Death Inquisitor

silent Hill.

3. The corner of the head looked at Zhao Feixiong's crazy look and paused for a moment, then he slowly raised his left hand.

Zhao Feixiong's crazy eyes shrank sharply.

Just when Zhao Feixiong thought that Sanjiao's head would make a powerful attack, Sanjiao's left hand suddenly gripped, leaving only one middle finger, pointing to Zhao Feixiong.

Lying!

Zhao Feixiong's stern expression froze, and the **** head despised him.

At this moment, the machete of the third and horned heads was raised high, and the sound of "Woo" split.

"Bella" came out.

From the top of his head to his crotch, Zhao Feixiong suddenly showed a red line.

His mouth moved hard, but he couldn't say anything, and his eyes instantly showed a fierce and crazy look.

"Wow" came, Zhao Feixiong's intestines gushed off a brain.

His body is also at this moment, turning into two halves and falling to the ground.

His eyes faded gradually.

Studio.

"Dead, Gee, don't know if this pen will turn into a ghost?"

"Become a fart, even if it is changed, it will be taken away."

"Hahaha...I really hope he changes."

"Wait, today's live broadcast doesn't seem to be over yet?"

"Huh? Is there anything to come?"

Originally, the death trial, which should have ended here, did not end.

After a full minute of time, three, the horn turned and left, leaving only the body of Zhao Feixiong cut in half.

Three minutes later, the barrage in the broadcast room skyrocketed.

"What's going on? Is Zhao Feixiong really going to be a ghost?"

"It's likely that the death trial will continue."

Five minutes later, two groups of gray mist-like gas flew from Zhao Feixiong's two halves, then floated into the air and merged together.

The gray gas is continuously twisted and rotated, and when it is completely still, a figure appears in the live screen of the death trial.

After a few breaths, the figure became Zhao Feixiong.

It's just that Zhao Feixiong's expression is extremely fierce at the moment.

"Ji-Ji-Ji... Lao Tzu is a ghost..." Zhao Feixiong shouted sharply.

Studio.

"Lying trough! This stupid reality turned into a ghost!"

"Confucius said, panic, even if he works hard, no matter how ghostly, he can't escape the palm of the judge."

"That is, continue to see. Among the super powers of the magistrate, controlling ghosts is just one of them."

"Lying trough! Here!"

silent Hill.

"Ji Jie...Death magistrate, you are waiting for Lao Tzu. Lao Tzu wants to stretch your muscles, pick your skin, and drink your blood!" Zhao Feixiong's soul looked up at the sky and howled.

Just then, a group of red shadows suddenly appeared in this dilapidated room.

When she showed her true body, the barrage in the live broadcast room once again raged.

"Goddess in red! Hahaha..."

"Oh I went, it turned out to be the goddess in red..."

"Hey, Zhao Feixiong should cry now."

"Hahaha, let me just say, this stupidity turns into a ghost, and it is also a battered part."

silent Hill.

Zhao Feixiong's shrill screams stopped abruptly at the moment the red ghost appeared.

Suddenly his soul was tumbling, and he felt threatened, deadly threatened.

Although he has just become a ghost, Zhao Feixiong knows what this feeling means.

The red ghost in front of him is stronger than him.

"Your soul exudes a stench." The female ghost in red looked at Zhao Feixiong and said in disgust.

"You!" Zhao Feixiong's soul began to churn in an instant, obviously he was stimulated.

"The master said, you must die, do you know what this represents?" The female ghost in red didn't care about Zhao Feixiong's sudden change, and asked lightly.

Zhao Feixiong's soul churned again, and a fearful expression appeared on his face.

Although he is now a ghost and a state of soul, his expression faithfully reflects his thoughts.

He was in fear, he was in fear, obviously turned into a ghost, thinking that revenge is expected.

But at this moment, Zhao Feixiong suddenly discovered that he was really stupid.

The death judge is not a person at all. He is too powerful. Even if he becomes a ghost, Zhao Feixiong is only a toy in the hands of the death judge.

"No... don't kill me... I'm wrong... I'm really wrong... I don't want to die, I want to be reborn..." Zhao Feixiong's soul wailed in horror.

"Late, starting from the sentence before your death, your destiny is doomed." The female ghost in red finished lightly, and then raised the ghost claws, rushed to Zhao Feixiong.

"No! I don't want to die!" Zhao Feixiong's soul let out a scream, and then raised the ghost claws to meet the red ghost.

"Puff" came, and Zhao Feixiong's ghost claws were torn off by the red ghost.

"Ao..." Zhao Feixiong's soul made a miserable wailing sound.

I saw that his soul oscillated immediately, and then became thinner.

The soul of Zhao Feixiong who discovered this situation suddenly screamed in shock, and then flew out directly.

"Want to run? Do you think you ran away?" The red ghost's face suddenly became cruel, and then chased.

It turned out that the female ghost in red didn't use her full strength at all, but at this moment, the female ghost in red didn't dare delay, she was afraid that Ye Chen was angry, she didn't want the newly born spirit to be wiped out by Ye Chen.

But within a short time of breathing, the female ghost in red caught up with Zhao Feixiong's soul.

At this moment, the red ghost girl's firepower was fully on, the ghost claws were flying up and down, and Zhao Feixiong's soul made a tragic howl.

His soul is getting weaker and weaker, and he can no longer see clearly.

"No! Please, let me go, I'm a ghost..." Zhao Feixiong's soul begged for fear.

However, the lady in red didn't even care about him, and still attacked him.

As soon as the time for the tea was over, the red ghost was tearing away in front of nothing.

"Ah..." A whimper appeared instantly, and then disappeared without a trace.

"Click." There was a sound.

I saw that Silent Hill began to crack, and then the pieces disappeared, but Silent Hill reached the limit of use and began to collapse.

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