indigestion, and easy to poison.
and,
These sources have long been left,
Much less than the old monkey gave himself before he died,
most,
All have been consumed in the process of chasing.
"For... why?"
King Chujiang still puzzled,
At this time, he was just like the ordinary people before Yang Yang was killed. What he pursued was nothing more than death, and he wanted to understand.
"I... did it."
"Right...and then?"
"it's difficult."
"Right...and then?"
"So, I know you can't do it."
"........." King Chujiang.
today,
For the third time, King Chujiang thought of the dish name.
I have done this.
So I know how hard he is;
Even if I did it, it was so difficult,
Then,
At your level,
It simply cannot be done.
and so,
Since you can’t keep your life,
Go die.
Very cruel,
Very realistic,
With a cold texture.
this moment,
King Chujiang knew clearly,
My own ending is already doomed,
No matter what he says, no matter what he promises,
For the man in front of him,
He didn't care.
In his eyes,
What he saw did not care,
Really don't care.
He does not care about the mountains and rivers he once laid, nor does he care about sitting on the throne of bones overlooking the territory at his feet;
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Don't care about the change of the sun, moon and stars, and the change of yin and yang.
"I... I was curious... You were... Why did you stop it..."
Zhou Ze slowly raised his arm,
A generation of Yan Luo,
He was lifted.
I didn’t intend to talk to him more nonsense,
But since it was involved in the past,
May wish to say a few more words.
"Because... I was sitting in that position."
In the tone,
With dissatisfaction,
With disgust,
It seemed like I was in trouble and I had to deal with it. In short, I was very reluctant.
Because I was the Lord of Hell,
When changes in yin and yang are about to occur,
He can only go up to stop.
After all, in the dictionary of Yinggou,
There is no word "escape".
Even if the price he paid for it was his success, he also fell.
But he has no regrets, and some are still tired of trouble and...disgusting.
"Finally.........finally...a question..."
The voice of King Chujiang is already very small~EbookFREE.me~ As most of the residual origin dissipates,
His consciousness is becoming more and more blurred,
"Finally.........a question... why......... why are we ten... will come to today... today this step...''
why,
why,
Why exactly?
Perhaps before returning to the sun, perhaps when Ying Gou came to the door of his palace, he did not realize what his death meant.
but now,
He got it,
He understood it when he was over Taishan and could not enter.
His death,
Is the key to the collapse of the Ten Temples
His death,
Will declare the complete collapse of the Ten Palaces.
Old, will go on;
The new one will come up.
Bodhisattva lied to him,
Do not,
The Bodhisattva did not lie to him,
When he was still in the sun, he went to ask the Bodhisattva. Bodhisattva and he said that the stage, an era, a stage.
He thought the bodhisattva was talking about winning,
in fact,
The Bodhisattva is talking about him.
The bodhisattva said he would wait for another child,
The Yan Luo people also thought that there was a beautiful scenery,
But in fact,
Less than two years!
Buddha,
can not wait anymore.
Yes,
He really couldn't wait, just waiting for me... dead.
King Chujiang is waiting,
Wait for the win to give yourself the answer.
Win hook looked at him,
The opening gives the answer,
After hearing this answer,
King Chujiang’s body,
Completely collapsed,
Dissipated in this vast hell,
In the moment of dissipation,
He still seems to relive the answer:
"German...no...match...bit..."