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Feng Ren looked at the killer in horror, turned around and was about to run.

Before he started running, he saw a bronze sword lying in front of him. Fengren recognized this bronze sword. He was holding the corpse all the time when he got the corpse from a foreign race.

In the beginning, the bronze sword was rusty, but after many sacrifices, it was soaked in blood, and the general sword gradually returned to its former sharpness.

He was amazed at first, but he didn't expect it to be used on himself now.

Feng Ren's tone trembled, "You, you let me go."

Qian Zhuang turned the blade of his sword, and the edge flashed, reflecting Feng Ren's distorted face.

"Why does my coffin appear here? Have you ever been to the ancient earth?"

Feng Ren hurriedly begged for mercy, "It's not me, it's not me, it was given to me by a foreign race, and they said that as long as I feed you living people, they can be used by me."

"Foreign race?" Qian Zhuang pressed the bronze sword close to Feng Ren's neck, "Are you a traitor?"

"No." Sensing that his sword was approaching him again, Feng Ren hastily retorted: "Yes."

Qian Zhuang sneered, and put the sword directly on his neck, Fengren's head could fly away with a little force.

The chief guard who was eating barbecue didn't care about eating skewers, so he came to stop Qian Zhuang, "Don't kill him, please leave it to the empire."

Qian Zhuang glanced at the chief guard and withdrew his sword.

Feng Ren collapsed on the ground in an instant, and the guards surrounded Feng Ren, "Feng Ren, you are suspected of treason and collaborating with the enemy, please go back with us to investigate."

"You killed so many people," Feng Jiu looked at the group of lonely souls standing behind Feng Ren, he reached out and nodded on Feng Ren's forehead, "They probably won't let you go."

Feng Jiu snapped Feng Ren's head away, Feng Ren turned his head and saw a group of minced meat ghosts crawling on the ground with hands and feet, "Don't come here!"

The guards couldn't see the ghost, they just thought that Feng Ren was going crazy, so they directly took his hand and handcuffed him, ready to escort him back.

The chief guard stopped beside Feng Jiu, "Mr. Feng Jiu, what should we do with this one?"

Feng Jiu glanced at Qian Zhuang, who had recovered to normal, and Qian Zhuang stared at him dumbly, as if he was looking at something.

"Report the truth, but I will take this person away."

After receiving Tang Cheng's order to listen to Feng Jiu's arrangements, the chief guard did not dare to say anything, and was about to leave with Feng Ren who was in a daze.

When a group of people passed by Feng Jiu's side, Feng Ren subconsciously turned his head to look at Feng Jiu.

The raised lips, the ferocious ghost face, and the overwhelming black mist.

When Fengren came back to his senses, he had already arrived at a hall with a plaque hanging "Good and Evil".

Gloomy tones, underworld fires burning everywhere, and the bull's head and horse's face appearing on and off.

The bull's head and the horse's face are holding the steel fork and spear, and Feng Ren is in a trance, and puts the steel fork and spear in front of him, Feng Ren is very frightened.

"Fengren."

A strong voice sounded, and when Feng Ren raised his head, the bull-headed horse-face had already retreated behind him, and in front of him was Chachasi holding the book of life and death.

Cha Cha Si stood there, looking at him from above, "Feng Ren, are you guilty?"

Feng Ren hesitated and didn't know what to say, and suddenly the voice of the inspector suddenly became louder.

"If you don't plead guilty, you will be sent to hell."

In an instant, Fengren's surroundings changed drastically. He had already entered a space surrounded by mirrors from the main hall.

On each mirror, there is a person lying on the mirror, weeping in pain, and even kowtows to the mirror, begging for mercy.

Fengren couldn't see what was on the mirror, not even his own face.But those people were all staring at the mirror blankly, with pained expressions on their faces.

Feng Ren realized something was wrong, got up and was about to run, just turned around and bumped into a mirror, and then he saw himself.

At the very beginning, when he killed his parents, the parents looked at their son in disbelief, and actually set up a wealthy lady just for the sake of him being a poor and studious orphan.

Then came the time when he plotted against the rich lady's family to seize his wife's property.His wife's family was ruined, and the former high-ranking rich lady could only rely on him to survive. In the end, she was drugged by Feng Ren, and she foolishly thought that she loved him, and died in her arms.

There is still a long section behind, mistreating Fengze and An Yu, killing the servants of the villa at will...

As Fengren's status grows, more and more people die under him. If we really want to gather all the people who died under Fengren's hands, I am afraid that the magnificent villas of Feng's family will not be able to accommodate these people.

Feng Ren was forced to stare at the mirror and repeat these actions to everyone in the mirror.He was on the verge of a mental breakdown, and he didn't know how long the time had passed outside. Feng Ren only knew that he had been watching these scenes repeatedly, over and over again, endlessly.

Finally, when Feng Ren didn't know how many times he saw it, the voice of Chachasi appeared, counting his crimes one by one.

"Those who don't respect their parents and are not benevolent or righteous will be thrown into the Iceberg Hell."

"Those who give and accept bribes should be thrown into the volcanic hell."

"Seize the property, you will go to hell..."

With Chachasi's every word, Fengren's place is changing, first it is the freezing glacier, then it is the sea of ​​fire where countless ghosts howl, and then it is the boiling oil pan.

Again and again he came close to dying, time and time again at the last minute, and then came close to dying again.Again and again, endless pain.

