Chapter 218: [218] Eighteen floors of hell

"Of course it is true, how could a baby lie to his mother? Now please ask your mother to close your eyes first, and the baby will send you back immediately!" The little guy's tone is very proud, all this is God's will, if not the father's After dispersing for thousands of years to protect the mother, she happened to send her here with the help of Nedan, and they would not be so easy to save themselves!
the other side.
"Ah, I don't want to die, don't kill me, don't kill me!" If Lanxi had smelled the breath of death, she suddenly became very flustered, and after working so hard for so long, she really didn't want to lose anything.
It is a pity that she underestimated her strength and underestimated Qi Feiyue's affection for Mu Tangchun. Life and death are never separated, and it is no exaggeration to use them on them.
But her resistance was futile, and the pain of her soul being ripped across her body seemed to feel her soul being stripped ...
"Ah ..." The screams of heartbreaking sounded, and Lanxi Ruo realized what the pain of life is better than death.
"Junchun, are you okay?" Qi Feiyue was too lazy to look at her, and ran forward to hug her woman in his arms. It seems that his bet is correct, his little woman finally returned !!
Sure enough, in the expectation of everyone, Mu Tangchun slowly opened his eyes.
"Junchun, it's great that you can come back!" Qi Feiyue hugged her tightly, crying with joy, "Do you know how scared and worried I am, I really worry that I will lose you for this!"
"Feiyue, am I not coming back!" Mu Tang smiled and gently stroked the handsome face that was enough to make the world look pale. "I promised to grow old with you, so how could I leave?" How about you? "
"Just come back, just come back!" Yin Xueer kept wiping tears, now all the dangers have passed, and Feiyue and Chunchun can finally be at ease together!
"Since Chunchun is okay, shouldn't the account be counted clearly?" 夙 Feiyue stood up, and the gentle, watery eyes had already been replaced by Leng Yan.
Lan Xi Ruosheng shivered, she knew that this time, she really put herself on the road.
"No ... don't kill me, I don't want to die, I don't want to die!" If Lan Xi shuddered, she was so trembling that she couldn't be a queen, and now she has to accompany her even her life. Mu Tang was almost dead, but still wished they would let her go.
"Oh ... it's late!" Qi Feiyue's voice had just fallen, and suddenly a black whirlwind blew from the room. A handsome man in a black robe appeared in the room.
"Leave, this woman will be entrusted to you!" It is really a good time for my friend to come, and by the way, she can help her solve a big problem, and hand Lan Xiruo to His Royal Highness Pluto, guaranteeing that her death will be more painful than living.
"What do you want?" Thousands of miles summoned him, I'm afraid it's not that simple!
"I've heard about the eighteen layers of in your underworld, but I haven't had a chance to see them, and the torture in the eighteen layers of is even more famous in the four worlds. Are you interested in explaining it today?" Lan Xiruo, who was so pale, raised an eyebrow at his friend.
"Pull tongue, scissors, mirror, knife mountain, oil pot, sea of ​​fire, steamer, copper pillar, iceberg, sheep pit, stone pressure, mortar, blood pool, suffocation, volcano, graphite, knife, gauntlet. Eighteen kinds in all Punishment, I wonder if His Royal Highness Satisfied is satisfied? "Ye Yanli started counting the number of fingers one by one, no more, no less, exactly eighteen.
"Ah ..." Don't say any more. If Lanxi screams suddenly, this is really terrible. I am afraid that one of them is unbearable pain. There are still eighteen kinds.