Chapter 1143: Hello Lord of Death (3)

Huo Wenhua listened, his face was as white as paper, and his whole body was shaking like sieve. "Why? Why is it such a big punishment?"
"Brother, brother, brother ..."
Huo Wendong called Huo Wenhua with an extremely pitiful tone of resentment, "I am so terribly miserable, oh, I was so small that year, I was fooled into a boat by you, bought by a trafficker, and with a lot of eyes and beatings, Didn't eat, wear, or sleep ... "
Hearing Huo Wendong's words, Huo Wenhua's guilt overcame fear.
Yes, everything was his fault that day. What about the punishment he now bears instead of his brother?
I do n’t go to hell, who goes to hell?
Did n’t the Buddha have these words?
What's more, he was going to replace the of his brother.
With this in mind, he looked up at Death God, "I'm willing to replace him!"
"Decided?"
Death looked at him and waved it.
Behind him, two dark clouds appeared instantly.
Two ghosts came out of the dark clouds!
One looks like a bull's head and one looks like a horse's face!
They are at least two meters and five meters long, with a ferocious face, and are holding a large black chain.
Seeing the legendary bull's head and horse face appearing in front of him, Huo Wenhua's nervousness jumped into Sang's eyes.
"Decided?"
Death re-examines Huo Wenhua, "It's decided, you just go with the bull and the horse!"
"brother……"
Huo Wendong was afraid of Huo Wenhua's regret and shouted pitifully, "Save me ..."
Huo Wenhua's heart softened and he nodded, "Well, it's decided."
After that, he reached out his hand very actively.
Grim Reaper Black Robe ...
Huo Wenhua's soul escaped from his physical body!
The bull's head was on the horse, and he cuffed his hands.
Seeing Huo Wenhua like this, Yang Zimei really felt sorry for him.
Such a soul that is still benevolent after being rich is so clean, but now it has to suffer the retribution of evil people.
Huo Wendong rejoiced, approached Huo Wenhua's body, and wanted to attach to it.
Yang Zimei's fingers moved, and his soul flew open!
"Master Yang, what are you doing? Don't stop me from being born again, I want to enjoy my life!"
Huo Wendong yelled, looking forward.
"Master, Grim Reaper, can you really do this?"
Yang Zimei reluctantly stared at Death Road, "Mr. Huo Wenhua, is it really coming to an end?"
"This is his choice."
Death said coldly, "I respect his choice, of course, he can be allowed to regret it once."
When Huo Wendong heard it, he became nervous and yelled at Huo Wenhua's soul, "Brother, you can't regret it, you promised me."
Yang Zimei looked at Huo Wenhua, "Mr. Huo, aren't you afraid that your choice is wrong?"
Huo Wenhua smiled bitterly, "Even if it was wrong, I only have this choice. I lost Wen Dong once and I will return everything to him. Master Yang, please take good care of him!"
The corner of Yang Zimei's lips tugged slightly.
According to Huo Wendong's statement just now, she will never take care of such people, so she did not answer.
Hearing that Huo Wenhua didn't regret it, Huo Wendong's nervous expression relaxed again. "Master Yang, don't do anything more. This is my brother's choice. You go away and let me in!
Yang Zimei looked at Death.
Grim Reaper just looked at him empty-faced, and the beautiful face on the half had no emotion.
Helpless by Yang Zimei, Huo Wendong entered Huo Wenhua's body.
Huo Wendong got the physical attachment and jumped up in excitement, then he shouted and shouted.
In his heart, there was ecstatic cheering: "I am developed, I am born again!"