As long as his sentence is not over, he will be in hell forever.

Every time the chachasi said, Fengren fell into a hell and suffered painfully.

When he finally returned to the main hall, Feng Ren was already paralyzed on the ground, the pain of the punishment seemed to be still on his body, and he could not live or die.

These are the eighteen hells that are said to punish the wicked.

Feng Ren was pulled up by the bull's head and horse face, and knelt and sat in front of the hall.The Prosecutor had finished reading Feng Ren's crimes and stepped aside.

Feng Jiu played with the ghost face, smiled meaningfully, and looked at Feng Ren, "You have incurred too many blood debts, and countless little ghosts have come to me to complain. What do you think will happen to you?"

Feng Ren's lips trembled and he was speechless.

"Feng Ren, the eighteen hells are enough for you to go through one round, until you cry and admit your mistake," Feng Jiu paused, "It won't stop, are you happy?"

Feng Ren stared at him blankly, and Feng Jiu's face changed instantly, "You alone occupy a spot in all the hells, are you happy!"

As soon as his voice changed, all the fire in Feng trembled, and the hall of the underworld seemed to tremble slightly.

Feng Duling even hugged his head and hid in the shell together with the salted fish pillow.

Woohoo, it's scary for Dad to be angry.

Feng Jiu laughed terribly, hell is going to be saturated again, that's great.

He glanced at Feng Ren, and suddenly his expression froze.He got up wearing a black robe, black mist rose, and he moved from the public case to Feng Ren.

He squatted down lightly, causing Feng Ren to shrink back in fright.

A face like a fairy in a painting, paired with black mist in black clothes, now looks like an evil spirit in the abyss.

"Tell me, who summoned me into this body."

His voice was light and fluttering, and his smile was very gentle.

Feng Ren stared at him without answering.

"Do you want me to help you remember?" Feng Jiu pressed his cold fingertips on his forehead.

The more Feng Ren stared at him, the more panicked his eyes became, as if he saw something.

"you you--"

Feng Jiu was too lazy to listen to his nonsense, so he directly summoned a small evil mirror to spy on Feng Ren's memory.

Feng Jiu stared at the memory on the evil mirror, if he read correctly, Feng Ren's original wife didn't have any children at all, and An Yu was adopted by his wife before she died.

There is no true or false young master at all.So what happened to his body?

Feng Jiu looks at Nie Jing, on Nie Jing, Feng Ren is walking step by step in the dark to the small building where he has been living as Feng Jiu.

But instead of going upstairs, go down to the basement.

Feng Ren in his memory pushed open the door, and there was a person standing in front of Feng Jiu's bed.

Black robe, ghost face.

A trace of disbelief flashed in Feng Jiu's eyes, it was him? !

Here in the Fengjia villa complex, Fei Jiao is advancing among a pile of minced meat.

He came to Feng's house to find something, something he had lost before the catastrophe.

Although I really don't want to admit it, the thing that Jiujiu has been thinking about recently may be that he has such a little relationship with him.

Fei Jiao closed her eyes, perceiving the entire villa complex.

He has to hurry up, God knows he was so scared when he saw Jiujiu outside just now that he didn't even grab the lollipop.

Fortunately, Jiujiu brought Feng Ren back to Fengdu now, so he had to take the things away quickly while he was still there.

Fei Jiao closed his eyes to perceive for a while, then suddenly opened his eyes, and walked quickly in one direction.

Fei Jiao came to a small building in Feng's garden and kicked open the door.Inside the door are two stairs, up and down, Fei Jiao hesitated for a while, then went down the stairs at the bottom.

When he got down to the end, he saw a small door, and the thing he was looking for was inside.

Fei Jiao was very excited, he could act like a baby with Jiujiu after getting the things.

The proud merman kicked at the door, and the door fell down with a sound, dust blowing in his face.

When Fei Jiao brushed off the dust and was about to buy something, Feng Jiu in the room turned his head slightly and met his gaze.

A moment of silence.

Fei Jiao froze, she was discovered when she was finished.

Feng Jiu shook the blood-red bead in his hand, leaned his head on the wheelchair, "What a coincidence, why are you here?"

Fei Jiao stared at the beads in his hand with a guilty conscience, and smiled awkwardly, "What a coincidence, Jiujiu is here."

What should I do if the object I don't know about is stolen but has a relationship with the object of [-] points?Urgent, wait online.

Feng Jiu raised his eyebrows, "Why don't you explain?"

The shark has a thick skin, "It is of course fate that we can meet together."

"That's it." Feng Jiu put the beads in his pocket, "This is pretty nice, I'll keep it."

Fei Jiao watched helplessly as he stuffed the beads into his pocket, wanted to speak but didn't dare to speak, so he shrank his neck and complained in a low voice:

"You are bad."

Feng Jiu smiled, and was about to listen to Yuren's statement of his crimes, when he saw Qian Zhuang squatting down and knocking on the door of the room that Fei Jiao kicked away.

"Excuse me, both of you, it seems that the things in your hands are under your hands."

The two turned around tacitly, and said in unison, "Say it again?"

What is yours?

Qian Zhuang was silent for a moment, then pointed to the bead, "This is mine."

Fei Jiao started to roll up his sleeves, stepped forward and grabbed Qian Zhuang by the collar, "What did you say?"

How could the blood left on his fish become a zombie?

Check the eyes, this zombie is looking for a fight.