Neutral villain: Man of Destiny, why are you lame?

As Qinghe said, he patted Qin Tian twice, and he was also full of smiles, with a shy face and no sense of shame at all.

Qinghe didn't want to argue with him anymore, seeing that he was still able to say some angry words, he knew that he was fine, so he took two steps forward slightly, watching the scene of the "Live Fire Melting City".

There are countless dead souls howling and crying bitterly, and what's more, they want to escape desperately. They push down the dead souls beside them and climb up with hands and feet, but what's the use.

But it was sooner or later.

More are still insensitive, as if they already knew that this was their end.

Die generously?

Not really.

Just resigned to fate.

Qin Tian looked at the miserable situation in front of him, and slowly retracted his bared front teeth.

It's not that he hasn't imagined the scene of hell, but when all this happened before his eyes, he was silent.

"Qinghe? Is this hell?"

"No, this is the world."

A long silence spread between the two, only the constant howling of grief lingered in their ears.

"They're all victims of weather weapons. And that's probably just a part of it."

After an unknown amount of time, Qinghe suddenly opened his mouth, but it fell into Qin Tian's ears like thunder!
Immediately, I just felt the blood flow back!

He was stunned for a moment, "What did you say?"

"I said they were all victims of weather weapons."

Qinghe turned her head, she was still so calm, as calm as a pool of stagnant water, at this moment the densely packed dead souls had been harvested, only the misty lingering smoke was telling the story just now.

Qin Tian thinks that she is not the Holy Mother, and he should be happy for such an act of digging his own grave like the enemy, but for some reason, he always feels that a flame in his chest suddenly grows and grows, and finally it burns like a raging fire. Blood vessels turbulent.

Regret?
Sympathy?
No, neither, this is probably a confession of what happened to the innocent.

"why?"

"No reason, these are what they should do. Maybe when they are still alive, are they happy for their gods who contributed their lives? This is also the belief they have been instilled since childhood."

Qin Tian was speechless. It's not that he has never seen extremist religious organizations. Even in the era of his previous life, such things still happened.

He took a few breaths and regained his usual calmness.

"Qinghe, where did those Yin soldiers go?"

Seeing that Qin Tian was acting like usual again, Luo Qinghe nodded slightly. On the road to becoming a strong man, he is destined to be used to blood and rain. Maybe he can speak out for the weak, but can you save a lifetime if you save it for a while? ?

Only when these suffering people are liberated from their minds, maybe there will be a day when the shackles will be broken.

"I didn't notice where the Yin soldiers went, but it will probably appear soon."

"That being the case, let's take a look at the whole picture of this so-called hell first. Although I have imagined what it would look like, this is the first time I have actually come into contact with it."

Qinghe nodded. They have been in Hell for so long, but they have not seen any living creatures. Perhaps because of the changes of the times, Hell no longer needs the control of gods and can reincarnate on its own, or...

She didn't continue to think about it, and she could find out what the conclusion was.

Qin Tian then discerned the direction, but it was always a blurry boundary here, and there was no need for direction or direction.

Because they were not sure if something would suddenly pop up on the ground, the two of them just flew in the sky casually, avoiding the sudden eruption of magma columns from time to time. Long-term flying is boring and boring. So depressed, neither of them had anything to say, they just flew quietly.

After flying for several hours, a world of ice and snow suddenly bumped into their eyes!
An obvious dividing line separates flame and ice and snow into two worlds so clearly, they do not invade each other but are connected to each other!
"It's a wonderful sight. Could it be that this hell is also divided into different parts?"

Qin Tian was amazed, while looking at the boundless pure white blizzard world, he felt that his eyes were about to go blind!

For some reason, he suddenly remembered the legend of the eighteen levels of hell. Could it be that this legend is actually true?
Qinghe squinted his eyes a little uncomfortable, the snow is so white and holy, so white that it is hard to imagine that this is a scene of hell!
When Qin Tian saw this, he rummaged through his storage bag, as if he was looking for treasure!
"I found it! With this, I won't be afraid of getting snowblind!"

Hearing his strange cry, Luo Qinghe thought he had found some magic weapon, but he saw him holding a pair of black but vaguely transparent stockings with a strange look on his face like offering a treasure!

"Brother Qin Tian, ​​what is this?"

Qinghe couldn't help but stepped forward to touch it, but found that the socks were so smooth, even a little delicate. I don't know what kind of material they are made of?
"Oh, this thing is called black silk, and it's actually the clothes you girls wear, um, on your lower body. Of course, some perverts like to wear them too."

"Ah, Brother Qin Tian, ​​why do you have such a thing in your hand? Could it be that you are actually a pervert?"

Qinghe took two steps back slightly, covered his small mouth with his hands and looked at Qin Tian with disbelief, as if he was looking at garbage.

"What are you thinking? I originally wanted to wear it for Yue'er, but that girl didn't wear it for life and death. She said that she would be ashamed to see others if she wore it. We don't know why that girl is like this because she is a member of the Tianhu family. Conservative. So I always carry it."

After all, Qin Tian skillfully put the black silk on his head, covering his whole head by the way, while the excess part was fluttering in the wind and snow.

How should I put it, Qinghe suddenly felt that Qin Tian's demeanor had changed from a bully hooligan to a wretched old man.

"Come on, you can tie this on your eyes, and you won't be afraid of snow blindness."

Qinghe took Heisi suspiciously, wondering if it would really work?

But looking at Qin Tian's happy appearance, and thinking about it for a while, there would be no living things in this kind of place, so he tied it to his eyes.

Even so, Qin Tian's temperament has improved a lot, and on the contrary, he has an inexplicable sense of charm!

Although he didn't understand the principle of this thing, after tying it on, Qinghe felt a lot more comfortable in his eyes, and it still had some effect after thinking about it.

Qin Tian looked at Qinghe's demon king, was stunned for a moment, then clapped his hands, and then pointed at Qinghe with both hands like a "gun", "Oh, not bad!"

Seeing his funny appearance, Qinghe smiled "puchi".

"You are the only one who can play tricks!"

As he said that, Qinghe glared at him, but the movement was a little hazy with the black silk blocking it, which added a bit of beauty to it.

"Qinghe, when did you learn to be charming with Yue'er? Why do I feel that you are a little less pure and a little more charming now than before?"

Qin Tian pinched his chin and muttered to himself.

"Talk out, look for a fight."