Bureau of Psychic Creatures Investigation

Behind the Shimen, it was eerie, pitch black, and extremely quiet.

There seems to be no light in this place.

Fu Kuan was slightly taken aback, he didn't expect this place to be even worse than the forest just now.

Knowing that this place was even worse, Fu Kuan felt that he might as well stay in the original forest.

After all, that way, he could still touch some light.

There is not even a trace of flame in this place!

It was too late to say that, just as Fu Kuan was thinking this way, two ghostly will-o'-the-wisps instantly rose from the candlesticks on both sides of Fu Kuan.

Flickering and dimming, the two groups of ghost fires looked very strange and coquettish. Such colorful flames were shining at this moment.

"Good fellow! There is a fire, where is that man?"

Fu Kuan felt dumbfounded, could this place be the Room of Requirement in "Harry Potter"?

The kind that asks for what?

In this case, it's not too much for Fu Kuan to ask for a beauty, right?

For example Diao Chan, Wang Zhaojun, Xi Shi, Yang Yuhuan...

The four ancient beauties are all embraced in their arms, which can be described as a beautiful thing!
However, just as this naive fantasy entered Fu Kuan's mind, a deep and majestic voice rang in front of Fu Kuan.

"Fu Kuan, who died at the age of 23, violated the three precepts during his lifetime, including greed, hatred and ignorance, from an 80-year-old grandmother to a girl in her late teens, you didn't let go of any of them.

Are you guilty? "

A cold voice, like a god's judgment, sounded above Fu Kuan.

Fu Kuan was slightly taken aback, with a hint of doubt and curiosity.

Fu Kuan raised his head and looked up at the position above. What Fu Kuan saw was a middle-aged man with a majestic but extremely gloomy face.

"Ouch!"

The moment he saw this middle-aged man, Fu Kuan immediately thought of King Yama in myths and legends.

The one in front of me, could it be the King Yama?

goo-dong-

After swallowing a mouthful of saliva, Fu Kuan asked tremblingly, "Ahem! Are you the Yama king?"

"It's the king!"

Yan Luo Wang looked arrogant and nodded arrogantly.

"Fu Kuan, are you convicted?"

He simply and neatly admitted that he was the Queen of Yama, and the other party asked Fu Kuan again whether he knew the crime or not.

Fu Kuan's eyelids twitched and he frowned.

How could he be in the underworld now?

Is it really the same as King Yama said, he is dead now?
After Ping Yuan stunned him with the ghost fox, he directly killed him? !

All kinds of doubts bloomed in Fu Kuan's heart at this time, taking root and sprouting.

Fu Kuan clenched his fists and snorted coldly.

"What crime do you know? I, Fu Kuan, have always acted openly and aboveboard all my life. Besides, I live a good life. Why should I do what you say?"

"Respect the rules of your underworld, that should be after my death, not now!"

Fu Kuan shrugged and snorted coldly.

Showing a domineering look, he didn't pay attention to King Yama in front of him at all.

After seeing that Fu Kuan was so rampant and arrogant, Yan Luo Wang was also completely enraged, his whole body was overflowing with anger!

"Boldly Fu Kuan! Are you questioning this king's verdict? Do you think this king is wronging you?!"

Yan Luo Wang clenched his teeth and yelled furiously.

"Yes or no, you know it in your heart, so why continue to ask me here?"

Fu Kuan was not afraid at all, and was not intimidated by King Yama's few words.

"Bold Fu Kuan! You dare to provoke this king, black and white are impermanent, bull-headed and horse-faced, now execute this king's order immediately.

Capture Fu Kuan and throw Fu Kuan into the [-]th floor of hell, where he will never be reborn forever! "

After Yan Luowang finished speaking, he drew a card from the box on the table, and dropped it heavily on the ground.

"Yes!"

When the order was issued and the sound of the sign falling to the ground fell into Fu Kuan's ears, Fu Kuan couldn't help being startled.

Before Fu Kuan could react, one black and one white, a bull's head and a horse's face, appeared beside Fu Kuan.

"Boy, come with us!"

The black messenger waved his hand, and a chain stretched out from his black sleeve robe, binding Fu Kuan's neck.

The white messenger also threw a chain, binding Fu Kuan's hands and feet.

The bull head and horse face followed closely behind, one person was holding a cloth bag, ready to arrest the soul, and the other was holding a huge machete, as if preparing to cut Fu Kuan's body into tens of thousands of pieces.

Fu Kuan couldn't help opening his eyes wide, dumbfounded.

Swah——

The huge machete fell down, almost cutting Fu Kuan in half.

Looking at the bricks on the ground that were shattered by the machete, Fu Kuan couldn't bear it anymore.

"Good for you, King Yama, good for you, bull-headed and horse-faced, black and white are impermanent!"

"Even if I, Fu Kuan, really die, it's not your turn to execute me! Whether it's true or not, if you treat me this way, even if it's true, I'll make a big fuss and turn it upside down!"

A golden light flashed in Fu Kuan's hand, and the instant the Ghost Sword appeared, the golden flames on Fu Kuan's body swelled.

When the surging golden light fell on the black and white impermanent, bull-headed and horse-faced body, the blazing flame made them involuntarily scream in pain.

what--

The chains fell from their hands.

Fu Kuan sat down on the ground, his butt hurt a little, but Fu Kuan didn't care.

I saw Fu Kuan picked up the ghost sword in his hand, and slashed it on the surrounding chains. With a bang, the extremely hard cold iron was cut in half by Fu Kuan's ghost sword in an instant.

Fu Kuan mobilized the spiritual power in his body again, and directly shattered the chains that bound him.

After untying the chains on his body, Fu Kuan turned his head and looked fiercely at the horse face holding the cloth bag.

"It's your horse face, you want to use this cloth bag to arrest my soul, right? Okay! Then I want to see if your cloth bag is hard, or this ghost sword in my hand is hard!"

After finishing speaking, Fu Kuan waved his hand, and the ghost sword in his hand erupted with surging sword energy instantly.

Shock the Quartet!

When the sword energy swept towards Ma Mian, Ma Mian hurriedly put the cloth bag in his hand in front of him.

However, how could it be possible for his mere cloth bag to block Fu Kuan's ghost sword power?
The bag shattered and turned into a pile of rags, which fell to the ground.

Fu Kuan twisted his neck and made a "cracking" sound all over his body, which was deafening and terrifying.

The next second, Fu Kuan leaped into the air, held the ghost sword in his hand, and slashed towards the horse's face.

"Suffer to death!"

The ghost sword slashed on Ma Mian's chest, leaving a long gash, and blood gushed out from it.

what--

Ma Mian screamed, and the whole person fell on his back, his face was so hideous that it was distorted, and he was extremely crazy.

"you wanna die!"

Niutou yelled, raised the machete in his hand and slashed at Fu Kuan.

Fu Kuan hastily waved the ghost sword in his hand to resist.

However, the strange strength of Niutou was really terrifying, Fu Kuan still took a few steps back before stabilizing his figure.

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