Death Inquisitor

When all the mirrors on the tree contained the figure of one of them, this time the trial was considered complete. At this level of physicality, the two people may have become accustomed to this pain, but this time it has become a lot calmer.

After all the pain had disappeared, it turned into a dark world, and a beam of light shone on their heads as before.

After Qian Damao stood up, he said, "What a **** judge, really he is the judge of hell, and dare to try us? But it is just these means, I... I tell you... I am not afraid at all... You!" His voice was still weak, not very loud. It sounds very clear in Ye Chen's ears...

Li Guihua didn't speak, but stood behind Qian Damao and took his arm. The two people who were still accusing each other now depend on each other.

"Come on, see if you have any other means, isn't it the eighteenth level of hell, is it painful if you say it bluntly, let's say...you can... what about it, is it not all the same if you say it bluntly?" Qian Damao's voice gradually grew louder, but when it came to the bottom of the pan, he seemed a bit emboldened.

"I'm going, this scum is so arrogant, he has gone to hell, dare to talk to the magistrate like this, do you think it was not exciting enough?"

"I guess this kind of person just broke the jar and broke it. Anyway, they can't escape this pain. It would be better to take the opportunity to get addicted."

"The upstairs said makes sense, so I hope the magistrate will take care of this scumbag again, and don't make him feel that he is not afraid of anything now."

"Must, you can't let this kind of animal out easily, otherwise I don't feel relieved, I am the boss, as a member of your many brains, I beg you to let these two animals know what is called Human tragedy!"

"Yes, that's right. My brother was kidnapped by these people. They don't know where to suffer now. They must not let them off!"

The narrative of the barrage, Ye Chen didn't care much, he had watched too much.

It was Qian Damao's words, but Ye Chen felt that it was quite reasonable. He combined the third layer of **** with the fourth layer of **** and let them try it. Then the remaining other layers of **** are actually not of their own significance. Very big.

The physical and physical torture alone, if the psychological torture does not reach the level that Ye Chen wants, it is not enough to repay the pain suffered by those children.

"Since you are so fearless, then try this."

The surroundings gradually light up. This time is different from before. As long as you look at the past, you can clearly know where **** is.

Now, it looks like an abandoned hospital. Qian Damao and Li Guihua were standing in the corridor of the hospital. The cold wind was constantly blowing through the corridor. Qian Damao, with his shirtless body, could not help but shudder. After sniffing his nose, he sneezed two times. .

Afterwards, he appeared extraordinarily arrogant, pointing at the ceiling as if pointing to Ye Chen's nose: "You are a judge for a dog day, what are you doing? Dare to compete with me, isn't hell? I am now I’ve been there once, and I’m not afraid of anything anymore. Did you feel that you can’t do it and changed the place for Lao Tzu? I can tell you, it’s useless!”

Li Guihua is much timid. No matter how much torment she experiences, a woman will eventually be more afraid of something.

She took Qian Damao's arm and whispered to him, "Her husband, please whisper, OK... I'm a little scared."

Qian Damao lifted Li Guihua's hand away and said rather incomprehensiblely: "What's the matter, what's the matter? I'm talking aloud! What are you afraid of? We've all been to **** just now! But hell, what else do we have to fear."

Li Guihua was still shy, and wanted to hold Qian Da Mao's arm, hoping to gain a sense of security in this way.

It's a pity that Qian Damo didn't understand her emotions at all. Instead, she directly avoided her arm and looked extremely contemptuous. She took two steps back and yelled. Then shouted towards the ceiling: "Death magistrate, I can tell you, I am not afraid of you at all, you have the ability to kill me directly like this, if you don't kill me, when I catch you, I will Let you know what is pain!"

Ye Chen looked coldly at the seemingly lifeless Qian Da Mao on the screen. After a person adapted to something and was able to do something that others could not do, some of it would produce an inexplicable confidence. It's as if he has really become invincible.

And usually such a person, not only can't go far, but will die because of it is ugly. Obviously, Qian Da Mao is such a person today.

While he was still clamoring, a white figure suddenly appeared in the wall behind Li Guihua, who was panicking and anxious, and silent.

Li Guihua only felt that there was a cold wind blowing behind her neck constantly, just like your winter cold snow was accidentally poured into the collar by the cold wind, and it was cold and biting.

When Li Guihua just wanted to look around, the white figure suddenly took a step forward, and only then did she see her face clearly.

The entire face seemed to be burnt by the fire, except for the eyes, all the other parts had been scorched. I can't tell clearly where the mouth is from the nose, only a pile of charred meat is still there, and the pieces of meat are falling down.

Li Guihua didn't even respond at all. She pulled a white figure to hold her face, and her mouth was covered. No sound came out, and then the white figure pulled Li Guihua towards the wall little by little.

No matter how hard Li Guihua struggles, it is just in vain, and even a louder voice can't do it. He can only look at Qian Damao's back, and then he is pulled into the wall little by little by the white figure.

Ye Chen scolded that it was the rising money daomao who didn't even realize that his wife had disappeared from behind him.

"Death magistrate, not only I am not afraid of you, even my woman is not afraid of you! Li Guihua!" Qian Damao turned his head and shouted: "Come and scold me together..."

His mouth closed, and he hadn't finished speaking. In front of his eyes, in addition to an empty corridor, there was Li Guihua's shadow. ..

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