Chapter 105: When I go to hell, I will come back again!

The white cat, whose hair is like snow, looks like the most delicate and pure white in the world, with uncommon flexibility and clarity;
But its shadow is black, it is a kind of desperate black, like the demon tentacles extended from the ground, constantly spreading and covering,
Accompanying
It is a curse and despair!
In the cat's eyes flashing, it is exactly the same as the depth of Liang Chuan's previous eyes. The red depth is like tumbling magma, suffocating!
If you look carefully,
It seems that from the cat's eyes, there are faintly groaning figures and piles of bones.
A pair of cat eyes,
The deepest and most terrifying portraits of Hell,
That's purgatory,
That is Shura,
That's where all beings rest and finally go crazy,
Is the origin of life,
Is the destination of everything!
And that place,
Even ordinary ghosts are not qualified to get close.
Because there is no essential difference between ghost ghosts and ordinary ghosts.
"Meow!"
mew,
Resounded throughout the old street,
The ghosts who swarmed directly shivered,
At this moment, they seem to have forgotten that they are actually in the sun now, as if they have reached and reached the dark place.
In the sun,
They are mysterious beings that are out of sight of people. They exist in the monsters and myths. They are no different from the old gods on the high mountains. Even they are more grounded. People are afraid of them like tigers!
And in the Yin Division, in Hell, they are just the bottom of a group of civil servants.
While meowing,
The originally dim red in Liang Chuan's eyes gradually recovered, and no blood had flowed out of his orbit. The flowing ones had already drained away, but the kind of Yin Hong still condensed again.
even,
Better than before!
The theme tonight,
Is revenge,
previously,
Is the prelude!
below,
Is the real movement!
My dead friend,
I will take your soul,
Witness everything tonight!
My blood has drained,
below,
It's your turn
Ten fingers twitched again, pale and slender knuckles fluttered gently, he was playing, he was performing, he was rippling his own notes in the midnight.
All listeners,
You have to die!
Among the ghost ghosts, three ghost ghost eyes appeared red at the same time, and then he attacked his companion without hesitation.
You catch me,
You persecute me with the lives of those around me,
You think you are on the side of justice,
You have nothing to look at,
You look down on my ants who came as stowaways,
You feel that you are high above,
You feel very honorable,
You think your will is correct,
So today,
I'd like to see,
you guys,
Where is noble again!
I want to see,
Will you cry?
Will you hurt?
Will you panic?
you guys,
Is it the same as ordinary people,
After dissecting your shiny coat and identity,
whether,
It also has fear!
Cross your fingers, trembling twice as fast as before, the notes of death poured out, and in the ghost shop, the ghosts messed up and started killing each other.
Someone was controlled in the previous second and gave a blow to his companion,
But after the next second,
When he was out of control and lost in confusion, the companion who had just been attacked counterattacked him.
One ghost after another, at this moment seems to have become a string puppet in front of Liang Chuan,
He moves whatever he wants,
Play whatever you want,
He does whatever he wants,
Teasing you,
Playing with you,
Watching you kill each other in fear and hesitation,
this is me,
A gift for you!
You said that I wanted to be a judge
So today,
I am as you wish,
Judge your life and death!
In the corner of the nether shop, the little luoli who is licking the wound with his tongue,
Watching all this with dumbfounded,
She saw her colleagues in front of her killing each other frantically, mercilessly,
She saw the crimson red constantly flashing in the eyes of these people,
She saw the man they chased and leaned against the door frame,
Red eyes,
But with a smile on the corner of his mouth,
Appreciate all this!
Everything is so unreal, so desperate,
This is a dream,
This is definitely a dream,
I must be in a dream,
It must be in a dream!
Yes,
This is not true,
This is definitely not true,
How could this be true!
If Zhou Ze is also here at this time, seeing the scene where Little Luoli is completely scared at this time, it is estimated that he will be extremely sighed. The former is the biggest threat to Little Luoli in his eyes.
At this time, I was really scared into an ordinary stupid luoli,
Curled up there,
Shivering.
It is a pity that she is a soul body and has no physical body,
Otherwise, if Zhou Ze is here, she can open her skirt to see if she will be scared.
Of course, in Tongcheng, which is more than two thousand kilometers away from Rongcheng, Zhou Ze is not completely insensitive. The mark on his right hand, the location of the imprint, is constantly tingling, and the pain is a bit unbearable. Clenched his fist.
