Death Inquisitor

Qin Hui's face was stiff, and the thing he couldn't bear the most was being referred to Yue Fei and Yue Wumu. For so many years, he has been the most unacceptable, is this matter.

He never felt that he had done something wrong, but this world is always scolding him, why? He was just trying to figure out what it was like, that King Kang Zhao Gou asked Yue Fei to die.

Who makes Yue Fei completely ignorant of what is called Master Gong Gaozheng, and a person like him will die tragically even without himself!

"Meng Po..." Qin Hui said sullenly: "What's the difference? You are old and immortal!"

Yin Yin standing next to Meng Po shouted loudly: "Bold! You dare to talk to Meng Po like this!"

Qin Hui sneered, but he was a ghost that had lived for so many years, and had been tortured for so many years in hell. For this kind of thing, he didn't care at all.

When he was extremely arrogant, a black invitation letter appeared in front of him out of thin air.

When the black invitation letter floating in the air interrupted Qin Hui, he took the floating death notice and looked down, his face suddenly changed greatly.

After a while, he calmed down. He had seen Ye Chen's trial of Baiqi before, so he also had a certain understanding of the trial. Baiqi was as powerful as it was, and it was turned into fly ash by this death judge. Now it is him. There will not be any change in the estimated results.

He looked up loudly and said, "Death magistrate? How could you, a big man, notice that my little character has risen?" His attitude is very humble, and he can't see it at all. He was once a mouthful. A half-truth.

However, it is precisely because of his appearance that he let Zhao Gou, the faint monarch of the Song Dynasty, trust him so much.

It is a pity that Ye Chen never eats his set. He didn't take it as a matter of course that he could not get on the table. But it's just hypocrisy, and it's a disgusting trick.

Betta live broadcast, live broadcast of death opened again. Countless fans poured in, and when they saw the line of subtitles on the screen, they became extremely excited. But they never thought about it. One day they would have such an opportunity. Come and see A glance at the death judge's trial of the smelly bastard:

Qin Hui, male, unknown age, occupation: Minister of the Song Dynasty.

Crime: Killing countless innocent people, creating injustice, murdering Zhongliang...

When the picture was completely lit, Qin Hui was still talking eloquently: "Master Death Magistrate, look, why are you such a person like me, oh no, ghosts can't get through it? Think about it, your noble character, It’s obviously not in your identity to do such a thing. “It seems that he doesn’t know much about the death judge, it’s just limited to seeing Ye Chen’s trial Baiqi that day.

If he really understands Ye Chen and understands, the death judge and the death notice always mean anything, he wouldn’t say such things when he wanted to. He will understand that even if he said that the smallpox is falling, it will not be of any use.

Ye Chen was not interested in hearing such a traitor, and he slapped himself. He is not Zhao Gou, nor does he like to hear others tout himself like this. There was only a growing accumulation of disgust in his heart.

Such a person, just hearing what he did, is already disgusting enough, when you are really facing him, it will be disgusting to an unbearable level.

"Trial, start!"

Ye Chen’s icy voice made the smile on Qin Hui’s face never stop. He thought he could have a chance to persuade this death judge. In his opinion, such a powerful person likes to hear others treat him Touted. It is a pity that he made a mistake.

Ye Chen has no interest in these touted.

"Death magistrate, don't go too far! My Qin Hui once said that he was a prince, that is, a person above 10,000 people, and now he is a ghost. That's not the nameless person like you. Indiscriminate abuse!"

Ye Chen almost didn't laugh out loud, this kind of person turned over a lot faster than he turned a book. The previous moment he was still the death judge in his mouth, and the next second became anonymous. generation. It is estimated that it is useless to feel soft to yourself, so I plan to harden myself.

Ye Chen snapped his fingers, and Qin Hui's head suddenly thundered, and the continuous thunder blew Qin Hui, making him understand that the death judge he faced was a character who didn't eat hard or soft.

"Death Magistrate, this is Yincaodifu. As far as I know, you are not the ghost of Yinsi. You are not qualified to treat me like this. You must know that this is the place of King Yan. If you are like this, King Yan will definitely not let you go. ."

Ye Chen was really too lazy to listen to this villain's tongue, and the lightning above Qin Hui's head suddenly fell. The tingling feeling made Qin Hui obediently close his mouth, and his heart was still terrified of it.

Thunderbolt Chan circumvented his soul, pulled him up directly, and disappeared from this bridge in a blink of an eye. In the ghost town of Fengdu, a large screen appeared, and Qin Hui's ghost appeared in front of them.

Qin Hui didn't know where he was. He just saw everything around him that he hadn't seen before, and countless other things he hadn't seen before.

In the eyes of countless fans, they know where this is. In fact, they can't say anything about knowing or not knowing. There is only one reason why they know this place. That is where such places have a common name, called pedestrian streets.

There was nothing else in Qin Hui's surroundings except for the anger that his ghost exuded. His eyes were filled with confusion, and he couldn't understand why this happened.

Of course, one thing he can be sure of is that he came to this strange place because of the death judge.

Up to now, Qin Hui still has not given up his threat and persuasion to the death judge:

"Death magistrate, what use are you doing this? Do you want me to dissipate in these three realms like Bai Qi?

That's completely unnecessary. Think about it. You have done so many things. Actually, it's blunt. Isn't it the only purpose? That is to complete your trial.

But the problem is that I don't have any guilt at all. All I did was just ordered by the emperor, Zhao Gou. Your guilt on the death notice has nothing to do with me. "...

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