Sure enough, as soon as you get close to this man, those uncomfortable feelings will disappear instantly.
Yun Sangyu is getting closer and closer, and she doesn't feel anything is wrong at all.
As for the man, the strangeness in his eyes became more and more intense.
However, until the end, the man did not push the person away.
The eighteenth level of hell has finally arrived.
As soon as I walked outside, I heard all kinds of screams inside.
One after another, it was extremely miserable.
"ah!!!"
"I was wrong, I was wrong."
"Come here, this man was a murderer during his lifetime and his crimes were extremely heinous. First, throw him into a frying pan and fry him three times, then throw him into the sea of fire and burn him for seven, seven, forty-nine days."
"Yes, sir!"
Just listening to it made the hairs on my body stand up.
Only those who have experienced it personally can have a deep understanding of the feeling of being put into a frying pan, facing mountains of swords and seas of fire.
However, these people can be regarded as bringing their own faults and reaping the consequences.
Therefore, there will not be any overflow of sympathy.
After Yun Sangyu entered, she opened her eyes wide and looked around.
At this time, some underworld jailers seemed to have discovered that Yun Sangyu and Li Zhihe were strangers, but they did not dare to act rashly when they saw Black and White Wuchang leading them.
Pity.
This living stranger is a great tonic when inhaled!
Yun Sangyu didn't know that from the moment he entered the gate of the underworld, all those ghosts and monsters had the same idea.
If you know, I just want to say, why not scare Boss Li?
Do you look like you are easy to bully?
really!
Mr. Li's calm and intimidating expression would scare even ghosts, let alone humans.
Not to mention, Mr. Li was still surrounded by purple aura, and ordinary ghosts and other things did not dare to get close.
"What are you doing? Just go and do whatever you have to do!"
As soon as Hei Wuchang opened his mouth, all the jailers in the underworld dispersed instantly.
"Where is Li Hong?"
"Li Hong? It should be inside, cell 365."
After obtaining accurate location information, Hei Wuchang walked directly to the front.
People or ghosts behind him followed silently.
I walked for probably several minutes before finally stopping.
"arrive!"
As soon as I looked in, I saw rows of ghosts inside being beaten with whips by the jailers, and their bodies were all bloody.
Fortunately, he was no longer human, otherwise, he would have died eight hundred times, which would have been more than enough.
The senior female ghost naturally saw it too, and even recognized the man she once loved at a glance.
Although, the man's hair has turned gray, his face is covered with wrinkles, and his figure is not as tall and handsome as before. He is hunched and his head is drooping weakly, and his specific expression cannot be clearly seen.
"That's Li Hong?"
It's completely different from what I remember.
When An Rumeng died, she was less than twenty years old, and Li Hong was only about twenty-two or thirty-years-old.
But now, An Rumeng still looks like she is less than twenty years old, but Li Hong already looks like he is sixty or seventy years old.
So shocked!
In other words, I couldn't accept such a big contrast for a while.
An Zi'ao glanced:
"Mom, you are right, it is him. I have seen it many times!"
hiss!
An Rumeng was speechless for a while.
After all, no matter what, he is also the biological father of the child!
Although An Rumeng also hates her, she really doesn't like her child hating her father so much. This is so against the will of heaven.
Yun Sangyu didn't say anything either, mainly because she didn't know what to say.
Instead, his eyes kept stealing glances at the man beside him.