Although not sure what is going on,
But Zhou Ze had a hunch,
That is the little luoli who will cause trouble if she arrives in Tongcheng. Now she is in huge trouble. The key to the gate of that she left to her is shifting, which means She is gradually losing control of this key!
Once she really doesn’t come,
This key,
It's yours, and it belongs to you completely!
The certificate has been handed over, and the key is handed over,
I am a justified ghost messenger!
Rongcheng,
Old street,
Messed up,
Messed up,
Completely messed up,
The whole old street is north,
It became a pot of porridge.
"When I went to hell,
Will walk on the path paved with bones;
When I went to hell,
The most beautiful flowers on the other shore will be picked;"
Looking at this crazy scene in front of my eyes,
Liang Chuan smiled happily,
He chanted softly, as if he was the narrator of this crazy tragedy,
Dubbed this stage play where the smell can almost drip out.
Fingertips, still dancing,
Melody, still pouring,
Not over yet,
Can't stop yet.
The white cat had soaked in blood, and slowly dyed its pure white hair, but the white cat stood there resolutely, standing beside Liang Chuan.
Liang Chuan's eyes were no longer visible, and he was deeply sunken. The whole person also became somewhat described as withered, as if a gust of wind could blow it down.
But the blood deep inside his eyes,
But it keeps rippling,
not enough,
not enough,
Really,
not enough!
"When I went to hell,
Will drink the most muddy yellow spring water;
When I went to hell,
Will shuttle the endless curse;
When I went to hell,
Will face the darkness of nothingness. "
The recitation sounds to these ghosts, like urgency, urging them to continually push this fratricidal killing to high tide, tide, and urging them to work harder to pierce their weapons into their companions. body.
Soul is broken,
There are screams resounding,
There is roaring roaring,
They know what they are doing,
But the most painful thing is that they know what they are doing! ! !
They can't stop,
unstoppable,
They have lost their ego and can only complete their movements under the gaze of the man,
At this moment,
They seemed to really feel it, and a judge was standing in front of them, holding a pen, telling their crimes, and sending them to the execution ground!
But from time to time,
Only they ghostly escorted others into and went to the pan to collect filial piety money,
When did they appear to themselves be to suffer such torture?
Fight,
Still going on,
despair,
It has been spreading.
"When I went to hell,
Will be buried in a sea of ​​endless blood;
When I went to hell,
Will devote to the devil;
When I went to hell,
Will indulge in loneliness;
When I went to hell,
Will never head. "
The chanting started faster and faster, and the rhythm became clearer. Liang Chuan began to forget more and more. He was immersed in the rhythm that did not exist, if he pretended to feel the atmosphere he created for himself.
Ordinary people see this scene, they think he has a problem with his brain, it is a mental patient's self-entertainment,
Only
The ghost messengers in the nether shop,
Really felt this horror, felt this despair!
"When I went to hell,
Will no longer be confused;
When I went to hell,
Will no longer hesitate;
When I went to hell,
Will give up thinking
When I went to hell,
The mess will be thrown away. "
The faceless woman who was kneeling in the corner before, slowly chanting the same sentence as Liang Chuankou, she slowly stood up,
She held out her hand,
Open your hair,
She had no face,
The facial features are slowly rising.
At this moment,
Not struggling,
There is no resistance,
In this singing,
As if many things have been settled!
Mouth, split,
Red lips appeared, tongue raised, shell teeth appeared, and the entire face became clear.
This is a moving face,
This is a pretty face,
This is a young face.
The woman looked at Liang Chuan and accompanied Liang Chuan to sing along.
Liang Chuan reached out and patted the woman's head, as if touching his own sister.
Her dream is to become an apostle of hell, she is obsessed with it, dedicated to it,
and so,
He gave her this opportunity,
This is her choice, no hesitation, no sorrow, no worries.
The two looked at each other and continued to recite together:
"When I went to hell,
Will be buried in the past;
When I went to hell,
Will cover up the future,
When I went to hell,
There will no longer be me in this world! "
When chanting here~EbookFREE.me~ The white cat has become a cat, it crawls down, it can't hold it, and Liang Chuan slowly sits down against the door frame,
Exhausted the last bit of energy,
Recite the last paragraph:
"When I went to hell,
Will eventually return again! "
"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"
Ghostly soul,
Blew one by one,
One by one dissipated in this world,
As if giving this piece of music,
The painting is unique to it,
pause.